"Senior Brother Liu must have underestimated me too much!"

A cold groan sounded from the Lingwu platform, and then, a cyan sword light shot out from the flying dust in the sky, piercing through the wind and clouds, stirring up a violent wind, and swept away the sand and dust on the Lingwu platform in an instant.

In the horrified gaze of countless disciples, a faint smile appeared on the face of the white-clothed man in the field, and he saw the long sword in his hand raised obliquely, and there was a sneering sound on the sword, the sword qi was swallowed, and the green glow surged.

Looking at it intently, there was obviously a deep scratch in front of Chu Tianqing, but this trace was only ten steps away from each other, which made Liu Mofeng's heart suddenly startled.

Could it be that he used the power of the Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure to strike a blow, but he only knocked Chu Tianqing back more than ten steps?

And the disciples outside the arena also let out a light commotion because of the scene in front of them, and the faces of those disciples with higher cultivation were even more shocked, the power of Liu Mofeng's sword was already shocking, and it was almost invincible in the middle of the innate realm, but the personal inheritance of Suoyun Pavilion in front of him actually raised his sword to easily dissolve this sword, how could everyone not show surprise?

"The power of the Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure is not weak, but it still owes a little bit of fire. Chu Tianqing narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

"You!" Liu Mofeng took a deep breath, his figure had already landed, and he was so angry by Chu Tianqing's words that his body couldn't help but take a few steps back, but the fear in his heart was undoubtedly revealed.

"Since Senior Brother Liu only has such strength, there is no need for thirty rounds. Chu Tianqing glanced at the sword in his hand with a smile, raised his eyes to look at Liu Mofeng, smiled, and said leisurely: "In the tenth round, you will be reduced to a waste!"

After that, Chu Tianqing's figure swept up suddenly, stepped on the fight, rushed with arrows, rushed towards Liu Mofeng, raised his hand and handed out a sword, the sword light flew into the sky, with Chu Tianqing's heart moved, the blue light on the sword appeared brighter and brighter, the sword qi was swallowed, and the sword momentum was extreme.

Liu Mofeng was immediately taken aback, but the consumption of that knife was particularly large, and now if he wants to use it again, what he consumes is not only essence blood and aura!

"Looks like that's the only way to go. ”

Seeing the white-clothed man rushing over, Liu Mofeng gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice in his heart, and then Liu Mofeng's mantra changed rapidly, and on the original wound, a wisp of bright red blood surged out.

It's just that this wisp of blood is more pure than Fang Cai's essence blood, as if it has some spirituality, and when it flows out of Liu Mofeng's body, it actually condenses into a ball and directly enters the feather fan.

This ball of blood is Liu Mofeng's natal essence blood, so compared to the blood sacrificed before, the aura contained is much richer!

With this group of natal essence blood coming out of his body, Liu Mofeng's face became even more pale, if he wanted to use the next move, he had to sacrifice this group of natal essence blood at the cost of more than ten years of life, otherwise even if he used the previous red blood knife, it would be difficult to resist Chu Tianqing's sword.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, his body took a few steps back, his face was hideous, and the red feather fan in his hand was full of blood, and it was even more red and black than before!

"Lift the clouds up!"

Liu Mofeng let out a deep sigh, the feather fan in his hand made a buzzing and trembling at this moment, Liu Mofeng suddenly waved the feather fan, and the red feathers fell from the feather fan, and the red glow on the flying feathers appeared, and in a few moments, it turned into thousands of flying feathers, and the flying feathers condensed into a strand, as if it was a long red dragon with a red body, which appeared on the Lingwu platform.

In the next moment, the red dragon roared out in the direction that Chu Tianqing was rushing from.

Chu Tianqing, who was rushing over, saw the red dragon condensed with red flying feathers, his eyes suddenly froze, but his body did not stop, but the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and he sped up a few more speeds.

Chu Tianqing paced out, and suddenly raised one hand, a sword swept away, and the blue light swayed, and in an instant, the wind and clouds surged on the Lingwu platform, and the sword intent was monstrous!

