"Idiot!"

"Idiot!"

"Such a big news, now, now I don't know! You Senluo Dao, the palace council, and even the hundred officials in the court, a group of fools...... It's all eaten by the bear's heart, and the leopard can't be guts!"

A glass porcelain bowl worth a thousand gold slammed on the ground, and the piercing sound of breaking made people feel frightened.

Then the sleeve robe smashed down on the green jade case, and there was a heavy sound of stabbing, and all kinds of things placed on the table, ink treasures, jade, all fell to the ground, splashed and rolled down, and this unprecedented thunder was furious...... After a period of commotion, calm slowly returned.

Cao Zhixuan slowly sat back in his seat, holding his forehead with his hand.

A heavy wheezing voice echoed through the study.

The wedding letter had been torn to shreds by him.

The peace of the Spring and Autumn Twenty Years was a rare respite for the Northern Wei Dynasty.

After the collusion between the purple robe and the demon clan failed, the West Demon did not die, but Jiang Qingyi completely reversed the Great Wei, and the Xiguan Iron Armor, which was originally expected to be held in the hands of the Luoyang Palace, became the sharpest spear among the henchmen of the Cao family.

And in such a situation, the only thing to be thankful for is that His Royal Highness Qi Liang died in battle one after another, and the whole country of the Southern Dynasty mourned.

His Royal Highness died in the fire of Lujia Town.

His Royal Highness died in the heavy snow of Eight Feet Mountain.

The two young dragons of Lanling City both died at the hands of the demon clan.

Qi Liang's anger naturally migrated to the demon clan, and the iron armor of Beigu Sudao advanced across the Great Wall of Fengsui and began the first western expedition, led by the great god of Tsing Yi, all the way to the demon clan that had not had time to evacuate in the Western Regions.

After the collapse of the blood pool of the Holy Mountain, most of the family of the Chess Palace was emptied, and the holy power accumulated by the Four Saints for many years helped the Five Palaces and Four Tunes of the Chess Palace to regain their strength, and took the core clansmen of the Demon Clan to take refuge in the small world.

And the remaining desolate people of the Chess Palace, the half-demons, under the angry will of Qiliang Lanling City, began a long westward migration.

The Northern Wei Dynasty got a respite.

Even such a respite is not easy.

After the demon clan was defeated and retreated from the Western Regions, with Liangjia City as the boundary, the "traitors" in Xiguan launched a crusade against Luoyang as soon as possible.

And the suffocating information of Sen Luo Dao came: Jiang Qingyi, the new white-robed vassal king of the Ethereal Slope, has entered a new realm of martial arts and swordsmanship, and after inheriting the mantle of Li Qing and Ren Pingsheng, Donkey Kong's physique is blended with kendo cultivation, and he has become one of the top demon cultivators in the Central Plains.

In several small battles in a row, Jiang Qingyi entered the battlefield alone, as if he had entered a no-man's land...... No one in the Northern Wei Dynasty can stop you!

Who would have thought that such a weak scholar back then could become the sharpest long sword on the battlefield?

Deadly moves.

See blood seal the throat.

Purple robe offer advice——

In the Daji Mountains, in this well-planned ambush of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Jiang Qingyi single-handedly killed fourteen Sen Luo Dao Nine Rank Martial Artists with two fists, and then used a wooden sword to severely damage the Grandmaster Zhong Yusheng who used the Fu Holy Ring.

It was a nirvana, but it didn't work.

The head of the Zhong family who returned to Luoyang, the injury was not light, and there were even traces of defeat in his cultivation, and the demon who was enough to be as famous as Tao Wujian and Murong during the Eight Great Kingdoms was a pity.

"If there are more than nine grades, you can kill them. ”

It can be seen that this assassination that caught all the thoughts of the purple robe of the Northern Wei Dynasty, although it failed, it was only a thin line.

After Jiang Qingyi got out by luck, he returned to the ethereal slope to recuperate.

The bloody rain with Liangjia City as the boundary was also alleviated.

The Northern Wei Dynasty ushered in a real respite.

And at such an important moment!

This wedding card was handed to Cao Zhixuan.

The champion marquis is the first meritorious prince among the 36 marquis of Dingguo that year!

If the champion Hou lived for a few more years, the Northern Wei Dynasty would not be just four vassal kings.

Even the champion Hou may become a key point to balance Li Qing.

After the death of the champion Hou, the heir Chen Wanjuan became the person with the highest hopes in Luoyang.

The inheritor of Confucianism and Taoism.

and His Royal Highness Qi Liang Xiao Buyi's momentum is the same as fire and water, and the battle of fate.

Unveil the literary genius of Lanling City for Luoyang.

Each title will become a major title for him in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Li Qing is dead, and Chen Wanjuan is the young man in Luoyang, Northern Wei Dynasty, who is most likely to become the new vassal king.

He...... It is the representative of Da Wei.

His words and deeds, every move, all represent Dawei.

It also means that it is the acquiescence of the Luoyang Palace.

Including, this wedding post.

Cao Zhixuan was not opposed to this marriage, he didn't even care how Chen Wanjuan brought Wei Lingshan back to Fengxue Silver City from the Western Regions.

He only cares about one thing.

What kind of impact will this incident have on the Northern Wei Dynasty?

A little bit smaller......

What kind of benefits will this matter bring to the Northern Wei Dynasty?

There is no interest.

There is only war.

The Northern Wei Dynasty struggled to survive in one setback after another, and after making mistakes in decision-making again and again, it had lost the final qualification to wrestle with Qi Liang.

In the quiet and silent, such a rare opportunity for cultivation, this wedding card is like a piercing and sharp noise.

gave Qi Liang a reminder.

also gave Qi Liang a chance.

