Chapter 294: A Place to Rest in Peace Nowhere to Rest in Peace

When that gust of fresh wind passed through, between the gates of the Western Chu Capital and the gates of the Imperial City, almost all passers-by didn’t take it seriously, except for a cloaked old lunatic who froze on the spot.

This old man is even far away from the city of Tai’an officials are quoted as a joke, the ragged old man as usual through the alleys and lanes to beat the night, ordinary night watchman are out at night, but he is different, he only beat the night watch during the daytime, and people say “all dead people”. In the early years, there will be some brocade clothes and noble old man far parking or stop, look at this crazy old nightman, tears, as the years go by, the old nightman will be followed by a large group of children with nothing to do behind the children, shouting dead ah dead ah, most likely will soon be the parents severely grabbed back by the ear, and after some years, almost the whole city began to see the strange. Waiting for the Xiangfu years West Chu restored, the original has been almost mute voice shouting the old more man for some reason, suddenly began to tear his heart and lungs up, which sadness and bitterness is better than the year. Before the restoration of the state, the old master Sun Xiji and Cao Changqing and Jiang Si, who has not yet claimed the title of emperor and ascended to the throne, had encountered this old maniac on the street, the old night watchman once took the hammer to Sun Xiji called a “dead man”, and Cao Changqing called “the man who is going to die”, but only He looked at the deceased princess Jiang Si and cried out in grief, asking her, the only living person left, to go quickly. At that time, when the old night watchman ran away, through Sun Xiji unveiled the mystery, Jiang Si realized that the old night watchman’s real name is Jiang Shulang, once thirty-nine years old, he was in charge of the Chongwen Pavilion of the Chu Dynasty, and under his hands, he was in charge of the three hospitals of the Pavilion and six hundred editorial schools, and he was regarded as a scholar by the late Emperor of the Chu Dynasty who had the reputation of “having Jiang Shulang in the literary world, and having Cao Deyi in the chess game,” which is different from many of the remaining old men of the Chu Dynasty. Unlike many of the old men of the Western Chu, who revered the purity of the Yellow Emperor or directly escaped the Zen forest, Jiang Shuelang was so crazy, crazy for more than twenty years, knocking for more than twenty years for the former No. 1 city in the Central Plains.

At this time, the old man’s cloudy eyes little by little regained their clarity, and the gong and mallet in his hand unconsciously fell down on the street. The old man suddenly turned around and ran, all the way to run wildly, several times fell down also simply ignore the pain, climb up and continue to run, until the old man finally ran back to the lonely and lonely in front of the dilapidated hut, the old man began to look blank, scratching his head vigorously, and finally so that squatting on the ground hoarse whimpering, like a mangy dog full of wounds, some of the pain screaming, not in the mouth, but out of the mouth of the heart full of the past, wailing one bite at a time. The old man covered his head full of pain to stand up, staggered into the house, rummage through the box, finally from a pile of rags under the bed and pulled out an erhu, python skin has long since faded, the strings are long broken, the old man holding that even the piano pole is also unknown to the erhu, staring blankly in a daze. I do not know how long, the old man slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid air, got up and moved a small broken stool, sitting in front of the house without steps, the old man is the crown, close your eyes, and then stretch out a finger dipped in saliva, in front of the body seems to be placed in a sheet music, but also like the old man reached out to turn over, and then he began to pull the erhu, pulled up the no piano pole and no strings of an erhu.

The tune in the old man’s mind was called Spring and Autumn.

The great rivers of Western Chu, the majestic mountains of Eastern Yue, the plugged-in Northern Han, the lychees of Southern Tang, the silks of Western Shu, the giant trees of the latter Sui ……

When the old man was still called Jiangshuilang, Western Chu was called Da Chu!

My Da Chu has the world’s first nationalist Li Mi, the Spring and Autumn soldier armor Ye Bai Kui, Li Chun Gang who flew over the Guangling River with his sword, Zhao Dingxiu who has the best book in the world, Wang Jing who has the best poetry in the capital, Cao Changqing who is the most pleased of the Cao family, Sun Xiji who was ranked in the center of the central government wearing purple and yellow in his weaker years, Zeng Xianglin who has the best etiquette in the world, and Tang Jiahe who has a good command of all the hundred schools of thought… …

The old man shed more than tears.

Chu died, is a lonely ghost in the wilderness of Spring and Autumn with nothing to rely on and nothing to go.

