An unspeakable bitterness appeared on the face of the middle-aged man in plain clothes.

At this moment, he understood the choice of the old man who had been guarding the corner tower for many years.

"Do you want to see a powerful and thriving empire, yet you can ignore the lives and deaths of so many cultivators?"

"I understand your intentions, but unfortunately I don't agree. ”

He also felt the deliberate slowness of the force on the corner tower, but he shook his head anyway.

What's more, he didn't quite agree with what the mistress in the palace and the man on the throne did.

If he can compromise, he will compromise, and if he can't, he can only use the sword.

In Changling, many things can only be spoken with a sword.

Even if he can't win, at least the sword can represent his heart.

All the artemisia grass on the eaves of the Baoguangguan behind him snapped in an instant.

Those artemisia grasses that had grown for an unknown number of years, and had faintly emitted a precious light, emitted a lot of soft brilliance in an instant, pouring into the sword body in front of him.

Such a mysterious and powerful aura even made the high-ranking officer of the Terracotta Division in front of him change his face, and his entire body continued to retreat, leaving countless explosion-like air currents in the air.

However, the plain sword in front of him did not fall towards the high-ranking official of the Terracotta Division, nor did it face the force on the corner tower, but went directly up, towards the sky.

There was a roar.

At this time, all the pedestrians walking in the streets and alleys outside looked in the direction of Baoguang Temple.

A pure pillar of light appeared in Changling City, so high that it almost touched the bright moon.

This is just an incomprehensible miraculous picture for ordinary people, but for many people, it is a warning, a kind of heart.

The middle-aged man in plain clothes carried his hands behind his back, and the true yuan and heaven and earth vitality in his body continued to gush out of his body like a long river.

When the True Yuan and Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the body were completely exhausted, this pure pillar of light finally slowly disappeared.

The plain sword that flew extremely high in the air fell back, bringing out a white and crystalline light.

The sword fell like a meteor.

The middle-aged man in plain clothes greeted the fall of the plain sword.

Snort.

This plain sword pierced through his heart, pierced through his body, and with flowing blood, it was stuck in the stone ground behind him.

The queen was standing by the pond with lotus flowers.

The pillar of light and the sword light were very obvious, and she naturally saw it very clearly.

For some reason, she was inexplicably angry again.

Because she thought of Yan Xinlan.

thought of the sword intent that was also unyielding.

The blood in the body of the middle-aged man in plain clothes gushed out and continued to spray onto the hilt of the plain sword, flowing like a waterfall into the stone crevices underground.

He made decisive decisions, and his sword was fast enough, so he died quickly, without pain, and with a peaceful countenance.

The closed door behind him creaked open.

A round-faced girl came out to watch at this time.

In the shadows behind her, there were many teenagers, or girls, whose shoulders were constantly twitching.

The round-faced girl walked behind the middle-aged man in plain clothes, and she grabbed the hilt of the plain sword, which was covered in blood, and pulled it off the ground.

Looking at the round-faced girl's face without joy and sorrow, and watching her draw her sword, the senior officer of the Soldiers and Horses Division standing on the ground only felt that his heart was tightened, and he couldn't help but ask the person behind him in a deep voice: "Who is this woman?"

"Hu Jingjing. An official behind him couldn't help but feel a little harder to breathe, and said, "Lu Yan's personal disciple, an orphan girl." ”

The high-ranking official of the Terracotta Division was inexplicably a little unbearable, but looking at the appearance of the round-faced girl holding a sword, and looking at some of the figures behind her that began to be chaotic, he knew that this matter had to be prosecuted.

So he took another deep breath and said sharply, "What do you want?"

The round-faced girl raised her head, there were no tears in her eyes, but she said in a very palpitating flat tone: "Joining the war... Didn't you tell my master that you wanted us to go to the border?"

The high-ranking official of the Terracotta Division was inexplicably stunned.

Some of the cultivators behind him and some of the figures behind the round-faced girl were also inexplicably stunned.

But the strange thing is that everyone understands the girl's mind at this time... First, she is not strong enough now, and secondly, she needs to survive.

