A few days later, a hurricane suddenly blew through a gymnasium. The hurricane was extremely violent and was indeed rare in a hundred years. The crazy hurricane looked like a tornado and actually uprooted the gymnasium. The rain rustled and the falling trees rustled. The cool breeze drifted by, and the lone dead leaf hanging on the branch whirled quickly, and then fell to the ground unsteadily.
The next day, there was a rumor in the alleys. The head of Yunfeng Temple was taken away by God. The imperial capital sent thousands of personal guards to search for several days, but no valuable information was obtained. Yunfeng Temple Pu Fengxian, who was watching, suddenly disappeared from the world.
This Pu Fengxian is the chief instructor of the Northern Royal Guards, but he is also a very important figure in the dynasty. Previously, the real state minister was killed, and now Pu Fengxian disappeared for no reason due to a hurricane, which really made the officials in the dynasty feel a little bit frightened.
Not only the court, but also the bustling streets and alleys were in a state of shock. Such remarks could be heard everywhere.
For example, in a tavern, three or five busboys gathered together, and the topic started.
"In just a few days, two masters carrying the cauldron have had accidents one after another. Could it be that there is something wrong with the national destiny of this dynasty?"
"What kind of national destiny? This is obviously man-made. I tell you not to read about mysteries. Only by seeing more of the world and getting in touch with worldly affairs can you understand people's affairs."
"Hey, stop it, stop talking nonsense, I said, Li Si, Zhang San, who do you think will be next?"
"This question really stumps me. There are so many talents in Beihuang Kingdom. There are not hundreds, but at least dozens of people like Pu Fengxian and Buddha Demon. How about we just name one?"
"You three are just full and full, and you don't clean the table and are talking nonsense here. If others hear you and report you to the government, you will be beheaded."
When several people heard what the shopkeeper said, they all secretly glanced at Yu Zun who was sitting aside drinking alone. Yu Zun raised his wine glass and touched it in the direction where they were standing. He smiled and said, "You can just say it if you want to say it. Keep it in your heart." Those who have wronged themselves, who do you think will be next?"
When everyone heard what Yu Zun said, there was a hint of embarrassment on their faces. Li Si smiled and said, "Sir, you are really a wise man. We are just joking, so why should you take it seriously?"
Yu Zun stared at the wine cup, swung the wine in the wine cup, and said quietly: "Don't everything that should happen in this world start with fun?" After that, he put the wine cup on the table. He came up, looked at everyone with a smile, and said in a quiet voice: "If you don't guess, how about you let me guess?"
Everyone looked at Yu Zun blankly. Yu Zun flicked the wine cup and said with a smile: "In Yin Feng City in the Northern Emperor's Kingdom, there is indeed a real drunkard named Yuan Hou, but he is also a master of extraordinary martial arts. , I bet Yuan will die tonight.”
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, waving their hands and saying: "Stop talking nonsense. Mr. Yuanhou Yuan is the head of the Wuhou of the Northern Emperor Kingdom, but he is not comparable to the Prime Minister and Pu Fengxian. Besides, this Lord Yuan is usually He is a generous man, but he offends a master in the Tao. Why should others take his head?"
Everyone responded: "Yes, yes, Master Yuan Houyuan has made friends with heroes from all walks of life and has connections all over the world. Who dares to mess with him?"
Yu Zun smiled and said: "Heaven wants to destroy you, why bother?" He drank the last drop of wine in the cup into his throat, laughed loudly, and walked out of the tavern.
Everyone curled their lips and said with disdain: "This young man looks handsome, but he never thought that he is a fool. Come on, in our restaurant, we rarely greet such people, not only bring bad luck, but also cause trouble."
"You finally have some brains. Keep your mouth shut and don't tell everything."
"Hey, the shopkeeper is teaching you a lesson, be more careful in the future, be more careful."
