The red robe on the Spring Breeze Fugui Mountain slowly made a pot of tea, his eyes fell on the face of the uninvited veteran, and he laughed and said: "My spring breeze, don't look at her stupid, in fact, she is better than anyone else." The red-robed old man stretched out a finger and shook it, "But yes, I'm a little more precise, and I can see through her at a glance." ”

Lao Dao's face was gloomy, and he said unhappily: "You already knew?"

The red robe nodded, "Uh-huh." ”

Lao Dao took a deep breath, but showed a hint of relief, "That's good, it's good to be alive." ”

The red robe pursed his lips disapprovingly, and gently blew away the heat from the tea.

In the Wupeng wooden boat above the North Yellow River, the spring breeze touched the long hair with his slender hand, faced the bronze mirror, combed it gently, and suddenly braided the three thousand green silk into two sheep's horn braids on a whim, shook his head slightly, laughed to himself, and two small pear vortices rippled at the corners of his mouth.

Lin Yuyue stood at the bow of the boat with an umbrella, the river water under the moonlight was sparkling, and the bright moon reflected in the water was disturbed by the ripples of the boat, turning into pieces of broken porcelain.

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Somehow it suddenly rained in the capital of Daliang, the rain was quite heavy, and the middle-aged man who was at the highest place of Daliang rarely did not hold a candle to review the recital, he sat on the high threshold, watching the rain beat the golden roof and the red wall, and the rain was connected into a line in the eaves, dripping down and hitting the bluestone steps.

The rain hits the plantains, the bluestone falls, the small stream flows into the depression, the water is getting more and more, maybe it is a little closer, the oblique wind sweeps the drizzle, no matter how good the clothes are, they also become wet, the brightly lit palace hurriedly walked out of the figure, and in a panic stretched out the umbrella in his hand, covering the sky above the middle-aged man, "Your Majesty, this windy and rainy, don't hurt the dragon's body." ”

Emperor Liang waved his hand to take the umbrella away, shook his head and said, "Why do you say that this rain will fall?"

The old man who looked like a eunuch obediently put away his umbrella and stood aside, bent down slightly, and whispered: "This is already the rainy season in the valley, and there have indeed been a lot of rainy days in recent days." ”

Emperor Liang smiled, rubbed his shoulders with his hands, stood up and said, "Why didn't you think it would be so cold when it rained before?"

As the saying goes, the old eunuch who watched the Emperor of Daliang grow up with his own eyes, how could he not know his temper, don't say anything else, even this word has to be pondered, Fang Cai didn't think much about it for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, he always felt that there was something in the words, but he hadn't figured out what it meant, and he was silent at the moment, and he didn't dare to answer.

Emperor Daliang glanced at the old eunuch and shook his head slightly, "You, you are too smart, just like that girl in Luoyun, you don't have the ability to learn from the queen of heaven, just after the death of the man immediately revealed the ambition of a wolf, you see, the chessboard that the Luoyun Dynasty has worked hard to plan for thousands of years, and it was almost destroyed because of this person, do you think she is smart?"

Without waiting for the old eunuch to ponder carefully, Emperor Daliang said again: "How is Ci'er in the army?"

The old eunuch replied: "The second prince is sitting in the frontier, and the morale of the soldiers is high, and a few days ago, he personally captured a Luo Yun's scout and beheaded Luo Yun's three generals. ”

The middle-aged man nodded slightly when he heard this, his face couldn't see emotion, and said: "Ruyi just entered the cliff gate a few days ago, and Ci'er can lead the army alone, it seems that I am old, is it time to establish a reserve?"

It was obviously a rainy day, and the cold was pressing, but the old eunuch was sweating profusely, his head was lowering deeper, his pupils were constricted, and he couldn't wait to slap himself a few times at this moment, and his whole body trembled like a sieve, and he fell to his knees with a plop, his forehead hit the stone, and all at once, blood meandered all over his old face.

The middle-aged man stood in front of the rain curtain, under the eaves of the porch, naturally with a noble and inviolable imperial spirit, he gently shook off the raindrops stained on his clothes, "Ruyi stays on the mountain all year round and doesn't ask about the world, all you can get in touch with is Ci'er, and it is understandable to support Ci'er, but it is inevitable that the voice of the DPRK and China has become louder recently." ”

"Over the years, you have worked hard for the Mu family, for the saddle of the beam, before and after the horse, you have all the credits, go, go back, be decent. ”

The old eunuch's forehead was against the bluestone slab, and he did not lift it for a long time, and the blood mixed with the rain spread out.

The spring rain is still dripping, and the wind is still blowing unscrupulously.

