Chapter Twenty-Five: Unintentionally Not Dead

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A cup of freshly brewed tea next to it was steaming, echoing the comfort of the prince at this time.

I saw that he was wearing a purple official uniform, with a golden spider stripe belt around his waist, and his black hair stood up or a few white hairs were embellished in between, fixed with a gilded crown. The figure is slightly fat, and the purple robe is slightly long to the toes.

The most eye-catching thing is that a deer-shaped white jade pendant on the waist jumps into view, which is a treasure given by the royal family at the beginning of the world, and it is also the symbol of the Beijing Palace, which is located in North China.

White Eagle had always felt that one day he would die at the hands of King Beijing, and he had been dreaming the same dream for twenty years, terrible but so real.

There is always a bit of fatalism between him and King Beijing, of course, this is just White Eagle thinks so.

"How's things going?" King Beijing's tone was unhurried, but it gave people a sense of top-down oppression.

"The specific things are in the letter, it's just..."

King Beijing didn't rush him, he was the one who knew the White Eagle best. He will only finish if he feels the need.

Silence, as silent as water. The atmosphere in the room did not seem to be awkward, as if it was a tacit understanding formed between two people for more than 20 years.

The White Eagle has always been well aware of his identity, he is just a dagger, he just needs to get the task done well, that's all. King Beijing didn't need a son, and he had a son - Qian Buque.

"Ye Wuxin died, but we seem to be one step late, the body was not found, and Xiao Fei was not found. "White Eagle has seen Ye Wuxin before, and the two of them have also fought each other, but it was only because of an unnecessary misunderstanding.

"Ye Feng's son won't die so easily. King Beijing seemed to be very sure that Ye Wuxin was still alive.

"Recently, what has happened to Prince Zhong and King Chao?" King Beijing's face suddenly became a little ugly.

"The first gate in Shuzhong, the Tang Gate seems to be helping Prince Zhong. The white eagle's newly raised head quickly lowered again.

For so many years, he had never looked directly at King Beijing. More than 20 years of nurturing grace made him have an inexplicable feeling for the old man in his fifties in front of him.

He was overwhelmed by the weight of this heavy thing.

"Tang Zheng, hey, you really ....." With a light sigh, King Beijing had no intention of tasting tea.

"The king of the nest is said to be recruiting troops outside the border, and his power has taken shape in recent years. Members of the "Eagle Group" reported that he had secretly formed an alliance with Prince Chung. ”

"What!" King Beijing stood up suddenly, the teacup was tipped over, and the water flowed slowly on the ground like an adult earthworm.

King Beijing calmed down and turned around and walked into the back hall. He still has one last trump card, which is the man in the secret room.

The White Eagle turned and walked away, not saying a word.

Underground of the Beijing Palace, secret room.

"You're so hard. King Beijing looked at the back and said. I don't know if it's appreciating or rejoicing.

"The prince has won the award. The jumping flames stretched his back very long, and the reflection on the wall looked like a monster at first glance.

The man turned back with his hands on the stone table, revealing his pale face by the dim candlelight.

He is no one else, he is Ye Wuxin.

At this time, compared with three months ago, Ye Wuxin was simply like two people. His face was pale, his head was sweating, and his arm holding the table was shaking under his white shirt.

"That knife is only two inches from your heart, it's perfect. ”

Ye Wuxin didn't want to recall the scene of that day, he would rather believe that it was an unintentional deviation than see it as a caring care.

Perhaps, Murong Xue did deliberately leave two inches of space, but this would only make Ye Wuxin even more uncomfortable.

"The Murong family vigorously publicized the news of your death, and also held a martial arts conference. But it's not investigating the reason, it's more like celebrating. ”

In fact, Autumn Wind Pavilion has never done a bad thing, it's just something too good, but it will be classified as an alternative.

"Hmph!" Ye Wuxin didn't speak, and let out a sneer.

"You're as conceited as your father. ”

"You can't leave him alone, or I'll kill you. Before he finished speaking, Ye Wuxin fell to the ground.

It hurts!

"You should be quiet and listen to me. ”

This time Ye Wuxin was not talking, not because he was afraid of death, but because smart people should not be so stupid as to kill themselves.

By the faint light of the candle, everything spreads out like a light veil.

In 907 AD, Zhu Quanzhong, the king of Liang, usurped the Tang Dynasty as emperor, and the country name was Liang, and the Tang Dynasty perished.

In order to consolidate his power, King Liang posted a notice that he was willing to recruit swordsmen from all over the world and unify the world of Kyushu.

Helplessly, before the hegemony was achieved, the Liang State died.

Li Cunmao, the lord of the back hall, also has this idea, but there is a Khitan in the north and a flood in the south, although he is ambitious, but he is unconditional.

Ye Wuxin hated people who spoke slowly, and he suddenly missed Xiao Fei a little.

In the third year of the Qing Dynasty, the southeast country suddenly appeared a vision, and then Shi Jingjiao was called the emperor in Taiyuan, and the country name was Jin.

It was also in this year that a man who was said to have realized the way of the sword entered the palace.

Two months later, a clandestine activity called "Sword Net" began.

According to rumors, the lair of the sword net is in a place called Lethe.

"Lethe?" Ye Wuxin is too sensitive to this word now, because of this ghost place, he almost hung up.

"Yes, people who didn't go there never came back. Some say it's an island, others say it's a mysterious valley. There are also those who say that it is hell on earth, and some even say that it is a devil. In the eyes of the people of the rivers and lakes, it is a ghost, but there are always people who claim to be the swordsmen of Lethe and cause blood and rain on the rivers and lakes. ”

"Someone is still back. ”

Of course, King Beijing knew what Ye Wuxin was referring to, Ye Feng, Xiao Duan, the old man of the teahouse, and many Lechuan swordsmen also came back?

If Lethe is a place that only enters and does not leave, then this is a complete deception, maybe Lethe is just a nonsense used to scare the people of the rivers and lakes, or maybe it is a rumor from the mouth of some fool.

There is only one answer, and that is that they have never been to Lethe at all!

"The Lethe swordsmen haven't necessarily been to Lethe, maybe they're just tools. King Beijing's face was as solemn as a piece of black iron at this time.

"Lord Wang. "From the entrance of the secret room, another person came in, and it was the White Eagle.

The two glanced at each other, and King Beijing walked out as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Wait,, hey. Hey" As the door of the secret room closed again, Ye Wuxin was in despair.

Ye Wuxin thought that he would die one day, and even die miserably, but he didn't expect that one day he would even have to save some energy.

The last rays of light vanished into the chamber, and the light slipped away like a frightened mouse.

Ye Wuxin felt that he would not die, there was no reason, this was an intuition, and his intuition had always been very accurate, except for Murong Xue of course.