After the new rain in the empty mountains.

The exit of the stone chamber indicated by the dusk clouds of the building is a deep and deep tunnel, stretching forward, all the way without lights, leading straight to the deep mountains behind the Miao Village. If it weren't for the fact that there was a glimmer of light at the exit, Zhao Wu'an would even suspect that he had walked into a dead end.

The collapse of the Dengyun Tower, from the outside, seems to be sinking layer by layer, but in fact, it is just a matter of an instant. Dai Lou Duyun can design to save him, but he can't save the Seven Swords of Luoshen, which he regards as his life.

Now Zhao Wu'an is walking in the mountains with an empty sword box on his back, and he can't help but frown.

Since Aunt Lin died, he had never let the Seven Swords of Luo Shen go so far away. But in other words, since he had lost all the Luo Shen Sword that he regarded as his life in Dengyun Tower, the man behind the scenes thought that he had already thought that he had won the battle.

The Luo Shen Sword is a treasure coveted by the world, and the murderer who single-handedly built the earth-shattering situation of Miao Jiang will obviously not give up this piece of fat. As long as Dongfang Lian indifferent intervenes, Zhao Wu'an is almost certain that whoever gets the Seven Swords of Luo Shen will be the mastermind behind the scenes.

But even so, Zhao Wu'an now has too few things that can be called chips. Boasting far away Mo Xie has long been disobedient, and the Miaojiang Royal Court is a place that cannot be entered rashly, and the jade pendant given by Dai Lou Duyun is not so much a killer weapon as a hole card to flip the situation. Don't take it lightly until a scheming enemy comes to the surface.

In addition, all he can drive is a beautiful woman in his sleeve.

Since Dai Lou Duyun handed over the mission of finding out the murderer to him, he would naturally do more thrilling and critical things, in the ever-changing situation of Miao Jiang, relying only on the two of them, he could even boast of Mo Xie's eight hundred personal guards

It seems like a losing game.

However, Zhao Wu'an knew very well in his heart that he and Dai Lou Duyun were actually the same kind of people.

Even if they are cornered, even if they are embattled, even if it is a gamble that is destined to have no chance of turning the tables from the beginning, they will resolutely enter the market and press all their chips.

The result of an all-or-nothing gamble is not necessarily a complete loss.

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If you deliberately ignore the ruins of the high-rise building that collapsed in the center of Miao Village, the entire royal court seems to have returned to its former peace.

Strange pedestrians are staggered, and chickens and dogs smell each other. The colorful butterflies fluttered, and the jade spider paused and crawled leisurely through the courtyard. From this courtyard, which is quite rare in Miaojiang, there was a sound of pounding medicine, mixed with the sound of silver bells.

A pair of white and delicate hands were gone, and even Dai Yanning felt distressed.

And sitting in the courtyard, holding a stone stick and beating the medicine bowl, Dailou Sangyu, a strand of hair slipped from the silver crown, and there was still no expression on his face.

Dai Yaning shook his head with a wry smile, turned around and continued to take care of the medicinal soup that was frying in front of him. The heat is just right, and there is a slightly fragrant medicinal smell in the pot, just wait for the water to boil and the mist comes out, and then you can turn off the fire and get out of the oven.

As the water temperature rises, the original faint smell of medicine gradually fills the room.

On the bed, An Qing, whose eyes were closed and her face was pale, seemed to be stimulated by the smell of the medicine, and frowned tightly in her sleep, her lips moved, as if she was whispering something. She raised her arm, as if trying to find something in the void above her head, but slowly lowered it back to her side.

Her hands were bloody and red.

"They are all little girls, some of them will be silent, and some of them want to chase you to the underworld. Wu'an, I already knew that you were a worry-free baby. ”

Different from the silent and wise on the top of the Dengyun Tower, Dai Yaning at this time muttered to himself like a real old man, gently shaking the small fan in his hand, staring intently at the flickering flames under the medicine pot.

In the small furnace, the flames that swayed from side to side suddenly fluttered, and then returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Dai Yaning's self-talk stopped abruptly, and the movement of waving the fan also stopped at that moment.

A cold blade was already pressed against his wrinkled neck.

"I asked, you answered. An irresistible voice came from behind him, low but intimidating. At the same time, an invisible but tangible coercion descended on the hut.

A hint of brightness suddenly appeared in Dai Yanning's old and cloudy eyes.

"King Miao now, even the old body no longer trusts?"

"You assisted the three generations of the Lou family as the king, and you can be called a high master, so you should know that this is not a good thing. It is true that you have to build a building and a house for you first, and the gold and silver beauties are insatiable, and they are advancing by retreating. But over the years, there have been frequent chaos in Miaojiang, and it is difficult to say that there is no help from you. ”

Dai Yaning smiled bitterly: "If I ask any more, I will be killed with a knife, right?"

"I know that Uncle has always been a sensible person, and my questions will not be too long. Twelve years ago, Zhao Wu'an strayed into Miao Jiang, did you guide him?"

"Not yet. "Dai Yaning cut the nail on the head.

"Good. Among the three of Luo Jianqi, Lin Ying, and Wen Jun, how many have you heard of and how many have you met?"

"Luo Jian was a martial arts leader seventy or sixty years ago, so he naturally heard of it, but he didn't have the opportunity to see it, Lin Ying had never heard of it, Wen Jun, but he had seen it. "Dai Ning told the truth.

The man behind him was silent for a moment, "Where is Wen Jun now?"

"Under the Yellow Spring. ”

"Where did he die, and what was the cause of his death?"

"Died on the Tubo Snow Mountain, picking snow lotus for his young son. Dai Yaning's voice did not tremble.

Dailou Duyun was silent for a while, and thousands of mixed thoughts flashed in his heart.