The old man stopped and laughed for no reason.

Eventually, the old man lowered his head and muttered, “I’m not crazy, Chu is dead, some people pretend to be asleep, some people pretend to be stupid, some people pretend to be dead, I’m Jiang Shulang, but I can’t get drunk on wine.”

The old man wiped his tears haphazardly and looked up into the distance, his fingers trembling.

Thinking back to the year, now the old man is not yet old, the dead man is even more not dead when, still remember a tune once praised the dynasty, spread throughout the north and south of the Yangtze River, that tune for the great general Ye Baikui and write, he Jiang Shuelang music, Wang Qing lyrics, Zhao Dingxiu writing.

The name of the song is “The General’s Walk”, and where there is well water, there will be someone to sing it.

The old man sang generously, but just one line and he sobbed uncontrollably.

“A young man before he is crowned, he is leaving his hometown!”

Liyang Tai’an City Palace City Imperial City Inner City, from the inside to the outside of the three cities are guarded by people, back then, Artemisia Liu was one of them, and now the old ancestor of the Wu Family’s Sword Mound is also the same.

In addition to those martial arts masters, Tai’an City itself has two more great formations that operate non-stop with the Qin Tian Supervisor as the centerpiece.

West Chu capital of that magnificent array has long been in the mountains and rivers after the destruction of the nest of the Guangling King Zhao Yi destroyed, but now there are still people guarding the city to watch the door, the West Chu sword Tao ruler Lu Dantian is one of them, but unfortunately has not yet returned, the rest of the dragon see the head and not see the tail of the two people, in the day today, both appeared in broad daylight, so clearly appeared in the field of vision of the crowd, a person stood in the imperial city gate After, old, short, wearing a long-sleeved robe, feet on wooden clogs, like a straw man next to the rice paddies. One person stood before the palace gate, looking at the former’s back from a distance, also an ancient old man, this one was wearing a python robe, which was neither the style of the Liyang Clan King nor in line with today’s Western Chu royal family’s etiquette, but rather the Clan King’s python robe that could only be seen in the old years in the Da Chu temple, this old man with the surname of Jiang, who had once been removed from Da Chu’s clan, was tall in stature, but was dead in the water.

Between the two old men, there is a whole 1,600 elite imperial guards, 1,600 bright iron armor, glittering in the daylight, as if wearing the golden armor of the celestial immortals.

Above the two city heads, there were even nearly a thousand bows and crossbows ready to fire.

Only that bold young man was seen standing alone outside the gate.

Several generals clad in flashy armor stood behind the battlements at the city’s head, all of them sweating coldly, none of them dared to act rashly, none of them dared to take the lead in giving orders.

The people of the two largest cities under the sky were the most convinced that there were land immortals in the world, one was Tai’an City in Liyang, and the second was the one under their feet. All of this was largely due to one man, the great official son Cao Changqing.

The people of Wudi City in the East China Sea were not as good as these two cities, because Wang Xianzhi, who claimed to be the second in heaven and earth, never claimed to be an immortal, and countless masters had come and gone in the past one year, but all of them were defeated by Wang Xianzhi, who was a man of the earth, and the people in the city of Wudi City were not interested in the so-called immortal people.

But Cao Changqing or Wang Xianzhi. No matter how many floors or tens of floors their martial arts cultivation was high, this young man underneath the city with his hands pressing the hilt of the sword at his waist, was at the very least a great master who was on par with these two on the first floor.

Xu Fengyen stood still, until this day and this moment, he suddenly realized that the original old man in sheepskin fur was a native of Western Chu.

Xu Fengyen grinned.

He remembered that after the battle of the three in Tai’an City came to an end, top sect masters such as Cao Changqing and Deng Tai’a both asked the same question with him.

Did the old man who broke armor by two thousand six in one qi on the banks of the Guangling River cross that celestial threshold of one qi thousand miles or not?

At that time, Xu Fengyen did not give a direct answer, he just smiled and stretched out a finger on one hand, and then let the two guess for themselves.

The length of one qi, a thousand miles away and a hundred miles.

A mouthful of sword qi, rolling thunder from a thousand miles away.

As long as whenever you can ask your heart, such as the green-shirted sword god a year ago, such as the old man in sheepskin fur who unraveled his heart a year later, it is always so easy to become the world’s number one.

Because you are Li Chun Gang ah.

