The words of the white-clothed warlock verified some of Xu Qi'an's guesses. The third-grade warlock system is called Tianjishi, but no one knows what the second-grade and first-grade names are called.
In today's Jiuzhou, except for the first generation who created the warlock system and the Erwuzai contemporary, no one knows what the first and second grades of the warlock are.
The direct disciples like Wang Yang Qianhuan don’t know anything about this.
It can be imagined that the first and second grades of the warlock system contain huge secrets.
When the Buddhist mission arrived in Beijing, he and Wei Yuan had a chat and learned that Emperor Wuzong was able to usurp the throne, and Buddhism and contemporary prison played a crucial role in it.
It dominated the fall of the first generation of surveillance officers.
Later, Lina was rescued from the underground palace and met a wild warlock named Gongyang Su. From him, he learned that the warlock had a big secret in the first and second grades.
Since then, Xu Qi'an speculated that the surveillance of the master was probably related to the grade.
It seems that you have thoughts.
The white-clothed warlock stared at Xu Qi'an for a moment and said leisurely.
My thoughts are that the second grade of warlock is called the evil disciple, and the first grade is called the Master Killer... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out.
He remained silent.
The white-clothed sorcerer said while observing Zhao Shou who was trying hard to break the formation:
The second level of warlock is called "Qi Practicing Master".
?A big question mark flashed through Xu Qi'an's mind, which was a bit beyond his expectations. To be honest, the name of the Qi training man is really mediocre, and it feels that it cannot match the person of a second-grade warlock.
Immediately afterwards, he heard the white-clothed warlock laugh and said: "Qi" is the "qi".
Qilu... Are Qiluo practicing Qiluo?!
Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a sudden enlightenment, but new doubts arose.
It was suddenly enlightened because he knew why the first generation of stakeholders could steal the fortune of the Dafeng country and refine the fortune of the Qi hidden in his body. This is the authority of the second-grade Qi training man.
I am confused because I don’t understand what this has to do with the surveillance of the master.
What does this have to do with surveillance betray you?
He asked calmly about his doubts.
The white-clothed warlock did not answer him, but opened the sachet again. At the same time, Xu Qi'an heard Zhao Shou say in a deep voice:
Arraying is prohibited here.
The low voice seemed to contain terrible power, and the rules of heaven and earth changed.
The formation that motivated the power of heaven and earth and strangled Zhao Shou with the five elements energy dissipated silently.
pretty!Xu Qi'an applauded secretly.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and Zhao Shoumiao dragged the first-generation supervisor. He was saved just after Salen Agu, a senior first-rank rank, was driven away by Erwuzi.
Seeing that the formation was cracked, the white-clothed warlock was calm and summoned a magic weapon from the open sachet, which was a small Bagua copper plate.
The Bagua copper disk flew up into the sky and condensed above Zhao Shou's head. The dark light was shining down, and a large Bagua array enveloped Zhao Shou, trapping Zhao Shou again.
You might as well give it a try, prohibiting the use of magic tools here.
The white-clothed warlock smiled and said: In this way, your sub-saint Confucian crown cannot be used, so I can kill you.
Zhao Shou was silent, and the backlash of the words of the Dharma did not allow him to modify the rules of heaven and earth one after another.
Players with krypton gold must die a bad death... Xu Qi'an cursed in his heart, and the glimmer of hope that had just emerged instantly disappeared.
The warlock system seems to have poor attack power at first glance, but they are good at formations and refining weapons. As long as they have enough time and resources, they can make krypton gold.
If the combat power is not enough, magic weapons will be collected.
It's simply disgusting.
After throwing out the Eight Trigrams bronze plate, the white-clothed sorcerer said leisurely: The first-grade sorcerer is called "Destiny".
After a pause, he said in a deep voice: Know the destiny of heaven!
The supervisor is planning and making plans in secret. All of this is based on the authority of destiny, but destiny has a huge disadvantage. The supervisor can only make arrangements in secret, and cannot directly intervene, and cannot disclose the secrets of the heaven.
