The Sword Dynasty

In the deep spring.

The three dynasties of Chu, Yan and Qi acted like three long dragons, leaving Lushan and marching in the wilderness behind Lushan.

Many generals and practitioners in these three dynasties felt particularly humiliated.

They knew very well that the three dynasties came at different times, but now they must leave at the same time, because any army who came to Lushan in one dynasty is no longer safe to face the Qin army alone.

This humiliation is even worse for the Chu generals and officials gathered on the side of the Chu emperor.

After all, they were the winners of Qin nine years ago, but now they are completely reversed.

"Time is also a life, not a crime of war."

"Blessedness is a scourge, and abdication depends on it. No one can say clearly about this transformation."

What most worried these officials of Da Chu was that Chu Emperor's body also burned off the final spirit in Lushan. Now even if not very strong practitioners can feel that his body is like an oil lamp has been burned out After all the kerosene has been removed, only the red wick that is finally burning is emitting embers.So much so that Emperor Chu, while speaking calmly to these most trustworthy courtiers, seemed to be the last words left in their ears.

"Yangshan County was originally theirs, and it was nothing to return them. It was nothing to cut Lushan to Yuanwu. To prevent the Qin captain from driving straight in, at most it was to set up more garrisons for the Lushan area. The most critical It’s people and peace."

Knowing that the people around them could not escape from the shadow of Emperor Yuanwu for a while, Emperor Chu smiled slightly. After finishing these words, he only left a few important ministers around him for the future Chu Dynasty.

"In the previous assassination, you must have known some things, knowing that I am petting Zhao Xiangfei alone is not coveting her beauty."

His eyes fell on these heavy-haired ministers, who said in a deep voice: "What I want you to do now is to follow all her decisions unconditionally, no matter what she does."

Hearing such a general imperial destiny, the four veterans who knew him well were all breathless.

"You will take this as my death."

However, before waiting for them to speak out, Emperor Chu had already watched them whisper, "Since it is a death, you should know how much serious consideration I have made when I said this sentence, so you don’t need to worry, no I need to ask more, I just need you to remember carefully, even if you feel wrong, you have to do what I say."

The four veterans understood the weight of this sentence and got out of the car and knelt down to lead their lives.

Emperor Chu slightly bowed his salute, and the car kept moving forward.

A young practitioner was summoned to his chariot alone.

Even those veteran officials most trusted by Chu Emperor knew that the young practitioner was named Li Yunrui, who had been following the Chu Emperor's personal guard in recent years.

When this young practitioner came to Chu Emperor's chariot alone, countless bronze bird runes on the bronze chariot on which Chu Emperor was riding began to glow, and countless bronze tits seemed to be flying with this bronze chariot. , Flew to the ethereal Qionglou Yuyu above the sky dome.

In the envelop of Qinghui, the face of this young practitioner is extremely calm and solemn. He is very clear that the role of Qinghui emitted by this bronze chariot at this time is only to isolate anyone from listening, and it can also make Emperor Chu Or his figure disappeared here.

He knew that it must be extremely important, and perhaps the mission that required him to give his life was waiting for himself.

He didn't say anything, just waited seriously.

"Don't let anyone know about this matter today, including Concubine Zhao and the future Emperor Dachu."

Emperor Chu looked at him mildly and apologetically, and said this first in the dancing bronze bright.

Li Yunrui took a deep breath and nodded to indicate that he already knew.

"You are going to Changling now. This time, a famous Changling teenager followed Fusu into Wushan. Previously, they all followed the Zhou family ancestor. With your ability, it should not be difficult to find out who that person is."

Emperor Chu looked at him appreciatively and said, "Give him what I previously sealed to you."

Before he said that this matter could not even let Zhao Xiangfei know, Li Yunrui knew the weight but still did not show shock or a puzzled look, but at this time, Li Yunrui frowned and wanted to speak out Ask something.

However, Emperor Chu saw what he was thinking, shook his head, and said, "Don't worry about anything, you just need to give him that thing."

Li Yunrui took a deep breath again and nodded.

