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Zhu Wen led Xiu Shenglong, covered with Xuanyi, the whole body was hanging down and blue, with twelve chapters, eight chapters in clothes, and four chapters in clothes, he slowly pulled out the sword at his waist, and stood with a sword in the array, his sleeves naturally drooped, covering the cold sword, and shook his head and said: "How can I not know what Zizhen said? It's just that the matter is big, I'd rather believe it, don't say more!"

Qinglong buried the ghost face in the deepest part of the darkness, and could only see the strange silhouette of the robe constantly wriggling, "There are weeks that are not revealed, the emperor's order is from time to time, the so-called way of heaven is constant, and there is no return, Your Majesty does the opposite, it is necessary, and it is time to wait for the sky!"

It seems to be a dream, and it seems to be talking to himself, the voice is clear to the ear, but the words are concentric, Zhu Wen only feels that the hairs stand on end, and he listens to it muddly, and he doesn't know what to do, and he said in a trembling voice: "Everything is silent, Zhong Qi is still silent, and the words of the gods are like fog, why not speak up?"

Qinglong's face was gloomy, and his bloody eyes seemed to contain a bottomless cannibal whirlpool, trying his best to absorb the surrounding spirits, which made people shudder, Zhu Wen shuddered, turned to look at the white tiger, and wondered: "I don't know what is the weapon of sacrificing to the sky?"

"What His Holiness said is to ask His Majesty to wait for the time of heaven, and when the time is ripe, the way of heaven can also go backwards. www.biquge.info The long hair on the forehead was blown up by the night wind, revealing a pair of pupils of different colors, one blue as the sea, and the other as red as blood, the white tiger stretched out the folding fan and covered half of his handsome face, he smiled evilly, and deliberately lowered his voice, and said: "Your Majesty can know Hongyu and Qingming?"

As soon as the words "Hongyu Qingming" came out, the corners of the white tiger's slightly raised lips were gradually smoothed by coldness, his face was already white and bloodless, and the backdrop of the white jade belt in that body added to the danger.

Zhu Wen gasped, as if cold water was poured directly from the heavenly spirit cover, he felt an indescribable cold and piercing, and said in a trembling voice: "I ...... I've never heard ......"

Before the words came out, he hated his cowardice, and then rubbed his fists, put his sword into the sheath, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "I want to fight all my life, how brave I am, now I have won the world, but I am more and more greedy for life and afraid of death, I have supreme power, this country is not stable, but my heart has become smaller, it is ridiculous to think about it!" He looked around and shouted: "Where is Deming? King Bo has been fighting with the army all the year round, and he has read poetry and books, and the anecdotes of the rivers and lakes must be like a treasure!"

Zhu Wen's mouth of Deming is Bo Wang Zhu Youwen, this son Zhu Wen for ten years, plain and unsmiling, rich five cars, although he is an adopted son, but both ability and political integrity, brave and good at fighting, if the general, is a product in the world, was once identified as the best candidate for the prince of Liang, the so-called tree big wind, sharp edge is not necessarily a good thing, may be destined to be the reason for his death!

The long black hair is scattered on the forehead, hiding the complaining eyes, the high nose bridge is bulging in the messy hair, and there is a resolute thin lip under it, King Bo's face is not handsome, almost ordinary and not like Wang Sun Guixuan, but the fit of his facial features is just right, giving people a feeling of spring breeze and easy to get close, but that pair of complaining eyes, there is always an endless story, which makes people full of curiosity, but there is no way to know.

Zhu Youwen took a few steps forward and arched his hand in the direction of Shangshu Jingxiang of the Ministry of War: "Lord Shangshu is a scholar of the Jinluan Palace, and if my father wants to ask, he must first ask Zi Zhencai." ”

"Zi Zhen is not talented, King Bo has a good reputation. "Jing Xiang is quite handsome and tall, although he is slightly thin, but he is not old, he bows his hand, the long hair flashes up the ghostly light will reflect his yellow-brown skin cold and gloomy, the whole person is floating out of the dust, the fairy wind bones are general, "The legend of the rivers and lakes, the Hongyu sword is soft and thin, the Qingying sword is hard and wide, the golden crow falls to the ground and derives the Qingying, and the jade rabbit Xu is born into the Hongyu, so the two swords, one yin and one yang, are the immortal gods in the rivers and lakes. The so-called heaven and humanity are mutually reinforcing, and the two swords are originally attracted to each other, but the people who hold the swords are against each other, and there is no good result!"

