Du Ming knelt down, Bai Ze also fell down, and the ghost mark on the mountain between his eyebrows dimmed.
The three fingers of the sword spirit violently drained 70% of the true energy from his body. His vision went dark, and he couldn't even maintain his disguise and passed out.
The green light-shining spiritual formation in the valley suddenly disappeared, the edgeless sword fell, and the sword spirit disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
"Bitch...bitch, kill!" Du Qian was seriously injured, blood was flowing out desperately, and he knelt in front of the hut door.
"Protect the young master and retreat!" Before the Du family servants could react, the situation was reversed. In the blink of an eye, the second master died, and the young master was seriously injured. He was afraid, so he held up Du Ming and was about to retreat.
But it's easy to get in but hard to get out. Mu Qingling broke through the door and walked out, green smoke in hand, and sneered: "Can you leave?"
The girl, dressed in red and with a frosty face, immediately rushed into the crowd and headed straight for Du Qian.
"Kill her!" Du Qian struggled to break free from the support of his subordinates and roared angrily. His face was ferocious, but he spit out a mouthful of blood and was on the verge of collapse.
"Young Master!" the servant shouted, "keep the green hills here so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood."
"Kill her, or I'll kill you!" Du Qian was completely swallowed up by hatred. He tried his best to cover the wound on his chest, but he couldn't.
If this continues, he will definitely die.
"Kill!" More than ten members of the Du family roared through gritted teeth, then turned around and started fighting fiercely with Mu Qingling.
The hut was not spared and was chopped to pieces in an instant. Du Qian's face was ferocious. He leaned on Huangshan and moved towards Baize bit by bit.
He was unwilling to give in, but the passage of life made him understand that he would die. "If I die, you won't be able to live!" Du Qian stared at Bai Ze's figure lying on the ground, his face covered with veins, and he chuckled with a ferocious expression.
But he failed.
With frightened hooves, Linglu neighed, ran towards Du Qian, raised its front hooves as thick as a bowl, and stepped hard, crushing the bones of his shoulders and flying out on his back.
Du Qian fainted on the spot, but Linglu did not let go. He ran over and hit Du Qian's face with another hoof, trampling the young master of the Du family who was only eighteen years old beyond recognition.
"Young Master!!" The Du family's followers' eyes were about to burst.
But the girl in red was like a god of death, fighting among the crowd, regardless of the consequences, regardless of the injury, just to kill with one sword.
Hu Zhong was the only one on the other side who failed to survive five moves under Mu Qingling and had his arm cut off with a sword.
The guards in black were finally afraid. Now that Du Ming and Du Qian were dead, they had no chance of winning. "Let's go!"
"Sword clone." Mu Qingling was covered in wounds, and her complexion was pale due to excessive blood loss, but she did not dare to give them a chance of life, otherwise she and Bai Ze would definitely die if these people came back with others.
The girl wields a sword, and her body of green smoke transforms into seven, spinning around her. Mu Qingling pointed his sword, and the sword flew out, bringing up a fierce wind and pinning all the fleeing followers to the ground.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!" Seeing Mu Qingling's green smoke leave his hand on the other side of the broken arm, he yelled and rushed over with a knife. The blade enveloped the inch-long Pi Lian Dao Qi and hit the vital part of Mu Qingling's back.
"Spiritual shield!" Mu Qingling held out the black green spiritual shield and turned around to block it, but was knocked back two steps by the man with the broken arm.
The man with the broken arm slashed again, but Mu Qingling ducked with his waist, and then raised his spiritual shield, hitting the left elbow joint of the man with the knife in his hand, breaking the bones on the spot, and the man with the broken arm screamed in agony.
"Go to hell." Mu Qingling knocked the armless man over with his shield and pressed on him. The spiritual shield turned into the size of a human head and hit the man's head hard one after another.
The Nine-Colored Linglu trotted back to pick up Cuiyan and put it next to Mu Qingling. The girl suddenly realized, looking at the bloody scene around her, she suddenly bent over and vomited out, until the bile came out, and her mouth was filled with bitterness.
"It's so bitter." Mu Qingling suddenly understood what Bai Ze said. In fact, it was not the lotus root that was bitter, but his heart.
But she didn't understand whether she was feeling bitter at the moment, or bitter in her heart, or both.
The valley is silent and the blood flow is winding.
The moonlight is in the sky, and the world is silent.
That night, the pampered princess, after experiencing her own death and then entering a desperate situation, finally understood her father's words, "To stop fighting with force, you must kill until the opponent abandons his armor and abandons his troops and surrenders."
She saw the cruelty of the world and learned to wear a layer of armor in her heart.
Mu Qingling walked towards Bai Ze, took only three steps, fell to the ground and never got up again.