The jianghu is so big, only you but the sword in your hand that short three feet away.

The title of invincible in the world is so heavy, only you Li Chun Gang said to put it, want to pick up to pick up.

Xu Fengyen suddenly had some anger.

Unfortunately, the person he wanted to be angry with was no longer in this city, and was probably far away from Tai’an City at this point.

”Cao Changqing, back then I shouldn’t have let you take her away!

If that year is replaced by today, you come to me again to pretend to be an expert and try it?

Xu Fengyen placed the palms of his hands against the hilts of the Beiliang Sword and the River Crossing Pawn and took a deep breath.

Qi through the rainbow.

When Xu Fengyen gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, in an instant, the lofty and solemn gates of the Imperial City were shattered by his foot.

Inside the Western Chu capital, a thunderstorm rose from the flat ground.

The powdered debris of the gate flew recklessly.

The short, wide-sleeved old man guarding the gates of the Imperial City was indifferent, holding his breath, spreading his hands forward, bending his middle finger, and doing a finger snap in turn.

Every time he snapped his fingers, the old man with two sleeves bulging up as if they were filled with clear wind slid backwards a few feet.

Between the skinny old man and the tall city gate, two augur dragons were born at the old man’s fingertips, one on the left and one on the right.

One black and one white.

In the Linglong water pavilion by the river lake northwest of the imperial palace, the atmosphere was gloomy, and He Taisheng, the vice commander of the imperial forest army, who was draped in a pair of golden armor, stood at the bottom of the steps with an awkward look on his face.

Sword Dao master Lv Dantian is nominally four thousand imperial army hand, than He Taisheng within the three from the third grade deputy commander are higher than a rank, but Lv Dantian only hang a false title, and not really serve as a duty, so the real power of the army in fact in He Taisheng at this time is responsible for the palace gate guards in the hands of the Gu Sui, as for the other Qi deputy commander has long been sidelined by the whole day to only know how to drink to pour out their sorrows, at the beginning of the year on the few The other deputy commander, Qi, has long been marginalized and only drinks and worries all day long, and has rarely ordered troops at the beginning of the year. He Taisheng and Gu Sui is not quite the same, Gu Sui is the son of a family with two surviving elders in the dynasty, so in the officialdom of the left and right, while He Taisheng is an ordinary scholarly origin, is relying on the two years of war in the accumulation of notable military achievements, and secretly attached to the rich and powerful to climb up to this position, the more hard-won, the more valuable, at this time, He Taisheng’s feelings are particularly complex, both for the The young woman emperor’s guilt, deep down there is also a trace of unknown darkness, when twenty years away from the Yang people, He Taisheng in fact on the Chu West Chu has not been the old generation of the kind of obsession, the state name is Jiang or Zhao, when the years and ambitious He Taisheng, are not important, then is to feel that he is expected to become one of the founding fathers of the ministers to help the dragon, which is to bravely kill the enemy in the annihilation of the Yan Zhenchun riding troops A battle on the great glory, back to the capital to report time soon be around this Song family Junyan Song Maolin pulling together, take the Song family this ride on the big boat, He Taisheng step by step, even the Song family can not imagine, that he is a strange goods to live in the eye of the people, in fact, there are hidden in this city Zhao hook big shot, has promised him a town of generals, we must know that the whole of the dynasty away from the Yang Dynasty of the miscellaneous generals as many as hair, but in the real power of the generals is not much, but in the generals, the generals are not much, but in the real power of the generals. But in the real power of the general is not much, four levy four Ping eight people can be called “big generals”, the next is four towns four security, and then it will be the turn of Song Kasa last year to obtain the general of the cross river, as well as his Ho Tai Sheng within reach of the town of the general, in general, in the sixteen generals, the town of the general of the general of the cross river, in fact, the general has been more powerful than the general of a state! General is no less than a state general.

The corner of He Taisheng’s eyes carefully glanced at the woman.

The Emperor of Great Chu.

Plus the beauty of the Rouge Review.

Plus the woman’s identity as a Sword Immortal.

The heart of this second-in-command of the imperial army was like a furnace blazing.

Why is it that you, Song Maolin, a weak scholar and a waste of space with no hands, can express your adoration in a dignified manner? Why do I, He Taisheng, have to grovel to you, and every time I raise my glass to toast at a banquet, my glass has to be deliberately half a glass lower than yours in order to be at peace?

