"Gazebo, if you look for me to go down the mountain, it must be the situation in this world that makes you a little uncontrollable!"

In the gazebo, the figure standing with her hands turned around, her face was loving, and her black hair when she was young had fallen like the first snow in winter, like the first frost of autumn. The roots of the silver hair, half-concealed and half-hidden, looming. The wrinkles on his face were like twists and turns of the past.

It's just that above the lines of her face, between her eyebrows, and in the corners of her eyes, she can vaguely see her appearance when she was young, and she is incomprehensible.

The white-haired man wears flowers and does not smile, and the years never defeat the beauty.

"The incompetence of the students disturbed the teacher's retreat in this ancient year. ”

The North Pavilion walked in front of the old man's man and bent over, his tone was quite helpless.

The old man's name is Xia Bingning, who is called Jing'an Jushi, and is the teacher of the North Pavilion when he was a child, and has taught the North Pavilion for more than ten years.

The world is undecided, chaos is coming, the situation is unknown, and the North Pavilion is also like Tu Mo who first came to Zhongzhou, and it is difficult to support it alone. Although he was accompanied by ghosts, just on top of this scheme, he couldn't help the North Pavilion in the slightest.

Outside the gazebo, the ghost figure stood with his hands at his side, waiting silently.

"It doesn't matter. In this world of chaos, how can there be a place for recuperation and retreat. ”

Jing'an Jushi stretched out her hand and pointed to the stone bench on the side, and she said with a normal expression. "Young master, let's sit down and talk, this person is old, and he is a little sick. ”

The Jing'an monk's clothes swayed, and after moving two steps, he came to the stone bench. She stretched out her hands, gave her legs a gentle thump, and sat down.

"It's the gazebo that is not well considered, and I hope the teacher won't blame it, but the teacher's voice is the young master, and the gazebo really can't afford it. ”

Bei Pavilion looked at the legs of the Jing'an monk, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, if it weren't for these legs, he would have died in the snow and on the ice lake ten years ago.

The north pavilion faced the Jing'an monks, bowed deeply, and then sat on the stone bench.

"Young master, where are these words. Since ancient times, there is a difference between kings and ministers, and how dare the old man be the one who has committed the following crimes, and ruin the majesty of this royal power!"

The Jing'an monk sat upright on the stone bench, clasped his hands, and gave a salute. It's just that her eyes are rolling, and some of them are overflowing. "The young master came to find the old man, but for the sake of Middle-earth, and the world!"

"Yes, teacher. There are no strategists around the students to give advice, but in this troubled world, the students' strength is a little insufficient. ”

The north pavilion leaned sideways, stretched out his right hand, picked up the teapot placed on the stone table, and poured two cups of tea, one of which was placed in front of the Jing'an monk. "Although the teacher has retreated to the mountains and forests, the teacher may have heard of this worldly thing. ”

The North Pavilion held the teacup with his fingertips, put it between his lips and teeth, and took a sip.

"This red world is too big, no matter how you go into seclusion, you will not be able to escape the strife of this world. There are Xingchenzi in Zhongzhou, and Mr. G. There are vertical and horizontal schools in the Southern Wilderness, and now the Seven Kills Old Man also goes to assist him. There are people of the Mohist school in the east, and Tianzhuzi. There is a yin and yang school in the Northern Desert, and the young master of the Northern Desert is the disciple and grandson of that person. ”

Jing'an Jushi stretched out his hand, picked up the teacup, and after taking a sip, he put down the teacup and spoke. "The Taoist school in the Western Regions can't help the young master in terms of strategy, and the flower Taoist died of illness in the Western Regions royal court two years ago. Under this circumstance, the Western Regions is the disadvantage of those parties. ”

"The ten-year covenant you made with Tu Mo in Zhongzhou is also a last resort, and the Western Regions want to send troops, but they are a little powerless. On this bright side, you seem to have given Central Continent ten years, but you are also delaying the pace of those parties, and you are also giving the Western Regions ten years to rectify and arm. As everyone knows, in this war, the most important thing is the word strategy. ”

In the eyes of the Jing'an monks, there was some nostalgia. She is over the age of old, and in this five-party competition for the world, a touch of women's pride in not letting her eyebrows come out.

Whoever said that this daughter's body is not as good as that man.

"What the teacher said is very true, but the student has something that he doesn't know. In the matter of Zhongzhou, I withdrew the deployment, and the Southern Wilderness also withdrew the deployment, if the Southern Wilderness wanted to get out of it, but it was to be rearranged, how could we let the Southern Wilderness do this, this Wilderness is not stupid, so in a hurry, but it also fell into our arms. ”

Bei Pavilion frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't figure out the twists and turns.

"Young master, you are focusing your eyes on a little bit, ignoring the slight words of some other people. ”

Jing An lay her hands on her lap and looked at the North Pavilion with a smile.