Dai Siyuan subconsciously stroked the saber on his waist, with a look of envy on his face, and said slowly: "The ancient sword cast by Ou Yezi is the best in China, and it has five handles for King Goujian of Yue, namely Zhanlu, Juque, Shengxie, Fish Intestine, Chunjun, and then cast three handles for King Chu Zhao, which are Longyuan, Tai'a, and Gongbu. ”

"If so, it is indeed a peerless instrument. Zhu Wen bowed his head, his brows were deeply locked, obviously preoccupied, and he asked again: "Dare to ask the gods, what is the whereabouts of this Hongyu Qingming?"

"The Qingying Sword was originally the treasure of the Zhutian Sect, but the jade-faced Rakshasa was the first disciple of the Emperor Shakti and one of the Five Uniques of the Central Plains, so the Qingying Sword naturally became the body of the jade-faced Rakshasa as a thing. Qinglong's voice was hoarse, with an inexplicable resentment, which hit people's hearts, "Your Majesty, please see, at this time, the fierce star is in full bloom, the comet is shining with it, although the jade-faced Rakshasa and the Lingshu Holy Maiden have the Zhutian Sect and the Three Mountains Demon Alliance to chase and intercept, but the tenth ghost fetus will definitely escape this catastrophe, this Qing Ming recognizes the Lord, and the law is very reversible, so it is not easy to get the Qing Ming heavy sword, on the other hand, Hongyu, so far the whereabouts are difficult to see, according to legend, it has long been sunk into the sea with the silver box, never to be reused!"

Under the white tiger's woman-like eyebrows, the pair of soul-sewitching eyes suddenly lit up, and the blue and red eyes seemed to be two extremes, making it impossible to force the eyes, and said with an evil smile: "Your Excellency doesn't know anything, the little god already knows the whereabouts of Hongyu!"

Even if the ruthless and insensitive Mu Ne person, hearing this, his body was still shocked, and the green dragon's bloody eyes were round, and he seemed to be extremely dissatisfied, and said angrily: "You...... You went to Wolong Peak?"

The painting fan swayed slightly, and the ink-colored landscape lined with a handsome face became more and more pale and weird, "That's right, the little god sought the whereabouts of Hongyu with a lot of gold in Wolong Peak last night, Feng Dao's old horseman finally opened the golden mouth, and the gossip was passed through Yin and Yang, and there was nothing else in the Kun box, only this sporadic pen and ink...... "He took out a piece of rancid thing from his arms, but saw that the blood stains had not been removed, as if it was a freshly peeled human and animal fur, and the three big characters of "Zhao Boyuan" were mentioned, and the handwriting was blurry and illegible, but it was a silver hook iron painting, and the pen walked the dragon.

Zhu Youqi narrowed his eyes, barely recognized, and said hurriedly: "Zhao ...... Zhao Boyuan? But Zhaozhou is the fief of Li Rong, how dare he go against the holy will? The father can issue an order to hand over Hongyu, otherwise the soldiers will meet, and I have heard that Zhao Boyuan is loyal and patriotic, and Hongyu must be at his fingertips!"

Qinglong used the knuckles as a hexagram, liquidating the fate and robbery, his bloody eyes were closed, as if he was in deep thought, and then his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and said: "If Your Majesty can get the Hongyu, it is to build a nest to attract the phoenix, and the little god has his own method to make the Qing Ming return to his place! Feng Dao can know the past and the future, has the ability to predict the future, and ranks first among the five peers in the rivers and lakes, this person is not used by the imperial court, and must be removed!"

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