Song Wenfeng, after hearing the urgent “military situation” reported by He Taisheng, was still confident, still standing near a corridor pillar, the old man smiled and said: “Does Your Majesty think that everything will be fine if that person suddenly appears in the capital?”

The old man did not get an answer and said to himself, “His appearance was somewhat unexpected, as a matter of fact, if he wanted to stand outside the capital, he should have waited until those 10,000 Northern Liang barbarians desperately tried to break through Wu Chongxuan’s army and several of my Chu defenses, but the old minister can only say that this young vassal king has commendable courage, but unfortunately, his luck is really bad. After I learned from the palace that Cao Changqing had indeed left the capital and traveled north, the three powerful clans led by my Song family began to lay out a plan that was originally designed to deal with the worst-case scenario in the event that Cao Changqing were to hear of his arrival, but not to deal with the young man surnamed Xu. His Majesty is new to driving, in the end he is still too young, many secret matters are not clear, of course, His Majesty has never been uninterested in dynastic affairs ……”

Said here, Song Wenfeng words for the first time showed sarcasm, “After all, it is a woman who is in charge of the country well, the mind will not really put on the rise and fall.”

Pale Song Maolin was about to open his mouth, and was known as the father of the Song Qingshan tugged at his cuffs and stared angrily at each other.

Song Maolin was about to speak, but under his father’s eyes’ warning, this famous north-south man of style eventually lowered his head, his fists clenched, his face full of pain.

As the contemporary Song Valve family head, Song Wenfeng reached out to caress that vermillion lacquer corridor pillar, ”The hearts of people are repetitive, when the Great Chu was destroyed and Zhao Yi entered this city, he quickly leaked the details of the Grand Formation, but by the time we drove away that Liyang Vassal King, someone else took the initiative to come and inform us of the inner workings of the Grand Formation, saying that back then, what Zhao Yi destroyed was only half of the Grand Formation. Your Majesty, look at this, the same thing is sold in two parts, and they are both sold at sky-high prices, isn’t it awesome? The old minister used to be just a dead book reading dead book pedantic literati, than fleeing to the deep mountains and old forests of the Tang Jiahe better than where, but this twenty years of cold-eyed observation, only to understand the bustle of fame and fortune, who is not a merchant? Ordinary merchants and businessmen seek profit, my generation of readers seek fame, and die to be famous in history, in fact, it boils down to the same thing.”

The old man seems to feel a coldness, subconsciously pulled the collar cuffs, “Your Majesty ah, I ask you to look up and look around, now in the court of Chu, who is not in the price to sell? Who is not looking for a way out? Those who are truly loyal to your majesty, there are, and quite a few, but unfortunately they are all already in the battlefield and not in the capital, they can’t escape the word death, even if they are lucky enough to survive the battlefield, we people will definitely not let them live. I believe that Liyang Zhao room on this matter will be happy to see, the literati kill literati or not, literati kill martial arts also, never kill bloodless, the key is to be able to kill the opponent after death have no way to turn around in the history books.”

I don’t know when, the emperor of Da Chu is still sitting cross-legged, but has already faced the rivers and lakes with her back to the crowd, and she has also put away the stacks of copper coins that were previously placed with great care.

She didn’t lightly say a childish remark that made a big fuss, “Are you trying to scare me?”

Song Wenfeng cried and laughed, it feels like a grass saint to write a masterpiece of the dragon and phoenix, the table stood next to a bucket of words can not read the reckless, asked how to write, replied that a word can not read.

She went on to say, “Although I don’t quite understand what you’re saying, but I’m really not scared.”

She actually left one sentence unsaid.

I was bullied big.

Song Wenfeng, who doubly felt like he was talking to a cow, somehow developed a violent aura and violently raised his hand, about to slap this young woman.

At that moment, the old man has never been so bold.

But all of a sudden, the ground shook violently, and the old man almost crashed headfirst into the corridor pillars.

At the gate of the Imperial City, two imposing scaly dragons pounced.

Xu Fengyen did not draw any of his swords, instead, he raised both his hands and opened his five fingers, actually directly grasping the hideous heads of the two huge scaly dragons in death.

Luster exploded between the five fingers.

The two strong winds were so majestic that they blew Xu Fenian’s hair at his temples backward.

Xu Fenian pressed his hands downward.

The two black and white augur dragons were like old and naive cows that were forced to drink water from their heads and crashed into the water without any struggle.