In the eyes of outsiders, today's Miao Jiang is nothing more than the Dailou family and the Kuayuan family, and the East even wants to intervene sideways, coupled with the Quartet competition of the Great Song Dynasty fishing in troubled waters. But as King Miao, Dailou Duyun can see more things than Zhao Wu'an, and he knows that the truth is not so simple.

But now that Wen Jun, who is most likely the one who laid it out, is dead, the rest of the matter is much simpler.

"Does Dai Lou Be's death have anything to do with you?"

"If there is one, it is that the former king was a perennial alcoholic and lustful, and as a retainer, he would rather admonish each other with his life. ”

Behind Dai Yaning, the new Miao King narrowed his deep and good-looking eyes.

"The last question, has Dongfang Lian Mo entered Miao Jiang?"

"Nope. Dai Ning said, "If he dares to trespass into Miaojiang, I will let him have no return." ”

Dai Lou Duyun breathed a sigh of relief, and his guard against this old man who had witnessed the wind and rain in Miao Jiang was slightly relaxed.

"King Miao. ”

Dai Yaning's call made the tense atmosphere fill the air in an instant.

Dai Lou Duyun's figure paused, and immediately pushed the knife across Dai Yanning's neck half an inch inward.

The old man snorted, and the blade pressed into the dense wrinkles, oozing pale red blood.

"I'm not going to trust anyone. In the chaos of Miaojiang, only I am the only one who can break the situation. ”

"Even Zhao Wu'an can't?"

"Of course he can't. Dai Lou Duyun's eyes were dark, "You are not unaware, he has always been in my calculations." ”

Dai Yaning hesitated for a moment, and said word by word: "But he has seen Xie Hui." ”

Dailou was stunned.

"How do you know?"

"King Miao, the old man is in Miao Jiang, and he has not stepped out of this royal court Miao Village for forty years, but it doesn't mean that I don't know what is going on in this world. ”

Dai Lou Duyun snorted and said, "When will this kid's matter be counted as a major event in the world?"

"Dongfang Lian Mo has not yet arrived in Miaojiang, but it does not mean that Du Shenquan has left. As long as Yu Jue is still on Zhao Wu'an, he has the possibility of breaking the game in the end. ”

Dailou Duyun was stunned.

That's right, although he knows about every move of the Feique Battalion, he has no intention of dealing with it at all, just because it is useless for the Song people to get the jade Jue.

But there is something in Zhao Wu'an's hands, which always seems to exert some unexpected power.

"Never say that you saw me after the collapse of the Ascending Tower. ”

Leaving a word, just like the silence when he came, the twilight clouds of Dai Lou were like a gust of wind, silently dissipating behind Dai Yanning.

The hut was silent again. The flames danced silently in the stove, and the decoction in the pot emitted a thick medicinal aroma.

At the gate of the courtyard, Dailou Sangyu was still staring intently at the medicine bowl in his hand, and pounded it with a stone stick as if he was fighting.

On the bed, An Qing, who had been fainting for a long time, finally emerged from the endless nightmare. She shuddered slightly, then opened her eyes.

The rain stopped outside the window.

The pain from the top of his hands poured into his brain accurately, as if 10,000 needles had pierced at the same time. She tried to relieve the pain by exclaiming, but when she opened her mouth, she realized that her throat was so dry that the slightest exertion burned like karmic fire.

There was only one thought left in her groggy mind.

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At the same time, Zhao Wu'an, who was carrying an empty sword box, was trekking through the hundred miles of mountains in Miaojiang on foot. With his childhood memories that have long been incomplete, he is following the road to Miaojiang and going all the way to the northwest.

The sky was thick with clouds, and on the barren mountain path, an old man in a green shirt stood in the wind, casting his gaze at him from afar.

"It's been a long time, Zhao Wu'an. ”

"Come less. Zhao Wu'an narrowed his eyes, "Since you are here, it means that there is still a plan for the battle of Miao Jiang, right?"

Xie Hui, who was standing at the end of the mountain road with a pale face and white hair, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "You are much calmer than last time." ”

Zhao Wu'an's eyes were indifferent, "The same thing happened twice, if you are surprised, you may be a fool." ”

"You have lost all seven swords, and the Black Cloud Society still has a full two hundred and forty killers in Miao Jiang. Now do you think you still have a chance of winning?"

Xie Hui's voice was hoarse and deep, mixed with the wind and drifting towards Zhao Wu'an, making him almost unable to hear it.

The Black Cloud Society has two doors and seventeen pavilions, and the ears and eyes are all over the two dynasties of the Great Song Dynasty. And as one of the two gates, the Five Poison Gate is located in Miaojiang, which has long been an open secret.

Zhao Wu'an said disapprerovingly: "How do you know if you don't give it a try?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Hui actually laughed: "I know that Lin Yun's girl has endowed this Luo Shen Seven Swords with seven kinds of Dao Yun, each with its own name, so I also borrowed that girl Huizhu in this plan of the two dynasties, starting from the Qingge of the Central Plains family, and finally making this Kyushu dusty." ”

"I see. Zhao Wu'an nodded and took a step forward.

This time, Xie Hui appeared in front of him alone, but he knew that there must be countless dead people hidden in the shadows, who would protect Xie Hui's safety with their lives.

Zhao Wu'an has a beautiful woman cut around his waist, but he must not be unsheathed.

One hand clutched the jade pendant entrusted by Duyun on behalf of the building, and the other hand held the jade pendant that he took from Xu Rong.

In this vast world, only these pairs of all-jade are left, which is his only hope of turning the tables.

Even if he is in a desperate situation, even if he has no chance of winning, Zhao Wuan will resolutely enter the market and press all the chips.

This has long been a truth between him and the world, which does not need to be said.