"The real Marquis of Zhenguo, not a vain decoration?" In a certain official residence in Chudu, Su Qin put down the secret note in his hand, picked up a glass of wine on the side table, and smiled faintly.

The woman who poured the wine for him was wearing a goose-yellow palace dress, her complexion was better than snow, and she was extremely beautiful. This woman's surname is Zhen, and she is the second daughter of the Zhen family in Chudu in the past, and she is one of the most famous beauties in Chudu.

For a man who really has power, such a woman's identity is more attractive than her own beauty.

In the past, countless powerful children dreamed of, but most of the beauties who couldn't even see each other were now just maids he could hunt at will, Su Qin's eyes at this time were not complacent, but had a strong sense of self-deprecation.

He turned his head a little tired and looked out the window at the sky.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and it was not really night, but the stars were already shining in the sky.

"Is this fate? I have just taken power in Chu, and you are going to become the left arm and right arm of Prince Yan. ”

Su Qin looked at the two stars that first appeared on the canopy, and said slowly in his heart.

"Your Excellency. ”

A deep but powerful voice rang out outside the door.

Listening to this cultivator's voice, Su Qin's eyes also brightened like stars.

With his permission, a seemingly ordinary wooden box was presented to him.

When the quiet room was quiet again, and only he and the beautiful woman were left in the room, he slowly opened the box.

Inside the box is a piece of jade, which exudes a soft and subtle brilliance.

"I like plain clothes and a short haircut. Su Qin closed the box first, then raised his head, glanced at the woman beside him, and said.

This stunning woman was flattered at first, but when she heard the second half of his sentence, her lips trembled slightly, and her face turned strangely pale.

Her long black hair is like a waterfall, even the women in Chudu who are as famous as her are extremely envious, and she doesn't know how much effort she put into it, but now the other party wants her to cut it off.

"The slave family knows. She didn't dare to disobey, lowered her head, and whispered in agreement.

Su Qin put the wooden box in his sleeve, and when he stood up, the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of mockery.

He doesn't really like short hair.

Yet he loved the feeling of conquest.

When Changling was also shrouded in moonlight, a gray-robed man walked out of the backyard of an ordinary family.

His complexion was strangely white, and under the moonlight, his skin looked a little transparent, and he could even faintly see the color of some small blood veins.

The gray robe on his body seemed to have a strange magical power, causing a faint gray mist to appear around his body, allowing him to quickly merge with the dark night of Changling.

When he disappeared into this alley for several hours, a cry suddenly sounded in the backyard of this ordinary house.

This cry was extremely piercing, just like many of the cries that sounded during the cleaning of the Changling Tomb a month ago.

A violent sound of breaking the air sounded.

The cultivators flew by, leaving a trail in the air.

"It's the second prince..."

Soon, an irrepressible exclamation sounded, and bright sword light shot straight into the sky, and the cry in the courtyard instantly became particularly loud.

The gray-robed man was already on the banks of a river outside the city.

He saw such a bright light from a distance, and the corners of his mouth also flashed with the same mocking expression as Su Qin.

As he expected, although the Changling Tomb in the dark night looked as majestic as before, after the Spring Attack Chu and the Minshan Sword Sect Rebellion, the entire Changling Tomb had greatly weakened its control over cultivators like him who were good at hiding in the dark.

Now in Changling, how many grandmasters are left?

......

In the night, Yuan Wu slowly raised his head.

He's on his way home.

As usual, everything in the tent was very shabby, and even the tea soup was made with the most common coarse tea.

He had a secret note in his hand.

This secret note came from the Ram family in Chudi, and as long as a wealthy family like the Ram family wanted to contact Qin Jun, they would naturally be able to send the secret note to him as quickly as possible.

As early as many years ago, the speed of some of the flying beasts that the Qin army used to deliver messages had surpassed that of cultivators in the world.

The attitude of the gate lords of Nanquan Zhuzhen was naturally very important to the situation of the war between Qin and Chu, but this secret note, which was sent to him as the most important military information, was not the handwriting of the Ram family after it was opened.

Because even the handwriting is familiar to him.

So there was no problem with his guess, although it was the result that he didn't want to believe the most, but Ding Ning was indeed not the descendant of that person, but the rebirth of that person.

"You're going to send someone to talk to me, what are you going to talk about?"

"In that case, I'll take it slow and wait for you to see what you have to talk to me. ”

The corners of Yuan Wu's mouth also showed a mocking look.

There were no fluctuations in his emotions, and there was no fear in the depths of his eyes.

Although that man had been intimidating him many years ago, the time for fear had now passed.

......

Almost at the same moment, in the depths of the dead silence of the palace in Changling, the mistress who was also reading the secret notes from all over the world became more and more pale.

Her body grew colder and colder.

At this time, she didn't know about the contact between Ding Ning and Yuan Wu, and the chill in her heart came from Lin Zhujiu and the rest of the people in the Bashan Sword Field.

Whether it was the information from the Yinshan area, Yangshan County, or the territory of Chu, it could clearly make her conclude that those people from the Bashan Sword Field did not contribute to these battles.

So where did they go?

Then there is only one possibility.

They went to Jiaodong County.

She can even lose Fusu, but she can't lose Jiaodong County.

But is this still within her control?

Her mood inevitably fluctuated violently.

Except for a very small number of cultivators who could communicate in the void, the light of some stars vibrated violently.

On the distant Chuyan border, a woman in men's clothes suddenly raised her head.

The vitality on her body instantly burned out like a furnace, and even the dust on the ground seemed to burn.

She is Zhao Si.

At this moment when Zheng Sleeve's rare mood fluctuated, she once again sensed the natal sword that originally belonged to her.

It was a flesh-and-blood feeling, but with a clenching of her teeth, she forcibly resisted her urge to reclaim the sword.

She took a deep breath, just quietly catching the sword's trajectory without actually touching it.

In the cold void.

Her natal sword, which was conceived with the most vigorous true fire and the most ardent sword intent of the sword furnace, slowly dipped into the most lonely and cold starfire, and had already produced a strange change, the sword body was no longer fiery red, but had become the color of the stars, silver white and crystalline.