"After I died, only you and the Changling teenager will know about this matter."

Emperor Chu was still uneasy, and slowly and solemnly continued: "You can't let anyone know that this happened, even if it is possible, don't let you find you went to Changling."

Li Yunrui took a deep breath, but he still felt a little unable to breathe. He felt his body seemed to be heavy, but in the next moment, countless Qinghui swirled around him.

His body flew high into the sky at an amazing speed, and disappeared in front of the emperor's chariot instantly.

Emperor Chu raised his head slightly and watched Qinghui silently disappear with the white clouds above.

He hopes that his guesses and hunches are absolutely correct, without any problems.

Li Yunrui's body, like the leaves hurled by the hurricane, traveled through the chaotic world and after more than ten breaths, he fell into a mountain forest where the ranks of the Dachu dynasty could not be seen.

There is still a faint radiance lingering around his body, making his body lighter, and no breath is revealed.

He glanced at the position and knelt down in the direction of Emperor Chu returning to the country, knocking his head deeply.

Tears fell in his eyes.

He knew that after this, he would never see the respectable emperor again.

...

Among the vehicles of the Daqi dynasty, there were still eight burly men wearing mail armours carrying the big black car like a tomb.

In this large jade made of bricks and pearls, the two purple and black wooden chairs are still placed in the center.

Qi Di was still sitting on one of the purple-black wooden chairs.

In the wooden chair opposite him, Yan Ying, who put on a new black robe.

Yan Ying closed his eyes, although his vitality had long since disappeared, but his face was as usual, just like falling into a deep sleep.

"Anything, Sheng Ji will naturally decline. The salary is too strong, it will not last."

"If you are a teacher, this is what you told me."

"I really regard you as a teacher, but you think I am not qualified to be your disciple, and I can only call you Ruo Shi."

"According to what you said to me, Yuanwu's victory today is actually a good thing?"

"He is so strong that he will succumb to the three dynasties. It must have been the pinnacle of time. If it is not to such a degree, I think that in the future, there will be no cooperation between our three dynasties. The possibility of working together against Daqin will be one by one. Broken. So, how could he be so dying? But without you on my side, I really don’t have much confidence..."

Having said this in detail, Emperor Qi looked at Yan Ying again and said earnestly: "If you are Master, you see that I fully follow your wishes and will bring your body back to your disciples intact. You should Don’t you suddenly use any means to scare me?”

After finishing this sentence, Qi Di waited quietly.

I don't know how much time has passed.

He sighed, "If you are a teacher, it seems that you really left me... without you, I really feel bored..."

His sigh was faint and he kept echoing in the black car.

Dayuan dynasty's car and vehicle atmosphere appeared to be the most depressed.

Because when leaving Lushan, Emperor Yan's face was the most ugly and angry.

Even when entering his imperial court, Yan Di's eyes still burned with strange anger.

No order has been issued from Yuyun.

All the officials of the Dayan dynasty naturally believed that Emperor Yan was still angry.

But what everyone didn't think of was that there was no hint of anger in Yan Emperor's eyes behind the heavy curtain, and there wasn't even much sadness.

...

Spirit beasts like fish and birds are flying in the sky.

Ding Ning and Fusu sat snuggled together, watching the scenes around Lushan and Wushan swiftly receding in sight.

All the enemies have left, but Emperor Yuanwu on the top of Lushan Mountain still stays.

He stood alone on the edge of the cliff, letting the mountain wind blow his dragon robe and hair.

At this time few people would think that Emperor Yuanwu was still waiting for a person to appear.

In the eyes of Emperor Yuanwu, there is another person who is the biggest variable.

However, that variable did not appear, he won, and won very thoroughly.

The most likely moment to kill him did not appear before... that person died after all. Even if there were nine dead silkworms, it might have nothing to do with him.

There are homing pigeons and falcons flying sharply, and fierce horses running wildly, passing the results of the Lushan League to all directions and to the whole world.

Looking at the white clouds passing by the sky, Emperor Yuanwu thought lightly that the man should never appear again. This world, from today, should be widowed.