"Sword intent opens Shu. ”

Chu Tianqing let out a deep sigh, and when he was rushing, his body suddenly stunted, and at the same time that the first sword light swept out, he suddenly closed his eyes, and the long sword in his hand was intertwined with blue light, and the sword qi was dense, and it became more and more brilliant.

Invisibly, a breeze suddenly centered on Chu Tianqing, rippling open, and in the blink of an eye, that breeze suddenly turned into a violent wind, and the blue light in this wind was intertwined, as if mixed with a trace of sharp qi, it was that majestic and incomparable sword intent!

Chu Tianqing slashed the sword with his backhand, the sword light suddenly paused, and then the sword momentum soared rapidly, the sword intent soared into the sky, and the wisps of blue light intertwined in the wind, and finally towards one place, the clouds gathered, condensed into a strand, like a green dragon, appeared on Chu Tianqing's sword.

"Slash!"

I only heard a deep groan, which came from the Lingwu Platform, and then, a sword in Chu Tianqing's hand suddenly swept out, and countless sword qi was like a flying rainbow, swaying out!

The surging sword intent was like a tide, surging away with the cyan sword qi, but for a moment of contact with the red dragon transformed by the flying feather, it slammed into the red cloud with the momentum of breaking the bamboo.

Click.

Under the pouring of this violent and turbulent power, a slight crack appeared in the long dragon where the flying feathers were condensed, and then the crack expanded, and in an instant, it shattered in the eyes of many disciples who were watching.

However, at the moment when the cyan sword light was about to touch Liu Mofeng, Chu Tianqing's heart suddenly moved, and that monstrous sword intent dissipated in an instant.

It's just that the momentum that swept out was not under Chu Tianqing's control, and the residual strong wind swept like a raging wind, and he flew out upside down when he was about to retreat, and then his body suddenly retreated dozens of steps before he could be stabilized.

Chu Tianqing raised his head and smiled at Liu Mofeng, who was in an embarrassed figure a hundred steps away, "You lost"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence on the Lingwu platform, as silent as death. The disciples who were holding their breath and concentrating on it all took a deep breath and looked at each other with stunned faces.

This person surnamed Chu was passed down in only ten rounds to completely defeat Liu Mofeng?

Chu Tianqing turned a deaf ear to the light commotion that was gradually rising outside the field, raised his head indifferently, stepped forward with his sword, and said indifferently: "Since Senior Brother Liu has lost, according to Fang Cai's agreement, he will abolish his cultivation and get out of Shuyun." ”

Chapter 101 The Quagmire

Chu Tianqing's tone was calm, but when these words fell into Liu Mofeng's ears, they were particularly harsh, his face was particularly ugly, looking at the indifferent look revealed in the white-clothed man's Danfeng eyes, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"If Senior Brother Liu doesn't want to do it himself, then Chu doesn't mind doing it for him. ”

Chu Tianqing looked at Liu Mofeng, who had been frightened, indifferent in his heart, holding the long sword with an indifferent expression, and walked forward step by step. Every time he took a step, the fear on Liu Mofeng's face became more and more intense.

When the distance between the two was only ten steps, Liu Mofeng's eyes were full of fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "I, I know that I am wrong, I will definitely not dare to do it again in the future, and I hope that Senior Brother Chu will be magnanimous and spare me this time, as long as I ...... As long as Senior Brother Chu is willing to spare me, even if it is to be a cow and a horse in the future, I am also willing!"

Hearing this, Chu Tianqing couldn't help but sneer: "Even if I want to spare you, the rules of Shuyun Gate can't bypass you." ”

When Liu Mofeng heard this, he sighed in his heart, his face was full of fear, he immediately gritted his teeth, turned over and jumped up, his body jumped, and he wanted to escape, but he didn't expect that he had just taken a step on his front foot, and a fierce sword qi was swayed out.

