The evening breeze is gentle, and the willow branches are flying. Come on,.!

The sunset in the imperial capital is like a song, and the afterglow of the setting sun is poured on the slender willow branches.

Luoxia Imperial Capital, compared with the prosperity and noise of the past, the current imperial capital is a little more depressed.

In the past, the bustling imperial capital was rarely empty, and the sun was setting, except for sparse and sparse figures shuttling between them.

Dressed in a green shirt, Ye Wushuang held a feather fan in his hand and walked out of the magnificent palace.

"Prime Minister!" several soldiers whispered.

With a slight smile, Ye Wushuang ascended the Sword Pavilion, condescendingly, with a panoramic view of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

"War, the people are suffering!" Ye Wushuang muttered, several successive wars have buried tens of millions of imperial army commanders outside the territory.

"Half a month has passed since the Fourth Great War, will the Fifth Great War be far away?" Ye Wushuang muttered softly.

The sound of steady footsteps sounded in the rear, and Ye Wushuang knew who was coming without looking back, and said in a deep voice: "Fanbai, how is the matter of the army?"

The person who came was Ye Fanbai, dressed in white, and the intention of killing was permeated on it.

"According to the Prime Minister's orders, each county has drawn out more than a million troops, gathered in the waste area, and laid out a heavy sword array!"

"Although there are hundreds of millions of troops, there is a clear difference in the strength of each county!"

Standing with his hands in his hands, Ye Fanbai was a little worried: "It's a bit unrealistic to integrate these rabble into a tiger and wolf lion in a short period of time!"

"Throughout the ages, any iron-blooded army needs the baptism of war, and the most important thing now is war!"

"Hundreds of millions of troops, it's okay to survive half of them!" Ye Wushuang said lightly.

"And this task is left to you and the broken army. You are better at leading the army than I am!" Ye Wushuang turned around and gently patted Ye Fanbai's shoulder.

"No!" Ye Fanbai responded.

"What's going on with one more thing?" Ye Wushuang asked.

"Various counties and counties have opened university halls, and various cities have opened schools, and there is no need to pay any fees, and all my martial gods can enter the academy to practice martial arts!" Ye Fanbai replied.

"Although in a short period of time, the academy has not been able to improve the strength of sentient beings. If it goes on for a long time, everyone in the empire can be a soldier!" Ye Fanbai said with sincere admiration.

The establishment of this academy completely broke the tradition of the past, whether it was entering the sect or the academy. All of them are the best choices.

However, this school is taught without class, regardless of mediocre qualifications, rich and poor. Anyone who is a martial god can enter the academy and practice exercises and martial arts for free.

The sunset blossomed, glowing with broken and unkempt blood red against the background of the setting sun.

Ye Wushuang raised his head, stared at the blood-like sunset, and chuckled: "I only wish that the martial gods will be alive, and everyone will be like a dragon!"

Ye Wushuang's chuckle echoed in the evening breeze, Ye Fanbai's body was shocked, and he muttered: "Martial God Cangsheng, everyone is like a dragon!"

"The head of the family has entrusted the entire empire to me. When the head of the family returns, I will build the empire into an empire no less than the Tiangang countries!"

Turning around, looking at Ye Wushuang's departing back, Ye Fanbai whispered, "Prime Minister." The head of the house has not fallen, and he will definitely come back, right?"

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang's figure paused slightly, stopped, and was silent for a few breaths. "What do you think?"

With his hands clasped, Ye Fanbai said with great conviction: "I firmly believe that the head of the family has not fallen, and one day, the head of the family will appear again!"

"At this point, I also firmly believe that he is not an ordinary person, he is the head of the family!" Ye Wushuang muttered to himself, stepping on the remnant sun of dusk and disappearing into the Sword Pavilion.

"Yes, he is the head of the family, and he has never let us down!" Turning around, Ye Fanbai looked at the Ye family at dusk, he firmly believed that the Ye family would only become more and more prosperous

Imperial Palace, in the barren courtyard, two cold tombstones swayed in the evening breeze, and the falling sun dyed the courtyard into a layer of gold.

The frost-like white hair swayed in the wind, Mu Chen grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand, took out the sword, closed the sword, and kept repeating this action without stopping.

Next to the courtyard street, the raised catkins flew one after another, rolled up into the sky, like snow catkins, and fell in the courtyard.

Ye Wushuang grabbed the wine jug in one hand and a feather fan in the other, stepped into the courtyard, raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Chen, sitting alone on the stone chair, silent, his eyes flashing with wisdom.

Ye Wushuang sat for a few hours, the twilight ended, the sunset disappeared at the end of the horizon, and the evening breeze came, bringing the coolness of the night.

"In the past, you didn't drink a drop of wine!" The bright sword light dissipated in the night, and Mu Chen suddenly spoke.

"Because in the past, I thought that drinking too much alcohol would paralyze my thinking, but now, my thinking has fallen into a dead end, and this wine has made me sober. Ye Wushuang raised his head, met those incomparably empty eyes, and said softly.