The high-ranking official of the Terracotta Division was speechless for a while, and closed his eyes in some pain.

"Crazy?"

He couldn't help but say these three words in his heart at this time.

He didn't question the queen's determination, nor did he doubt that the queen couldn't do such a thing, but from tonight, how many people's lives would be changed by her crazy choice, and how many terrible people would be created in the future?

Not far behind the high-ranking officer of the Terracotta Division, a carriage was parked.

There was a maid in the carriage.

This palace maid has now taken over part of the power of the palace maid surnamed Rong, and she has been on the throne for a short time, so her temperament is not as cold as the palace maid surnamed Rong, and her face is also more delicate and good-looking than the palace maid surnamed Rong.

Opposite her, the young man sitting was An Baoshi.

"I admire this female student at Baoguangguan. ”

When he saw the round-faced girl draw her sword and listen to her answer, An Baoshi turned her head to look at the palace maid and said, "Although her talent is very average, even most of the candidates who participated in the Minshan Sword Club are inferior, and her current cultivation is also very low, but I think she will definitely be stronger than the vast majority of young talents in Changling." ”

The Qingxiu palace maid bowed her head seriously and said, "What Mr. An said is true. ”

An Baoshi smiled faintly and said, "But no matter how good it is, it's useless, because among these young people in Changling, I am the strongest in the end." ”

The content of his words is very arrogant, but his demeanor and tone give people the feeling of taking it for granted.

The palace maid said seriously: "What Mr. An said is true. ”

Ding Ning stood in front of the window with his clothes draped.

He coughed softly.

He had already begun to use the Nine Dead Silkworms and the Continuation of Heaven Divine Technique to heal his injuries, but he knew not to appear too fast.

Looking at the pillar of sky-high light that disappeared in the Baoguang Temple, he said in a slightly cold voice: "Zheng Sleeve is really starting to go crazy. ”

"Are you proud or unhappy?"

The cold voice of the eldest grandson Qianxue sounded from the darkness.

Ding Ning turned around, looked at her, and said, "When I see many people dying and unable to do anything, I have no pride anymore. ”

"The Nine Dead Silkworms are here, she and Yuan Wu will not be happy. ”

Ding Ning was silent for a moment, and then said, "But if she and Yuanwu don't die, I won't be happy." ”

......

Huang Zhenwei was not on the corner tower.

But he sensed the power emanating from the corner tower, and he naturally saw the sky-high light emitted by the Treasure Light Temple, and for a long time to come, he was standing and unable to move, and his breathing could not be normal for a long time.

He seemed to be able to see the helplessness and sadness in the old man's eyes at this time, and he also seemed to be able to see the determination and firmness of the middle-aged man in plain clothes when he faced his sword.

He knew more people would die next.

He knew that the next would set off the same bloody storm as the first three years of Yuan Wu's accession to the throne, or even more violent.

He bit his lip in pain.

"Nine Dead Silkworms!"

Voices like this kept echoing through his body.

At this time, he was full of thoughts, if he wanted to end this, if he wanted to make the queen and the saint stop, the only way to find the nine dead silkworms was to find them.

......

On the Wei River, there is a small boat.

Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si, as well as Lin Zhuanjiu and Zhang Shifi, are all in this leaf boat, so the draft of this leaf boat is very deep, and it looks like it will sink into the water at any time.

Since that pillar of light lit up in Changling City, Bai Shanshui stood on the bow of the boat with her hands in her hands, she squinted her eyes and asked, "Master Lin, what can we do?"

Lin Zhujiu shook his head in the cabin and said, "I can't do anything, in fact, I'm not a military advisor, I'm just a housekeeper." ”

Zhang Shifu didn't react.

He was seriously injured, but at this time, he was behind Bai Shanshui and looked at the stove with peace of mind, and a pot of beef soup was boiling on the stove.

Lin Boiljiu loves to drink beef soup, he has not drunk such beef soup for a long time.

Zhao Si was stunned, looking at Lin Cooking, "What do you mean?"

(There will only be three shifts at most tomorrow, so you can't think of it...... ）