The sword qi hit the nail on the head, and directly cut off Liu Mofeng's thigh, Liu Mofeng screamed in pain, his body became more and more slender, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Chu Tianqing's face was gloomy, his cold gaze fell on Liu Mofeng, and he sneered: "Come when you say you, leave when you say you go, should you be visiting the kiln?"

The audience was dead silent, the needle drop could be heard, the white clothes were carrying a long sword, pacing proudly, walking towards Liu Mofeng, with murderous intent on his face, and the blue light on the sword flowed.

Seeing this, Liu Mofeng couldn't help but tremble, his face was like a mourning concubine, revealing a very ugly crying face, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Senior brother spare your life, junior brother spare your life!"

It's just that Chu Tianqing turned a deaf ear to Liu Mofeng's continuous begging for mercy, walked in front of Liu Mofeng with a sneer, raised his sword, and directly broke the tendons and veins on Liu Mofeng's legs.

"This sword is because you ignore the rules of Shuyun Gate. ”

Chu Tianqing's cold voice sounded from the Lingwu platform, not only Liu Mofeng, who was picked off his foot warp, but also many disciples outside the arena, who were stunned because of this scene.

Who would have known that this seemingly gentle and jade-like Chu family heirloom would have such a vigorous and resolute hand!

However, Chu Tianqing looked useless, this kind of thing in front of him that cut off people's meridians, if compared with the Kyushu Conference, it would seem to be there

However, Chu Tianqing looked useless, this kind of thing in front of him that broke people's meridians, if compared with the Kyushu Conference, it would be a bit of a small fight.

In that Kyushu Conference, it was far more bloody than the current matter of picking and breaking bones, and there were more cases of killing people and being killed, and Chu Tianqing's heart would naturally change, so it was better to pick up his old business than to let him pretend to be a decent man and gentleman in a high-sounding manner.

In Liu Mofeng's eyes full of fear, Chu Tianqing raised his long sword again, "This sword is because you killed your fellow disciple in vain." ”

The cold light of the tip of the sword flickered, and in an instant, all the meridians on Liu Mofeng's hands and feet were cut off, and even if such injuries could be recovered in the future, they would inevitably be infected with irreparable hidden diseases.

Liu Mofeng was extremely frightened, because after Fang had just sacrificed his natal essence blood, his face was pale, and he had no power to resist, after being picked off and breaking the meridians of his limbs, an incomprehensible pain spread all over his body, and a trace of outright fear spread in his heart.

"The last sword, because of your yin and evil nature, you have gone astray in cultivating immortals!"

Before Chu Tianqing could hand over the next sword, an old deep shout came from a leisurely voice, suddenly east, suddenly west, and he couldn't tell where it came from.

The voice had just settled, and I saw a sword qi, which was swaying out from the distant sky, the sword qi was cyan and bright, and the sword intent was majestic, even if Tang Yi was watching under the Lingwu platform, he couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

That sword qi flickered one after another in the air, and then with a whoosh, it rushed into Liu Mofeng's body.

"Ahh

When that sword qi rushed into Liu Mofeng's body, he fell to his knees, his face was hideous, his expression was distorted, and a cry of pain resounded sharply throughout the entire Lingwu platform.

Liu Mofeng only felt that there seemed to be a flame burning in his body, scorching his internal organs, and in the mud pill palace on the top of his acupoint, there was a burst of buzzing, trance, and endless pain spread in Liu Mofeng's body, Rao was with Chu Tianqing's concentration, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw this.

Seeing this, the six immortal masters on the Lingwu high platform were all shocked, Dong Lushan immediately looked horrified, stared at the scene in that scene, and said in a trembling voice: "This is ...... Conscience Sword!"

Tang Yi frowned and looked in the direction of the sword qi swinging, and then the six pavilion masters on the high platform also looked at each other one after another.

I saw that above the distant sky, it was the Tsing Yi Imperial Sword, standing in the air, with an old face and an indifferent expression, overlooking the huge Shu world.

Chu Tianqing on the Lingwu platform also raised his eyes, looked at the Tsing Yi figure in the void of the sword, smiled, held the sword and bowed to the Tsing Yi man, and said with a respectful smile: "Thank you Zhao seniors for your help!"

