"The seven-star sword array has been sacrificed for a long time, who can stop a sword down?"

"What are you doing stupidly? I'm so anxious to kill grandpa!"

Since the battle with Gu Fan upstairs in Yueyang, Xiahou and Moxian have not gone far, and like the merchants upstairs in Yueyang, they chose to watch the battle along the river. I was just worried that a few people had special identities, and if they went to the crowd, they might cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, so I didn't go forward.

Xia Hou looked quite embarrassed.

The clothes were ragged, with only half of the clothes left on the body, and a pair of rotten pants hanging from the lower body. The bandages, large and small, were almost tied into a tight underwear, and there was still a slight itch of blood that had not dried. However, this Xiahou's physique did inherit his father's toughness. In the previous battle, Gu Fan's full force blow was not a vain, even if he didn't abolish Xiahou on the spot, it would definitely be okay to be seriously injured by him. But judging from Xiahou's current mental state, this injury to him is probably just a scratch of the skin.

"Ah Xun, you should give a word. ”

Seeing that no one cared about it, Xiahou was very uncomfortable.

He turned his head, walked quickly past the peony, came to Xia Xun, pointed to the seven holy swords in the sky in the distance, and grinned: "Did you say that this old man Lu did it on purpose. My father is fighting to death there, and these bastards are still standing still, and the fuck is trying to harm my father!"

“......”

Xia Xun didn't answer immediately.

Or, since Yueyang Tower came down, Xia Xun has been a little unusual and has been silent a lot. All night, he didn't pay much attention to the battle situation at the Yingshui Night Banquet, and now he ignored Xiahou's questioning, looking at the rolling river, silently in a daze. In fact, the other two people here could see that Xia Xun must have troubles in his heart, and only a person like Xia Hou who was so arrogant couldn't see the Tao inside.

"Huh..."

Xia Xun still didn't seem to have much interest in dealing with Xia Hou, he frowned slightly and looked at the peony beside him, and said softly, "You come and tell him." ”

“......”

After saying that, Xia Xun looked back at the river again, and was silent and silent. Seeing this, Peony knew that she could more or less guess a little about Xia Xun's heart at the moment, but she couldn't ask about those things, or no one was suitable to ask except Xia Xun herself, and she couldn't help him.

Peony smiled slightly, and took over: "Brother Hou, I'm afraid you have misunderstood a few old deans." ”

"Tsk..."

Seeing that Xia Xun didn't care, Xia Hou didn't entangle.

He looked at Peony angrily, his fingers still pointing to the horizon in the distance, and he didn't mean to put it down. grinning and said, "Brother and sister, don't be deceived by those bastards' usual appearances." They, when they were as old as you and me, they were bullied by my father and couldn't lift their heads. I think they must have held a grudge for many years, and when they saw this opportunity today, they planned to join forces to pit my father. This crowd is fighting the streets!"

Peony closed her eyes slightly, shook her head, and explained, "If you really hold a grudge, then this sword should be slashed on Uncle Yuan's body instead of hanging in the air." ”

"Uh..."

Xiahou paused.

Peony got to the point, no matter how stupid Xiahou was, he understood the relationship. Besides, he actually didn't think in his heart that several veterans of the Seven Star Academy would remember the past and hate it to the present, and what he said before was just angry words. Xia Hou slowed down his ruffian attitude, leaned over a little and asked, "Brother and sister, you have read more books than my brother, and I won't talk nonsense with you." You can tell me plainly, what are these old men scheming about, why don't they make a move? Do you really want to see my father defeat?"

"They're waiting. ”

"Wait?"

"And so on. "Peony said quietly.

Xia Hou was a little confused, and asked suspiciously: "Is it difficult, there are still people who haven't come?"

Peony nodded, and at the same time raised her slender palm, stretched out three fingers, and said quietly, "At least three people haven't come." Only when one of these three people comes to the deans can act. ”

Mo Xian opened his eyes when he heard the sound and silently looked at the back of the peony.

"Who?" asked Xiahou cautiously.

