Ten days later.
Imperial Capital, Gewuyuan.
As a place where formation masters live and work, the environment of Tianwei Prison is very elegant.
Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, green plants are covering the area, attics and pavilions are falling side by side, and the lake is rippled by the wind.
The sun is very warm at noon in summer. Some formation masters wearing yellow and blue uniforms are walking in the spacious avenue with laughter and chatting. Tall martial arts disciples carefully carry boxes of "goods" from the warehouse to the warehouse. On the beast cart, everything was in order.
But soon this peace was broken by two figures.
Two people, one old and one young.
The old man had a white beard and a fairy-like manner, but there was a hint of flattery on his face.
The girl was wearing an aqua blue skirt, with shoulders as if they had been shaved off, a waist as plain as a regular one, and a gentle look on her face with a hint of annoyance.
The two of them walked all the way out from the warehouse, walking very quickly. When they saw the two of them along the way, even the top Tianjia Formation Master in the Gokuyuan bowed their heads respectfully.
However, the old and young people paid no attention to these people's intentions.
The girl walked out angrily.
The old man laughed along and said haha:
"Xinyao. Xinyao, don't be angry. Oh, Xinyao, don't be angry."
Xu Xinyao suddenly stopped and stared at Jiang He with a pair of beautiful eyes. Even if she was angry, her voice still made people feel like water:
"Master, how did you agree to Xinyao in the first place?"
"Well"
Jiang He opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Xinyao, what are you talking about?"
Xu Xinyao stared at Jiang He in silence for a few breaths, then took out a ball about half a foot in diameter from the Sumeru Ring and held it in her hand:
"What's this?"
Jiang He was a little speechless, his eyes subconsciously looked away, and he whispered:
"Blocking out the sun."
"What materials are used in it? What kind of formation pattern?" Xu Xinyao bit her lip: "I remember that Master You promised me that these things would not be used by the military again."
Jiang He coughed lightly, tried to change the subject, and whispered:
"Xin Yao, my teacher, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Xu Xinyao sniffed, her clear eyes a little red, and asked:
"Master, today's war in the north should require the kind of Yunqi bombs you modified, not this so-called blinding sun. What does Gokuyuan want to do by creating so many blinding suns?"
Jiang He looked at his now slim disciple and sighed:
"Xin Yao, this matter has nothing to do with you."
Xu Xinyao lowered her eyes and dug her nails into her palms:
"More than 300 pieces of gold in more than 20 boxes block the sun. Shouldn't our Gokuyuan be responsible for more than just this?"
Jiang He's fingertips trembled, and he raised his hand to touch his disciple's head, but he stopped in mid-air.
For a long time,
Jiang He retracted his hand, and the wrinkles on his old face seemed to be a little deeper, and nodded:
"Well, Mr. Xiangguo asked us to make thousands of shielding suns in the Gwuyuan, and now we have delivered 70% of them to the Black Scale Army. Xinyao, what you saw is the last one."
Xu Xinyao was startled when she heard this, and her voice was slightly trembling:
"Transported to the north?"
"Yes, now the sun has been transported to various places in the north on the court's disaster relief carriage."
This time the answer was very straightforward, but the tone was warm and not like Jiang He's old voice.
Under the sunlight, a figure in blue floated down and looked at the girl in blue.
Xu Xinyao raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and met the man's gentle and graceful gaze. There was a complex expression in her eyes, and she whispered:
"Brother."
Xu Changge bent his eyes and smiled:
"Xin Yao, long time no see. My father misses you so much. Please go home with me first."
Xu Xinyao pursed her lips and did not answer.
Jiang He hissed and said with some dissatisfaction:
"Xu Changge, this old man of mine has not yet married my disciple."
"Okay, I miss my father too."
Jiang He opened his mouth.
Xu Xinyao bowed to Jiang He:
"Master, Xinyao will see you again tomorrow."
The words fell,
Xu Changge nodded politely to Jiang He, Yunqi wrapped Xu Xinyao and flew away.
Standing alone, Jiang He looked at the receding figure in the sky for a long time, and his disappointed emotions turned into a low sigh.
There were no words all the way,
Xu Changge directly crossed the forbidden area over Di'an in a defiant manner, and took Xu Xinyao to the huge Xiangguo Mansion.