The man in green clothes with the sword was expressionless, nodded noncommittally, and did not stop there, his mind quietly turned, and the blade of the long sword that he stepped on under his feet turned and soared, disappearing into the sky of the extreme north.

Dong Lushan, Hou Min and the others looked at the figure in Tsing Yi that disappeared into the sky, and they all looked in a trance, but Li Qiuyue still showed a calm look on her face and muttered softly.

"That's Zhao Jianxian who killed Beixuan three hundred years ago?"

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Dongxuan, Daming Kingdom.

As the capital of the Ming Kingdom, Yu'an City is full of traffic and crowds, which can be described as a prosperous scene.

The sentence "Nine days open the palace, and all countries worship the crown" refers to the sentence "Nine days open the palace, and all countries are clothed and crowned" refers to this ancient city of Yu'an, which has stood for thousands of years.

As a great country in the east, the Ming Kingdom has 70 cities and counties, a population of 10,000, 200,000 Jiashi in the west, Zhenning Sui, and 300,000 iron cavalry in the south.

More than ten years ago, in the Spring and Autumn War, the Ming Kingdom was with 300,000 iron horsemen in southern Xinjiang, stepping on one small country after another, one city after another, and taking the barren land in the northwest as the boundary to build cities to resist foreign races.

Outside the city of Yu'an, there are two horsemen who come from the dust, a man and a woman, the man is dressed in black, wearing a double sword at his waist, his appearance is not outstanding, but his temperament is not like a layman. The woman dressed in a brocade dress can be described as good-looking, slender, even if it is not a country and a city, but she can definitely afford the word "beauty".

"I haven't come to Daming for a few years, Yu'an City has not changed much, it is still this magnificent scene, and it really lives up to the reputation of 'thousands of officials look forward to Yu'an, and all countries worship Hanyuan'. ”

The man in black stopped his horse, slowed down, and slowly entered the city, looking at this prosperous ancient capital, and sighed sincerely.

The woman in green clothes smiled noncommittally: "There is a huge Yu'an City, which has not been peaceful in the past few years, and in this city, I am afraid that there are no less than thirty dead eagle dogs in the palace alone. ”

The man in black didn't seem to hear what the woman said, and when he reached the city gate, he turned over and dismounted, led the tall horse, walked slowly, and stopped for a while after entering the city, found a wine shop on the side of the street, and sat down leisurely.

He asked Xiao Er for two pots of sake, turned his head to look at the majestic palace in the inner city, and said with a smile: "I wonder if Senior Sister Moxue has ever heard of the two uniques of the Ming Kingdom?"

Tang Moxue, who was dressed in brocade, shook her head, "Although I was born in the Ming Dynasty, I grew up in Shuyun since I was a child, and when I came to the Ming Kingdom, I only went to the palace twice, and I never came to Yu'an. ”

Wei Ling drank a cup of himself, "The Daming Iron Cavalry is a must, but the 300,000 Iron Riders are all in the hands of the King of Huainan, to put it more clearly, it is not the thing in power on the dragon chair in the palace; ”

"According to rumors, the one on the dragon chair of the Ming Kingdom today can be regarded as a merry emperor, the ancients often said, 'three thousand red apricots are full of spring', but the beauty that this merry emperor holds in his hand, that is only three thousand?"

After drinking a glass of wine, Wei Ling relieved the tiredness of the long journey, and when he looked at the luxurious palace, he couldn't help but smile strangely:

"It is said that this merry emperor has three good, good poetry and painting, good wine, better beauty, more than ten years ago in the Spring and Autumn War, the kings of the other two countries are all collecting the world's rare treasures, literati and talents, but the one on the dragon chair today is good, do not treasure strange treasures, only accept the four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, do not seek capable people, only seek pink beauties. ”

Speaking of this, Wei Ling smiled: "In the palace of many dynasties where mountains and rivers were broken, there were many women with transcendent appearances who were taken captive into the palace of the Ming Dynasty by one of his edicts...... Tsk, if it were me, even if I didn't want the world, I would think about taking that palace into my pocket!"