Let me give you an example. For example, he knew that I was going to launch a sneak attack today. He couldn't tell you, and he couldn't help you directly, but he could only help you through some tactful means.For example, enclose the Demon Monk God in your body.
In fact, he did the same.But all things in the world are mutually rebellious, and I have no choice but to deal with God, but someone can cure him.
Xu Qi'an nodded: This reminds me of the wizard's hexagram.
The white-clothed warlock nodded with a smile: The warlock was born from the wizard system.
But what does this have to do with surveillance?Xu Qi'an asked.
Hearing this, the white-clothed sorcerer sighed: The condition for a Qi training man to be promoted to heaven is to refine the fortune of a country.You may not understand if I say that.
Who do you look down on?... Xu Qi'an nodded: It's really hard to understand.
The white-clothed warlock explained patiently: Change to an easier explanation to understand, support a person with destiny to ascend the throne and establish a country and become an emperor. This is the key to the second-grade Qi training man being promoted to the first-grade destiny.
boom!
It was like a thunder blew in my ears, making Xu Qi'an's scalp numb.
All the mysteries were solved.
Therefore, the supervisor chose to help Emperor Wuzong, join forces with Buddhism, and betray his teacher.
The supervisor was successfully promoted to the first rank by supporting Emperor Wuzong.
The first-generation surveillance fell from first-grade to second-grade because of the loss of the country.
No wonder sorcerers need to rely on the court, because a dynasty that ruled the Central Plains is the foundation of sorcerers.
Therefore, the first generation said that if the supervisor killed Joan of Arc, it would destroy the foundation.If he kills me, he only needs to bear the backlash of luck and will not destroy his foundation.
Can't we choose a prince from the existing dynasty to support him ascend the throne?Xu Qi'an tentatively said.
The white-clothed warlock shook his head: This is not enough to promote the Qi training man.
...Xu Qi'an was silent for a long time, but still couldn't help it and asked: Did you have any brain problems back then?Why take an apprentice?
I worked hard to teach my disciples to make him stab myself in the back?
The white-clothed warlock silently and stabbed the eighth and ninth golden nails into Xu Qi'an's body. At this point, all the nails were embedded.
Shenshu was completely sealed.
……
Xu Qi'an wished he could slap himself if his hands could move.
The white-clothed warlock sighed: Because dynasty changes are natural laws, no one can stop them.The destruction of a dynasty will inevitably be accompanied by the death of a supervisor.
That's why I have to accept disciples. If I don't accept disciples, the sorcerer system will become dust in history.Speaking of which, fortunately, it was Wuzong who planned to rebel. Although the royal family changed its lineage, Dafeng was still Dafeng.
Therefore, I am just falling into the state, not dying and disappearing.
Therefore, constantly being stabbed by disciples is a fate that the sorcerer system must bear?Xu Qi'an looked strange and said:
You try to support that lineage and regain the throne so that you can return to the first-class position?
This is obvious.
The white-clothed warlock nodded.
Xu Qi'an said word by word: Then, contemporary surveillance fell back to the second level and began his new round of master murder plan?
Starting a doll between master and apprentice?
The white-clothed warlock looked at him, and his tone suddenly became cold: Do you have any last words?
...Xu Qi'an didn't speak.
The white-clothed warlock stretched out his hand, touched the fragments of the earth book from Xu Qi'an's arms, and gently wiped it.
Xu Qi'an's brain thrust in pain, knowing that his master-servant relationship with the fragments of the Earth Book was dissolved.
My heart suddenly sank.
The white-clothed warlock poured over the small jade mirror and poured out a long sword that emitted a faint glow and was as clear as water.
Then, he stuffed the fragments of the earth book back into Xu Qi'an's arms.
Return it, returned it to me?!
Xu Qian looked at him blankly, so he just took out his Moon Shadow Sword?