The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and Dugu Yinche is often thinking about mysteries. Dugu Yinche is sitting under a pavilion. The quiet moonlight is shining in a small pool beside him. The leaves on the tree have turned yellow and haggard. When the cold wind swept away, a few leaves swirled in the air, and then fell lightly into the water, with a popping sound, and stuck tightly to the surface of the water.
Dugu Yinche held a purple gold sand pot and drank cup after cup. His face was as sad as snow and lonely as frost, "Come here, have you found out the whereabouts of the imperial concubine?"
A soldier wearing black iron armor knelt on the ground and said timidly: "Reporting to Your Highness, we have searched all over the city, but we have not found any trace of the imperial concubine."
Dugu Yinche threw the purple gold sand pot to the ground with a bang and shouted: "Then why are you kneeling here?"
The soldier trembled all over, and a trace of cold sweat seeped out from his back: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely find out the whereabouts of the imperial concubine because of my humble position."
Just as the soldiers were about to turn around and leave, Dugu Yinche shouted: "Send out all the imperial guards. If you cannot find the whereabouts of the imperial concubine, you don't have to come back."
In the cold palace, candlelight curled up, and the snow gauze was like a curtain. The breeze was blowing the thin gauze. Behind the gauze, it seemed that a graceful woman was hiding. Dugu Yinche drunkenly brushed the snow gauze away and shouted : "My beloved concubine, is that you?"
But behind the snow gauze, there was not even half a human figure, but only one window remained. As the breeze blew, it opened and closed with a heavy banging sound.
"Now the enemy is facing me, and you are not by my side. Brother Yu went to the meeting alone, but I don't know whether it is good or bad. God, what do you want me, Dugu Yinche, to do? How do you want me to do it?" He raised his long sword and frantically Chopping into the dots of candlelight, he was mentally exhausted, with only a breath of strong willpower supporting his weak soul.
It is said that a man can bleed but not shed tears. There are so many vicissitudes in the world that have hurt me deeply and will not allow me to retreat. If there is a bed, I will definitely break it into pieces. I would rather die standing than live on my knees.
At this moment, his heart was weeping blood. On his cold and handsome face, a big teardrop hit the long sword in his hand. "Hey!" He inserted the long sword fiercely. On the masonry floor, how could he not know her whereabouts? Maybe there is still some luck left in my heart!
Zhongxia stood at the door of Xia Xun Hall, holding on to the long pillar in front of the hall, looking at Dugu Yinche quietly, with a touch of sadness on her face. She didn't know whether she should step into this fragrant and elegant building. In the main hall, she didn't know whether to give Su Su's letter to Dugu Yinche.
She was hesitating. Even though she had gathered enough courage when she came, now she was a little hesitant again, but she really regarded Su Su as her sister.
"Come in, stand outside the door, it's weirdly cold." Dugu Yinche quietly inserted the long sword in his hand into the scabbard and wiped the hilt with his sleeve robe indifferently.
"I...can I say it?" Zhong Xia opened his mouth. At this moment, the fragments of words were like fish sticks stuck in his throat, and he could only smell the slightest trace of nervousness and helplessness in his throat as he swallowed the saliva.
"Whether you say it or not, I already know in my heart that before my beloved concubine went to the Northern Empire, she should have left you a letter to wait for. This letter must also have contained some words of comfort. If something unexpected happens, I have to let you wait and warn me not to do stupid things, am I right?" Dugu Yinche sneered, his indifferent handsome face full of loneliness and sadness.
Zhong Xia stared blankly at Dugu Yinche. That thin and arrogant young man was calm and composed even when the enemy was in front of him. But now he seemed so fragile and vulnerable. There was something in his tough and domineering eyes. Covered by a thick cloud and mist, the sharp lights were sometimes revealed and sometimes hidden by the clouds and mist.
"Let's go. Although I am very affectionate, I am not one of those ignorant people. I am responsible for my family and my country, and there are hundreds of millions of people in the world. I am suffering, and I cannot allow all living beings to suffer along with me. Ten days later, if Brother Yu is still not there, If there is news, I will personally lead a million soldiers to defeat the Northern Empire."