Peony didn't sell Guan Zi either, smiled shyly, put away a jade finger and said, "The first one is my husband." ”

"Mr. issued a holy decree last night, forbidding Yue Yang to fight. But Uncle Yuan and the prince of Yueyang did not obey the holy edict, and in the end they still introduced the war into Yueyang City. It's just that before the war, the prince of Yueyang had already made arrangements, and the situation in the city was still controlled in the north corner of the city so far, and the people in the city were not harmed. Therefore, as a gentleman, it is not appropriate to stop the war for the time being. If the war intensifies, or it cannot be fruitful for a long time, it will disturb the livelihood of Yueyang's people. At that time, Mr. Fang was able to come to Yingshui in person on the grounds that Yueyang was stable, and suppressed the situation with the power of a saint. At that time, even if Uncle Yuan or Prince Yueyang had the momentum of thousands of troops, they would have to withdraw their troops, and the deans would also take advantage of the situation to collect their swords and return to their sheaths, so there was no need to participate in the war. ”

"Yes. Xia Hou nodded in agreement.

Then, Peony put away another finger and continued, "The second is a person who should have appeared. ”

"The Soul Chasing Tower can be feared by the world, and it is its invisible means of killing people. Among them, the thirteen Tianzi killers in the building are the most, and the people in the rivers and lakes call them "Thirteen Dead Xiao", which correspond to the twelve branches when the stars die, plus one variable. And so far in the bloody battle of Yingshui, there are only twelve people who have fought with Uncle Yuan, and one of them is less. That person is the place of the "thirteen dead Xiao variables, known as "Xiao Shou-Dijiang".

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that this person has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and his status in the soul chasing building is second only to the owner of the building. Fengyunlu records the deeds of taking the skulls of the four kings for thousands of miles in one night. According to this calculation, this person's cultivation should be only half a step away from ascending to the heavens and becoming holy. Therefore, today's dean's seven-star sword formation is specially sacrificed to this person, just in case. When he strikes, the sword array will kill itself. ”

Perhaps it was the fear of Xia Yuan from the bottom of his heart, Xia Hou didn't believe in Peony's words too much at the moment. He frowned, and the fox asked: "How sharp is this Wang Ba Lamb? In the past years, when I returned to the village, the village chief once said that my father has the potential to become holy in the flesh, and under the saints in the world, no one can match him head-on." ”

"He's only going to be stronger than you think. ”

“......”

The words were said quite suddenly.

What Peony said is not from Peony, it comes from the ink leisure behind Peony. At this time, he was looking at Xia Hou coldly, with a hint of severity in his expression.

"Heh..."Xia Hou grinned nonsensively: "You know this on the street?"

Mo Xian said slowly and coldly: "Like stepping on Kyushu, the Dijiang is hidden in the deep building." Haven't you heard of it?"

"Cut, what a mess. ”

Obviously, Xia Hou had never heard such a hidden poem.

He flicked the palm of his high finger on his waist, his eyes turned to Mo Xian even more unslashedly, and said disdainfully: "Don't give me these literary crepes, grandpa, I don't understand." If that bastard was really as sharp as you say, then he should have made a move a long time ago? What kind of thing is it that sneakily hides in the shadows?"

"It's tacit. ”

Seeing that Xiahou was so unreasonable, Peony didn't want him to continue arguing with Mo Xian. Therefore, she directly picked the key point and said slowly: "With Uncle Yuan's ability, it is easy to take down the twelve dead Xiao of the Soul Chasing Building, but he didn't do it. Because, Uncle Yuan knows very well that tonight's battle originated from the general trend. Urged by the momentum, neither he nor the prince of Yueyang will give up easily, and the power gained by shaking the mountains and rivers of the Southern Regions tonight cannot make concessions, and it is also difficult to make progress.

If the twelve dead Xiao are defeated, it can indeed lead Di Jiang to appear. It's just that if Di Jiang appears, then tonight's battle will definitely be beyond everyone's control. Because, Di Jiang and Uncle Yuan are both the strongest under the saints in the world, the battle between the strong, the life can be lost, the name can not be ended, plus the king's heavenly punishment has been broken by Uncle Yuan, the end of this battle will be one of the people falls, can end. Now, the chaos is about to begin, the war is imminent, and the saint's heavenly punishment hangs in the sky. Such a result is unbearable for the people in front of and behind the two sides tonight. After all, they still have a long way to go in the future, and this is the tacit understanding between them. ”

Blink...

Xia Hou blinked a few times as if he didn't understand.

