The Great Offering of the Sword Gate Necromancy Deed stood in the open space outside the Ice Plains Palace and looked up at the palace city, he had been motionless for a while, and no one knew what this old man with a transcendent identity in the Black Martial Empire was looking at and thinking.

Zeng Xu'er stopped to look at him for a while when he passed by, but chose not to ask, in Zeng Xu'er's opinion, several of the big offerings of the Sword Gate are all monsters, old monsters, the kind of old monsters that you can never figure out what their temperament is, and among the five great offerings of the Sword Gate, the one that is the most difficult to guess is the necromancy.

Moreover, this person's seniority in the Sword Gate is higher than that of the sect master Xin Fengyue, so no one dares to provoke him, if he encounters him in the Sword Gate on weekdays, Zeng Xu'er will also try to avoid it.

Just looked at the Ice Plains Palace like this, and after a long time, the Necromantic Deed let out a long breath, unwilling, he really wanted to compare with that woman, a person like him no longer had any pursuit in terms of identity or status, and the only pursuit he still had was swordsmanship.

The four swordsmen and the two great swordsmen were killed by that woman, and they only used one sword to kill, what a pity if such a swordsmanship could not be tried with his own hands.

However, now it seems that it is a little difficult to fight with that woman, I already know that it is a princess of Ningguo, and Ningguo has a border army approaching, and the masters of their level have made moves, in fact, there is no reservation, some people say that low-handed moves can not be pointed, and the master's moves are naturally measured, in fact, this is not comprehensive, if the master's move is really to fight with the kind of play that has reached the point, it is not a competition, it is a demonstration.

There are two kinds of competitions, victory and defeat, life and death.

When it comes to the masters of the level of the tea master and the necromantic contract, the difference between victory and defeat is the difference between life and death.

That's why the necromancy pact will be very regrettable, very regrettable, if he can't share the victory with that woman this time, then he shouldn't have another chance in the future, which will definitely be the first regret of his life.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong behind him, it was not a threat from the Ice Plains Palace in front of him, but behind him was the Sword Gate White Cavalry Army, how could someone make him feel threatened?

It's really just a feeling, not that something has happened, it's a threat that is there but nothing has happened yet.

"What are you thinking about the Great Offering?"

The voice came from behind the Necromantic Pact, and after hearing the voice, the Necromantic Pact breathed a sigh of relief, although he was extremely disgusted with the person who spoke, disgusted to the bone, but at least this person would not make a move on him.

So Necromantic Pact turned to look at the person behind him, "Why are you here?" ”

Behind him was a young man who looked personable, wearing a single robe, he was already beautiful and had a good temperament, and he was the only one who wore so little in this cold climate, which made it even more different.

But this is not where Necromantic Qi hates this person, what he hates is the kind of yin qi between this person's eyebrows, he is not very old next year, but he is like a goblin who has been cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, an old goblin, his eyes make people feel uncomfortable, making people feel that he will drink all the human blood in the next second, and it also makes people feel that he only keeps young by drinking human blood.

"Coincidentally."

The young man replied, and then looked at the Ice Plains Palace: "I heard that the person who the sect master asked me to arrest is here. ”

"Who's the one you're going to arrest?"

Necromancy immediately asked.

"It's nothing if you don't know about the big offerings, after all, the big offerings in the Sword Gate are rarely asked on weekdays, they are all trivial and complicated things, and they are not worth your trouble, but since you asked, then I will explain...... You also know that I left the Sword Gate before because Master asked me to do something, and it didn't go well, precisely because the person I wanted to arrest came here. ”

The young man pointed to the Ice Plains Palace: "Master asked me to bring the wife and children of Shen Leng, the general of Ning Kingdom, back to the Sword Gate, in order to blackmail Shen Leng and make Shen Leng betray Ning Kingdom, that is, the woman named Shen Chayan, this woman is in the Ice Plains Palace at this moment, and the great worship you are actually afraid of the situation when you have the advantage, and you don't even dare to attack?" ”

Necromancy's face sank: "Are you teaching me a lesson?" ”

Of course, the young man was the servant who fled in a hurry from Daning Dongjiang, he fled because he felt the killing intent of a peerless powerhouse against him, this feeling was very bad, he was not sure of victory, so he could only go.

But after returning to Heiwu, he heard about this incident, which was also a coincidence, so the hope in his heart burned again.

Seeing that the face of the Necromantic Deed was not good-looking, Fu Yue smiled and said: "The juniors naturally don't dare to have the idea of overstepping the rules, the juniors are just reminding the great worship, this person is very important to the Black Martial Empire, and it is also very important to the master, so it is also very important to the Sword Gate, take this person and bring it back, you can threaten Shen Leng, if a person like Shen Leng becomes a person from the Black Martial Empire, how much weight does it weigh?" Even if you can't become a person from the Black Martial Empire, you are no longer a person from Ning Guo, which is a great gain for the Black Martial Empire, and a great loss for Ning Guo. ”

"No way!"

Necromancy's face became more and more gloomy: "I don't care what the sect master gives you, but the matter here and now is my business, if you break the balance at this time, you think that you are a disciple of the sect master, I don't dare to punish you with the rules of the Sword Gate?" ”

"The juniors don't dare."

