On the cold dew day, at night, Guangyang Mansion.
Affected by the cold current from the south, Guangyang Fucheng, which is built on the water, looks a bit desolate.
Light snow fell from the sky, and the thick ice on the canal blocked shipping. However, the cutoff of river transportation also caused more animal carts to come along the official road.
More than a dozen official roads were compiled, and there were long queues outside the city.
In the Guangyang Mansion, speculators with a keen sense of smell can know the business opportunities here just by relying on the official reports of the court.
This is true even for low-level traders, not to mention those who are well-informed.
There was an endless stream of people of all kinds including speculative business travelers, sword-wielding knights, mobilizing soldiers, disciples of sects, etc.
Looking around,
Under the sky shrouded in light snow like white mist, there are countless beast carts on the vast land, and above the sky, hundreds of birds are flocking towards the huge city.
And under the embellished lights of the giant city, there is a bustling ancient city at night.
In the midst of the hustle and bustle, a gryphon entered the city quietly, hiding among the flying beasts in the darkness of night, without attracting anyone's attention.
at the same time,
In an elegant attic built near the water, a handsome young man with thin lips and peach blossom eyes leaned on the fence, looking up at the crowded streets in the distance. He held a folding fan in his hand and murmured with a chuckle:
"This transportation hub leading to the three northern continents has not been so lively in the past twenty years, but it is not good to be too lively. Even the price of Zuixian Tower has increased accordingly."
Behind the handsome young man stood a woman in slim-fitting clothing.
She was leaning against the door rail, with her arms folded across her chest, her hair as dark as clouds, and her snow-skinned red lips. Only a deep scar on her neck, as white as a swan, slightly destroyed this beauty.
The two of them were Luo Qingfeng who had fled here and the handsome young man from Wanyao Sect.
Luo Qingfeng stared at the man's back:
"When will your Wanyao Sect introduce me to the elders of the sect alliance?"
The handsome young man smiled and looked back with a soft smile:
"Miss Qingfeng, don't worry, you are a sinner when you disobey orders on the battlefield during the decisive battle with the barbarians.
"Now that all parties in Guangyang Mansion are gathering together, I am already taking a big risk by hiding you, let alone the elders of the clan alliance. Each of them may be stared at."
Luo Qingfeng narrowed her eyes and said with a hint of sternness in her voice:
"Fu Qingye, this is already the ninth day since I arrived in Guangyang Mansion."
Fu Qingye touched his chin, clasped the folding fan in his palm with one hand, and smiled unhurriedly:
"I have already said that if you have anything important, you can tell me about it, and then I will tell it to the clan elders."
Saying,
As the snowy wind blew gently, Fu Qingye walked slowly into the attic. When passing by the leaning door rail, he stopped slightly, glanced at her, and said with a smile:
"I am really curious about what happened when you and the barbarians fought at the foot of Guxuan Mountain."
Luo Qingfeng chuckled:
"It seems that your Wanyao Sect is not going to ask for compensation?"
Wanyaomen is in the battlefield rescue business. There have been constant wars in the northern region in recent decades, so they are their regular customers.
There are discounts for old customers, usually "cash on delivery", settled every three years.
When the words fell,
The snow was still falling outside and the streets were bustling, but the atmosphere in the attic suddenly solidified.
Look at each other for a moment,
A strange halo suddenly appeared in Fu Qingye's peach blossom eyes, and then he grinned, squinted his eyes, his lips were red and his teeth were white with a dangerous light:
"Miss Luo, no one from our Wanyao Sect dares to rely on our accounts so far. Do you, the Northern Sect, want to be the first?"
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The two of them were very close. In the cold wind coming in outside the window, Luo Qingfeng could even smell the rouge smell, or the scent of medicine, on Fu Qingye's body.
However, she did not give in, and her cold voice spoke firmly:
"Since you don't want us to default on our debt, please prepare a meeting for me with the clan elders as soon as possible."
"well"
Fu Qingye restrained his skills, chuckled and shook his head: "Everything has to have a reason, right? Otherwise I wouldn't be able to go to Elder Wan's home. If you don't tell me the reason, there's no way I can go to them."
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Luo Qingfeng heard the firmness of the other party's words, and after a few breaths of silence, she spoke in a low voice:
"The imperial court issued an order to slaughter the barbarians, but in fact the Beifeng Army has already recruited a large number of barbarian wolf riders."
"Oh?" Fu Qingye's peach blossom eyes narrowed.
Luo Qingfeng spoke solemnly:
"My Northern Army never accepts barbarian prisoners and blocks news. You should know very well what this means."
"Representative. The war will continue and the court needs help from the barbarians?"
Fu Qingye said slightly playfully: "Miss Luo, that's what you mean, right?"
"Yes, now our three continental sect coalition forces in the north are down to ten, and the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, and the roads are blocked, making it impossible to respond to each other."