But that's right, Peony has come up with such a set of esoteric strategic theories, and ordinary bachelors who practice intellectual debate have to consider it for half a moment before they can digest it. And Xiahou has always been reluctant to use his brains, how can he understand it all at once?

He pursed the corners of his lips, a little impatient.

"I said brother and sister, you talk in one way, why are you becoming more and more like Ah Xun. I don't understand, or you can tell me the point, you can't win this fight, so what are they doing here?"

"Shhhhh

Taking a deep breath, Peony was obviously angry.

She glanced at Xia Xun, who was standing quietly and looking at Yingshui in a daze, and at this moment she finally knew why Xia Xun was reluctant to deal with Xia Hou. She said it clearly for a long time, but Xiahou didn't even listen to the fur and asked the question again, which is really maddening.

However, this stubble peony was taken from Xia Xun's hand, whether Xia Hou understood it or not, she didn't have a reason to say it halfway through. The slender hands were lightly stripped of hair, the bright eyes were slightly closed, and the helpless Peony had no choice but to calm down a little, and continued to say patiently: "Uncle Yuan, they are actually waiting for the third person, which is also the odds proposed by Xia Xun beforehand. ”

Xia Hou was puzzled: "Who is the third person?"

"Don't worry..."

Peony gently lowered her hands, and her beautiful eyes slowly moved to the heart of the river: "In today's battle, the general trend is the top priority." Dijiang made a move, and both sides were defeated, and it was impossible to do it as a last resort. Mr. made a move, carrying the will of the people of the world, he was bound to lean towards Uncle Yuan, and the prince of Yueyang would never do it.

Therefore, looking at the overall situation so far, Uncle Yuan has already won the game, and there is no need to go further, just wait and see what happens. On the contrary, the prince of Yueyang is much more embarrassed, he is a prince, if he doesn't want to wait until Mr. comes forward to stop the situation and lose power, he must release the soldiers before Mr. makes a move. For him to do this, he will inevitably need a big man who can use the conflict at his fingertips as a medium to mediate between the two sides. Only in this way can he walk down the steps of tonight without losing his momentum. ”

"Saying all that, who is this person?" Xia Hou was very impatient.

"I don't know. ”

"You..."

Peony's seemingly perfunctory answer, of course Xia Hou was not satisfied. It's just that before he could speak, Peony raised his little hand and waved: "It's because I don't know, so we have to wait." But it is certain that the only person who can mediate tonight's game in the world is the saint. If it is not a saint who comes tonight, or if no one comes, then even if King Yueyang is powerful, it will not be enough to cause trouble. ”

At this point, it's actually quite clear.

Those who can understand will naturally understand, and those who can't understand will be in vain, even if they say it in detail. is like Xiahou, he has always been the one who is difficult to understand. And Mo Xian behind Peony already understood the ins and outs of tonight's situation at this time.

This is a "two-way game" that is both virtual and real...

Bury the strange soldiers, Fu Yueyang, borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul to call the people of the old times, in the name of pure yang blood feud is killing, from Zhou Yuanshan to try the knife to lead the situation to deteriorate, and then to Xia Yuan's attack and the soul chasing building to play against Yingshui. At the end of the night, everything that happened in Yingshui was not only for Xia Yuan's power, but also for the development of things to those who had never appeared behind King Yueyang, the purpose was to gradually force them from behind the scenes to the front of the stage.

The conspiracy is deep.

"Sasha..."

Peony didn't go any further, and Xiahou pouted in confusion. Mo Xian walked slowly to Xia Xun's side, and like Xia Xun, he also quietly watched the waves of Yingshui. The difference is that he didn't pay attention to it, and there seemed to be a strange look on his cold cheeks.

The morning light is swaying, and it is very beautiful.

Like a white sun and starspots, drifting and churning on the river. Schools of fish escaping from the middle of the river swim shallowly, and their pitch-black dorsal fins can be faintly seen, shuttling in schools through the water.

Mo Xian asked coldly, "What is your bureau?"

Looking at the schools of fish shuttling underwater, Xia Xun said calmly: "Sort of." ”

Mo Xian pondered for a moment and said, "It's not good." ”

Xia Xun was noncommittal and asked, "You mean Zhou Yuanshan?"

"Hmm. Mo Xian did not deny it.

"I'm sorry..."

