Yue Wang Gou Jian

The boy's voice was still extremely lazy, but clear and crisp.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being late to rescue you."

Inside the tent, a soft voice like water suddenly sounded.I don't know when a man in black appeared. The man in black was able to hide from Fu Chai's many eyes and ears, and appeared quietly. His martial arts is so high, it can be seen.

"Forget it, I don't blame you."

The boy still turned his back to the man in black and waved his hands.

"Your Highness..."

The voice of the man in black suddenly stopped, hesitating for a while, but he mustered up the courage to speak,

"Your Highness, did Fu Chai treat you..."

"It's okay, this Fucha is not as good as a man. Besides, it doesn't matter if he is just a stinky skin."

Your Highness, you don't know that your appearance is a fatal temptation for any man.Hearing this, the man in black couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"Your Highness, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, I will take you away first."

"Um……"

In the wooden pavilion, a 16-year-old boy folded his hands behind his back. Under the moonlight, his face was so refined that it was even more beautiful than his appearance.The tall nose bridge and slender eyebrows revealed a bit of heroism.On such an extraordinary and indistinguishable face, a pair of serene and wonderful eyes stared straight at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

"According to Fan Qing, the Sword Tomb is on the top of this snow peak..."

"Exactly, has your Highness heard of a mirage?"

"Mirage?"

"There was a record in the Great Wilderness East Classic, which was written by Bogu Mountain. At the turn of spring and summer, it can be seen that the country of adults, people come and go, and the changes are changing. The natives call it a sea city... so I dare to conclude that the Penglai Sword Tomb that appeared in the sky in the afternoon is a mirage. As a result, the place shown by the mirage is the snow peak on the top of the mountain..."

"I see, is Fan Qing really an expert..."

The young man's voice was as clear as water, although he was complimenting others, he did not mean to compliment others at all.

"Your Highness congratulates me, no matter how clever I am, I can't escape His Highness's palm..."

The man in black spoke with a hint of self-mockery in his tone.

The man in black's words reminded the young man. The young man suddenly approached the man in black, fixed his eyes on his sharp face, stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed the left chest of the man in black, saying lazily in an ambiguous tone,

"Fan Qing, is the taste of Heart-biting Gu good?"

"Heart-eating Gu, when it occurs, it is like ten thousand ants devouring the heart, making people unable to live or die..."

From the corner of his eye, the man in black caught a glimpse of the woman's beautiful hand with distinct knuckles floating on his body under the moonlight, and he felt the urge to hold that hand.

However, he still didn't.

"Well, as long as you are loyal to me, every full moon night, when the Heart-biting Gu attacks, I will give you the antidote..."

The young man seemed very satisfied with the man in black's answer, he withdrew his hand, and smiled faintly, as if a pool of lotus flowers had lost their color.

Your Highness, why do you need to swallow the heart-eating Gu for me, because you are like a maggot attached to the bone, you have already eaten into my heart, and you can't get rid of it.

Only the people in black who have been with the boy for two years know that this boy who looks as beautiful and weak as a banished fairy is like a devil walking from hell.Just like a ghost in the legend, it uses its beautiful and harmless appearance to hook people's souls, and then devours them mercilessly.

However, for such a devil, I still want to dedicate everything to him.

Crazy, sure enough, it's still crazy.

Behind the young man, Fan Li's handsome face evoked a bleak smile.

"Fan Qing, don't forget to inform him..."

After a long time, the young man suddenly said in a cold voice, his icy eyes stared forward leisurely, and the corners of his lips curled into an evil smile like that of Shura.

Your Highness, are you finally going to attack that person?

Fan Li looked at the thin and slender young man's slender back, sighed lightly, complied with his promise, turned around several times, and disappeared into the blue waves and red lotuses.

The top of Xuefeng is the Penglai Sword Tomb.

If it weren't for the mirage that suddenly appeared in the sky yesterday, even if the princes turned the entire Penglai Xiandao upside down, they would never find the location of the sword tomb.

It can be said that it is a matter of the world, and there is a definite number in the dark.

When Fucha and others reached the peak, the east was already white.

I saw white snow flying down rustlingly, and as far as the eyes could see, it was all covered in silver, like a palace of gods and heavens.

Along the way, Fu Chai was a little absent-minded.

"I don't know how he is?"

As Fu Chai thought about it, the corners of his lips curved upward in a warm arc, which he didn't even notice.

King Helu of Wu saw the marble arch engraved with the four gilded characters of "Penglai Sword Tomb" in front of him, and he was immediately delighted. He turned his head and took a deep look at Wu Zixu, and said leisurely,

"Zixu is really a god-man..."

Wu Zixu lowered his eyelids slightly, avoiding Helu's scorching gaze, and said softly,

"Thanks to the great blessings of the Lord, the humble minister was able to deduce the real location of the sword mound based on the mirage of the sword mound..."

Wu Zixu was dressed in white, covered with a cloak of colorful peacock feathers, with long hair like black ink, plaited on his shoulders.He frowned and lowered his head, a few bangs fluttered in the wind on his forehead, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and the three-dimensional facial features carved like a sharp blade exuded an aura as cold as the fluttering snow in front of him.

He stood in the wind and snow, clearly separated by a short distance, but He Lu felt that this person was far away from him, far away...

Far away like an uncatchable dream...

He Lu sighed softly and stopped looking at Wu Zixu.

Fu Chai glanced lightly at He Lu and Wu Zixu, frowned slightly, left the two of them, and walked forward.

At this time, they saw a dozen people walking towards them not far away.