Luo Qingfeng's tone was very soft, but she clenched her fists unconsciously: "And the imperial army's structure is still intact. If it is this time."
"Be careful what you say."
Fu Qingye interrupted Luo Qingfeng's words, with a bit of solemnity in his eyes: "Does anyone else know about this?"
"And Jiancheng."
Luo Qingfeng shook his head slightly and looked back through the window lattice to the north. A sigh flashed in his beautiful eyes: "But in order to help me stop the pursuers, he used thousands of remaining soldiers to stop the third battalion of black scale cavalry. He has probably already Died in battle.”
A flash of understanding flashed in Fu Qingye's eyes, and he whispered:
"So, what you call disobedience is actually knowing something you shouldn't know?"
Luo Qingfeng leaned over and saluted Fu Qingye:
"If you hadn't come to the rescue, Mr. Fu, Qingfeng would probably have been hunted to death by the strong men accompanying him. All the information we know has been disclosed. I hope Mr. Fu will contact the clan alliance as soon as possible. There may be great changes in the north."
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Fu Qingye didn't say anything immediately after hearing this, and his mind was racing to analyze the pros and cons.
If what Luo Qingfeng said is true, this matter is shocking news.
But the problem is that he doesn't know whether the sect leader and the others have received the news, let alone the attitude of the entire sect alliance towards the northern sect.
Being able to handle the business of the entire Northern Territory, he has a high status in Wanyao Sect.
But this kind of height is not the height of the core decision-making circle, but as a successor who is being cultivated. There are still six people like him in Wanyao Sect.
In other words, he can be given up.
If he reports it, will he be greeted by a brighter path, or a path to death?
Thinking about it, Fu Qingye suddenly realized something and started to sweat from behind.
For such a big matter, the clan alliance will inevitably receive some news.
He knew very well the methods of those perverts who engaged in intelligence, and he also knew how those old foxes controlled the general trend of the world.
The Northern Sect buried 300,000 elites, and the barbarian army of hundreds of thousands was slaughtered. Just these two things combined can make some predictions, not to mention that the real high-level officials must know something about him, Fu Qingye. Unknown information.
In other words, the senior leaders of Zongmeng are most likely aware of this, or at least expected it.
In this case, one of his important personnel on the front line in the north did not receive any news.
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Fu Qingye's eyes gradually changed when he looked at Luo Qingfeng, and he looked like he was looking at a god of plague.
Damn it.
I thought I could pick peaches for profit, but what I picked was a bomb!
Fu Qingye knew exactly what would happen if he learned important information that did not match his identity.
If this thing is leaked, he will die.
You have to pretend not to know.
After making a decision in his heart, Fu Qingye smiled softly, helped Luo Qingfeng up, and whispered:
"Miss Luo, why are you so generous? Your father and my master are old friends. If the imperial court really dares to act like this, it will be an enemy of our sect in the world. Tomorrow Fu will go to visit Elder Wan."
Luo Qingfeng heard this and smiled brightly:
"Then Qingfeng will thank Brother Fu."
For a moment, the atmosphere in the attic room became softer.
Fu Qingye suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, let go of the woman's lotus-rooted arms, and walked to the futon in front of the low sandalwood table in the room to sit down:
"By the way, Miss Luo, I remember that Brother Jiancheng seemed to have grown up with you?"
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Luo Qingfeng suddenly fell silent, lowering his eyes but did not respond.
In the midst of the chaos, people shouted to kill Zhentian. The image of him smiling and letting her go first seemed to be engraved in his bones while his face was covered in blood.
The gift of weak crown
The guy said to her,
He is willing to do anything for her.
Including death.
Unexpectedly, it has now come true.
Seeing the look on her face, Fu Qingye sighed quietly, silently took out a pot of wine and two copper cups, poured himself a cup, and drank it gently:
"Miss Luo, don't be too sad. Brother Jiancheng should want to see you alive.
"And only by surviving can we have a chance to take revenge."
Luo Qingfeng walked to the other side of the low sandalwood table and sat down on her knees, pursed her lips and forced a smile:
"The sect is in danger, how can we tolerate the secret love between our children?"
Fu Qingye's peach blossom eyes flashed with pity, he filled the bronze wine cup in front of her without any trace, and sighed quietly:
"It seems that the rumors that the Holy Emperor's end is approaching are true, otherwise the imperial court would not be so eager."
Luo Qingfeng glanced at the wine glass, picked it up with her slender fingers, and put it to her mouth.
Fu Qingye didn't look at it, but poured himself a drink with a solemn expression, waiting for the other party to drink the poisonous wine.
And just when Luo Qingfeng's red lips touched the cup wall, a bright voice suddenly sounded on the terrace outside the wing:
"Qingye, come out."
"." Luo Qingfeng hesitated.
"." Fu Qing was stunned.