Xu Fengyen’s body side left and right were immediately knocked out two huge pits, how long the dragon was, how deep the holes were.

Xu Fengyen looked at the expressionless short old man, “I didn’t come here to kill anyone, but don’t give me an inch.”

The old man twenty feet away smiled coldly, his hands crossed over and drew a large circle in front of him.

Qi rotated and rippled.

Eventually, a wide mirror was formed, just like picking up a basin of water and withdrawing the basin, but the basin of water hovered in the air.

The old man stared dead on at this young feudal lord who seemed to be the exclusive leader of the jianghu, and said with a leathery smile, “The old man is nothing but a wild ghost of the withered mound, but still has a knot in his heart that remains unresolved, that is, he has never had the opportunity to compete with the human cat Han Sheng Xuan, so he still does not know who is the true number one in the Finger Xuan realm.”

In the mirror, the tall buildings and pavilions came to life, such as the air attic, such as a mirage, such as an ethereal fairyland.

If one were to scrutinize carefully, one would be able to see that it was actually the entire Western Chu Capital City, not the slightest bit different.

The old man stretched out a finger gently knocked down.

A knock again and again.

Total five times.

West Chu capital of the sky, suddenly like a heavenly thunder from the nine heavens above, breaking through the clouds straight down, smashed to the young feudal king’s head.

When an Immortal was angry, five thunderbolts blasted the top of his head.

The first heavenly thunder that drew the heaven and earth visions exploded three feet above Xu Fengnian’s head.

The raging qi that scattered and fluttered around Xu Fengyen flowed down to the ground, instantly chipping away three inches of the ground.

A flash of surprise passed through the old man’s eyes.

But the old man was soon stunned.

The second heavenly thunderbolt had not even smashed on the young feudal king’s head, but rather a zhang above it, the third was higher, and as for the last one, it was really a loud thunderstorm.

This heavenly handiwork of the unknown old man in front of her was clearly to use the remaining qi fortune of the Western Chu as a shortcut to the end of the Heavenly Symbol realm.

These remaining family funds were hers.

And that silly girl is the one who would be depressed or happy for a long time even with the gain or loss of one or two coins.

So Xu Fenian started to swipe forward without saying a word.

The next moment, Xu Fengyen stood behind the short old man, “Are you worthy of competing with Han Shengxuan for the first place in Finger Xuan?”

It turned out that the old man’s head was no longer there, carried in the hands of the young feudal king.

That old man surnamed Jiang from Da Chu, who had retired for many years, snapped his eyes open and his aura skyrocketed.

Xu Fengnian casually threw the head onto the ground in front of those 1,600 iron armor bodies.

The head rolled and blood flowed.

At this moment, there were sword-negative three riders galloping all the way along the imperial road, and one of them had a loud voice that rang out behind Xu Fenian saying, “Xu Fenian! Exit the capital!”

When those three riders were approaching the gates of the Imperial City, they had already drawn their long swords, and for a while, the sword aura was spreading across the Imperial Road.

This had been all of the Western Chu Sword Dao everyone outside of Lu Dantian.

Xu Fengyen said “get out” without moving.

When the three horses were about to rush out of the city gate, it was like hitting a wall as hard as iron, the horse’s head was shattered.

Although the three sword masters who had been famous for a long time in the Great Chu River and Lake were aware of this, they abandoned their horses and jumped up, each stabbing at the invisible city wall with their swords.

But without exception, there is no force to retain the long sword are broken with a bang. The most powerful swordsman even crashed his entire body on top of the wall of qi.

With three fine needles to stab a large rice paper, the paper does not break but the needle breaks.

The difference between high and low is visible at a glance.

The three Western Chu Sword Dao Masters who had already injured their internal organs looked at each other.

Xu Fengyen did not turn his head at all, looking at the distant iron armored imperial guards who were outnumbered but acting as if they were enemies, he said in a cold voice: “Get out of the way.”

When Xu Fenian took a step, the first layer of iron armor in front of him began to retreat a step backward.

When Xu Fengyen’s right hand grabbed the crossing pawn on his left waist.

The densely packed infantry formation became more and more crowded.

A general above the four city heads finally ordered arrows to be fired.

But the arrows of more than a thousand bows were all at a distance of less than a foot from the string, deceptively still, and then slowly dropped their arrows.

