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After receiving the latest battle report, Lingxuzi's legs were weak, and he fell to the ground with a pop, and his chest churned violently.

Yun Jiuzi, he actually went like this...... Absolutely impossible!

He still didn't believe it, and looked at the battle report in his hand again, and when he saw the sentence - "The predecessor of the ninth son of Guimen Yun went deep into the enemy's den and has been killed", there was a convulsion in his chest again, reminding him that this matter was indeed true.

Tears immediately fell, and Lingxuzi hid in his room like a child and cried. Crying and crying, grief and indignation, he stood up and went round the room like a trapped beast, and the more he turned his heart, the angrier he became.

Yiyangzi! What a shameless old man, you have to give me an explanation! And Xuanxuzi, you are really a villain, using this method to trick Yun Jiuzi and send him to death!

His chest was full of resentment, and he almost blew him up. At that moment, he suddenly remembered something. Hurried to the secret room.

This secret room is set up for the master, and there are many strange things in it, such as a strange blue bronze mirror in the corner, and many strange things.

But the most bizarre thing is a huge and elegant bronze lamp in the center of the secret room.

This bronze headlamp stretched out no less than three or five hundred branches, and each branch held a pale golden golden lamp, and now only a hundred or so golden lamps were lit, and each golden lamp burned a little strange blood-colored lamp like a bean at the wick.

Lingxuzi looked at the small lamp at the top, and sure enough, he was not disappointed, the small lamp was dim, but it was always tenaciously lit.

It's lit!Lingxuzi laughed, laughing so hard that his eyes swelled out.

If there is an outsider now, he will be considered crazy.

Only the Spirit Void Son knew what that meant. He sneered, Xuanxuzi, you are wrong, Yun Jiuzi is not dead! He must not be dead! If he dies, this lamp will be extinguished. But now it's clearly on!

Lingxuzi squinted excitedly at the blood-colored lamp for a while, and walked out of the door lightly, as if he was afraid that the small lamp would go out because of his movements.

He turned the mechanism and played the seal to lock the secret room again, and immediately sent someone to ask for the spirit stone.

After Lingshizi heard the news, he behaved exactly the same as Lingxuzi, sad and happy at first, but after calming down, he frowned.

The same is true of Lingxuzi, whose joy has long been replaced by worry. The Immortal Sect coalition thinks that Yun Jiuzi is dead, but Yun Jiuzi's natal golden lamp is still on, which only means one thing - that is, he is trapped and can't get out, and Xianzong can't find him and thinks he is dead!

Even the place where Yun Jiuzi was trapped, you can imagine what kind of Longtan tiger's den it is!

"What should I do?" Lingxuzi asked softly, "Shall we go out with Panjiao and let them send the coalition army to rescue Yun Jiuzi again?"

Ling Shizi sneered: "Do you think they are willing? This operation has broken three great masters of the Hedao Period, and even Kunlun Jiang Taozi has also folded there, and Xuanxuzi will definitely become retreating at this point." That place is the place where he returned with a feather, I am sure that he will not have the courage to send another coalition army to go deeper, he, the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect, cannot afford to lose again! Not to mention where is there still a great master of the Merge Dao Period in the entire Immortal Sect? As far as we know, the only three remaining three people are all folded in it this time. In public and private, I'm sure he will take the overall situation into account and say that this strange natal golden lamp of our Nine Departures can't prove anything!"

Lingxuzi nodded heavily, in fact, he thought the same way.

Ling Shizi had tears in his eyes, and said word by word: "Now, we can't do anything! We can't even tell Immortal Sect Yun Jiuzi that he is still alive." so as not to cause extraneous branches. ”

Lingxuzi nodded heavily again.

The two of them have worked together for many years, and they are almost heart-to-heart. Now I can only use the "death" of Yun Jiuzi to make a big fuss, force Kunlun and Emei to make concessions, use public opinion to make Jiulimen get temporary peace, and use this time to strengthen their strength as much as possible. After all, there are also Huangquan Hall and Ruyi Hall next to it.