This sword was the spoils obtained after killing Ji Qian.
The quality is no worse than his Taiping Sword, but he cannot be among the peerless divine weapons without the birth spirit.
Do you know the true meaning of a fourth-grade formation master?
The white-clothed warlock held the Moon Shadow Sword, turned his head and smiled at Xu Qi'an.
Before Xu Qi'an could speak, he said to himself:
The formation is actually the rule of heaven and earth, otherwise why would it attract wind, rain, thunder and lightning?Why borrow the power of heaven and earth?So, as long as I give me time, I can understand the rules of heaven and earth modified by Confucianism and thus crack it.
As he said that, his palm wiping on the Yueying Sword, wiping out twisted and mysterious spells.
Xu Qian subconsciously closed his eyes and looked directly at these spells, which would have a negative impact on his headache and dizziness. The same feeling was to look directly at the dragon teeth.
The white-clothed sorcerer raised the moon shadow sword and slashed it gently. The dean Zhao Shou's drawing land was broken into pieces.
He said so much to me, not really wasting time, but comprehending the rules of this world... Xu Qi'an felt enlightened in his heart and suddenly felt a huge pressure.
The terrible surveillance is, the terrible surveillance is the first generation.
Fighting with such people is too low in the fault tolerance rate and too much pressure.
In comparison, the semi-crazy Joan of Arc is simply too easy to deal with.
The white-clothed warlock slowly put away the Moon Shadow Sword. Even without looking at Zhao Shou, whose face changed slightly, still had the calm tone and said:
Well, I almost forgot one thing, I have to block your secrets.
In Xu Qi'an's pale face, he slowly said:
In Jianzhou, you have a relationship with the ancestor of the Wulin League.A warrior with a second-grade step and a half-step warrior has stronger combat power than Zhao Shou.
But a martial artist is a martial artist, and it is not difficult to deal with. I just need to block you and he will forget your existence.
Xu Qi'an's face looked ugly, and cold sweat burst out from his forehead. He opened his mouth silently and could no longer speak.
The white-clothed warlock raised his hand and gently wiped it at him.
In the dark, it seemed like something was being blocked.
The white-clothed warlock grabbed Xu Qi'an's shoulder and said: Let's go!
The two disappeared immediately.
The rules that are not allowed to be transmitted have also been cracked.
……
On the official road, Xu Pingzhi, who was riding a horse, suddenly showed a confused look. He held the reins of the horse and looked around, not knowing what he was going to do.
Why am I here, what am I going to do?
He murmured to himself.
Just when he was confused, a shout came from behind him: Lord Xu, what are you going to do?
Xu Pingzhi looked back and saw Zhang Shen Yufeng coming from Yunlu Academy.
I, I don't know what I'm going to do...
Xu Pingzhi answered in a daze.
Zhang Shen said helplessly: It's so good, why did you suddenly go crazy?Your wife and daughter are still waiting for you to go back in the academy.
Xu Pingzhi frowned and suddenly realized that by the way, because his nephew died in Yunzhou, he was depressed all day long, and his daughter Lingyue even missed others when she saw things and cried all day long.
The young girl Xu Lingyin often woke up crying at night, shouting to find her elder brother. Sometimes when she thinks of her elder brother at the table, she turns her sadness into a stomachache and eats five big bowls in a row.
Therefore, he resigned from his position as the centurion of the Imperial Dao Guard and planned to take his wife and daughter to settle down in Jianzhou.
Thinking of this, Xu Pingzhi looked depressed and sighed:
Sorry, since Ning Yan died in Yunzhou in battle, I have been mentally ill and do some inexplicable things.
Ning Yan?Who...
Zhang Shen was stunned for a moment and asked: Who is Ning Yan?
Xu Pingzhi showed sadness: It was my nephew, who died in Yunzhou at a young age.
Zhang Shen nodded.
