Yaozi returned to heaven alone, won a great victory at Tang Pass, and won the first 5,000 of the Liao army and 3,000 war horses. This good news spread quickly from Xingtang Pass to Kaifeng and came to Zhao Guangyi's desk.

Zhao Guangyi read the good news of more than 100 words more than ten times, as if there was some difficult mystery hidden in it. Eventually, he tossed the good news back to his desk, his knuckles tapping three times on the table.

A figure appeared silently in the study, bowing its head deferentially and saying nothing.

Zhao Guangyi asked, "Wang Jien, I told you to take over the hunting village, how is it going now?"

Wang Jian bowed his head and said: "The heads of the hunting houses in the major state capitals have been replaced, and now the hunting houses are all in the hands of the officials. ”

Zhao Guangyi smiled self-deprecatingly, and said in his heart: If it weren't for this good news, I would have thought so, but since Xiaoyaozi can even mobilize border soldiers, how can I dare to use the hunting village he left behind?

Zhao Guangyi said: "That's it, Liezhuang...... Withdraw it!"

With his words, he not only abolished a semi-official organization that ran across the country, but also gave up the only powerful tool at hand that could monitor the rivers and lakes, but for Zhao Guangyi, as long as the influence of Xiaoyaozi can be eliminated, nothing is not worth it.

Wang Jien obediently agreed, Zhao Guangyi was silent for a long time, and finally spoke again: "The arrest of Xiaoyaozi has also been withdrawn, and this will be done." ”

Wang Jien answered "Yes!" again, and the voice fell, and his figure had disappeared from the study, just as abrupt as when he appeared.

In Dingzhou Mansion, not far from Xingtang Pass, a family also got this good news through some unknown channel. Soon, several grey fluttering pigeons rose from the family's backyard and flew southwest.

A few days later, Murong Longcheng, far away in western Sichuan, was anxiously and excitedly waiting for the news of the war at the border pass. He had made all the preparations, and once the chaos broke out, he would immediately launch three ambushes, and within one day, he would be able to capture three easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack state capitals as the foundation for the revival of the Great Yan Kingdom.

How could he have expected that what he was waiting for was not "the Liao army breaking through the pass and entering, and the Great Song Dynasty and the opposition were shaken", but "the great victory of the Tang Pass, and the free son returned to the sky alone".

Murong Longcheng picked up the note brought by the carrier pigeon, and as soon as he glanced at it, he felt that the sky was spinning, and his eyes were full of gold stars. He endured the discomfort, looked at it carefully, and finally made sure that he was not mistaken, and his lifelong goal - the revival of the Great Yan Kingdom - was once again destroyed at the hands of that Xiaoyaozi!

Murong Longcheng looked up to the sky and roared, and before the whistling stopped, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out, splashing all over the table in front of him, and his body fell backwards.

Murong Qi, who was also in the study, was shocked, rushed forward and hugged him, shouting, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

But he saw that Murong Longcheng's eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, and his anger was like a gossamer. Murong Qi stretched out his hand to probe his pulse, only to feel that his pulse was weak and weak, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which was a sign that he could not afford to be seriously injured.

It turned out that Murong Longcheng was in Daba Mountain that day, in order to chase and kill the Empress Dowager Zhou, he had fought with Xiaoyaozi with all his might, and both of them suffered some internal injuries at that time;

However, at that time, the situation was urgent, and Murong Longcheng's power in the DPRK was about to be purged, so in order to fight back, he forcibly suppressed his injuries, infiltrated the palace, and disguised himself as Zhao Guangyi to assassinate Zhao Kuangyin, in order to provoke the two to fight infighting. When he left, he fought hard with Zhao Guangyi, and he was even more injured, and then he had to rush from Kaifeng to western Sichuan non-stop, even with his profound skills, he was on the verge of running out of oil and lamps.

At this time, the good news of Tang Guan came, which made him like a high-rise building stepping into the air, and he lost his footing by the Yangtze River.

Murong Qi hugged Murong Longcheng, pressing his dantian with one hand and the large vertebral point on the back of his neck with the other, and the deep internal force was continuously input into it, trying to stabilize the injuries in Murong Longcheng's body. However, Murong Longcheng's meridians and viscera are now in tatters, and no matter how much internal force is entered, it is like a mud cow entering the sea.

After about a meal, Murong Longcheng finally reacted. He coughed violently a few times, spurting out a lot of blood foam, Murong Qi was overjoyed, and increased the input of internal force.

Murong Longcheng pushed Murong Qi's hand away, shook his head weakly, and said, "Qi'er, don't bother, it's my father's injury...... Know ...... Father Himself"

Seeing that Murong Qi still wanted to say something, Murong Longcheng stopped him and said, "Time is running out for your father, don't you have to speak, and listen to your father."

Running around and planning for my father all his life, just to regain the glory of Dayan, but unfortunately the luck is not good, and he has been defeated repeatedly, not only failed to lay an inch of land for my Dayan country, but also lost half of the contacts and money accumulated by hard work before, and even the four generals who followed my birth and death were not spared, but fortunately, they all left their heirs, and they would not be extinct, otherwise they would be ashamed of their father's Jiuquan.

As for you, Qi'er, your martial arts have been passed down to the true inheritance of your father, but you still lack some fire. After the death of your father, you have to be extra careful of the Dali Duan clan and Xiaoyaozi's lineage, my Murong clan has a lot of grievances with them, both of which are forces with many talents, remember to focus on the great cause, don't easily provoke them.

There is also my grandson Murong Li, for his father's view, he has outstanding qualifications in martial arts, but he seems to be too intoxicated with martial arts, you have to be patient with him, don't forget my Murong Clan's mission.

Due to the failure of the two plots for my father, my Murong family and the Wang family have become a thorn in the side of Zhao Song, and when Zhao Guangyi sits firmly on the dragon chair, he will not give up. Yanbei and Bashu can no longer stop, only in the south, Wuyue is not the land of Zhao and Song. If you take Li'er, the four family heirs, and the Wang family to move to the land of Wuyue, Zhao Guangyi will be beyond his reach. In the future, even if Wu Yue is broken by Zhao Song, others will not be able to get out of the chaos ...... The origin of my Murong clan can be traced back in the household register.

There is another thing, last time we lost a lot in Daba Mountain, of course, because we fell into the trap of Xiaoyaozi, but if it weren't for our lack of water, the casualties would not have been so heavy. Remember, after you move to Wuyue, you will definitely live by water, and I, the descendants of Murong, must be proficient in water, and we must not repeat the mistakes of our fathers!"

Murong Longcheng said these words, his strength weakened more and more, and in the end, even every time he said a word, he had to breathe for a while, Murong Qi's heart was like a knife, and he couldn't bear to stop it, so he could only nod his head with tears in his eyes.

When Murong Longcheng saw it, he smiled and said, "Qi'er...... Incompetent for the father...... There are negative ...... Entrusted by the ancestors, this ...... Burdens, for the Father...... Handed over to ...... You ......" Before the word "you" was finished, his body went weak and he lost his breath.

"Father!" Murong Qi cried out in pain, and the internal force of his hands was output again, but this time, let him continue to input true qi, from sunset to sunrise, the only change in Murong Longcheng's body was that it gradually became cold and stiff. (To be continued.) )