The Sui army was in the north of the Jiangbei camp. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Due to the death of Lu Qinghe, the contradictions between Jiangnan and Jiangbei intensified again, and the originally withdrawn Nanchen army once again Chen troops bordered, and the war situation changed three times a day, and the battle between the Great Sui and Nanchen could not be avoided.

In the past few days, in order to prevent night attacks on Nanchen, the Jiangbei battalion has been under martial law every day, and the number of soldiers patrolling around has increased significantly, and the precautions are strict.

But there are always people who dare to take on the challenge.

In the black night, a figure is as fast as a ghost, shuttling between the mountains and forests. Finally came to the camp in Jiangbei, a sneer appeared at the corner of the black shadow's mouth, and he pinched a magic trick with one hand, and his figure gradually became blurred until he disappeared......

In a military tent in the Jiangbei camp, Lu Qinghe's body lay quietly in a simple coffin. Like every ordinary old man who died, the lifeless corpse slowly decayed under the effect of time, and even due to the effect of the Spirit Devouring Pill, Lu Qinghe's corpse decomposed faster than the corpse of ordinary people.

Originally, Han Baohu wanted to send Lu Qinghe's body back to Nan Chen. But who knew that the war came too quickly, and before Han Baohu could negotiate peace with Nan Chen, Nan Chen's army had already driven back.

On the afternoon of September, the commander-in-chief Xiao Maha led his army to launch a fierce attack on the north of the Sui River, and Zhou Luo, the vanguard general of the Chen Dynasty, led the army to capture the ancient villa city of the Sui Dynasty.

In the past, border conflicts could be said to be neighborhood frictions, but now that the cities have been captured, it cannot be said that they were unintentional. This is undoubtedly a big slap in the face for the newly established Great Sui.

Yang Jian naturally couldn't tolerate such humiliation. The main reason why he longs for longevity is to be an emperor through the ages. Now that he is slapped in the face like this, he will naturally not give up!

The order came to Han Baohu's hands, making his face even more bitter. The current forces have been withdrawn to fight against the Turks, what to do!

But he couldn't help but listen to the emperor's order, so he could only step up the deployment while secretly cursing the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the southerners who caused trouble!

As soon as the war was devastation, the transfer of Lu Qinghe's body was delayed. After a long time, even Han Baohu himself forgot that there was still a corpse of Nanchen Guoshi in his camp.

The tent where Lu Qinghe's body was placed was left alone in the corner of the camp, and even the soldiers on patrol didn't bother to go there to go around.

Because of this, when the dark shadow infiltrated the tent, there was no accident. It's as easy as stepping into your own back garden.

The black shadow pursed his lips, both happy and bored with Sui Jun's dereliction of duty. She originally prepared a lot of plans to deal with emergencies, but she didn't use any of them, and she wasted a lot of her thoughts!

The moonlight shone on her face through the gap in the curtain, revealing a beautiful face that captivated the country and the city, and it was Lu Xuanji!

At this time, the expression on Lu Xuanji's face was definitely not gentle: "Old fellow, if you die, you will drag me down! After calculating so much, it is not a failure in the end!"

She came here on this trip in order to retrieve the Soul Searching Bell of the Liangyi Array Eye Formation that could complete her soul. In order to be able to control Lu Xuanji, Lu Qinghe deliberately did not teach all the Liangyi Array to Lu Xuanji, and even the most important magic weapon Soul Searching Bell that presided over the formation was also carried with him. This time, Lu Qinghippo stumbled and died unexpectedly, and the soul search bell also fell in the Sui army camp along with his corpse, so tired that Lu Xuanji had to travel thousands of miles from Jiankang to retrieve the soul search bell.

Lu Qinghe's corpse is now decomposed, and he can't see the original appearance at all, and even some fat maggots are still burrowing around his corpse, describing horror and exuding a strong stench, which makes people retreat. This is probably the main reason why the soldiers on patrol are reluctant to patrol here.

Lu Xuanji endured his nausea, took out a cold short sword, and rummaged through Lu Qinghe's corpse, without the slightest respect for this nominal "father".

After rummaging for a while, Lu Xuanji finally found what she was looking for from a pile of rotten meat maggots. She carefully picked up a mottled bell with the tip of her sword, removed the disgusting filth, and carefully wiped the dirt off the bell with the strip of cloth that had been prepared, gradually revealing its original appearance.

"The soul searching bell has been defiled by filth, and its spiritual power has been greatly reduced, and it seems that it can only be used after purification. Lu Xuanji sighed, hid the bell properly, and was about to turn around and leave the account and return to Jiankang.

As she turned her head, something appeared in front of her that aroused her curiosity.

Next to Lu Qinghe's disgusting corpse, there were scattered clothes that had just been picked up by Lu Xuanji. And among these dirty clothes, there is a roll of yellow silk, which is particularly eye-catching.

After a few months, Lu Qinghe's clothes slowly rotted and became dirty along with its owner. This roll of yellow silk is different. Not only did there be no sign of decay, but not even a drop of blood sticked, and it looked out of place in the crowd of rotting clothes.

Lu Xuanji looked at this roll of yellow silk and thought thoughtfully.

Lu Qinghe, this old thing, no one believes it, and the things he carries around him are all good things. This roll of yellow silk can be carried by him closely, and it is quite miraculous, and its origin must be extraordinary.

If you want to do it, Lu Xuanji picked up this piece of yellow silk with a short sword, spread it on the ground, and watched carefully.

What is strange is that there are no words, no patterns, no rotten clothes on it, just like an ordinary piece of yellow silk, which is not conspicuous at all.

Lu Xuanji was very puzzled, and slid lightly over it with a short sword, but he couldn't leave even a single white mark. She was shocked at this time, this short sword was one of the thirteen Great Liang swords made by her father, Emperor Wu of Liang, Emperor Xiao Yan, and the Taoist Tao Hongjing.

Lu Xuanji became interested and tried a few Taoist methods, lightning strikes, fire, and flooding...... All kinds of spells will come out, but none of them can destroy them.

"What am I doing!" After fiddling for a while, Lu Xuanji remembered the purpose of his arrival, smiled self-deprecatingly, put away the yellow silk, pinched a trick, and slowly disappeared from the tent.

She didn't notice that at the moment when she put away the yellow silk, lying in the coffin, Lu Qinghe's face, which had become stiff and cold, suddenly showed an incomprehensible smile......

The heart of heaven is unpredictable, and everyone in the world has his own destiny.

Sometimes, fate is just a thought.

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