The clouds and mist quietly dissipated, and the sharp light in his eyes was like thousands of biting ice crystals, with a biting coldness permeating the sharpness. That coldness can cut through thousands of miles of ice to seal the border, can penetrate thick fire and sink the earth, and can freeze the sun. The light of the moon can dominate the world.
Zhongxia glanced at him briefly and walked away quietly. Under the moonlight, the thick shadow turned into thick ink, and the thick ink mixed with hot blood, spreading all over the world, killing thousands of people.
The full moon hung high in the sky, the moon was faintly waning in that wing, and the full moon was alone in this wing. The indifferent moonlight gently covered the black iron scimitar with cold light. He pursed his lips and showed a sneer. A pair of sharp eyes seemed to hide thousands of stars, and the dazzling light seemed to be able to pierce the world.
He lightly jumped into the sky. His thin body was like an arrow that had drunk the blood of countless heroes. With a whoosh, it cut through the sky, leaving only an afterimage, but only the earth and the sky. You can get a glimpse of that refined and powerful body technique.
Black crows roost in the thick night, and partridges build their sad faces. Her body is as lonely as snow, and her goodbye is as indifferent as frost. She is wrapped in black gauze, and her slender figure is dancing freely in the dark night. Her every leap is like a bird. She used an ink pen to write freely on the rice paper. At this moment, there was only a trace of concern in her eyes, which were still as gentle and clear as before. In her crystal black eyes, she looked at death as if she were home, and no longer allowed her to retreat.
Behind her, there seemed to be a piece of black lotus. The black lotus fell freely in the air with the strong wind, and then jumped up resolutely. The black wind puffed up the black robe, and flowers grew in the dark night.
And in an alley, a middle-aged man in a Chinese robe, holding a wine bottle in his left hand and a beautiful woman in his right hand, was humming softly and rubbing the woman's soft waist, and right before him While pouring the last drop of wine from the flask into his throat, a cold scimitar quietly pierced his throat.
The pungent fishy sweetness, the boiling feeling that still had the aftertaste of life left in it, all turned cold and silent in the next moment.
The woman was about to scream, but her life was frozen in that vague whine, gurgling, gurgling, her two heads bounced on the ground a few times, and everything fell into deathly silence again.
The young man sneered and wiped the scimitar in his hand on the man's robe. He glanced at the blood stains still remaining on the blade with disgust, kicked the man's body away, and casually rubbed the blade against the wall. After a few clicks, it disappeared into the endless darkness as it had come.
At this time, several night walkers who had been lurking on the roof watched the young man's murder process.
Those night walkers in black robes were like bats, chasing the darkness as the young man's figure gradually disappeared.
It was another night as white as day. Dogs were barking deep in the alleys. Guards holding lanterns were like ants, quickly scattering in the streets and alleys. They rudely pushed open the wooden doors of other people's houses and waved their hands. The long knife cuts and slashes in a room that is either barren or glorious.
But even though their anger could no longer tolerate the resistance of those wooden furniture, it was still to no avail. They finally went back with their heads hanging down, leaving a room full of panicked civilians crying bitterly.
The next day, another arrest document was posted on the streets and alleys, but it was still the same as the previous two times. There was no useful information on the document. There were only a few empty ink words on it, describing passages of incompetence and panic.
In the Northern Emperor's court, several ministers made suggestions, but no definite way was found to prevent this premeditated assassination.
In a tavern in Yinfeng City, the capital of the Northern Empire, several servants nervously told the soldiers wearing heavy armor, "Unexpectedly, the night he said these words,... ...At once......"
Several people subconsciously recalled the boy who was drinking on the green wood table near the door of the tavern. But strangely, no matter how hard they tried to recall, the boy's face seemed like a wave of water, blurred and then... Swinging away gently.
