Zhao Yanrong sorted out his clues and quickly summoned a group of generals and tiger women to discuss matters, determined to strike while the iron is hot and try to win the support of the generals. To be honest, it is still unknown whether it can be achieved. Fortunately, Confucianism has not yet been done in troubled times.

It is popular, and those views that imprison women's freedom have not yet become the golden rule, otherwise her dream will be just a dream after all.

Qiao Hui also knew that the opportunity was rare. Whether he could become the Imperial Merchants of the Song Dynasty would be able to achieve success in one battle. If he performed well, he would easily accumulate thousands of wealth. He excitedly pulled Wu Dong to the city to find the caravan of Jubao Pavilion.

Start to promote the plan to make money.

Yin Lianlian was light and slipped back to the room to take a nap, which was very comfortable.

Fu Jingtao and Tuoba Jian were both idle masters. They stood up to move their hands and feet, and patrolled various courtyards to see if there were any omissions in defense. Since the Khitans dared to be the first day of the lunar calendar, it was difficult to protect Tubo, and the Southern Tang Dynasty followed the example and did ten things

5. Be careful of no big mistakes.

The weather was hot and the cicadas kept chirping. After walking for a while, they were sweating profusely. The two patrolted the back garden and hid in the shade of trees to rest.

Tuoba Jian casually broke a willow branch and pulled off the willow leaves piece by piece. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly said: "Brother Fu, in addition to the Khitans, there are also disciples of Lingbo Pavilion who attacked the princess."

Fu Jingtao said lightly: "I thought you would remain silent if I didn't ask!"

Tuoba Jian sighed, "I was born in Lingbo Pavilion after all. If I admit everything, what would the King of Jin and the Princess think? Can they tolerate me staying here?" Lingbo Pavilion participated in the attack on the Princess of the Song Dynasty,

His heart is jealous, but once he is deeply involved, he will most likely be expelled.

Fu Jingtao said: "Then why do you confess to me?"

Tuoba Jian said: "Because I believe in you!"

Fu Jingtao was silent for a while and said slowly: "There is one thing, there is two. If Lingbo Pavilion attacks again, what will you do?"

Tuoba Jian said word by word: "Each person is his master, and he swears to divide life and death under the sword!"

In a sense, Lingbo Pavilion joined forces with the Khitan to become the enemy of the Song Dynasty and had fundamental conflicts in interests. Murong Bei was ambitious and unwilling to be in a corner. He secretly supported the expansion of the territory of Bei Liao, in an attempt to

The forces that depended on the Khitans returned to the Central Plains and were destined to be suppressed by Zhao Song.

The Song Dynasty occupied the Central Plains and had a natural centripetal advantage. Now it has been supported by sects such as Xuanyuan Gate, Taiyi Palace, Pengkun Island, and Iron Blood Alliance. It is strong. Lingbo Pavilion cannot see the changes in the situation clearly, so it follows the Khitan people.

If it is black, you will suffer a great loss in the end.

In this chess game involving the world's general trend, everyone must take the lead, and you cannot tolerate your intentions and be unstable. It is a wise move for Tuoba Jian to break up with Lingbo Pavilion.

Fu Jingtao smiled: "Because Junior Sister Hu, are you determined to join the Song Dynasty?"

Tuoba Jian said unambiguously: "Yes! I will always stand on her side!"

Fu Jingtao said: "Okay, I believe you will not betray the Song Dynasty." Tuoba Jian is a sword-dead, and also a love-dead, blending love with the sword, protecting his true love, maintaining the warmth in his heart, so he can control the demons.

The sword will not be backfired. It actually takes great courage to choose to be an enemy of his master, and the baptism of ups and downs will inevitably be avoided in the future.

Tuoba Jian fell into the ground with a big rock in his heart, and he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Fu!"

Fu Jingtao waved his hand and said, "You and I are friends of life and death, why bother to be polite? I hope that your original intention will not change and protect Junior Sister Hu for the rest of your life."

Tuoba Jian showed a rare warm smile on his face, and he turned a firm decision: "I would rather die than let her down." He paused and said: "By the way, the person who fights you today is Lingbo Pavilion Pavilion.

Murong Buqi, the son of Murong Bei. "Although Murong Buqi covered his face and deliberately changed his moves when he took action, how could he deceive his eyes?

Fu Jingtao said, "Oh, he is Murong Buqi!"

Tuoba Jiandao: "Murong Buqi inherited his father's unique skills and swept across the northern and eastern Liaodong with a pair of iron fists, ranking first among the young generation of Lingbo Pavilion. He is talented and advocates the use of fists to enter the Tao and become a saint in his body.

Your natural opponent. He traveled thousands of miles to Kaifeng this time and may formally challenge you when the Qingyun List is unveiled. You must be careful!"

Fu Jingtao raised his eyebrows and laughed at the sky, saying, "The practice of martial arts is difficult, and it is cold at high places. If there are strong enemies along the way, it would be great!"

The sunset droops, the flowing clouds are bleak, the blue sky gradually turns dark, and twinkling stars quietly emerge, overlooking the magnificent capital. The bells are heard slowly, and torches are lit in the princess's mansion, and the shadows are hidden in the shadows.

A cold light shone, and the imperial guards patrolled back and forth on the street. In order to shock the enemies in the dark, the vigilance near the imperial city was significantly strengthened.

The downtown areas such as Panlou Street, Yu Street, Zhouqiao, Xiangguo Temple, and Maxing Street are still brightly lit, with traffic flowing and crowded voices, and they are drunk and dreaming of death.

The night wind blew, and the leaves rustled. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed across the walls of the princess's courtyard, blending into the darkness like a ghost, quickly leaving and unknown.

It was Fu Jingtao who acted alone under the cover of the night. He changed into a black suit, put on a demon mask, and turned into "Xiao Lu, the Demon Sect". The demonic energy he had been suppressing in the day was released, his eyes were released.

Transmitting blood light, like a demon traveling around the world at night.

Today he fought against Shi Baoxing, Han Chongxun and Murong Buqi. He was strongly stimulated by bloody murderous aura and was restless and wanted to break through the cage and act recklessly. In fact, if it weren't for his extremely firm will, he would have shot him as early as when the duel between Shi Baoxing.

Finish the opponent.

Fu Jingtao could not expose his demonic nature in front of Zhao Yanrong, Hu Feng and others. When the night was late, he sneaked out. Although "Xiao Nu" was suspected of assassinating Yun Zhongyan and was wanted by Zhao Guangyi and others, he was also

I can't care about so much. Anyway, the Demon Sect's style of conduct is flamboyant and domineering, and even if "Xiao Nu" appears on the streets of Kaifeng again, it will not arouse suspicion.

Avoiding the patrol of the imperial guards, he quietly swept up the high roof, but saw the huge buildings ahead, and countless lights formed a galaxy, reflecting the stars in the sky, magnificent and moving. This giant city standing proudly in China is always

Exudes a thrilling charm!

Fu Jingtao felt enlightened and slowly closed his eyes, allowing the wind to blow across his skin and hair, feeling the deep and thick breath of the ancient capital wrapped around him, and every time his heart beat, he was particularly strong and powerful.

Before I knew it, my hot murderous intent gradually cooled down.

There were spirits in ancient times, and they were everywhere. The great way was invisible and destined to be obtained.

Fu Jingtao opened his eyes again, and the terrifying blood light became dim. He shook his body and rushed towards the intersection of Yujie and Zhouqiao - it was the Duting Inn, which was specially used to receive the Northern Liao envoys.

minister.
Chapter completed!