"If there is a place in the world that can trap Yun Jiuzi, in fact, no one can save him, only he can save himself. I hope he is a good person. We must hold our breath. If he comes back, he will be our wonder soldier, and from then on he will really become our secret master of the Nine Leaves. But if we can't come back, we still can't save it. Lingshizi stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes, tears raining down.

Lingxuzi is the same, and the placket of his clothes has already been wet. The two of them looked at each other in the room, and they were all in silent old tears.

Having said that, how can the bottom of my heart not hurt! Yun Jiuzi Ancient Road is warm, and everyone admires it, and it has unconsciously become the pillar of Jiulimen during this time. With him, everyone's hearts will be much more stable. Thinking that he is somehow suffering in that terrible place, always in a life-and-death situation, but the two of them can do nothing for him, and even hide his situation and use his situation to make a big fuss. Thinking of this, even if the Lingxuzi Lingshizi is old and mature, how can it be embarrassing!

Similar to the painful scene between the two, there were bursts of laughter outside, and a familiar loud voice shouted: "Hei Yuan, get bigger! You are always so small, no wonder you even look down on you with that little bit of Huanhuan!"

"Whew-" A muffled roar grew louder and louder.

A large crowd of people made a noise, and the sound of the water shook like a mountain.

Hearing this, Lingxuzi and Lingshizi were anxious, and both of them shouted at the same time:

"Chu Hong!"

"Sixth!"

"You must not let him know!"

Lingshizi hurriedly said: The latest chapter of the little ghost breaking the sky "Hurry up and let him go out, after a long time, he will definitely guess the truth, and he has been asking Yun Jiuzi every day for the past few days." Hurry up and let him out!"

"What excuse?" Ling Xuzi was also anxious, "This guy is a carbon explosion, and he has a deep relationship with Yun Jiuzi, so he must not let him know!"

The two heads came together and discussed in a low voice for a while.

Half an hour later, Li Hong received the latest task, and immediately took Chu Xuan out of the mountain and went to the Five Kingdoms City of the Jin Kingdom to rescue Zhao Huan, the Holy Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty Xiaociyuan, and the Empress Zhao Gou's mother and queen to return to Lin'an.

In the reckless northern wilderness, the north wind is howling and the sky is full of snow.

This snow cannot be described as the kind of rubbing and pulling in the south, but it is falling and falling down with the north wind. The pass was filled in, all the ravines disappeared, and the river was frozen so that even the reflection could not be seen, except for the faint shape of a long white ribbon of winding rivers. The sky and the earth were dazzling and snow-white, stabbing his eyes with pain.

I only stayed for a moment in the heavy snow, and even my blood would freeze. This kind of cold is unimaginable for people who have not been to the northern country in person. Even the Jin people, who are most resistant to the cold in the north, do not dare to go out at this time, and have already prepared all kinds of winter things and large stacks of dry firewood, in the warm fire kang cat winter.

There was not the slightest sign of living creatures moving in the wilderness, only the wind and snow whistling fiercely.

Suddenly, there was a loud chanting, the voice was clear and heroic, and it gradually overwhelmed the howling north wind.

"The candle dragon perches on the cold door, and the light is still open.

Why can't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind is angry with the sky.

The snowflakes of Yanshan are as big as a seat, and the pieces are blown down Xuanyuan Terrace.

Youzhou thinks about the woman in December, stops singing and laughing at the double moth.

Leaning on the door to look at pedestrians, the Great Wall is bitter and sad.

Don't pick up the sword from time to time to save the side, and leave this tiger Wen golden hairpin.

There is a pair of white-feathered arrows in it, and spiders make webs and dust.

The arrows are empty, and people will not return to the war today.

I can't bear to see this. It was burned to ashes.

The Yellow River holds the soil, and the north wind, rain and snow are difficult to cut. "Note 1

The sound of poetry crossed the river and crossed the mountain, and suddenly a hundred miles away, and two people suddenly appeared on the mountain.