Looking at each other for a moment,
Fu Qingye slowly stood up, smiled at Luo Qingfeng and said:
"Master Fu is here, why don't we go out together to meet him?"
Luo Qingfeng's eyes flashed, she put down her wine glass, nodded, and stood up as well:
"Qingfeng has indeed not seen Senior Liu for a long time."
After that, Fu Qingye collected the wine pot and wine glass, and walked out of the attic with Luo Qingfeng with a heavy heart.
Outside the attic, on the terrace, a young man with white hair and beard appeared at some point.
Fu Qingye and Luo Qingfeng bowed at the same time:
"Master (Senior Liu)."
Liu Guangbai, the third elder of Wanyao Sect, looks like a young man, wearing a crescent white brocade robe. He has a slim figure, a picturesque face, and is indescribably graceful and elegant.
The exercises and medicines are good for your appearance, even though you are over 100 years old, you don’t look old.
He looked at Luo Qingfeng and smiled slightly:
"Girl Feng, I have just heard what you and Qingye said. I will tell Old Man Wan about this important matter of the sect for you today."
Luo Qingfeng's breath tightened, and he was about to nod his head and salute, but was held back by the other party's Yuan Qi.
Liu Guangbai smiled warmly:
"There is no need for etiquette. I have something to do with Qingye. You can continue to rest here."
Luo Qingfeng lowered his eyebrows and nodded:
"yes."
When she raised her eyes again, the two men in front of her had disappeared. They returned to the room, glanced at the table where they were about to drink, and sighed helplessly in her heart.
The light snow was falling, and two figures were flying in the sky above the bustling market.
Looking at the master in front of him who was known as the "King of Medicine", Fu Qingye showed a hint of temptation:
"Master, how long ago did you come to Guangyang Mansion?"
"Yesterday."
"Master, did you hear that just now?"
Liu Guangbai glanced back at him:
"You want to kill that girl?"
Fu Qingye's eyes flickered for a moment, knowing that denial was useless:
"Yes, it would be too dangerous for my disciple if she brought information."
"Well done, you should have such decisiveness to achieve great things."
"But why are you, master?"
"Things have changed."
Liu Guangbai's voice was long and low, and he whispered: "The teacher received the information, and the imperial court deliberately kept her to report the information."
"What?" Fu Qingye was stunned.
Liu Guangbai's eyes flashed with amusement:
"Don't you think about it, she is just a third-grade grandmaster who cultivates the military formation. How could she escape from the pursuit of the powerful followers of the Black Scale Army? Qingye, although your strength is not bad, but if the Prime Minister really wants to kill him, you probably have to Get in."
Speeding through the night, with long hair floating in the air, Fu Qingye frowned slightly:
"The imperial court kept her to report the news. What is it trying to do?"
Liu Guangbai looked at the dark night under the sky:
"Xu Xiangguo let her out to report the news at this time to give the Northern Sect a chance to surrender."
"Are Xiang Guo and His Majesty ready to reveal their cards directly?"
Fu Qingye's thoughts turned quickly. He paused for a moment and murmured: "The imperial court really does not want a completely destroyed northern territory."
Liu Guangbai looked at the bustling Guangyang City and whispered:
"Now Guangyang Prefecture has stationed the Yulin Army in two towns. A quarter of an hour ago, they officially cut off all official roads going north. Heavy snow has blocked the roads in the three northern continents. There is no way to form horn protection between the mountain gates. It has become a fish on the chopping board. .”
Fu Qingye's breathing stagnated slightly. He understood the meaning of his master's words, but there was still a trace of uncertainty:
"Master, are the sects really going to give up on the Northern Territory? If we do this, the sects in the Northern Territory who have lost all their elites will most likely surrender directly."
"So how could you just give up?"
Liu Guangbai had a faint look in his eyes and chuckled:
"If we just give up, most of the northern sects will indeed be reduced to nothing if they are isolated and helpless, so we have to give them hope. The sect alliance has prepared some big gifts for the court in other state capitals.
"Since the imperial court wants the Three Northern Continents, we will give him a completely destroyed Northern Three Continents!"
Fu Qingye was silent for a few breaths after hearing this, and then breathed out:
"It turns out that Master, you have already had countermeasures, but I don't know why you called me out on this trip, Master?"
A smile appeared on Liu Guangbai's fair-haired face.
"Teacher, I will introduce you to a distinguished person."
After saying that, he headed towards an elegant courtyard below.
After falling, Fu Qingye glanced around, only to find that there were no attendants at all. He didn't ask any more questions and followed Liu Guangbai all the way to a brightly lit wing.
Liu Guangbai paused, hesitated slightly, knelt down on the ground, and bowed slowly:
"Your Highness, Liu wants to see you."
Fu Qingye quickly followed and knelt down.
The words fell, and there was silence.
"Squeak——"
The door opened.
A man with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes appeared at the door. He smiled calmly and greeted him:
"Mr. Liu, please come in."
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