Fu Yue was still very polite, but in fact, he didn't take the necromancy deed in his eyes, he continued in a very flat tone: "Of course I won't destroy the great offering, but of course I will continue to do my thing, this is the master's explanation, unless it is now his old man who tells me that I don't need to do this matter, otherwise how can I give up easily?" The Great Offering should also know that Master doesn't like people who give up halfway. ”

Necromancy's fingers moved slightly, and it was anger.

Fu Yue saw his slight movement, but he still didn't have any fear, because he knew very well that the Necromantic Deed didn't dare to do anything to him, he was a closed disciple of Xin Fengyue, and many people were saying that he was the successor of the future Sword Sect Sect Master, so the Necromantic Deed was at most just scaring and scaring him.

"Great Offering, what are you worried about now?"

Fu Yue said as she walked around: "Because this woman is here, so you don't dare to continue attacking, you are afraid of causing a war between Heiwu and Ning, these are all right, understandable, because this woman appears here It does seem very tricky, but you might as well change your thinking, the person is not caught by you but me, even if the master wants to blame, of course it will not be blamed on you, after all...... Great OfferingAlthough you are a Great Offering, your authority in the Sword Gate seems to be lower than mine. ”

Instead of speaking, the Necromantic Pact took a step forward.

Fu Yue didn't continue to say anything, smiled and turned around: "The big offering can be thought about more, instead of such a direct refusal, I will take Shen Chayan and Master to make a difference, and you can take away the enemy without this constraint, then you can also make a difference, perfect or not?" ”

After saying this, Fu Yue turned around and left, still looking like a ghost who didn't take the necromantic contract seriously at all.

The necromancy didn't make a move in the end, he really couldn't casually kill Fu Yue, if he had changed to anyone in the Sword Sect except for Fu Yue, he would have killed him with a sword.

Zeng Xu'er came from a distance and frowned: "Why is this person here?" ”

Necromancy exhaled softly: "Like a hound, it smells like a hound." ”

"Whose taste?"

"The taste of that princess of Ningguo."

The Necromantic Pact was silent for a moment and then ordered: "Keep an eye on him, and before consulting the Sect Master, you must not let him do anything bad." ”

"Okay."

Zeng Xu'er nodded.

The two of them didn't like each other, but when someone who didn't like either of them appeared, the relationship between the two of them became close.

Fuyue didn't care about anyone, there was not just a building in the Ice Plains Palace, there were many houses, but they were all inhabited by soldiers, but with his status, he casually walked into a house he liked, and of course the people who lived in it had to move out obediently.

The smell of the room made him feel a little unbearable, and he hated the smell of these soldiers, but there was no other way for him to sleep outside.

The charcoal fire in the house was burning very strongly, and he sat down next to the stove, and Fu Yue's head was still thinking about how to prompt the Necromancy to order the attack to continue, he lost his hand in the eastern frontier of Daning, and it was an unacceptable shame for a person like him to miss, and if he didn't bring the woman named Shen Chayan back to Star City, it would be difficult for him to recover his previous undefeated mentality.

For a martial artist, especially a person who cultivates sword skills, the undefeated mentality is too important.

Of course, if it can cause Heiwu to go to war with Ning Guo because of this, it is even more important.

At this time, someone outside the door spoke, and Fu Yue glanced out: "Come in." ”

The white cavalry general Zeng Xu'er came in from outside with a smile, holding a quilt that looked relatively new, and his identity actually came to deliver a cup in person, of course, because of the special identity of Fuyue.

"Young master."

Zeng Xu'er put down the quilt and said flatteringly: "If there is anything else you need, just command, I will arrange someone to serve outside your door." ”

Fu Yue snorted, looked at Zeng Xu'er who was leaving, and suddenly asked: "You said, you arranged for someone to serve outside, but in fact, you arranged for someone to monitor me outside, right?" ”

Zeng Xu'er's face suddenly became a little difficult to look at, although this expression change was fleeting, but it was still seen by Fu Yue, so he smiled contemptuously: "You are the general of the Sword Gate Guardian Cavalry, of course, you should know better that the most important thing in the Sword Gate is status, so I want to ask you, if I let you do things at the same time as the Great Offering, who should you listen to?" ”

Zeng Xu'er scolded her mother in her heart, but she still had to answer respectfully: "Of course, I listen to the young master." ”

Fu Yue smiled: "So you still know, so...... If I asked you to give the order to continue the attack on the Icefield Palace, would you go to the Necromantic Pact to consult? ”

Zeng Xu'er scolded her mother in her heart again, and then said a little apologetically: "If you want to discuss, you should still discuss it, after all, the situation is a little complicated now." ”

"Oh."

Fuyue waved her hand: "I'm talking about playing, you go back and rest first." ”

Zeng Xu'er retreated as if she had been pardoned, and scolded Fuyue for the third time in her heart.

After Zeng Xu'er left, Fuyue's eyes became slightly cold.

"If the world is not chaotic, how can it be restored?"

He muttered eight words to himself, and his voice was very soft.