Although Xu Xinnian was his student, he did not have much contact with the Xu family. This time, he was entrusted by student Xu Cijiu to send the Xu family to Jianzhou to settle down.
……
Suburbs of Beijing.
Chu Yuanzhen sat cross-legged on the sword spine, bursting into tears, and said:
The emperor has no way of doing things, and it will harm the country and the people. Fortunately, there are experts who will eliminate demons and protect the way. Otherwise, I will be destroyed by the tyrant ruler for six hundred years.
Master Hengyuan put his hands together: Good, good, but unfortunately, the master came without a trace, leaving no name, so he brushed his clothes and left, hiding his merits and fame.
Li Miaozhen stood on the flying sword, frowned vigorously. She felt panic for no reason, and felt that she had lost something important.
Lina touched her stomach and said: The matter is over, it’s time for me to go back to Yunlu Academy. The Xu family is here to wait for me.
Speaking of this, she suddenly frowned, and for a moment she couldn't remember why she stayed in the Xu family.
A few seconds later, she suddenly realized that by the way, after she came to the capital, she met Xu Lingyin, a lady from the Xu family, and dug out this peerless little genius from the vast sea of people, so she accepted her as her disciple and taught her to practice.
……
Imperial Palace, Shaoyin Palace.
Lin'an was looking for something in the study like crazy, his movements were rough, his books were thrown randomly, and the vases were crackling and shattered all over the floor.
Your Highness, Your Highness, what are you looking for?
The personal palace maid is very anxious.
Lin'an stopped and stood in a daze. Tears filled her white cheeks. She choked and said:
Me, I forgot something important...
The two palace maids looked at each other, not understanding what the second princess was saying at all.
At one moment, Lin'an saw a chessboard and a scattered chess pieces in the scattered books.
She still didn't remember anything she had forgotten, but instinctively thought that this chess was very important. She squatted down and hugged the chessboard tightly, tears falling like rain.
On the chessboard, the black ink mark says:
Chu River and Han Border!
……
Another place in the palace.
The fourth prince said in a deep voice: Huaiqing, the father has passed away, and the prince has finally survived. But, but I am unwilling to accept it...
After Wei Yuan's death, he lost his greatest pillar and could not have surpassed the legitimate prince.
The mysterious master's killing of his father would inevitably cause turmoil in the court. At this critical juncture, the princes will surely support the prince ascend the throne immediately to stabilize the situation.
The fourth prince felt that his future was dim.
At this time, he discovered that his sister Huai Qing, who had always been resourceful, looked dull and looked sad.
Huaiqing, I know that your father’s death makes you very sad, but the father’s incompetence caused the anger of that peerless master.
The fourth prince said in a deep voice: Now is not a time for sadness. As long as the prince does not ascend the throne for one day, we will have a chance. You must help your brother.
Huaiqing gently held his heart.
It hurts so much, my heart hurts so much, as if it’s empty.
……
Some small courtyard.
Mu Nanzhi sat on the roof, holding her cheeks, thinking about life.
The gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and Aunt Zhang hurried in and shouted:
Madam Mu, what are you doing on the roof?
Mu Nanzhi did not answer, looked down at her and said softly: Aunt Zhang, what's wrong...
As soon as she said that she found that her voice was wrong and her nasal sound was very heavy.
Aunt Zhang said anxiously: The neighbors all said that the capital is over, and the emperor has been killed. They plan to escape from the capital. Will you leave?Call your man together...
Aunt Zhang suddenly stopped talking and looked at her with a strange expression: Madam Mu, why are you crying?
Mu Nanzhi was stunned, touched her face, and her hands were filled with tears.
Me, my husband is dead.She said sadly.
Ah?When did it happen?
Aunt Zhang was shocked.
She cried: I don't know, I, I forgot...
……
In the suburbs of Beijing, somewhere.
Luo Yuheng held the sword in one hand and held the forehead with the other, and her face looked slightly painful.
Thank you, please Qi'an, please Qi'an...