One person is dressed in a vermilion crane, wearing a quaint vermilion crown, tall, refreshed, bronze face, and a pair of narrow black eyes, which makes people forget the vulgar at first sight. The other was wearing a moon-white robe, a Lantian jade belt around his waist, a black mink fur on his shoulders, and a handsome and fair face.

The two of them stood proudly on the top of the mountain, their long clothes with a strange faint firelight, and they were bounced away when they flew into the body of the two of them three feet like heavy snow. The north wind blew, and the two of them hunted and flew in the corners of their clothes, looking at them like fairies and gods.

Chu Xuan said with a smile: "I think the sentence 'don't always lift the sword to save the side' is the best." ”

Li Hong laughed: "I think the sentence 'Yanshan snowflakes are as big as a seat' is the most appropriate for the occasion!"

Poetry in the wilderness is elegant. The two figures disappeared in the snow again, and when they appeared, they were hundreds of miles away.

This is already the Jinguo Tokyo Road, and the Five Kingdoms City is two hundred miles to the north.

In the autumn of the first year of Jingkang, the Jin soldiers invaded the south for the second time, and the eastern and western armies surrounded Bianjing. At the critical juncture, the demon Guo Jing said that he could ask the "divine soldiers" to retreat from the enemy, and Zhao Huan, the holy emperor of filial piety, believed it and ordered the city defenders to be withdrawn, opened the city gates, and asked the "divine soldiers" to retreat from the enemy. The Jin soldiers took the opportunity to attack Bianjing, and the emperor Zhao Ji and the then emperor Zhao Huan were captured as prisoners. In the spring of the following year, the Jin soldiers retreated north, not only swept away the property in the 92 treasury of the city, but also sacked the whole of Tokyo, and captured a large number of people such as the second emperor, the clan, and the ministers to the north.

The chariot and the horse Xiao Xiao, the Jin Kingdom was almost the entire Great Song Dynasty at that time, the convoy did not look at each other, and the former Tianhuang nobles were driven to the cold Huanglong Mansion by the Jin soldiers like cattle and horses.

This is the famous "Jingkang Shame".

The second emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, the emperor and the queen's concubine Emperor Ji Note 2, the clan, the Zongji Note 3, the ministers, the minister's relatives, and tens of thousands of beauties looted by the people were all taken captive to the north, and a large number of people died of illness and suicide, and there were nine out of ten who really arrived in the north.

Daojun Emperor Zhao Ji arrived in the Five Kingdoms City safely, but he died of illness three years ago, and he died a hundred times. When the news came back to Lin'an, Zhao Gou cried a lot.

The nobles of the clan who are still alive are all imprisoned in the Five Kingdoms City. This time, Li Hong and Chu Xuan wanted to rescue Zhao Huan and Zhao Gou's mother and wife, namely Empress Dowager Wei and Empress Xing.

Before leaving, Li Hong asked Chu Xuan: "So many clans are in the Five Kingdoms City, do we really only save three people? For example, if your brother is alive, save or not, what if you meet other poor people?"

Chu Xuan was silent for a long time and said, "It depends on the situation." We only have two people, the main targets are my imperial uncle and the queen mother, and the rest can only depend on the situation. As for those Emperor Ji Zongji concubines, no matter how pitiful they are, they have to forget it. ”

Li Hong felt compassion, and the man was just a man, at most he was hungry and cold. But those concubines of the Emperor Ji Sect must have ended up even worse, because one thing is very certain, they who are young and beautiful will definitely lose their chastity if they fall into the hands of the Jin people.

Zhao Gou never mentioned saving them, knowing that there were also his own five captive daughters. Obviously, even if these five daughters were still alive, Zhao Gou still didn't want to welcome them back at all.

What a bitter imperial flower.

Note 1: Li Bai's "North Wind Travels".

Note 2: The princess is the princess.

Note 3: Zongji is the daughter of the clan, which is equivalent to Gege in the Qing Dynasty.

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