After a long silence, the old eunuch made a promise, slowly stood up from the ground, and left with a rickety figure, crumbling in the wind and rain, like a lamp about to go out.

Emperor Daliang sighed, then stretched out two fingers, twisted a rain to connect the waterline, and said in a deep voice: "Those two can go out of my Daliang border?"

In the shadow behind him, a black-robed figure slowly walked out, and after a slight salute, he said: "Your Majesty, the ship has traveled to Wanzhong Mountain, and it will only take about three days to leave the girder and reach the territory of Luoyun." ”

Emperor Daliang nodded slightly, "It seems that this time the invincible lady has really crossed the boundary, and those people are determined to teach her a lesson." ”

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man said again, "What's wrong with Xue Changyi?"

The man in black hesitated for a moment, but still replied truthfully: "I was almost ready, but when I was about to enter the mouth of the nineteen ghosts, a wind and snow suddenly fell, and Lord Xue was seriously injured. ”

Emperor Daliang's sword eyebrows frowned, his thin lips pursed into a line, and after thinking, he said: "This nineteen ghost mouth is really not simple, pass on my message, let Xue Changyi not act rashly for the time being." ”

When the man in black dissipated into the darkness, Emperor Daliang squatted on the threshold again, sighed heavily, and suddenly cursed a swear word, as if venting.

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Chen Anyi has always hated talking to people quickly, in his opinion, if he can't beat it, then talk about the big truth in the books.

If you can beat it, what do you have to say, just cut it with a sword.

So Chen Anzhi chose to take out the sword, when Ye Qianzi attacked head-on.

There was no earth-shattering vision, nor was there a earth-shaking might, this sword that was swinging with momentum drew a golden line of fire between Chen Anzhi and Ye Qianzi, as if a line of blazing sun on the horizon revealed the light of the sky.

A line of life and death.

The fear of death instantly enveloped Ye Qianzi's heart, and he looked at the glimmer of light in panic, and his speed climbed to the extreme, trying to dodge the power of this sword.

Moment.

A glimmer of light lit up on the side of the sinking lake, and then it came with a long tail, and then condensed only a little golden light, surging and killing.

This little light, little by little, is like a surging wave washing over the cliffs, stacked on top of each other, coming from the horizon.

Chen Anzhi moved with the sword, and the leaf-picking sword was wrapped in golden flow, gradually engulfing Chen Anzhi's body, and finally turned into a golden light, and galloped away towards a little light in front of him.

Ye Qian's body was boiling like the Yangtze River and a big lake, his qi and blood were surging, and when he felt this light, his body seemed to be about to explode, and he fled in a hurry, flying by the shore of the sinking lake, and every time he fell, it was a depression.

Seeing the direction he was heading, Fang Xiaoshang was instantly shocked, and hurriedly drew a talisman to try to stop him, but who knew that Ye Qianzi completely ignored it and rushed forward to escape.

Suddenly, his body tilted, and the soles of his feet stepped on a mound of earth, which was stained with slightly moist new soil, and the ground cracked, and sawdust splashed, but it seemed that he stepped on the air, but it made him stumble and almost fall to the ground.

Fang Xiaoshang's face turned pale, and Chen Anzhi, who was in the sword aura, actually showed an extremely angry light.

It is precisely because of these slight dullness that a little light shines out of the back through the body, followed by that ray of light.

"Click~"

With a soft sound, the bronze mirror in the palace hall somewhere dimmed, and a slight crack appeared, and then spread like a spring breeze blowing a fire on the plain, covering the entire mirror.

The silver bottle was broken, and the bronze mirror was shattered.

The furious sword qi flowed surgingly, and the blood on Ye Qian's own body splattered, and dense sword marks appeared on his body, countless and unclear.

The rainbow light faded, revealing a white-clothed figure, those indifferent eyes, but now they were full of bloodshots, he didn't even look back to see if Ye Qianzi was dead, but step by step, as if he didn't dare to accept it, he moved to the depression where sawdust and dirt were mixed.

"Hum~"

A thorough sword roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, Chen Anzhi tightly clutched the hilt of the leaf picking sword and looked at the empty coffin in disbelief, the coffin he was very familiar with, it was made of the sacred wood of the Shaking Light Holy Land, enough to not be eroded for a thousand years, but through the broken coffin lid, he could clearly see that there was nothing in it.

Xiao Sibao was already a half-saint back then, and Chen Anzhi gave her the Immortal Grass Spirit Pill to nourish her body all the year round, so it was impossible for her body to dissipate due to the erosion of time.

No matter how you think about it, it shouldn't.

Chen Anzhi stood there in a daze, not knowing how to move for a while.