She tried her best to fight against something, but she still couldn't stop the forgetting of some information.
In today's Jiuzhou, except for the first generation who created the warlock system and the Erwuzai contemporary, no one knows what the first and second grades of the warlock are.
The direct disciples like Wang Yang Qianhuan don’t know anything about this.
It can be imagined that the first and second grades of the warlock system contain huge secrets.
When the Buddhist mission arrived in Beijing, he and Wei Yuan had a chat and learned that Emperor Wuzong was able to usurp the throne, and Buddhism and contemporary prison played a crucial role in it.
It dominated the fall of the first generation of surveillance officers.
Later, Lina was rescued from the underground palace and met a wild warlock named Gongyang Su. From him, he learned that the warlock had a big secret in the first and second grades.
Since then, Xu Qi'an speculated that the surveillance of the master was probably related to the grade.
It seems that you have thoughts.
The white-clothed warlock stared at Xu Qi'an for a moment and said leisurely.
My thoughts are that the second grade of warlock is called the evil disciple, and the first grade is called the Master Killer... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out.
He remained silent.
The white-clothed sorcerer said while observing Zhao Shou who was trying hard to break the formation:
The second level of warlock is called "Qi Practicing Master".
?A big question mark flashed through Xu Qi'an's mind, which was a bit beyond his expectations. To be honest, the name of the Qi training man is really mediocre, and it feels that it cannot match the person of a second-grade warlock.
Immediately afterwards, he heard the white-clothed warlock laugh and said: "Qi" is the "qi".
Qilu... Are Qiluo practicing Qiluo?!
Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a sudden enlightenment, but new doubts arose.
It was suddenly enlightened because he knew why the first generation of stakeholders could steal the fortune of the Dafeng country and refine the fortune of the Qi hidden in his body. This is the authority of the second-grade Qi training man.
I am confused because I don’t understand what this has to do with the surveillance of the master.
What does this have to do with surveillance betray you?
He asked calmly about his doubts.
The white-clothed warlock did not answer him, but opened the sachet again. At the same time, Xu Qi'an heard Zhao Shou say in a deep voice:
Arraying is prohibited here.
The low voice seemed to contain terrible power, and the rules of heaven and earth changed.
The formation that motivated the power of heaven and earth and strangled Zhao Shou with the five elements energy dissipated silently.
pretty!Xu Qi'an applauded secretly.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and Zhao Shoumiao dragged the first-generation supervisor. He was saved just after Salen Agu, a senior first-rank rank, was driven away by Erwuzi.
Seeing that the formation was cracked, the white-clothed warlock was calm and summoned a magic weapon from the open sachet, which was a small Bagua copper plate.
The Bagua copper disk flew up into the sky and condensed above Zhao Shou's head. The dark light was shining down, and a large Bagua array enveloped Zhao Shou, trapping Zhao Shou again.
You might as well give it a try, prohibiting the use of magic tools here.
The white-clothed warlock smiled and said: In this way, your sub-saint Confucian crown cannot be used, so I can kill you.
Zhao Shou was silent, and the backlash of the words of the Dharma did not allow him to modify the rules of heaven and earth one after another.
Players with krypton gold must die a bad death... Xu Qi'an cursed in his heart, and the glimmer of hope that had just emerged instantly disappeared.
The warlock system seems to have poor attack power at first glance, but they are good at formations and refining weapons. As long as they have enough time and resources, they can make krypton gold.
If the combat power is not enough, magic weapons will be collected.
It's simply disgusting.
After throwing out the Eight Trigrams bronze plate, the white-clothed sorcerer said leisurely: The first-grade sorcerer is called "Destiny".
After a pause, he said in a deep voice: Know the destiny of heaven!
The supervisor is planning and making plans in secret. All of this is based on the authority of destiny, but destiny has a huge disadvantage. The supervisor can only make arrangements in secret, and cannot directly intervene, and cannot disclose the secrets of the heaven.
