The Wei River passes through the entire Changling. When Fang Xiang stops breathing, outside Changling City, a wild flower is blooming on the shore of a tributary of the Wei River.

These wild flowers are natural dark purple, and their blooming in the sun is very interesting. You can even see their delicate petals spread out little by little at a speed that the naked eye can distinguish.

The flowers are very small, but they have a charming fragrance. In the process of blooming, their pollen continues to emit. This extremely subtle pollen is a crystal silver color in the sun, making these blooming flowers look like silver powder plated with stars, constantly shining with a mysterious luster in the sun.

This is Uemala, unique to Changling, but it is very rare and cannot be transplanted. The flowers bloom only last for a cup of tea.b''''Novel'r />

A middle-aged man was standing quietly in front of the flowers, watching the flowers bloom.

Among these flowers that were finally blooming, he bent down and reached out to pick the brightest flower.

His face is very handsome, especially his nose bridge is very straight, and his facial features have a clear beauty like a knife-carved line. His figure is also very tall, especially the light golden armor on his body is very slim and looks more heroic.

His fingers were covered with light gold metal armor. The unique and cold metallic color, and the luxurious light gold luster contrasted with the dark purple flowers, making the flowers silent at this time

He has an inexplicable temperament.

Not far behind him, there was a large marching camp.

In the black company, all the soldiers were wearing pitch-black metal armor. Most of these soldiers stood still, like iron dolls, waiting for him like a yellow-robed practitioner not far away.

"I'm going to enter Changling, I've already entered, so why bother to get there at this moment?"

The practitioner wearing that unique yellow robe represents Jiaodong County in the Great Qin Dynasty, and around Changling, it represents the hostess in the palace. However, the middle-aged man who only took the most beautiful flower in the flowers did not look at him, but just said coldly: "I have been practicing for the Great Qin Dynasty for many years. This Youjia Army is a descendant army that follows me in the battles of the south and north. I practice it with one hand. I rarely participate in the power struggle of Changling. Even if my son Li Xixing did something wrong when he was young, I exiled him to the border."

"But he is my son after all, and he has experienced well at the border, which makes me a little proud."

This middle-aged man could naturally be Li Hou, one of the Thirteen Marquis of the Great Qin Dynasty. After pausing, he turned around, narrowed his eyes and looked at the yellow-robed practitioner, and put the flower into his mouth and chewed it. A slightly purple droplet of liquid slipped off the corners of his lips, leaving a slightly purple mark on the corners of his fair lips, which was more shocking than blood, giving people an extra strange feeling.

"I want to sharpen him but I don't want him to die, but she set up a bureau at the Wu border, and my son disappeared. According to the military information, he was very dead. Now I'm going to send my troops back to Changling, don't you need to give me an explanation?"

Listening to his cold and sarcastic voice, the yellow-robed practitioner lowered his head and seemed more respectful, but the tone of response was slow and calm. "The Empress thinks that people like you pay the most attention to the records that ended up in history books. She thinks that you are a great person who does not care about the details and will not care too much about these for the sake of the success of the dynasty."

"Is that right?" Li Hou couldn't help laughing.

"And she has already told you that if you are for this dynasty, you must sacrifice." The yellow-robed practitioner had sensed his murderous intent, his body shrank slightly, and he quickly said: "She has sacrificed the same sacrifice as you."

Li Hou was slightly stunned, and then he understood, "Fusu?"

The yellow-robed practitioner nodded.

The murderous intent deep in Li Hou's eyes slowly faded away, but he turned his eyes to look at the black camps and raised his eyebrows slightly again.

"General Bai's killing army has all died."

However, before he could speak, the yellow-robed cultivator continued, "So your Youjia Army is now the strongest army in my Great Qin Dynasty, and the method of refining your Youjia is derived from the Da You Dynasty in the past, and it is best to deal with the cultivators. The Empress knows that the explanation to you is not enough, so she specifically asked me to tell you that after the Minshan Sword Sect is broken, you can first select a part of the sword scriptures or sword sects. She also told you that General Bai's God-killing Army was destroyed when he went to Donghu to obtain a handed-in-time sword from the Lingxu Sword Sect, and that handed-in-time sword from the Lingxu Sword Sect should be the strongest sword in the world at this time, and it fell into the hands of the descendants of the Nine Dead Silkworm. If the descendants of the Nine Dead Silkworm are eventually killed, the sword belongs to you."

"Do you know there is an old saying among the tribes on the Ukrainian border?"

Li Hou said lightly: "The meat that has been eaten in his mouth is meat, otherwise even the meat that is brought over and placed in the basin in front of you will not be meat."

"You don't need to go to the Minshan Sword Sect." The yellow-robed cultivator seemed to have expected him to say this, or the mistress of Changling in the deep palace had known that Marquis Li would say this. He just made a faithful statement: "You only need to send troops to surround half of Minshan and prevent some people from the Minshan Sword Sect from leaving. Someone else will go to the Minshan Sword Sect."

Mr. Li's eyes flashed violently and said, "Who will go up the mountain? Who else will lead his army to surround the Minshan Sword Sect?"

"Marquis Dugu will be at the foot of the mountain with you."

The yellow-robed practitioner responded respectfully: "As for going up the mountain... I don't know, but I believe the Queen has made proper arrangements."

Li Hou took a deep breath and his brows frowned deeply.

He thought about many possibilities, but he did not expect that Dugu Hou Mansion would take on such a role at this time.

He was silent for a few breaths, and then asked, "What will Dugu Hou Mansion get?"

The yellow-robed practitioner did not hesitate and quickly replied softly: "Banguanzhong."

"Banguanzhong", these are just three extremely simple words, but they made Li Hou's hands tremble slightly unaware of them.

"What a big deal."

Li Hou couldn't help but take a deep breath again and then said this.

But when he heard what he said recalling in the air, he thought about every step the Jiaodong County woman took seemed to be extremely thrilling, and every step of her handwriting was so big that she was scary.

He stopped talking, waved his hands at the yellow-robed practitioner like a little bored, and then walked towards the black camp.

...

On the other end of Changling, an army was moving forward.

This army is completely different from the dark and cold army in his sight, all of which are all bright clothes and angry horses.

This army that was moving quickly towards Minshan Sword Sect was all wearing bright red armored clothes.

The armor is not made of metal, it is a kind of unique leather armor, but there are also unique runes on the leather armor, and there are like flames and flowers surging in the runes.

There is a chariot in the center of the army, dragged by more than a dozen strange beasts.
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