In the past few days, Yi Xiao found that the green lotus in her head, which was shaking from time to time, had a tendency to grow gradually. Originally, it was just a phantom, but now it is gradually condensed and expanded, with three points of charm. Almost subconsciously, he immediately thought of the eight phases of heaven and man. But the eight phases of heaven and man are too ethereal, and the national teacher Yuan Tiangang has never explained to himself, Yi Xiao only thinks that the vision produced by the lotus phase in his mind is not taken to heart, and he has this green lotus, and when he is concentrating, he can clearly see the wind and grass from a hundred meters away. It may not be anything to people who practice martial arts, but Yi Xiao has never practiced since he was six years old, which can be regarded as beneficial.

Lifting the curtain, it was already dusk, he rubbed his eyes that were sour when he was reading a book, the red clothes in the car were sleeping with a sword, and there was a white gas in the center of his eyebrows, turning into a phoenix, constantly going in and out. Yi Xiao browsed the Qiliang library back then and learned that the cultivation of martial artists is to cultivate a breath of vitality, which is the source of communication between the breath in the body and the outside world. Only the master of the Nine Grades can achieve the vitality in the body and exhale, and there are also rumored to be born with a Dao fetus that is incomparably compatible with the Great Dao, and can be born with vitality out of the body, and the cultivation speed is a thousand miles a day.

Lao Duan put on a whim and put on a bandit makeup, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a beard, and a big smoking gun in his mouth, he didn't dare to smoke because of his poor health, but he just had a good time in his mouth. His driver had always been steady, but at this moment he trembled a little.

In an instant, three black crossbow arrows whistled through the air, and they came to the outside of the carriage almost instantly.

Almost at the same moment, there was no distinction between before and after, the corners of the eyes of the bottle Yunqing, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, moved slightly, the white qi in the center of his eyebrows converged instantly, and with a flick of his red sleeves, he saw three black crossbow arrows breaking through the air and returning, retreating against the whistling sound, and the speed was ten points faster.

Yi Xiao lowered her head and continued to read, as if she was accustomed to this situation, and asked lightly, "Black sleeves again?"

Previously, he was assassinated by Tianbang Fengqing on the Qijiang River, and there were countless harassments in the Qiliang Realm before, including the attacks along the way now, all of which came from the notorious assassin sect.

Black sleeves.

The black-sleeved assassin may not be the most powerful in the Central Plains, but it is indisputable that he is the most, the most annoying, and the most unguardable in the Central Plains. Wearing an ink coat, you don't want to kill with one hit, you don't want to hit the nail on the head, and you keep shooting in endless corners and corners until you are tired and tired, and then you cut off your head.

Several assassinations in Qi Liang made Black Sleeves figure out the strength of the guards around His Royal Highness, and then there was a shocking killing situation on the Qijiang River. It's just that the national teacher hid a hand of red-clothed counter-killing, making the black-sleeved killing game fall short.

There are many masters among the killers, and those top killers can kill people beyond the level, and the killer is different from the martial arts, holding his breath, only seeking a blow, and if he fails to achieve a blow, he will be thousands of miles away. And the killer is incognito, and the top killer does not reveal his true identity in front of the world, which often forms a situation in which the enemy is dark and the enemy is clear, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

"According to the rules of the black sleeves, a single business is divided into three steps to sharpen the knife and unsheath the killing, and the three steps are completed, whether it is successful or not, a single business is over. Yi Xiao smiled and looked at the three black-clothed people who fell in the grass a hundred meters away, all of them were crossbow arrows that pierced the eyebrows, and they died before they could die of poison, and thought to themselves, "The black sleeves don't take two customers, and now the second round of knife sharpening means that there is a second person who bought the black sleeve assassin to kill me." ”

He thought about it, and it was about three hours of reading today, so he gently closed the page, "The sword master in Fengting City claims to know the affairs of the world, and now at the end of April, the time to rush to the sword wine party is just enough, but if there is no protection for you on the road." I am afraid that there will be three more points in the attack, and then I will miss the sword and wine party, and I can't even enter the gate of the inner city of the Wind Court if I ask about the whereabouts of Changsheng. ”

After speaking, he laughed at himself, "Maybe it's not to kill me, it's just to stop me." ”

He looked at his nose and nose and heart, and the lotus in his brain shook his head slightly, but he heard Zhu Yunqi speak coldly, "Stopping you from asking Changsheng, what's the difference between killing you?"

Yi Xiao thought of the second brother in Lanling City who was hidden in the curtain all day long, and smiled helplessly, "I have been weak and sickly since I was a child, and the teacher said to the public that I will not live to be sixteen years old, so it can be regarded as half breaking my second brother's thoughts." So that I can have a stable study day in 16 years. My father spoiled me, my eldest brother spoiled me, and my second brother didn't speak, but he didn't embarrass me. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that I feel that my time is short, and I can't grab anything if I want to, so instead of tearing my face, it's better to be a brother who is not worthy of the name. ”

Bottle Yunqing opened his eyes and looked at Yi Xiao, who was slightly pale, he paused and continued, "But now that I'm going north, what if I find the longevity technique." My father spoils me the most, and he feels guilty about his mother, so they may not be able to rob me when the time comes. ”

"That's why they want me to die. The unsmiling second brother in Yi Xiao's mind is indeed in line with the motive of buying off the black sleeves to kill people, but the eldest brother has indeed been a kind-hearted corner over the years, and he doesn't look like the second person who can't wait to kill him.