More than a thousand cold sharp arrows, like more than a thousand cold poisonous snakes spitting out their letters.

Some people gulped, some people broke out in a cold sweat, and some people trembled.

But not a single person made a sound, not a single person retreated.

That Jiang Clan Imperial Clan old man took a step forward and crushed an item in his hand before raising a fist and hammering it heavily on his heart.

His already tall and sturdy figure suddenly reached a height of one foot four feet that could never be grown from a mortal body, and golden light flowed out.

Seeing this familiar scene, as if he was re-located at the entrance of the Imperial College, Xu Fengnian said in a deep voice, “You really deserve to die!”

That Heavenly Court War God raised his arms to block in front of his head.

Xu Fengyen’s figure swept through the iron armor infantry formation, and his right hand crossed the river pawn slashed at the golden giant’s arm.

The latter crashed through the palace gate.

As Xu Fengnian stepped through the gate, the golden giant in the dust crouching slightly on both knees stood straight and said aloud, “Again!”

Xu Fengyen flashed away.

The golden giant fell back once again, cutting a gully in the hard ground.

This time, there was no need for the golden giant to make a sound of reminder, Xu Fengyen had already slammed this one, who had condensed an unbreakable golden body with the West Chu Qi, into the ground with a single slash of his sword.

Xu Fengyen carried his sword forward.

Behind him, the pit was splattered with rubble and golden light, and the giant ran forward towards the young man’s back with great strides, as fast as running thunder, each step shaking the earth.

Xu Fengnian’s left hand gripped the Northern Liang Sword on his right waist.

In fact, this Liang knife had already broken in the battle with Chen Zhi Bao in Guangling River, and the crossing pawns also had minor cracks.

In that battle, Xu Fengnian stabbed Chen Zhi Bao.

The price was being hit in the shoulder by the green to purple plum wine spearhead.

Xu Fengyen turned around and slashed with his left hand.

That half of the cool knife was placed horizontally on the earth like an arcing moon at night.

The golden giant that was slashed on the neck surprisingly did not have its head cut off, but was sent flying with a loud bang, its entire torso crashing into the city wall.

This giant that was comparable to the Buddhist Vajra realm peeled off the city wall with both hands and was about to break through the wall to continue the battle again.

Xu Fengnian leaned forward, holding his sword in both hands, and swept away.

Near the water pavilion of that jianghu, news continued to be transmitted, He Taisheng’s face became more and more gloomy.

Song Wenfeng’s face was cloudy.

The young empress seemed as if she didn’t care at all about the fierce battle over there, looking at the dead silent water, occasionally a water column would splash up.

Perhaps no one had noticed one detail, and that was that the water level of this small lake had risen by more than a few feet in just half a month, but since the eunuchs and ladies in the palace were all new to Xichu, they didn’t know about the past, and just took it as a sign that the small lake was just as it should have been after the beginning of spring.

Her hands resting on her cheeks, gazing into the distance, green and vibrant.

This time it was her turn to sneer, “What, are you guys scared here?”

Song Wenfeng sneered, “Does Your Majesty really think that that Northern Liang King can retreat in one piece? Do you really think you can follow him far away?”

It was a beautiful time of the year when the grass grew and the warblers flew.

But a yellow warbler somehow fell on the lake.

She murmured in a voice only she could hear, “I’m not leaving.”

Song Wenfeng snapped, “Jiang Si, don’t forget that you were born as a person of the Great Chu Jiang Clan, and even if you die, you should still be a ghost of the Great Chu Jiang Clan! In this world, you can die in any place but not in Northern Liang! That’s not a place for you Jiang Si to settle down, nor will it be a place for you to feel at ease!”

Song Wenfeng laughed back in anger, turning his head to stare viciously at this young woman, “Haha, what a slip of the tongue! Xu Snapdragon’s firstborn son, yet he wants to save the Emperor of the Jiang Clan of Great Chu from this cage? Your Majesty, I, Song Wenfeng, am asking you for the last time as a subject of Great Chu, even if no one in Great Chu stops him, do you, Jiang Si, dare to go with him, and what face do you have to face the ancestors of the Jiang Clan?!”

Just at this time, a strange but warm voice sounded not far away, “Old bastard, shut up, will you?”

Song Wenfeng was struck by lightning, but he didn’t dare to turn around and turn back in the first place.