Tang Moxue just looked at the majestic city and was stunned, ignoring Wei Ling's gag words, and after a long time, she joked to Wei Ling: "Senior Brother Wei Ling's three times into the Western Chu Imperial Palace was like a leisurely stroll, and it was not easy to take the head of the person on the dragon chair?"

When Wei Ling heard this, he sighed helplessly:

"As big as the rise and fall of the world, the change of dynasties, as small as a person's birth, old age, sickness and death, there is a way to follow in this world, to put it in layman's terms, there is a thing called luck in this world, whether it is a mortal martial artist, or an immortal spirit, can not escape the constraints of this luck. Since that emperor can sit on the dragon chair, he must be a person with great luck, when I entered the Western Chu Imperial City three times, it was not the same as returning in vain, and I almost gave my life in the hands of the martial artist who used the sword."

When Tang Moxue heard this, she smiled: "If you say this, Senior Brother Tianqing can be regarded as a person with great luck?"

Wei Ling was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Even if you have great luck, I'm afraid it's not as good as the one in Southern Xinjiang, I'm afraid that no matter how hard that kid in Tianqing works, it will be difficult to reach the eleventh or twelfth of that one in Southern Xinjiang...... However, the immortal cultivator should have cut off the dust, the position of the king of Huainan, and even the 300,000 iron horsemen in southern Xinjiang, for Tianqing, it is not something that is difficult to give up. ”

Tang Moxue was noncommittal, got up and drank a glass of sake, and took a deep breath: "The general trend of the world, the rise and fall of luck, are not within our control, what we can do is to serve the palace and kill the loach that slipped into the Ming Kingdom for the palace." ”

Wei Ling also got up, shook the handle of the knife, and there was a cold light in his eyes, but he still looked leisurely, and said in that half-tone:

"If you want to touch the loaches in troubled waters, you are bound to fall into the stinky quagmire of the Ming Kingdom!"

Chapter 103 Zhao Xuansheng

Yu'an City, Wuhou Mansion.

A luxurious and magnificent courtyard, located in the palace, this courtyard that few people go in and out of, is more luxurious than the courtyard of the Marquis, the houses in the courtyard are densely arranged, a long corridor in a hundred steps, a short pavilion in ten steps, just by virtue of the red sandalwood carved fence of this long corridor, it can be seen.

The huge courtyard is very quiet and deep, look around, except for the warbler and the bird, there is no noise at all, although in the early spring, Yujing rarely rains in spring, but in this courtyard, it is rare to have a group of flowers and plants thriving southern scenery.

There is a magnificent pavilion in the courtyard, the pavilion presents the shape of Liuhe, three floors high, the momentum is magnificent, the door of the pavilion is open, the plaque of a piece of golden silk nanmu on the door, the four words of "nourishing qi and cultivating the heart" are written on it.

The scene in the pavilion is even more extravagant, you can see the famous calligraphy poems and paintings piled up everywhere, the famous ink treasure inkstone is countless, there are volumes of ancient books placed around the pavilion, all are of great value.

There are also six purple gold incense burners in the pavilion, placed around the pavilion, the mist is curling, the red sandalwood carved jade platform is a case, the pen and ink paper inkstone is placed at will, the ancient books of calligraphy and painting, the ink color in the inkstone is still new, a snow-white cooked Xuan is spread on the table at will, the book on the paper has a line of strong grass, such as the phoenix dancing and the dragon flying, at a glance you know that it comes from the calligraphy of everyone's handwriting.

"Today's chess is chaotic, you are distracted. ”

A flat tone of voice suddenly came out in the pavilion, and I looked at it intently, there were two people sitting opposite each other in the luxurious pavilion, one was aged sixties, one was about forty years old, not confused about the age, there was a low wooden table between the two, the table was engraved with a chessboard, and when the two were talking, black and white chess pieces quietly knocked down on the chessboard.

