"They're gone."

"What should we do next?"

The peak of the peak in the west of the city, on which the stout plants stand in a forest, when it is close to summer, it becomes more and more lush, overlooking the entire Xinzheng capital city, a hazy mist shrouds it.

As soon as the hour started, the quicksand group gathered there, looking at a touch of golden light on the horizon, and then the thick clouds floated, refracting the sun of ten thousand ways, and constantly dispelling the cool air between heaven and earth.

Dressed in a close-fitting purple dress, purple hair is lightly pulled, with silver hairpins curled into a cloud bun, slender and beautiful, lilac eye makeup is enchanting, white and slender palms move slowly at the side, eyes scan, looking at an area in the north of the city.

There, the two carriages were slowly driving out of Xinzheng, without any stop, all the way north, into the far distance, gradually disappearing into the depths of the eyes, crisp words permeated, and the purple girl fell on the rest of the people on the top of the mountain.

"Yesterday, I received news that the bloodied Hou Bai Yifei moved the 100,000 troops stationed on the border of Southern Chu to the land of Changshe, and the area of hundreds of miles south of Changshe was all under the protection of Wei and Chu."

"However, the Qin general Mengwu of the land of Chen's army has moved 100,000 troops to Luoyi, although the pressure from the north does not exist, but the hundreds of miles of land in the south are equivalent to being abandoned by the blood clothes."

"Due to the national situation, I am afraid that the next night will still be reused!"

The handsome young man in a light green brocade robe also withdrew his gaze, thinking back to the many news in the past few days, especially the secret report received yesterday, which was not only for the quicksand, but also for all the forces within Xinzheng.

Ten years ago, the general Ji Wuye became the one who turned the tide with his outstanding military exploits, which also made the whole of Korea shrouded in night during the ten years.

After all, now the soldiers above the eighth floor in South Korea are in the hands of the night, the bloody clothes are waiting for the transfer of soldiers, the southern front is tight, and the king of Han will undoubtedly reuse the bloody clothes to wait for them, and the position of the general is still in the bag of the night.

The crisp words swirled, saluting the purple-clothed noble boy and the black-clothed cold man kneeling on the velvet carpet beside him, they were the core of the quicksand.

"Ji Wuye is dead, the birds are gone, the four murderers are still there, they are indeed very tricky, but ...... The head is gone, and although the limbs are very powerful, they can easily be broken by division. ”

"It seems to be the same as the strong night in the past, but now it is just a dying struggle, Zifang, you also came to Zilanxuan so early today, I think it's because Zhang Xiangguo has something to look for me, right?"

Kneeling quietly on the velvet carpet, the purple-clothed noble son lightly held the blue sea Qiong bottle in his hand, facing the early morning breeze, the mellow fragrance in it was permeated, and the wine could be tasted at every moment, taking a deep breath, the aroma of the wine matched with the fresh air on the side, the whole person was much more comfortable.

Qiong Bottle shook slowly, did not drink, looked at the handsome young man standing on one side, with a slight smile on his face, and he could vaguely see himself ten years ago on this person's body.

"The Ninth Prince is really extraordinary, but it is so."

"Grandfather invited the ninth prince to talk at the house tonight, and I hope the son will agree!"

Bloody Hou Bai is not such a move, not only to put pressure on all the forces in Xinzheng, but also to put pressure on the king, before, when Ji Wuye was still alive, he could not really cover the sky with one hand.

With today's four murderers, it is already difficult to recover from before, and it is simply delusional to want the real night to fall, and I don't feel the same jealousy in my grandfather as I did for Ji Wuye.

Take a step forward, a humble gentleman, and etiquette, as long as the forces of the night can be divided, the power struggle in South Korea will be suppressed at a very small level, and the strategy in the chest of the ninth prince can also be slowly displayed.

"Lord Xiangguo invited, how dare Han Fei refuse!"

"Besides, Ji Wuye died, I have been looking forward to the position of this general for a long time, Bai Yifei transferred soldiers to Changshe, it seems that the south is in danger, but it is also an opportunity."

"An opportunity for us to meddle in the army!"

If you want to change Xinzheng, you can't just rely on strategy, in the previous Xinzheng, there were five generations of Xiangmen and Ji Wuye's mutual containment, Ji Wuye had soldiers in his hands, but he couldn't get involved in political affairs.

The five generations of Xiangmen are quite deep in the context of political affairs, but the army can not intervene, therefore, the stalemate between the two, only then can there be a breakthrough in quicksand, only then can there be a foothold in quicksand, and now the situation is completely disordered, and the army must be of interest to many people.

After speaking, he drank the mellow fragrance in his hand, and then a pair of eyes full of strange colors looked at the black-clothed cold man next to him.

Chu Guochun Shenjun died, Li Yuan ruled without authority, and the country was unstable. The Wei Wu soldiers of the Wei State have long been gone, and the strength of the army is weak, and this situation is an excellent opportunity.

"Humph!"

Although he didn't say much, a cold voice came out, the short silver-white hair moved at will under the comb of the golden forehead, the man in black groaned for a long time, tasted the wine in his hand, drank it all, flicked his fingers, knocked the jasper cup in his hand away, and the whole person stood up leisurely with a sword.

******

At the beginning of Chenshi, two carriages that had been prepared long ago went out from the north gate of Xinzheng, all the way to the north, where was the route of Zhou Qing to Xinzheng before, passing through the land of Zhaiyang, entering Luoyi, and then taking a boat to Weishui, entering Xianyang.

More than a month ago, he came alone, but now he is a few people returning, Yun Shu was rescued from Xueyi Castle by himself, and the reason for making jade is Li Kai and his wife, Xinzheng, it is no longer possible to make jade to stay.

Bird Pavilion and his party, after life and death, ended their fate with Zilanxuan, as for the bewitching woman who was by his side at the moment, it was a pledge, although the force of this pledge was not very good.

Sitting in the carriage, the emperor is a Taoist sent by the heavens and the earth, surrounded by cyan Xuanguang, and the invisible power of the Clear Realm spreads, directly enveloping the flame spirit Ji on his side.

Refining the art of fire charm, coupled with Baiyue's many heart control and illusion techniques, the Taoist method of "Qingjing" can be said to be the nemesis of his own cultivation, and it is okay to stay in his body for a while, but after half an hour, he can't help it at all.

The flame spirit Ji who was surrounded by a trace of flame aura walked out of the carriage boredly, looked at the accompanying carriage behind her, smiled brightly on her bewitching face, and jumped forward, and her graceful body poured into the other carriage like a fish.

"What are you doing here?"

Looking at the flaming woman in front of her who exudes endless bewitching meaning all over her body, she is dressed in a strange costume, and the key is that she does not have the face that her daughter should have, her snow-white fragrant shoulders are exposed, her surging breasts are half-covered, and her slender thighs are even more snow-white.

It's even worse than the dancing girl he saw in Zilanxuan, and what's even more hateful is that he has been staying by Gongzi's side, speaking softly, quite shamelessly, Yu Yan Lingji, Yun Shu has no good feelings.