Su Xuan held back her tears, followed the chaotic crowd out of the east gate of the capital that had not yet been tightened, and went north to Shenyue Palace.

After the death of the cleanest people, the dynasty was left with filth.

"Kill all the dog people of the Song Dynasty!"

She looked up to the sky and roared, tears flowing uncontrollably on her face, and then sang: "Heart to heart, love is deep." Once wanted to part, a thousand times to tie the placket. ”

By this time, he had already traveled more than ten miles out of the suburbs, and the sun hung lazily in a nearly hollow place.

The late spring sun has already begun to heat up, shining on the blooming flowers and trees, and a hazy earthy scent, this fragrance is similar to autumn, and the smell is invigorating.

She finally experienced the taste of "liver and intestines".

She wanted to go back to her sister and tell her how happy and memorable these days were.

Is this what love is like?

She didn't say it clearly, this taste was so depressing. It's strange that she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

She said to herself that she was very happy and happy these days.

But no matter how much she tried to comfort herself, she was crying, and the tears were more and more and faster.

The horse seemed to see what was on her mind, and when she was in a daze and did not whip, he slowly carried her forward, hoping that the scenery along the way would make her forget her troubles and sorrows.

After a long time, she came back to her senses, patted the horse's head slowly, and asked, "Good horse, even you pity me?"

After saying this, there was another burst of sadness.

She didn't even have a token of Cui Lu, and she didn't give him her token.

She sobbed and looked up at the sky, this is also feelings?

Why is this short-lived relationship so memorable?

However, she was still afraid, she saw the chaos that was too complicated to be more complicated, and saw one after another countless masters.

She hurriedly wiped her tears with her sleeve, and then realized that her heart was red.

She reached out and touched her heart, was it bleeding?

The corners of her mouth were already bloodshot.

She remembered that the fishy smell came out of her nose as soon as she saw it.

If she hadn't worn the golden silk ice silkworm armor, she might have died on the spot under the palm behind her back.

She smiled wryly and shook her head. The palace master's final order to "put on the golden silk ice silkworm armor" has become a barrier to separate her from Cui Lu.

"If you have to become more than your eyes, why don't you die, I am willing to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortal, sister!" she cried with tears in her eyes.

Guizhuang picked up the two swords beside Cui Lu, and he knew that they were Xiao Han's double swords. Now it has become a broken sword, Qi Qi has been cut off, and at his right foot, there is a piece of grease paper with heavy creases swinging in the wind, pick it up and look at it, there is a fly's head on it, and write:

Seeing profit and forgetting righteousness, people are wrong, and people are favored, and they do not forget. The dilemma is only made by death. Brother Qi is not angry. On my sacrifice day, half a catty of wine is enough.

Guizhuang stuffed it into his arms, and said in his heart, this was written by Xiao Han. But what does "dilemma" mean, he is not clear, could it be that this matter is also related to Lord Wang?

He forgot how the brawl just now stabbed Cui Lu to death with a sword. He seemed to remember that he heard footsteps in the distance, and then he got up and drew his sword.

An official came to meet him, and it was Chu Chunqiu who stayed in Tokyo.

Chu Chunqiu was a close confidant of Wang Hao, and was in charge of the palace keys and guards, repairs, and bomb suppression of Tokyo City, as well as many affairs such as money valleys, soldiers and civilians in Gyeonggi.

The two are old acquaintances, seeing this situation, Chu Chunqiu smiled and said: "Congratulations to Lao Gui, you have made a great contribution!"

Gui Zhuang shook his arm, lifted the Black Shark Sword and asked, "Those swordsmen don't look like they are from the Central Plains?"

Chu Chunqiu said: "Looking at their high-nosed appearances, they look like Khitan refugees outside the Guanwai. ”

Gui Zhuang smiled: "You old Chu should be careful yourself, this is not a trivial matter, there must be trouble." ”

"What are you afraid of, the big thing is supported by Lord Wang. Chu Chunqiu disagreed.

Gui Zhuang smiled and said with a long sigh: "The Maoling Sword will be ownerless from now on!"

Chu Chunqiu saw the Maoling Sword lying on the ground, rolled his eyes a few times and said, "Why don't I take it back." ”

Gui Zhuang hooked his foot on the sword, lifted it lightly, and put away the sword: "I still have to take care of my brother and bury him together." ”

Chu Chunqiu laughed awkwardly and slowly went from Guizhuang. He knew that the head of this Sword Courtyard had always only put Lord Wang and them in his eyes, and the rest of the people were not in his eyes.

The soldiers were still searching and verifying the scene and the body, and returned to the village straight back to the sword courtyard.

He knew that Cui Lu's body would be left in the morgue for a few days, and then checked by Dali Temple before it was handed over for burial.

Who is Cui Lu's family in this huge Tokyo city?

After thinking about it, Gui Zhuang secretly replied that it was himself. I have to send this sword academy guy to the end.

Back then, the two of them were also chess opponents, each with proud talents, and each had a lot of opportunities. It's just that along the way, the two are drifting apart.

Cui Lu looked down on himself more and more, and he disliked Cui Lu more and more.

Gui Zhuang walked weakly, and the vague battle would not have cost him so much energy. He tried to remember, trying to recall a little clue, but he had a terrible headache.

How could Cui Lu die so easily under his own sword? What about those swordsmen outside the border?

"It's not too late for heaven and earth to return", Gui Zhuang smiled and walked listlessly.

He was very disappointed and disappointed, and there was an inexplicable sadness.

Back in the Sword Academy, there were already sword masters who knew the news waiting for him. It's just that they don't dare to ask, and they don't dare to have more suspicions, so they can only express their anger with their eyes.

How can this person be able to kill the killer to stab his brother who gets along day and night?

Guizhuang ignored them, knowing that they were angry, so he naturally didn't want to touch their mold, so let them go. So he didn't know that the swordsmen and officers and soldiers in the sword courtyard worked together to hunt down and kill more than a dozen Khitan swordsmen at the west gate of the capital.

Lying on the bed, Gui Zhuang looked at the caisson, his eyes began to blur, and his thoughts gradually flew away, he felt that he was plotted by someone, and he had an idea, Cui Lu's death was not so simple.

He put his hands behind his head and quietly calculated.

From the beginning of receiving that note, he has already fallen into someone's trap.

Whether it was manipulated by Wang Hao, he wanted to ask, but because he wanted to live, it was better not to say more. That's it, he sighed to himself.

The emperor was furious and wanted to execute the guards who stayed in Tokyo, and together with Wang Huang, who had elected him. Tong Guan and the other five tried their best to intercede, and finally dismissed Chu Chunqiu from his post and transferred him from his post, and Wang Huang and the other six were fined for one year.

With such a big battle and such a big mess, I thought that Tokyo City was going to bleed, but I didn't think about it, so I was suspended and transferred from my post.

Someone was a little disappointed.

(Recently, I have a toothache, it's a terrible pain.) The first volume is almost finished, and the second volume is about to begin. I want to fix it for a day or two. ）