The Sword Dynasty

When the phalanxes in the turrets were launched one after another, the courtyard where Shen Jianshen Chen Jianshou was located was already full of many Shendujian officials who could not be seen on weekdays.

Before boarding the carriage, Chen Jianshou issued a series of commands in an extremely simple and quick manner.

Most of these orders are directed against Jiantiansi, including the assassination of some important people in Jiantiansi, and the rapid takeover of some institutions.

These orders contain a meticulous plan and an extremely good understanding of Jiantiansi. In particular, most orders require the Queen and the two-phase documents to be executed.

However, none of the officials of the Shendujian standing in this courtyard felt abnormal, because the greatest significance of the existence of the Shendujian from the beginning of Yuanwu's enthronement more than ten years ago was to eat Jiantian Si one day.

The officials of the Shendujian in these courtyards certainly include many old people like Mo Qinggong.The old man only corresponds to the number of years they have served as officials in the Shendu prison, not that they are really old.

They saw the shining excitement in the eyes of the newcomers around the god prison.

This opportunity is indeed a good opportunity for these young officials, but this time for these elderly people, such excitement is morbid.

The battle on the Qin-Chu border is in full swing, and it is not yet known who the deer is. The Jiantian Division is also a major pillar for Changling. Now these young officials do not worry about the battle at the border, but have already thought that this battle of punishing the Jiantian Division will give themselves What kind of benefits will the future bring.

However, even an old man like Mo Qinggong didn't find Chen Jianshou's slightest anomaly.

Ye Celen is still in the Changling City. For Chen Jianshou, everything about him is in this Changling City.

But he himself boarded the carriage and began to follow Minshan Jianzong according to the will in the palace.

The reason why he accepted this arrangement completely obediently was because he knew very well that in this storm in Changling, only by keeping Baili Suxue as much as possible, it is possible to keep the night cold.

For the hostess in the palace, Baixue Xuexue is more important than Ye Celing.

As long as Baixue Xuexue is alive, many people will not be able to leave, nor can it be used to deal with the night cold.

"I hope you can live."

When the carriage started to gallop fast, Chen Jianshou, who closed his eyes, said slowly in his heart: "I hope I can live too."

For ordinary people in Changling, alive is only the lowest demand. They pursue a better life, but for many people who have reached the top, living has become the ultimate pursuit.

As long as they can live, and the people they care about can live, they do not care about the so-called pleasures. Even if they eat the most rudimentary food and wear the roughest clothes, they can be at ease.

A tremor with a unique rhythm came from the galloping carriage.

The person who drove for Chen Jianshou was a deaf and dumb old servant, and the communication between him and Chen Jianshou tapped on the carriage with the real element flowing out of his fingers.

Someone tried to stop his carriage, and it was only a low-level official who was blocking the road, and the repair was nothing but the situation.

There are no such low-level officials who dare to stop his carriage at ordinary times, so Chen Jianshou reopened his eyes and stopped the carriage. He wanted to hear what the low-level official wanted to say to him.

"Chen Jinci, etiquette."

When the carriage stopped, there was already a superintendent of officials in the side roadway, and next to his carriage, he bowed and said these two words softly.

Chen Jianshou stunned slightly, waved his hand to let the god priest officer leave, and then looked at the young official who was approaching.

Although he is a low-ranking official of the ceremonial department, this is a practitioner who came from the Chen family in Liangjiang County like him. He is on the same lineage, so he knows this young man.

The young official was a bit cautious, but he walked to his carriage until he bowed and said softly, "Don't try to deal with Lord Duanmu, it's a trap."

A strange flame ignited in the depths of Chen Jianshou's eyes, his brow furrowed deeply, and asked, "Who made you come to say such things to me?"

The young official went on: "Master Shen Xuan told me to tell you that he is not your enemy."

After saying this, the young official looked up, and then black blood began to flow from his mouth, and then his pupils also became black, and black tears began to flow.

Chen Jianshou knew that the young official had reached the last time in his life. His tone, which was always slow, suddenly became hurried, "Why?"

"Not only because of Lord Shen Xuan, but also in a sense, you are the future of our Liangjiang County, and you represent our Chen family, so you can't have an accident."

When this sentence was finished, the young official fell down and died beside his carriage.

Chen Jianshou slowly lowered his head.

His movements were also extremely slow, as slow as the moss growing slowly in the shadows.

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Minshan Jianzong, Baili Suxue walked along the white jade-like ice channel to the top of the ice.

The more the Jianzong of Minshan is, the colder it is at the top, there is a wonderful rule of vitality, the cold on the ice channel is far more than all the ice and snow in the world, and it has a strange repulsive effect on the external water vapor, and the water vapor in the air is frozen here It became hoarfrost, but it couldn't fall. It was pushed away by the coldness of the mountain road, and was blown away by the mountain breeze, and it was scattered again between the sky and the earth.

It's just that the cold air on Baili Suxue is stronger than this ice channel today. Every step of the fall, a white vitality flows out from his body, falls on the ice channel below his body, and then follows the eternal The ice surface penetrated into the inside until the sapphire-like color slowly revealed inside.

The mountain breeze is like a sword, and it can't blow the robes of Baixue Xue, but his hair flows under his own vitality, and his own rhythm dances behind him, which naturally has a sacred taste.

He looked at Changling.

Like many years ago, today the overcast tombs are overcast with clouds.

It is only different from that of the past. Most of the clouds in Changling today come from the yinyue moon formation of the turret, and the clouds and the extremely disordered heaven and earth of the year came from the practitioners who came to kill Wang Jingmeng from all dynasties.

Suddenly a cold sneer smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The world around Jianshan Zongzong in Minshan is still not surprised, but he is well aware that the changes in the situation here will soon exceed the Changling tomb at this moment.

Countless people wanted to kill Wang Jingmeng.

There are countless people coming to kill him now.

He is very proud.

Because no one in the world misunderstood him and knew his intentions.

He just loves and hates so clearly.

He didn't forgive or forgive Wang Jingmeng, but no matter what he did, he obeyed his own wishes.