"People are soft-spoken...... The teacher is referring to the regent. The rest of the parties have their eyes on the regent, and Nanhuang wants to do something on the regent, I'm afraid it's a little unrealistic. ”

A pair of eyes in the north pavilion wandered, thoughtful.

"The success or failure of the Southern Wilderness lies in the regent. It is not known what the plan of these seven old men will be, but now it is certain that the seven plans will be used to the regent, and only when the regent is dead, Nanhuang and those behind him will be at ease. ”

Jing'an lay man clenched his palms into a fist and gently hammered his knees.

"If the pieces are useless, keeping them becomes an obstacle, and the students know what to do. If it weren't for the teacher's initiation, the students would have fallen into the cliché and been confused by the Southern Wilderness. ”

The North Pavilion stretched out his hand, picked up the teapot, and poured some hot tea into the teacup.

If the tiger has no teeth, it will only be as docile as a cat, and let the enemy control it.

Three days later.

The Royal Court of Middle-earth.

Inside the Hall of Escape.

"Wind lime, flower Chihiro, snow farewell, forest in the middle of the month. See Young Lord. ”

The four pretty and lovely people made a row, stood in front of Tu Mo, and after giving a salute, they spoke.

They stand side by side, with different postures, different demeanors, and all kinds of styles.

"Wind, flowers, snow, moon. ”

Tu Mo's eyes turned, looking at the four beautiful women in front of him, Tu Mo's left hand was placed on the table, and his fingertips were gently moving. His backhand is really not poor.

These four women are beautiful and moving, seemingly soft and boneless, and have no power to restrain chickens, but they are all masters, but they are just good at hiding.

"Young master, these four young ladies are the lords of a county appointed by the first king, and their identities are respected. They were also the maids chosen by the previous king for the young master. ”

Xingchenzi bent down and whispered in Tu Mo's ear.

"Lying ...... Groove ......"

Chen Youcai hung his hands and stood on the other side of Tu Mo, his eyes widened, looking at the wind and snow, a green light flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth bent an arc, facing the stunning color, Chen Youcai showed a pig brother's appearance. Between his nose, a touch of red appeared, and Chen Youcai quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose. "Gaffe, gaffe. ”

"I wonder what he told you before his death, how he did?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Tu Mo's mouth, he raised his eyes to look at the wind and snow, and a pair of eyes flashed with light.

"Young master. We have almost done what the king commanded, so we will wait for the young master to show us. ”

After the four of them saluted, Wind Lime spoke.

"Okay, you guys stand down first. Come back to me in the evening. ”

Tu Mo stood up, slowly came to the side of the bed, stretched out his hands and took off the emperor's double sword, and carried it behind him.

"Yes, young master. ”

The four of them received the order, and after saluting, they gently withdrew from the Xiaoyao Palace.

"Let's go, this snow is like smoke and I have been waiting in the King City of Middle-earth for three days, and it's time to meet him. ”

As soon as Tu Mo's words fell, he took a step and walked out of the Easy Palace.

"Yes, young master. ”

Xingchenzi and Chen Youcai received the order, their clothes fluttering, and they followed Tu Mo's left and right sides

Middle-earth Royal City.

The streets were noisy with drums and pedestrians. This is a welcoming procession, they are dressed in red shirts, a piece of festivity.

"Young master, General Fang You has news from the army, the regent sent people to spread rumors in the army and disturb the morale of the army, although he has caught people, but this has been chaotic in the army's heart, General Fang You can't appease it. ”

Xingchenzi arched his hand, took a step forward, and said softly at Tu Mo's side.

"How long will it take for the general to return to the army. ”

The regent couldn't wait, he was pressing on step by step. It's just that the chaotic military spirit is like a bloody knife, and only the tiger python general can hold it. As Tu Mo walked, he turned his head and asked.

"The general will not be able to rush to the royal city at noon tomorrow and return to the army. ”

Xingchenzi replied.

"Xingchenzi, inform General Fang You that before noon tomorrow, you must stabilize the heart of this army no matter what. ”

Tu Mo's eyes turned, but between Gu Pan, he saw a somewhat familiar figure not far away, but he looked very embarrassed.

"Yes, young master. ”

Xingchenzi received the order, paused, turned around and disappeared into the bustling crowd.

"Chen Youcai, I will send you to be a deputy general in the army, can you take back the lost city in Zhongzhou to me intact. ”

Tu Mo stopped moving his body and stood on the side of the street, but the team that greeted the relatives spared a circle and returned here.

"The life of the young master, if you are talented, you will throw your head and spill your blood, and you will not disappoint the young master. ”

Chen Youcai bent over and arched his hand. It's just that the sound of gongs and drums in the welcoming team is too loud, and his words can't help but raise a few points, and Chen Youcai's expression faintly flashes with excitement.

"Good. Tomorrow you will go with me and the general to inspect the army and see those sons and daughters of the Middle Continent. ”

There was a hint of a smile in the corner of Tu Mo's eyes, and the somewhat familiar and embarrassed figure was trotting over in three steps and two steps at this time.