Let me give you an example. For example, he knew that I was going to launch a sneak attack today. He couldn't tell you, and he couldn't help you directly, but he could only help you through some tactful means.For example, enclose the Demon Monk God in your body.
In fact, he did the same.But all things in the world are mutually rebellious, and I have no choice but to deal with God, but someone can cure him.
Xu Qi'an nodded: This reminds me of the wizard's hexagram.
The white-clothed warlock nodded with a smile: The warlock was born from the wizard system.
But what does this have to do with surveillance?Xu Qi'an asked.
Hearing this, the white-clothed sorcerer sighed: The condition for a Qi training man to be promoted to heaven is to refine the fortune of a country.You may not understand if I say that.
Who do you look down on?... Xu Qi'an nodded: It's really hard to understand.
The white-clothed warlock explained patiently: Change to an easier explanation to understand, support a person with destiny to ascend the throne and establish a country and become an emperor. This is the key to the second-grade Qi training man being promoted to the first-grade destiny.
boom!
It was like a thunder blew in my ears, making Xu Qi'an's scalp numb.
All the mysteries were solved.
Therefore, the supervisor chose to help Emperor Wuzong, join forces with Buddhism, and betray his teacher.
The supervisor was successfully promoted to the first rank by supporting Emperor Wuzong.
The first-generation surveillance fell from first-grade to second-grade because of the loss of the country.
No wonder sorcerers need to rely on the court, because a dynasty that ruled the Central Plains is the foundation of sorcerers.
Therefore, the first generation said that if the supervisor killed Joan of Arc, it would destroy the foundation.If he kills me, he only needs to bear the backlash of luck and will not destroy his foundation.
Can't we choose a prince from the existing dynasty to support him ascend the throne?Xu Qi'an tentatively said.
The white-clothed warlock shook his head: This is not enough to promote the Qi training man.
...Xu Qi'an was silent for a long time, but still couldn't help it and asked: Did you have any brain problems back then?Why take an apprentice?
I worked hard to teach my disciples to make him stab myself in the back?
The white-clothed warlock silently and stabbed the eighth and ninth golden nails into Xu Qi'an's body. At this point, all the nails were embedded.
Shenshu was completely sealed.
……
Xu Qi'an wished he could slap himself if his hands could move.
The white-clothed warlock sighed: Because dynasty changes are natural laws, no one can stop them.The destruction of a dynasty will inevitably be accompanied by the death of a supervisor.
That's why I have to accept disciples. If I don't accept disciples, the sorcerer system will become dust in history.Speaking of which, fortunately, it was Wuzong who planned to rebel. Although the royal family changed its lineage, Dafeng was still Dafeng.
Therefore, I am just falling into the state, not dying and disappearing.
Therefore, constantly being stabbed by disciples is a fate that the sorcerer system must bear?Xu Qi'an looked strange and said:
You try to support that lineage and regain the throne so that you can return to the first-class position?
This is obvious.
The white-clothed warlock nodded.
Xu Qi'an said word by word: Then, contemporary surveillance fell back to the second level and began his new round of master murder plan?
Starting a doll between master and apprentice?
The white-clothed warlock looked at him, and his tone suddenly became cold: Do you have any last words?
...Xu Qi'an didn't speak.
The white-clothed warlock stretched out his hand, touched the fragments of the earth book from Xu Qi'an's arms, and gently wiped it.
Xu Qi'an's brain thrust in pain, knowing that his master-servant relationship with the fragments of the Earth Book was dissolved.
My heart suddenly sank.
The white-clothed warlock poured over the small jade mirror and poured out a long sword that emitted a faint glow and was as clear as water.
Then, he stuffed the fragments of the earth book back into Xu Qi'an's arms.
Return it, returned it to me?!
Xu Qian looked at him blankly, so he just took out his Moon Shadow Sword?
This sword was the spoils obtained after killing Ji Qian.