The nine-color spirit deer slowly walked toward Bai Ze.
The boy has returned to his childlike appearance, with clear features and weak breath. Linglu neighed, lowered his head, and looked at the mountain ghost seal between Bai Ze's eyebrows. He was silent for a moment, and then the green light glowed all over his body, slowly sealing towards Bai Ze's soul.
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Yan State, Handan.
The civil and military officials of Xuanzheng Palace argued for six hours. In the end, the officials were so excited that they rolled up their sleeves and started fighting in the main hall.
"How dignified, what decent!" King Zhao Huan of Yan slapped the throne angrily, "Where is the commander of the forbidden army? Come on, pull these madmen away, retreat from the court, retreat from the court!"
The commander of the imperial army rushed into the Xuanzheng Hall and pulled apart the civil and military officials who were struggling together. Some of them had been tricked by someone, and they had taken in less air and released more air.
The commander took a look and saw that it was Qida, the supervisory censor, one of the few upright people in the court.
That night, the imperial study room. The royal study room in the palace was the place where kings of all dynasties reviewed the memorials of officials.
It is false that King Yan reviewed the memorial, but it is true that he had sex with Concubine Xiang. The eunuch Wang Yong stayed outside the royal study, having long since learned to turn a deaf ear to the rumbling sounds inside.
He was just a little eunuch who grew up with King Yan. When King Yan came to the throne, he transformed into a palm eunuch who was respected by even the "three ministers" in the palace and was in charge of the king's jade seal.
Sima, Situ, Sikong. The Third Division was in charge of the Yan Dynasty's military department, officials, and finance. Today, Situ of the Yan State, the leader among the officials is none other than the younger brother of He Xian, the leader of the Seven Cities Rebels twenty years ago, the head of the He Family Clan in the Southern Region, and the High Minister of the Yan State, He Zongtang. All officials respectfully call him Situ Zongtang.
He Zongtang put on his official uniform and went to the imperial study room late at night. When he arrived at the door of the imperial study room, the eunuch Wang Yong hurriedly greeted him. He held Fu Chen in his hand and saluted, "Master Situ, your Majesty is reviewing the memorials of hundreds of officials. Concubine Xiang is also here." exist."
"Superintendent." He Zongtang, who was over fifty years old, dressed in official uniform and with a sharp face, returned the salute and said: "I have come to see you late at night. I have a hundred thousand urgent matters to report. I hope the Superintendent will be accommodating!"
"This..." Wang Yong, the eunuch, said hesitantly, "Concubine Xiang is in the imperial study. Your Majesty specially asked the old slave to guard the door so that no one can disturb her. Sir Situ, do you think?"
"It's urgent, we really can't delay it!" He Zongtang raised his voice and almost shouted.
"Lord Situ, keep quiet!" Wang Yong, the eunuch, was so frightened that he almost covered the mouth of the civil servant leader.
"Who is quarreling outside the imperial study?" King Yan heard the commotion and asked coldly, with a bad tone.
"My lord, I have an audience with He Zongtang!" He Zongtang knelt down and kowtowed.
"No!" King Yan snorted coldly, "I am busy with government affairs. If I have anything to do, we will discuss it at the court meeting tomorrow!"
"This matter is of great importance, Your Majesty!" He Zongtang said, "I have to say it!"
In the imperial study room, King Yan was about to get angry, but Concubine Xiang caressed the monarch's back softly and said softly: "Your Majesty, Lord He has always been steady, and he is also your minister of humerus. To meet you late at night, there must be something important, or should I?" See you."
After that, she gently combed her hair, straightened her messy clothes, and covered up everything that shouldn't be exposed.
"My beloved concubine is so considerate, but she is much more sensible than the lonely queen." King Yan grabbed the charming woman's plump breasts and patted her butt gently, making a sweet crisp sound, "Meet you!" he shouted to the door. .
"Your Majesty." Concubine Xiang smiled sweetly and gave King Yan a gentle push, "Then I, my concubine, will step aside first..."
"Hey, what are you talking about, my dear concubine?" King Yan grabbed Xiang Fei's soft and boneless little hand, "My beloved concubine is very thoughtful and smart, and she is also alone, so there is no harm in listening."
"My concubine obeys the decree." Xiangfei Wanfu lowered her seductive eyes, and a hint of disgust disappeared in the blink of an eye.
While he was talking, He Zongtang pushed the door in and knelt down, "I will be punished for visiting you late at night and disrupting your Majesty's government affairs!"
"What are you talking about, Ai Qing?" King Yan gestured, "Ai Qing is also serving the country wholeheartedly, and it is not a crime. I wonder what is going on with Ai Qing? Is it so important that I have to visit you late at night and avoid the officials?"