Hearing this, Mu Chen didn't say anything more, just quietly looked at the dark night sky, it has been more than a year, and that guy has not come back.

"Brother Mu, if he were the head of the family, how would he deal with the predicament in front of him?" Seeing that Mu Chen was silent, Ye Wushuang took the lead in asking.

"He will place Lan Gu and the others in an absolutely safe place, and then go outside the territory to guard the Martial God!" Mu Chen said lightly.

"Therefore, the safety of Lan Gu and the others will be handed over to Brother Mu!" Standing up, Ye Wushuang bowed to Mu Chen.

"That's why I didn't go to the Sword Tomb and the Jade Emperor Palace, at least, I have to keep his only bottom line!" Mu Chen raised his eyes, looking at the flickering lights in the distance, and the shadow of the sword, and sighed slightly.

Yan Shan's lights were swaying in the night wind, Ye Wushuang followed Mu Chen's gaze, and also sighed: "The killing intent on her body is getting stronger and stronger, and a layer of frost has condensed in the entire courtyard!"

"Taishang forgets her feelings, the way of seven killings, maybe one day, the killing intent on her body will even surpass that of Ye Chen's kid!" A deep voice sounded in the wind, Mu Chen and Ye Wushuang turned around one after another, and a tall figure appeared in the sight of the two.

"Fire Qilin senior!" Mu Chen and Ye Wushuang said at the same time.

"Wushuang, I'm going to the Sword Tomb!" the fire qilin swept over the two tombstones without a trace, and said softly with a touch of helplessness in his eyes.

"Senior, you want to go to the Sword Tomb?" Ye Wushuang's expression was stunned at first, and then he was relieved.

"The Jade Emperor Hall has Mo Che, Yue Chu Ge, plus many Beiqiu prisoners, more than a million guardians, and more than 100000 blood prison troops, the strength is strong, it is not difficult to resist the coalition forces of Wei Qi and other countries!"

"Although there are three generations on the other side of the Sword Tomb, the crown prince, plus hundreds of millions of soldiers, the prince and the three generations have suffered a lot of injuries in several battles, and their strength is no longer the same as it was at the beginning!"

"I can only go to the Sword Tomb to relieve their pressure, and as for the imperial capital, you will be fully responsible for the unequaled boy!"

The fire unicorn's heavy big hand slapped on Ye Wushuang's shoulder, and the corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth twitched slightly, obviously this slap was not easy to take.

"As for Lan Gu and that Qianchuan Xue Nizi, Concubine Xuan Nizi will be handed over to you to take care of, if the sword tomb is broken and the Jade Emperor collapses, you will take them out of this place. The fire qilin looked at Mu Chen and said solemnly.

"I will!" Mu Chen nodded.

With a slight smile, the fire qilin stopped speaking, turned around, and swept across the sky like a long rainbow.

In the courtyard in the distance, a figure with a sword suddenly stopped, and Qianchuan Xue looked up at the distant Changhong, was silent for a moment, and raised the sword again.

A biting and icy killing intent permeated the courtyard, and snow fell out of thin air, freezing the entire courtyard

At sunset, the tombstones are silent in the evening breeze.

A grass hut, a figure standing with hands in his hands, and pieces of snow slowly falling.

Ri Yan walked out of the grass hut, looked at the figure in the dusk, and said softly: "How is the injury, cough!"

"The combined blow of the Emperor of Great Yan and the Emperor of Great Zhao is not pleasant, although it did not touch the soul origin, but it severely damaged the soul!"

Turning around, meeting the gaze of the sun, the prince's face was a little pale.

"The next time we make a comeback, the offensive will be even more terrifying, ahem!" Hinata said with some concern.

"Hundreds of millions of soldiers, unless all the countries of Tiangang come, only the two kingdoms of Yan and Zhao will not be able to step into the Martial God!"

"Heh, I can repel the Yanzhao coalition army three times in a row, and the fourth time is also the same!" Rumo's long hair was dyed white by snow, and Prince Yun said lightly: "At least until the guy comes back, no one can step on the shore of the Martial God!"

"He'll definitely be back, he's the fifth generation of the moon god!" muttered as his eyes stared at the blood-red sky.

"If he falls, who will play chess with me?" the prince chuckled, "The person who can break my chess game is not so easy to die!"

After a pause, the crown prince continued, "How is the situation over there in the Jade Emperor Palace?"

"The fourth alliance of the Wei and Han kingdoms was repulsed again, Hell sent tens of millions of troops to suppress the Jade Emperor a few days ago, cough, plus those people in the land of Beiqiu, it is not difficult for the Jade Emperor Palace to block the fifth wave of offensive, cough!" The cold wind blew in his face, blowing the long hair on the forehead of the sun, revealing a miserable white face, participating in the four major wars, and the injuries he suffered were not good.

"That's good, as long as you keep these two places, then the martial god will be fine. The prince said lightly, holding the broken sword and walking towards the end of the sky: "It's time for the three generations to come back and rest, it's my turn to take care of the seal rift!" ......)

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