"I heard someone whispering on the top of the peak from a long distance away. I thought it was a fairy in the sky, but I didn't expect it to be His Majesty Wu's team..."

I saw Xiong Zhen, king of Chu, leading his cronies to the top of the snow peak.

King Xiong Zhen of Chu has just passed his thirties. He is heroic, handsome and stalwart. He wears a black mink fur cape, which makes his lips red and teeth white, and his face like a crown jade.

"It turned out to be the King of Chu..."

He Lu was not surprised by Xiong Zhen's appearance. After all, there are many strange people in the world. Since the state of Wu can have Wu Zixu, it is hard to guarantee that other countries will not have wise counselors like Wu Zixu who can see the secrets of the mirage.

"It seems that Chu State is also full of talented people, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon..."

He Lu bowed to Xiong Zhen and greeted him.

"Although there are many talents in our country of Chu, they are not as good as a Wu Xiang in your country..."

As Xiong Zhen spoke, her bright eyes lingered on Wu Zixu for a moment,

"However...if my king remembers correctly, the ancestor of Wu Xiang is also from our Chu country, right?"

Xiong Zhen paused every word, spoke extremely slowly, almost gnashing her teeth. Although there was a smile on her face, she looked at Wu Zixu with murderous intent.

Wu Zixu cast a cold glance at Xiong Zhen, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said with a sneer,

"It's rare that the King of Chu still remembers my ancestor..."

Seeing Wu Zixu's pale complexion, He Lu knew that he was thinking of the massacre of killing his family 20 years ago.Although Wu Zixu led troops to break through the capital of Chu and dug the tomb of King Ping of Chu, the pain that King Ping of Chu inflicted on him was like a nightmare, tormenting him like a shadow for 20 years.

Thinking about it, He Lu's heart skipped a beat, wishing he could hold Wu Zixu in his arms, love him well, and heal the pain in his heart.

"It turns out that everyone is here..."

Suddenly a voice resounded.

Everyone looked back, only to see Qi Jin and other monarchs and ministers also coming in one after another.

At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Since so many people knew the whereabouts of Jianzhong, there must be a fierce battle for the sword today.

Under the slogan of looking for the sword for the emperor of Zhou, everyone was in harmony on the surface, but in secret they were at war with each other, for fear that the divine sword Tianwen would be snatched away by others.

……

Walking along the archway for more than ten meters, I saw a stone forest.

Flying snow rustled, dyeing the stone forest white.

"Isn't this the Sword Tomb? Why didn't you see the sword?"

Lu Guoji Song gasped and muttered as she walked forward.

"My lord, if Weichen's guess is correct, the Sword Tomb must be within a mile ahead."

A high crowned and long bearded minister bowed to Ji Song respectfully.

When everyone heard this, they were immediately refreshed and rushed forward.

"I didn't expect the Penglai Sword Tomb to be here..."

Suddenly heard a voice, everyone turned their heads, only to see a person trotting all the way from a distance, with a ecstatic and proud attitude.

This person is none other than Wu Xian, the prince of Yue who was discredited for molesting the "ugly boy" and was deposed as prince by Yue Wang Yunchang.

Seeing Wu Xian, Fu Chai thought of the torture that man had suffered, and a burst of nameless anger rose in his chest, wishing he could kill this big pervert with his own hands.

"Strange, why is Si Yunchang not here?"

He Lu whispered beside him.

Only then did Fu Chai realize that apart from Wu Xian, there were no other Yue people here.

The mirage of the Sword Tomb appeared in the sky yesterday. Although some princes mistakenly thought that the Sword Tomb was in the fairy palace in the sky and returned in despair, there were still some insightful people who saw through the secrets and found the real location of the Sword Tomb.

In addition to Wu Guo who arrived at the Sword Tomb first, the princes and ministers of Chu, Qi, Lu and other vassal states arrived one by one, and it was bound to be another fierce battle for the sword. With Si Yunchang, the king of Yue, if He knew where the Sword Tomb was, and he would never let Wu Xian come here alone.

"What kind of medicine does Si Yunchang sell in this gourd?"

Fu Chai couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling suspicious in his heart.

"Bad, be careful..."

Fu Chai was in a daze, when he suddenly heard his father Helu yelling, and saw a stone not far away hit him with lightning speed.

The nerves in his whole body tensed up suddenly, Fu Chai slammed to the right, and the stone flew past Fu Chai's ear.

Fu Chai was startled secretly, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw several stones flying towards his father Helu and Wu Zixu.

He Lu leaned over to protect Wu Zixu, and a stone hit the center of He Lu's back.

"Father..."

Fu Chai's heart that had been put down for a while was suddenly brought up again, and he hurriedly flew forward, pulled He Lu up, and said with concern on his face,

"Father...how are you?"

"The king is fine..."

He Lu wiped away the blood from the corner of his lips with his hands, but his eyes were fixed on Wu Zixu,

"Is Wu Xiang injured?"

"Wei Chen is fine..."

Wu Zixu took a deep look at He Lu, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, but he lowered his head after a long time, and only said a harmless sentence,

"How can a humble minister, He De, be able to be rescued by the king. It is impossible for a humble minister to atone for his crimes with a hundred deaths."

"You really deserve to die..."

Fu Chai finally couldn't help it, and said coldly, glaring at Wu Zixu.

"Come on, don't be rude to Prime Minister Wu..."

He Lu said to his husband, looking at Wu Zixu who deliberately kept a distance from him, he felt a pain in his heart, and a self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

Zixu, are you sure you will never forgive me again in this lifetime?

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