The quality is no worse than his Taiping Sword, but he cannot be among the peerless divine weapons without the birth spirit.
Do you know the true meaning of a fourth-grade formation master?
The white-clothed warlock held the Moon Shadow Sword, turned his head and smiled at Xu Qi'an.
Before Xu Qi'an could speak, he said to himself:
The formation is actually the rule of heaven and earth, otherwise why would it attract wind, rain, thunder and lightning?Why borrow the power of heaven and earth?So, as long as I give me time, I can understand the rules of heaven and earth modified by Confucianism and thus crack it.
As he said that, his palm wiping on the Yueying Sword, wiping out twisted and mysterious spells.
Xu Qian subconsciously closed his eyes and looked directly at these spells, which would have a negative impact on his headache and dizziness. The same feeling was to look directly at the dragon teeth.
The white-clothed sorcerer raised the moon shadow sword and slashed it gently. The dean Zhao Shou's drawing land was broken into pieces.
He said so much to me, not really wasting time, but comprehending the rules of this world... Xu Qi'an felt enlightened in his heart and suddenly felt a huge pressure.
The terrible surveillance is, the terrible surveillance is the first generation.
Fighting with such people is too low in the fault tolerance rate and too much pressure.
In comparison, the semi-crazy Joan of Arc is simply too easy to deal with.
The white-clothed warlock slowly put away the Moon Shadow Sword. Even without looking at Zhao Shou, whose face changed slightly, still had the calm tone and said:
Well, I almost forgot one thing, I have to block your secrets.
In Xu Qi'an's pale face, he slowly said:
In Jianzhou, you have a relationship with the ancestor of the Wulin League.A warrior with a second-grade step and a half-step warrior has stronger combat power than Zhao Shou.
But a martial artist is a martial artist, and it is not difficult to deal with. I just need to block you and he will forget your existence.
Xu Qi'an's face looked ugly, and cold sweat burst out from his forehead. He opened his mouth silently and could no longer speak.
The white-clothed warlock raised his hand and gently wiped it at him.
In the dark, it seemed like something was being blocked.
The white-clothed warlock grabbed Xu Qi'an's shoulder and said: Let's go!
The two disappeared immediately.
The rules that are not allowed to be transmitted have also been cracked.
……
On the official road, Xu Pingzhi, who was riding a horse, suddenly showed a confused look. He held the reins of the horse and looked around, not knowing what he was going to do.
Why am I here, what am I going to do?
He murmured to himself.
Just when he was confused, a shout came from behind him: Lord Xu, what are you going to do?
Xu Pingzhi looked back and saw Zhang Shen Yufeng coming from Yunlu Academy.
I, I don't know what I'm going to do...
Xu Pingzhi answered in a daze.
Zhang Shen said helplessly: It's so good, why did you suddenly go crazy?Your wife and daughter are still waiting for you to go back in the academy.
Xu Pingzhi frowned and suddenly realized that by the way, because his nephew died in Yunzhou, he was depressed all day long, and his daughter Lingyue even missed others when she saw things and cried all day long.
The young girl Xu Lingyin often woke up crying at night, shouting to find her elder brother. Sometimes when she thinks of her elder brother at the table, she turns her sadness into a stomachache and eats five big bowls in a row.
Therefore, he resigned from his position as the centurion of the Imperial Dao Guard and planned to take his wife and daughter to settle down in Jianzhou.
Thinking of this, Xu Pingzhi looked depressed and sighed:
Sorry, since Ning Yan died in Yunzhou in battle, I have been mentally ill and do some inexplicable things.
Ning Yan?Who...
Zhang Shen was stunned for a moment and asked: Who is Ning Yan?
Xu Pingzhi showed sadness: It was my nephew, who died in Yunzhou at a young age.
Zhang Shen nodded.
Although Xu Xinnian was his student, he did not have much contact with the Xu family. This time, he was entrusted by student Xu Cijiu to send the Xu family to Jianzhou to settle down.