Entering the inner courtyard,
Looking at the familiar layout of her home, Xu Xinyao's frown eased slightly. After looking around, she asked softly:
"Brother, hasn't father come back yet?"
Xu Changge walked forward slowly, nodded slightly, and said with a smile:
"Father, he is going to the palace today to meet the saint. He may come back later."
"oh"
When Xu Xinyao heard this, she subconsciously glanced at the second courtyard on the right side of the main hall and asked softly:
"What about third brother?"
Xu Changge was silent after hearing this.
Xu Xinyao saw a smile in her eldest brother's beautiful eyes, pursed her lips, and spat:
"Third brother, he won't go to the fence in broad daylight again, right?"
Xu Changge smiled dumbly, with a complicated smile in his narrow eyes, shook his head, and said softly:
"No, he is not in the Imperial Capital now."
"Not in the Imperial Capital?"
There was a hint of surprise in Xu Xinyao's eyes.
She returned to the Imperial Capital specifically to make a set of these self-defense spiritual weapons for Xu Yuan.
"Changtian has gone to the north, and he should be in Beifeng City now."
Xu Xinyao stared at her elder brother blankly:
"Third brother, his cultivation is so weak, he won't be in danger, right?"
Xu Changge took out a breath, looked at the north in the distance, and whispered:
"Beifeng City has fallen."
Xu Xinyao's pupils shrank slightly, and she suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe. She was quiet for a long time, feeling a little at a loss:
"How could Beifeng City fall? There are defensive formations there."
"The sect refused to save us, so we fell."
Xu Changge's eyes were cold, but then his expression softened when he looked at Xu Xinyao, and he said comfortingly:
"Father will not enter the palace at will to meet the saint. When he comes back, he should be able to know the current situation of your third brother."
"oh"
Xu Xinyao responded in a low voice, clenching her fists under her sleeves: "Third brother. Third brother is so smart, he will be fine for sure."
"Brother Wei feels the same way."
Saying,
Seeing that Xu Xinyao still looked dazed, Xu Changge was silent for a moment, then stiffly started to change the topic:
"Okay, don't think about this. Let's tell Brother Wei about what he has learned during his travels over the years."
royal palace.
In the attic in the middle of the lake, the warm breeze makes people feel intoxicated.
Sunlight reflected in the window lattice, and two figures sat around the chessboard.
The chess game is intricate, white and black intertwined, and it is coming to an end.
The old man wearing the emperor's dragon robe casually threw the black pieces in his hand on the chessboard, stood up slowly with his knees up, and said with a smile:
"The late emperor loved chess. In order to please the late emperor, I spent most of my life studying, but now I can't beat your original bad chess game."
Xu Yinhe gently put the white piece in his hand into the chess jar and replied warmly:
"Your Majesty, your current chess style is too eager. Although it is hard to stop, it also has many flaws."
The old man in royal robe grinned:
"Okay, come to the Three Treasures Palace if you have nothing to do. Isn't it that Xu Xiangguo came to the palace to see me to play chess?"
Xu Yinhe raised his eyes and glanced at the old man in imperial robes, and asked:
"Isn't today the chess game that the Holy One mentioned first?"
Hearing this, the old man in imperial robes raised his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face showed a smile:
"I remember that the last time Xu Xiangguo joked with me was twenty years ago. It seems that something good happened on the day your third son was born."
Xu Yinhe's falcon-like eyes revealed a trace of nostalgia, and also a hint of smile.
The old man in imperial robes chuckled:
"Xu Xiangguo, I don't have much time now. It's not a good habit to waste time in front of me."
When Xu Yinhe heard this, his eyes instantly became dark, he stood up slowly, bowed and held his hands in his hands:
"Your Majesty, you have no regrets. Now we can take action."
The air suddenly solidified
in silence,
The old man in imperial robes narrowed his eyes, stared at his old friend in front of him, and said word by word:
"Xu Xiangguo, what do you mean by this?"
Xu Yinhe slowly raised his eyes, met Li Yaoxuan's sharp gaze in the silent air, and whispered slowly:
"Lou Ji sent news that the Northern Sect's 300,000 elite troops were defeated last night."
I refinished the outline today and am ready to speed up.
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