On the chessboard, white gains momentum and kills all sides, while black is restrained everywhere and is pressed to the point where it is difficult to move.

The man holding the black chess piece was the middle-aged man who was not confused, he looked at the chessboard, stunned, twisted a chess piece between his fingers, and tapped the chessboard lightly, thoughtful.

Seeing this, the old man frowned slightly, "Practicing martial arts is not a good deed, but it is not a good deed." ”

Hearing this, the person holding the black chess pursed his lips, and after a long time, he raised his eyes and glanced at the old man in the armor, and said: "The junior has a doubt in his heart, and he wants to ask Senior Zhao to understand. ”

The old man surnamed Zhao nodded.

The middle-aged man holding the black chess piece handed out the chess pieces and landed on the chessboard, "Dare to ask Senior Zhao, what are the rivers and lakes?"

When the old man surnamed Zhao heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Everyone in the world says that there are two rivers and lakes in Kyushu, one is the rivers and lakes of the martial arts, and the other is the rivers and lakes of the immortals. ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "Then Senior Zhao can be regarded as a romantic figure in the martial arts rivers and lakes." ”

The man is right, Zhao Xuansheng is now a sixtieth year, but he has half a time to become famous, Zhao Xuansheng practiced martial arts at the age of nine, although he has no chance with the immortal road, but he has great attainments in martial arts, and the extremely talented Zhao Xuansheng has the realm of a little martial arts master at the age of fourteen, and he can fight with the innate monk at the age of seventeen.

And this sword saint with the title of sword master, really holding the knife and practicing the knife, stepping on the peak of martial arts is already the crown age, and in just ten years, it is even more so that the martial arts master realizes the artistic conception of using the knife, and the sword intent has increased greatly, and he has entered the hall.

Half a year ago, Zhao Xuansheng held a knife in his hand, and he fought with the Xuanyang monk for more than 100 rounds, regardless of victory or defeat, and then it was three years, after Zhao Xuansheng found this person again, he only killed this person in thirty rounds.

Therefore, there is also the saying that the martial arts are extremely extreme and can kill Xuanyang.

Zhao Xuansheng praised the man, but he just smiled and shook his head: "If it is said that there are ten top ones in the rivers and lakes of martial arts, I can only be regarded as the last one at most." Although those who practice martial arts are mortal flesh and bones, it is difficult to reach those monk immortal families who swallow the aura of heaven and earth and ascend through the tribulation, but it is by no means as simple as wielding a knife to slash Xuanyang. ”

The man thought about it for a while, but he still heard it in a fog, and he was full of doubts in his heart, and muttered: "A kendo celebrity who likes piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, drinks spirits and drinks tea, in the history of martial arts, there is really such a person?"

"Therefore, the world often says that the rivers and lakes are thousands of years old, and the martial artists on the rivers and lakes are too forgetful after all, even if there are romantic characters stirring up shocking waves in this rivers and lakes six hundred years ago, after six hundred years of precipitation, even the ripples will not be seen. ”

Zhao Xuansheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It may also be that this sword immortal's poetry has covered up the dust of his sword path, after all, he can write famous sentences such as Tsing Yi Fu that have been passed down for hundreds of years, how many people in the world can do it?"

As soon as Zhao Xuansheng's words came out, the man was shocked, and said with a stunned and surprised face: "Could it be that the person mentioned by the predecessors is the poet saint Li Qingqing?"

Zhao Xuansheng smiled and said nothing, and picked up a chess piece again, and landed on the chessboard, at this time, the white chess gained a general trend, crushing all the way, even if it is a chess national player here, black chess may have been powerless.

"In this game, you lost. Zhao Xuansheng said indifferently.

The man smiled and shook his head, but after a moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he turned his head to look out of the pavilion, his brow furrowed.

Zhao Xuansheng smiled kindly, got up and stretched his body slightly, looked out of the pavilion, and said with a smile: "It seems that he is not an idle person to break into the heavily guarded Wuhou Mansion, right?"