"Do you want to fight?" looked out of the car and asked the question seemingly unintentionally.

And Yi Xiao thought about it and replied seriously, "I don't want to fight." ”

Unexpectedly, Hongyi'er didn't ask any further.

So both fell silent.

Yi Xiao touched her nose and said, "I really don't dare to be interested in the throne." ”

The simple long sword in Zhu Yunqing's arms rang loudly, "People always change." ”

Yi Xiao was noncommittal, and still smiled, "Maybe." ”

Tsuru Yunqi suddenly remembered something, she thought of the person who appeared frequently in the palace but is still equivalent to a blank, and said curiously, "What kind of person is your mother?"

Unexpectedly, Yi Xiao shook her head and replied decisively, "I don't know." ”

"To be exact, I don't remember. He tapped his head with his finger, "My father said that my mother died when I was not yet a year old. But I ...... No impressions. ”

"Haven't you forgotten?" Quan Yunyu narrowed his eyes and looked at Yi Xiao carefully, only to find that this Qi Liang Xiao Highness was really a little thin, and he was still wrapped in a coat at the end of April, and he didn't know why his body was so weak.

"Frankly speaking, I clearly remember everything that happened since the day of the six-year-old Night Temple exam," Yi Xiao replied with a wry smile, "I don't have any impression of the previous one." ”

In her mind, she vaguely thought of a major event in the first year, and the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't suppress it, and there was even a hint of absurdity, she tried her best to ask in a steady voice, "That, in addition to Empress Qingxuan's pursuit, is there any other name?"

"I remember, I asked when I was younger, but I forgot, I really can't remember. Yi Xiao actually had a time when he couldn't remember clearly, he frowned and tried to recall, "Father once called her, little white?"

When she heard these three words, her face was calm, and her heart was full of waves.

For Qi Liang and the Northern Wei Dynasty, the world only knows that His Majesty Qi Liang Xiao Wang only seals the side concubine, and there is a posthumous queen, but no one has ever seen the face of the queen of Qingxuan. No one knows who the Empress Qingxuan was during her lifetime, and the history in this regard was strictly covered by this powerful emperor.

Sixteen years ago, Qi Liang even broke the remnants of Chu and the old Zhao Southern Wu, which was the unification of Jiangnan Province, and the soldiers were strong and the horses were prosperous, but they did not immediately go north, but they only stationed troops, which seemed to be gaining momentum, but in fact gave the Northern Wei Dynasty a buffer opportunity, which is why there is now a trend of confrontation between the north and the south.

Others may not know, but the Mu family's red clothes are clear, and Qi Liang did not send troops back then. It's the iron-blooded hero, who is determined to cleanse Jiangnan Province.

Millions of male soldiers were transferred from the 36 counties of Kyushu to forcibly suppress the martial arts of Jiangnan Province, and the ten major sects were washed in blood. For three whole months, the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, no matter how high your realm is, you will turn into a handful of scorched earth. It's not just the top ten sects on the surface, as long as they participate in that incident, even the affiliated small sects are also uprooted.

And the Mu family was fortunate that they did not participate in that incident.

Tsuru Yunyu hoarsely spoke, unable to see the expression clearly under the veil, as if there was some sympathy, but also with compassion, "Do you want to know the truth?" ”

Yi Xiao saw Hongyi'er's uneasiness, and he shook his head, "No need." ”

He read all the books in the library, and worked hard to read books, wild history, essays, three teachings and nine streams, and crooked ways. It's just desperate to see the words related to the white clothes. Just want to find clues that everyone is unwilling to let him find.

But how could he possibly find him in the palace?

He couldn't find the white clothes.

When he was nine years old, he found the Jianghu Chronicles that recorded the collapse of the ten major sects of Jiangnan Province in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period.

In another month, in the second book of the third pavilion on the second floor, he found the legend of the Demon Dao Shura that recorded Wu Wangfu's death under the assassination of the Demon Dao, he carefully flipped through it, the Spring and Autumn War, the Demon Dao assassinated many generals, several princes, but none of them were listed in the territory of Qiliang.

After that, he learned that the Demon Dao had been destroyed, in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period.

After Qi Liang devoured Chu, Zhao and Wu, the ten major sects of Jiangnan Province were destroyed.

He was born in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period, and his mother, who still does not know her name, also died in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period.

He tried to raise his face and squeezed out an extremely ugly smile at Taruyun, "If they don't say, I won't ask." ”

Hongyi'er looked at this delicate little prince and was silent.

After a long time, the red-clothed bottle Yunzhen poked his head out to look at the scenery outside the car, and his voice fluttered to Yi Xiao's ears.

"I still remember that her name was Murong. ”

"The surname is Mu Mingrong. Prefer to wear white. ”