He Zongtang stood up and said in a straight tone: "Your Majesty, I thought that the sudden appearance of the military beast Zhu Yan at Hulao Pass was because Mu Suifeng wanted to rebel!"
King Yan was startled and stood up, "Ai Qing, what do you mean by these words?"
"Secret report of Hulao Pass, the ferocious beast Zhu Yan appeared directly south of the gate." He Zongtang said righteously, "I visited the Qintian Prison all night before. Lord Jianzheng told me that if Zhu Yan appeared behind the gate, To the north, there may be an invasion from the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Wei Kingdom. But to the south of Guan Guan, just imagine, our Yan Kingdom is separated from the Jin Kingdom by the natural barrier of Dushan Mountain. Seventy years ago, during the national war, the Jin Kingdom’s generals went to the country first. That country The general who is the leader of the four war gods, the man praised as a "ghost genius" by King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has not been able to successfully lead his army over Dushan. Now he, the Jin State, can't do it! And the Qi State is confronting us in the southern region. Dangyang Pass is blocking the way. If there is an intention to advance, the general guarding Dangyang Pass has already come to report! As for the Zheng and Song Dynasties to the south, they are not a threat! Your Majesty, just imagine, what else does Zhu Yan's appearance mean?"
King Yan's complexion was livid, changing again and again.
"Your Majesty!" He Zongtang said, "Your Majesty, think about it. Since Your Majesty came to the throne, has Mu Suifeng taken you seriously? Taxes are collected every year, and there are thousands of cities in the Yan Kingdom. Which city is not a good example?" The king is so loyal that he pays more taxes? But he rules the Southern Territory. Not to mention more taxes, even the full amount is fashionable and he can't do it! Na Mu Suifeng clearly understands the ambition of the wolf, relying on the achievements of the late king during his lifetime, and does not let the king do it. Take it seriously!"
"That's enough!" King Yan slapped the table angrily. Wang Yong, the eunuch outside the royal study, was startled. Concubine Xiang was acting as usual, but He Zongtang was trembling.
"He Mu Suifeng, the general of Yan State, the lord of Heyang city guard, is the marquis of our dynasty!" King Yan was furious, "Grand Master Wen, Marquis of Wu. He has great achievements and is already a military attache. Do he want to do it again?" Going one step further, take the throne of Guzhi instead?!"
Xiang Fei and He Zongtang knelt down in a hurry.
"I think Mu Suifeng has this intention!" He Zongtang said bluntly, "Otherwise, how could we explain the appearance of the military beast Zhu Yan?"
"Rebellion, rebellion!" King Yan kicked over the desk and the official memorial fell to the floor, "The lonely king swears to kill Mu Suifeng, swears to kill!"
He Zongtang looked at Xiang Fei secretly, and Xiang Fei smiled, her eyes meaningful.
"Your Majesty, Mu Suifeng has great achievements in Qi. We want to kill him. Without conclusive evidence, I'm afraid it will be difficult." He Zongtang and other King Yan calmed down their anger and said.
"Then dear, what do you say?" King Yan's face turned red and he coughed with anger. Concubine Xiang quickly got up to caress her and make him happy.
"If Mu Suifeng rebels, our Southern Territory family will never go with him. If I am right, if he really wants to rebel, he will definitely raise a butcher knife against the Southern Territory family." He Zongtang knelt on the ground, his eyes swallowing the viciousness. "If this is the case, your Majesty will issue an edict to Heyang, ordering him to go to Handan and return to explain. If he comes, I will let him never come back! If he does not come, he will be accused of treason, and he will lose his morality by then. With the support of the people, the heroes of the world will unite to fight against it!"
King Yan was stunned for a moment, then he put his hands on his hands and laughed, "Brilliant plan, love your dear, brilliant plan!" After saying that, he quickly went to help He Zongtang up, "loving your dear, brilliant plan to secure the country, you will be rewarded if you succeed!"
"It is my duty as a minister to not ask for rewards." He Zongtang said in a low voice, "Just in time, the Grand Duke went south. The Grand Duke has always been close to Mu Suifeng in the court. If Mu Suifeng rebels this time, your Majesty can find out who the Grand Duke is. loyalty."
The cold wind poured into the study, and the candlelight flickered.
Grand Duke, the uncle of the current Yan King Zhao Heng, ranks first among the five male princes, Duke Zhao Dun.
"Uncle Wang, will you rebel?" King Yan said solemnly.
Xiang Fei smiled lightly and looked at He Zongtang with a strange look.
"Your Majesty, you will know once you try it." He Zongtang was vague, but he had already hinted to King Yan of his answer.
The storm is about to come and the wind is filling the building.
