Two flowers, one on each table.

Under the bright moonlit night, a round of bright moon and a few dots were scattered in the air, and the moonlight spread like a veil on the field, and sprinkled on the hill like silver. The woods were hazy, and the shadows of the three shadows stood and knelt down and were hidden in the shadows of the leaves.

"Bingyu, don't be polite here, what's the catch?" A tall and straight figure stood on the hill, but his eyes were particularly sharp under the reflection of the full moonlight, wearing a light ink gown, black hair and shawl, flowing like a fairy.

"Back to the Lord, the tanuki came with the news, there has been an undercurrent in Prince Rong's mansion, Zong Ji (the Song Dynasty respected the prince's daughter as 'Zong Ji') Mrs. Jia is taking advantage of the theft in the mansion to recruit troops and horses, expand the armed forces, obviously to strengthen prevention, but to prepare for the momentum, in a few days, only owing the east wind, you can ignite this 'fire' that has been withheld for more than 20 years, when the time comes, the Xiao Wall will be able to burn the company camp and uproot the foundation of the Zhao family!"

"Well, what's the situation on the poisonous wolf's side?"

"Back to the Lord, there has been no feedback signal as scheduled recently, and my subordinates are worried-"

"So it's going well. Through the cold light of the moonlight, the outline of the Lord's side face is like a knife, revealing the sharp and angular coldness, a pair of dazzling black eyes that seem to be able to look through the past and present lives, solemn like a cold star, and a light smile like a crescent moon.

The wind blew down the broken leaves that shone with silver light, and in the eyes that were blown up, the man who was called the lord in his mouth, and the expression of looking up at the starry sky completed the transformation from "cold star" to "crescent moon" in an instant. "I know the 'Poisonous Wolf', it doesn't contact you because your joints increase the risk of it luring enemies, and it doesn't need help right now. When things don't go its way, it will naturally find a way to ask for help. ”

"In addition, according to the information provided by the 'Tanuki', we have captured the 'Skylark' lurking in Qianzhuang, and he is also very cooperative, revealing that the Zhao family has sent Zhao Defang, the king of the Eight Sages, to meddle in the affairs of the frontier in an attempt to recapture the sixteen states of Yanyun. ”

"Of course we have to let them go, we Liao people have always done the same, saying that if we let them out of the city, we must let them out of the city. The dark fragrance filled his sleeves, and the blurry wind lifted the corners of his red robe, reflecting in his deep gaze, the voice was low and hoarse, reflecting the gloomy face of the visitor, and a robe with a snow wolf pattern in plain yarn stood on the edge of the steep cliff, cold and arrogant.

"Let their family go out of Bianzhou, and when they get out of the boundary, they will send people to intercept and kill them on the way, and spread the word that the secret department of the 'Great Song Privy Council' (the highest organ in charge of military affairs in the Song Dynasty) will clean up the door - let their family reunite under the Yellow Spring!" The person who came turned around and explained with a slightly arrogant expression: "Since you have chosen to live in the dark and work hard for the organization, you should not have the fetters of feelings, let alone betray the organization because of your feelings, he violated the bottom line of his profession, and he should die! His family died to bury the seven warriors we killed in the operation, and the bloody wounds should be compensated with the nourishment of blood!"

"The Lord is wise and decisive, and his subordinates obey orders!"

"The Eight Sage Kings, heh, the Great Song Dynasty is really full of talents! The fire is too big, I thought that he sent a high saint to clean up the mess, it turned out that he fell in love with an old gentleman who retreated to the third line of the imperial court, since this is the case, then let's fight quickly!" The visitor was obviously a little disappointed in his opponent, but the thrill of approaching the dawn of victory made his blood boil. That majestic face, with solemn eyebrows, looked at everything proudly, but the tone was unusually peaceful.

The cold moon hung high on the branches, and the cold wind blew the bare branches into a whirring voice. When the night gave birth to the morning light, the mountain fog was vast, and the ethereal sound of the wolf howling at the sky could be heard, and the silver eyes reflected the agility and desire of the wild.

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