……
Suburbs of Beijing.
Chu Yuanzhen sat cross-legged on the sword spine, bursting into tears, and said:
The emperor has no way of doing things, and it will harm the country and the people. Fortunately, there are experts who will eliminate demons and protect the way. Otherwise, I will be destroyed by the tyrant ruler for six hundred years.
Master Hengyuan put his hands together: Good, good, but unfortunately, the master came without a trace, leaving no name, so he brushed his clothes and left, hiding his merits and fame.
Li Miaozhen stood on the flying sword, frowned vigorously. She felt panic for no reason, and felt that she had lost something important.
Lina touched her stomach and said: The matter is over, it’s time for me to go back to Yunlu Academy. The Xu family is here to wait for me.
Speaking of this, she suddenly frowned, and for a moment she couldn't remember why she stayed in the Xu family.
A few seconds later, she suddenly realized that by the way, after she came to the capital, she met Xu Lingyin, a lady from the Xu family, and dug out this peerless little genius from the vast sea of people, so she accepted her as her disciple and taught her to practice.
……
Imperial Palace, Shaoyin Palace.
Lin'an was looking for something in the study like crazy, his movements were rough, his books were thrown randomly, and the vases were crackling and shattered all over the floor.
Your Highness, Your Highness, what are you looking for?
The personal palace maid is very anxious.
Lin'an stopped and stood in a daze. Tears filled her white cheeks. She choked and said:
Me, I forgot something important...
The two palace maids looked at each other, not understanding what the second princess was saying at all.
At one moment, Lin'an saw a chessboard and a scattered chess pieces in the scattered books.
She still didn't remember anything she had forgotten, but instinctively thought that this chess was very important. She squatted down and hugged the chessboard tightly, tears falling like rain.
On the chessboard, the black ink mark says:
Chu River and Han Border!
……
Another place in the palace.
The fourth prince said in a deep voice: Huaiqing, the father has passed away, and the prince has finally survived. But, but I am unwilling to accept it...
After Wei Yuan's death, he lost his greatest pillar and could not have surpassed the legitimate prince.
The mysterious master's killing of his father would inevitably cause turmoil in the court. At this critical juncture, the princes will surely support the prince ascend the throne immediately to stabilize the situation.
The fourth prince felt that his future was dim.
At this time, he discovered that his sister Huai Qing, who had always been resourceful, looked dull and looked sad.
Huaiqing, I know that your father’s death makes you very sad, but the father’s incompetence caused the anger of that peerless master.
The fourth prince said in a deep voice: Now is not a time for sadness. As long as the prince does not ascend the throne for one day, we will have a chance. You must help your brother.
Huaiqing gently held his heart.
It hurts so much, my heart hurts so much, as if it’s empty.
……
Some small courtyard.
Mu Nanzhi sat on the roof, holding her cheeks, thinking about life.
The gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and Aunt Zhang hurried in and shouted:
Madam Mu, what are you doing on the roof?
Mu Nanzhi did not answer, looked down at her and said softly: Aunt Zhang, what's wrong...
As soon as she said that she found that her voice was wrong and her nasal sound was very heavy.
Aunt Zhang said anxiously: The neighbors all said that the capital is over, and the emperor has been killed. They plan to escape from the capital. Will you leave?Call your man together...
Aunt Zhang suddenly stopped talking and looked at her with a strange expression: Madam Mu, why are you crying?
Mu Nanzhi was stunned, touched her face, and her hands were filled with tears.
Me, my husband is dead.She said sadly.
Ah?When did it happen?
Aunt Zhang was shocked.
She cried: I don't know, I, I forgot...
……
In the suburbs of Beijing, somewhere.
Luo Yuheng held the sword in one hand and held the forehead with the other, and her face looked slightly painful.
Thank you, please Qi'an, please Qi'an...
She tried her best to fight against something, but she still couldn't stop the forgetting of some information.
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