Song Qingshan Song Maolin was no better, and He Taisheng, the Vice Commander of the Imperial Forest Army, was even sweating.

That young man who finally made it this far was dusty and had some blood oozing out of his left shoulder.

So he subconsciously went and wiped his left shoulder.

Just like a village boy working in the fields, he wiped off his sweat before going home and knocking on the door, so that his daughter-in-law wouldn’t see his exhaustion.

He Taisheng quietly took a step backward.

The iron armor clanked as his feet moved, which made the Vice Commander, who was originally satisfied with the flashy armor on his body, hate its anachronism so much for the first time.

That young man made a gesture of looking around, then intentionally didn’t look at the graceful and elegant son of a certain Song family flirt, but instead laughed at the older middle-aged Song Qingshan, “Oh, you’re that what’s-his-name Song Maolin, right? It’s quite a manly figure.”

Song Qingshan and Song Maolin instantly blushed at the same time.

Song Wenfeng narrowed his eyes, unable to see what he was thinking, worthy of being an old fox who had spent most of his life in the sea of bureaucracy.

Xu Fengyen stretched out his finger and hooked it towards the middle-aged “Song Maolin” in his eyes, “Song Maolin, you kid stand out, I want to talk to you.”

Song Qingshan was furious to the extreme and angrily rebuked, “Xu Fenian, you are bold! This is my capital city of Chu ……”

There was a slap.

Song Qingshan, who received a slap, flew out horizontally and fell heavily on the ground a few feet away, twitching twice before he was dead or alive.

The real Song Maolin was just about to speak, but he was also slapped and thrown out just as he had been, and someone even said in broken words, “His mother’s looks are a hundred thousand miles worse than Lao Zi’s, and he also dares to come out in broad daylight to pretend to be a ghost to scare people ……”

She who had her back to them in the water pavilion seemed to have a sneaky shrug of her shoulders.

Xu Fengnian, whose sight had been resting on her, would smile.

Seeing her, even if it was just her back, he was happy.

The atmosphere did not dare to gasp He Taisheng’s eyes and nose, holding a deaf and blind stance to the tragedy in front of him.

Unfortunately, the result is still being that unreasonable young man kicked, kicked into a shrimp in the air, crashed through a thick willow tree, spit out a big bowl of blood before fainting.

Xu Fenian walked up the steps step by step.

Song Wenfeng retreated step by step, leaning against the porch pillar before realizing that there was no way back.

Xu Fengyen pressed down on his head and pushed him hard against the pillar.

This first rank official who was in charge of the Great Chu’s Gate Province immediately rolled his eyes and fell limply to the ground.

She faced the river and lake, his back faced the river and lake.

He tried to speak as calmly and softly as possible, “Have you seen enough, if you have seen enough, follow me.”

She was silent.

He continued, “If not seen enough, I can wait.”

She remained silent.

After reuniting, the two were speechless for a long time.

Xu Fengnian repeated his earlier words but raised his voice, “Come with me!”

But she just didn’t speak.

Xu Fenian lowered his voice, “Okay?”

Jiang Si, who was no longer that poor maid little mudblood of the Northern Liang King’s Mansion, raised her head slightly and said in an emotionless tone, “They don’t know, you don’t know?”

The jianghu in front of her eyes.

Why had the water level risen during most of the month after the beginning of spring this year? Why did birds of prey often fall inside and outside the capital? Why does staying at the lake for a long time make people feel a chill seeping into their hearts?

Because there are more than 100,000 swords hidden in the lake!

Flying over ten million miles from all parts of the world, they all landed in the small lake.

She slowly said, “I’ve asked Grandpa Lu to return the sword case to you.”

He didn’t know if he really didn’t know or pretended not to know, and softly hmmmed, “I received it, waiting for you to go back and get it.”

She said flatly, “Go away.”

He said, “I won’t bully you anymore.”

He grinned, “Really.”

She was silent for a moment, “You go! Since I didn’t go to the Western Basement Wall, I won’t leave here in this lifetime. If you don’t go, either I die or you do!”

She stood up violently, still facing the small lake.

Along with her rising, there were also those 100,000 genuine long swords in the lake!

The sky and the earth were filled with sword qi!

She said angrily, “You go!”

Xu Fengyen sat quietly beside her, looking at the pair of boots that she had arranged in a crooked way, he bent down to arrange them neatly.

As he bent down, he sniffled, his face full of tears.

She couldn’t see it.