The man's expression was a little solemn and he nodded.

Zhao Xuansheng sighed faintly, and scolded with a smile: "You little loach, you don't have a good life in Xichu, and you actually caused me some trouble, but it's okay, I haven't used a knife for some years, so I should move my muscles and bones!"

After that, he waved his robe, drank a glass of fine wine, raised his glass, and raised his glass to invite the deceased, "If you come, you will be safe, and the two of you don't have to hide it, wouldn't it be nice to come to my heart cultivation pavilion and drink a glass of wine together?"

Chapter 104 Dragon

Zhao Xuansheng's words had just settled, and the two figures and a few rabbits rose and fell, and they jumped into the huge Wuhou Mansion Pavilion.

"The wine is good, but if this wine is given by Zhao's seniors, the juniors really don't dare to drink it. ”

Wei Ling, who was dressed in black, put his hands on the hilt of the knife at his waist, and laughed out loud in a demeanor. Tang Moxue was wearing a brocade robe, supporting that beautiful face, and she looked at the middle-aged man next to Zhao Xuansheng, her eyes were particularly cold.

The middle-aged man felt the cold gaze, and disagreed, but looked at Wei Ling, who was laughing, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Wei Ling, I have no grudge against you, and I have nothing to do with Shu Yun, why don't you want to let me go?"

When Wei Ling heard this, he sneered and said: "Lu Li, Lu Li, since you plan to betray the palace and become an enemy of Southern Xinjiang, you can only die to apologize, I don't understand such a simple truth? Back then, I entered the Western Chu Imperial City three times, and I never took off the head of the prince of Western Chu, but I actually let you, the prince, slip away, it's a pity." ”

The middle-aged man named Lu Li, hearing this, couldn't help but tremble, gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't expect that you, Wei Ling, were also willing to be the lackeys of the palace, just for the sake of Chu Mo, the hereditary prince of southern Xinjiang, is it really worth your life for the palace?"

Wei Ling smiled and shook his head: "Wei Ling is just a scattered person, willing to do things for the palace, and it is not the eagle dog in the palace, but the king of Huainan was kind to me back then, and he went to this favor, as for the hereditary Chu Mo, he did win the hearts of 300,000 iron cavalry soldiers, but it is definitely not worth my Wei Ling's life." ”

Lu Li frowned, and said: "Since you don't work hard for Chu Mo, why do you have to work hard, if you let me live, it will be good for you and me, or for Daming Kingdom." ”

Wei Lingsen smiled coldly: "How about the Great Ming Kingdom, Wei Ling doesn't care, if you talk about benefits, your head is enough." ”

Lu Li clenched his fists, took a deep breath and said: "If you want me to die, from the day I betrayed the palace, my Lu Li's life has been between the swords, Lu Li has been reluctant to give up a single life, but he has to give me a reason to kill me." ”

Tang Moxue, who was beside Wei Ling, raised her face and looked at Lu Li with those clear eyes, "The palace really has no reason to kill you, but two years ago, you bought off that assassin and wanted to intercept and kill Chu Tianqing, the second son of the King of Huainan who participated in the Kyushu Conference, this is the reason to kill you." ”

Lu Li sighed: "This matter was entrusted by Chu Mo to me, if it is considered for the sake of the palace, and even the pattern of the entire southern Xinjiang, Chu Tianqing must not stay, if it weren't for the king of Huainan not listening to my advice, how could I Lu Li betray the palace back then?"

Wei Ling snorted coldly: "The two of them are brothers fighting, I Wei Ling really can't control it, since ancient times, the descendants are not passed on, the elders are not young, the king of Huainan has handed over the 300,000 iron cavalry in southern Xinjiang to Chu Mo, the position of the general of Tiance has already asked the court for the opportunity of hereditary replacement, Tianqing has no dispute about this matter, and has repeatedly retreated, and now he has cut off the worldly red dust and stepped into Shuyun to cultivate quietly, but that Chu Mo is good, but it is not."