Xia Xun seemed to expect Mo Xian to have such a play, so it was not surprising. He turned slightly sideways to face Mo Xian, bent down and bowed with his fists in both hands, and bowed to Mo Xian: "This matter has made it difficult for you and Brother Hou." ”

Mo Xian stood stunned, and just accepted Xia Xun's apology.

After saluting, Xia Xun straightened up again, and then continued at the end of his words, and said resolutely: "I know that Zhou Jian has always been good friends with you, and Zhou Yuanshan brought the pure yang of the Southern Regions to vote, so we should treat each other with courtesy." But, not this time. ”

Mo Xian didn't answer, and there was a hint of hesitation under his cold sword eyebrows. Xia Xun knew what Mo Xian was thinking at the moment, and there were some things that he should have said a long time ago, but after leaving Yueyang Tower, he always had a knot in his heart that he couldn't untie, so he neglected such a thing.

He said again: "The storm is coming, I will wait for Beijing to be imminent, and I can't take care of the future." On the occasion of leaving, this is the only one who can help Uncle Yuan share his worries. Uncle Yuan is not good at strategy, Lu Daochang is only good at wisdom and argument, Yueyang is deep, and the tiger is treacherous, although they have grandpa's tips to help, but the future is not necessarily perfect. Now my strategy is like a fierce medicine to remove poison, which needs to be fried with fierce fire and swallowed to achieve quick results, which is also what Uncle Yuan and they urgently need. ”

As he spoke, Xia Xun took a step sideways, put his hands on his waist at will, and looked at the long river. While he was looking into the distance, the green shirt fluttered with the river breeze, and a sword-like tenacity arose in vain in the calm breath. Just like the rushing river, the bold nature when the eagle strikes the sky, resolute and unhesitating.

"You see, the Yinghe River in front of us is water, the northern city is the furnace, the guests in the southern region last night are the salaries, the military horses in the city are the fire, and then we take advantage of the pure yang blood feud This cooking wind, we are all ready, we only owe an introduction that can immediately induce medicinal properties and calm the mind.

And Zhou Yuanshan can just meet the conditions of this introduction.

He was a disciple of the Pure Yang Sword Elder, the head of the Pure Yang Branch in the Southern Regions, and he had a friendship with the deans of the Academy. Only when this person is in danger can he arouse the anger of the Pure Yang Dao with the life of one person and resist King An together. Only his life and death can give Uncle Yuan and the deans an excuse to use the knife against Li Changan. And after this battle, no matter whether it succeeds or fails, the pure yang of the Southern Regions will definitely be cut off from the main vein of the Immortal Xing. On Xianxing Mountain, the two veins of sword and gossip will also diverge because of this. Li Changan has one more strong rival, and the Seven Star Academy has one more strong reinforcement. Four birds with one stone are the purpose of this policy. The person who forced out Li Changan behind him was only secondary. Compared with the life and death of tens of millions of people, Zhou Yuanshan's life alone is already the smallest sacrifice I can choose. There's no better option, and I think you can understand that. ”

“......”

The words are like a spring breeze bathing, and the words are like water and soft and clear.

Xia Xun's words were not concealed, and he bluntly told several people in the audience where his selfishness was, which made De Moxian feel a little guilty. After all, he was only thinking about the life and death of Zhou Yuanshan alone, while what Xia Xun was planning was the situation in the entire Southern Regions in the future. Compared with the two, which is more important, Hongmao Taishan, can be clear at a glance.

"Taught. ”

Mo Xian took half a step back, clenched his fists, and learned from Xia Xun before, bowed and bent down to return an apology. Seeing this, Xia Xun hurriedly took a step forward and stretched out his hand to support Mo Xian's fist: "Senior brother is serious. ”

"Tut-tut..."

It's just that the two of them behaved like this, but Xia Hou on the side couldn't look at it. He grinned, and then teased lightly: "I said that you two big men, disgusting or not? A little daughter-in-law is beside you, a famous disciple, squirming and pinching in broad daylight, what kind of system has it become?"

"Poof!"

As soon as Xiahou's words fell, a sword roared!

Mo Xian turned around in vain, and a cold light swept by!

By the time the sound of the sword died down, the three-foot Qingfeng had already come out of its sheath, and the sword had reached Xiahou's collarbone.

"You'd better shut up for me. ”

"Dare to use a knife against Lao Tzu?"

“......”