It also gave Qi Liang a legitimate reason.

"It is reported that several great families in Lanling City have already rushed over. The children of the royal family who really involve the core seem to be pressed in the city and are not allowed to go out. ”

"There are also moves in the South China Sea. ”

"The Holy Island is not clear. ”

"Your Majesty...... What do we do?"

Cao Zhixuan did not speak.

He said softly: "Let Ning Fengzhi go to Heavenly Wolf City, gather troops, and prepare to deal with a surprise attack that may break out at any time, waterway, Xiguan, put it down for the time being, avoid the battle, and let the purple robe send a message to Lanling City......"

He rubbed his eyebrows and said bitterly: "Let's just say that the Northern Wei Dynasty wants peace and is willing to pay the price for it." ”

One after another, people left and came in the study, and finally regained calm.

Cao Zhixuan covered his head in pain, his fingers clenched his hair, and his muscles were exposed, and he recalled the scenes in his mind.

The Northern Wei Dynasty was about to stand up.

One of the giant's knees was shattered, and the other was completely unresponsive.

How did such an ending come about?

All the choices are no longer in your hands.

Want peace.

I want that Qijiang Treaty.

The sword master is no longer there, and there is not even one great cultivator who advocates peace in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Chen Wanjuan's robe has been stained with wind and snow, the instruction of this invitation does not need to be said, from beginning to end, there has not been a trace of instruction with the Luoyang Palace, obviously in the name of the Northern Wei Dynasty to Zhang Luo's Hongmen banquet, all the guests to the banquet, if the hole card is deep enough, nine times out of ten will be buried in the wind and snow in the far north.

Cao Zhixuan couldn't understand why Chen Wanjuan would defect from the Northern Wei Dynasty, and at such an important time, he handed over such a heart-piercing sword and stabbed straight into his heart.

He thought about it for a long time.

Maybe Chen Wanjuan doesn't care about anything.

The family and the country, the world, the righteousness......

He didn't want anything.

He didn't care about what the Northern Wei Dynasty could give him and what he promised.

So what does he care about?

......

......

Far north and north, a land of severe cold and great froze.

The cold wind is howling, the endless snow field, there is a silver-white city, on the ancient city wall, the mottled traces left by the wind and snow washing, it seems to be stained with ink-like blackness, still not completely faded.

On the snowy plain, a delegation of one hundred and ten people had approached the ancient city.

One of the three holy places, the Wind and Snow Silver City, just four words, contains endless secrets.

At the head of the mission were two young men, wrapped in dark robes, the hem of their clothes swept by the cold wind.

One person carried a heavy ancient knife, and the back of the knife was wrapped with layers of green cloth, cutting through the wind and snow around him, silent and solemn.

The other person was carrying several quaint swords on his waist, the swords were complicated, and they collided gently, as crisp and loud as wind chimes.

The two are the head.

Hundreds of silent black robes, edged as sharp as swords, rose and fell.

Seven people are behind.

Such a silent procession, robes flying, like a ray of light where dawn and darkness meet, bright and oppressive blend with each other.

The knife light is cold.

The black robe is piping hot.

Su Fu pressed one hand on the "Prince Qin", he looked at the ancient city that was not far away, and slowly stopped.

Song Zhiqing also stopped.

The seven families, all stopped, the rolling wind and snow hit, hundreds of black robes stood in front of the city of the wind and snow silver city, and everyone raised their heads.

It was a towering city, and there were people standing at the head of it.

The man was dressed in a big red robe, looking like a red begonia blooming in the ice and snow, he looked at the first batch of visitors, silently put his hands on the head of the city wall, overlooking down, and exerted a slight force.

The silver ancient gate slowly poured open, and the miserable white wind and snow poured out.

Outside the city was silvery white.

Not so in the city.

The red sea of bright red is churning, making it impossible to see what is happening.

Chen Wanjuan on the head of the city did not have a smile on his face, looking humble and inferior.

He said softly: "Today's big wedding of Chen, all friends are willing to come to the party, I am really grateful. ”

That being said, there is not the slightest hint of gratitude.

Seven people were extremely quiet.

No one spoke.

Chen Wanjuan didn't say anything, as if waiting for someone to speak.

Someone finally spoke.

He took a deep breath.

Then he tore open one side of the sleeve robe, tore off the long black cuff belt, wrapped one side around his fingertips, and after a circle, tied a knot vigorously.

The hand behind the robe was torn and raised high.

The long black belt that was silent and solemn floated in the sky above the northern plains.

Like a slender and narrow battle flag.

The killing intent is awe-inspiring.

After the Spring and Autumn Period, in addition to the Mo Seal Zhong family who returned to the Northern Wei Dynasty.

There were seven families in total, one hundred and forty-one people.

The Jin Yu Su family is the head, on the left side of the North Tang Gate, followed by -

Danjiu Chu family, Kanyu Wu family, chess scale Wei family, sword casting Chen family, furnace fire Zhu family.

The flames sneered and burned, the yin and yang colors spread across the earth, the wind blew, the light of the lower ninth-rate spells flew like tassels, and the sword weapons rang loudly.

The sound of tearing sleeves and robes one after another sounded in the land of the northern plains.

Su Fu was in front.

One hundred and forty-one long black bands are at the back.

The murderous aura is no longer hidden, so the scene is grand and spectacular.

Song Zhiqing lifted the heavy Shurakshasa and took a step forward with Su Fu.

Pressed before the silver city.

Su Fu looked at Chen Wanjuan above the city and said word by word.

"We don't agree to this marriage. ”