Blue Fall, Yellow Spring and Jun Sui

After marching for three days, Huanyu Emperor's team finally arrived at Bafang City.

The city is still bustling, and smoke billows from the wonton shop, "It's still the same here, it hasn't changed at all."

In the barracks, our Emperor Huanyu smiled evilly and looked at Li Shenghu who was sitting down to report.

"Your Majesty, according to secret reports from secret agents, there are only 40 people in the alliance between Liaomeng and Xiongye, and I heard that there is a foreign team with only 100 people and all of them use musical instruments as weapons. Your Majesty, the two countries are coming fiercely this time. Fear of fraud."

"Well, you go down first." Fang Jungan waved his hand, "By the way, you go to the major pharmacies in the city and buy all the medicines for repelling insects and distribute them to the soldiers, so that they will take them with them when they fight."

Alien races, overseas races, do you really think that Mr. Fang is ignorant? Didn't you say that you don't ask about things outside the world?

snort!Sanctimonious.

At the inn in the city, Xiao Qingcheng took off the mask, "I asked you to prepare, are you ready?"

"Get ready, master." A man in black came out of the dark and put the tray on the table, "Master, we have moved all the people in the headquarters to ten miles outside Bafang City, and according to your instructions, half of them will go to the capital to protect them." Seven Orange Pavilion Master."

"Well, everyone in the pavilion is familiar with the method of Yin Gong. You take everyone to bypass the enemy's camp. You just need to restrain their insects and snakes in the battle tomorrow. After the war is over, you can bring all the Qingcheng Pavilion back to the country. If you can If so, bring Qiqi along, if she doesn't want to, forget it."

"Yes." The black shadow flashed past, except for the tray on the table, no one could be seen coming.

A quarter of an hour later, the man who had already changed into men's clothes was sitting in front of the mirror, looking at the figure in the mirror, plain clothes and black hair, although he was very similar to Xiao Qingyu's, but with soft brows and eyes, he sighed helplessly.

Changing fate against the sky is ridiculous and sad.

The fate of a person is determined by the heavens. Since those who deserve to die are not dead, but those who are not should die, it is better to change. No one in the world knows the existence of Xiao Qingcheng. People who deserved to die more than [-] years ago have lived to the end of their lives. Now, there are many more involved.

Sure enough, fate is ill-fated, the world is impermanent, me, my brother, Fang Jungan, and my people from the Hai clan, everyone in the world is just a game of heaven.

on the street.

"It's Mr. Wushuang, your leg is healed."

"Yeah, son's leg is healed..."

"..."

In the imperial city

Xiao Qingyu was sitting in the small building, holding the completed "Five Volumes of Dingguo" in his hand.

This war actually involves overseas cities, I don't know if Fang Jun can handle it alone.

At this time, Zhang Jinya walked in, "Young Master, Master Liaochen is outside, please come in."

Xiao Qingyu, who was in deep thought, pulled his thoughts back to "Well, please come in." He turned the wheelchair, took off the water on the stove, and added two cups of tea.

"Amitabha, Mr. Wushuang, the poor monk interrupted you."

"No, please sit down, master."

Master Liaochen sat cross-legged and moved the Buddhist beads in his hands, "Master Wushuang, the poor monk observed a few days ago that the stars that should have been dim are now in full bloom, and they are equally divided with the autumn colors of His Majesty's stars. But someone solved the calamity for the young master?"

Xiao Qingyu smiled faintly, "It's a girl named Xiao Qingcheng."

"Amitabha, Mr. Wushuang, the poor monk came here this time to tell you: the fate in the world is determined by the heavens, change your fate against the sky, and use your life to meet your fate." Standing up, put your hands together, "Mr. Wushuang, this poor monk bids farewell."

After Master Liaochen left, Xiao Qingyu handed over all the political affairs to Qi Wuyou, and took Zhang Jinya to Bafang City by himself.

Xiao Qingyu knew the truth from Yang Qicheng, how could they continue to stay in the imperial city, and with Chen's phrase "life for life", Xiao Qingyu was very worried at this time, worried about the relationship between the Sea Clan Zhan, worried about Fang Jun doing it, worried about my sister who hasn't met yet.

On the wall of Bafang City, Fang Junqian, with armor on his body, is handsome and upright. His phoenix eyes swept across the enemy army not far below the city tower, and he thought of my white clothes like snowman and jade, pouring into the universe.

Suddenly I heard the young general's voice from behind, "Your Majesty, Master Wushuang is here."

I was overjoyed, I couldn't help turning my head back, "Turning...?" But I saw that the person who came was dressed in white, but his legs were healthy, he walked powerfully, and he looked carefully. They are exactly the same, but how could Fang Jungan fail to see that this is not Xiao Qingyu.

"Fang Junqian, you don't understand the tactics of the Hai Clan, so I'm here to help you." The visitor said indifferently, walked over the crowd to the city wall, and said, "My master is a member of the Hai Clan, and I followed him since I was a child. Patriarch, the Sea Clan tactics use internal force to drive the melody to control insects and snakes, hurting people invisible."

"Then what are you good at?" Emperor Huanyu asked who the person in front of him was now.

An emerald green flute appeared in front of my eyes, "Jasper flute."

"I have asked Shenghu to distribute the medicine to repel insects and snakes to every soldier. I wonder if it has any effect?" Fang Junqian asked.

"Well, the effect will not be great, but it can resist for a while. Later in the battle, you first send the young general to lead the army. When the enemy army goes out, pay attention to whether there is music or not. If the soldiers hear the music, they will sprinkle the medicine on their clothes and fight. Your Excellency." Xiao Qingcheng said, playing with the jasper flute with another hand, "When you see the music of the worm and snake and think about it, order the withdrawal of the troops. Those medicines should be able to protect your generals."

"En." Then he explained the matter to Li Shenghu behind him.

After a while, I heard the voice of denunciation from the opposite side: "Emperor Huanyu, what's wrong? You brought your little lover with you during the war? Hahaha" Looking carefully, it turned out to be Ye Ying who was disguised as a man. Xiao Qingcheng's heart tightened. It seems a bit troublesome.

Fang Junqian said: "Hahaha, there is no one in Tangtang's chat with Xiongye, and a woman was sent to denounce it. Little sister, go home quickly, don't you, brothers?"

The sergeants of Daqing laughed together, and Ye Ying, who was opposite, had eyes full of anger, "Hmph, let's see if you can still laugh later? Soldiers, kill! If you win this battle, all of you will be crowned nobles!"

"Go out of the city to meet the enemy!" Fang Junqian waved the Biluo sword in his hand, and was about to leave the city.

"Wait a minute, let Li Shenghu go first." Xiao Qingcheng stopped him.

"Okay then, you can go, Shenghu."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

In less than a moment, the fighting on the battlefield began, the soldiers of the two sides refused to give in to each other, blood flowed like rivers on the battlefield, and the soldiers of both sides were red-eyed.

About the time of touching a stick of incense, bursts of piano sound came from the battlefield of Chat League, like high mountains and flowing water, low and high in a moment, but no one could hear it on the battlefield except those who deliberately listened.

"There is music." Fang Junqian said.

"Well, you go out to fight first, and let your general come back first." Then he said suddenly: "Don't fight hard, pay attention to the young general you just condemned."

Fang Junqian turned around and drew his sword, and Xiao Qingcheng could see him on the battlefield a moment later.

Put the jasper flute to your mouth to channel your internal energy, the music on both sides will not give in to each other, the side where Xiao Qingcheng is high will be low, and the side where Xiao Qingcheng is low will be high...