[Main Sword Three] Bloody Frost

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I was fed two more, little angel~

After Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying hurried to Luoyang, they didn't know where to find it.It wasn't until they saw a spike soldier on patrol that their eyes lit up.Can't wait to catch him, and immediately asked if anything happened nearby.According to the route, they should have arrived in Luoyang from here. If Qi Jin and his whereabouts were exposed, the spike soldiers patrolling around here should not be unaware of the situation.

The murderous intent on Shaogu Master's body was extremely strong, and the captured Spike soldier was a little weak-legged. These low-level soldiers have always been bullying and fearful.

The soldier shook his legs and said tremblingly, "Yes, there was an assassination."

Assassination?

The two of them looked at each other, and they both felt that something was wrong. Their business was mainly to escort supplies vehicles, so how could they rush to attract attention and assassinate them?Moreover, who was assassinated?

The handsome young man in white and red lapel squinted his eyes, lowered his voice, and said coldly, "Speak clearly."

"That's, that's...before, Master Ashina Congli...was assassinated by a group of people. Then, the whole army went after them."

"...The assassin, have you ever seen it?"

"No, no..." Feeling the hand tightening around his neck, he hastily added, "But I've heard people say that it's a group of quacks. By the way, there is a silver-haired man among them. Pure Yang Taoist."

Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat, he felt bad all of a sudden, and the strength of his subordinates intensified, "Where did they go?!"

"Ahem, Feng, Feng Xiaolin..." The Wolf Fang soldier's face was full of fear, knowing that he might be dead, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he pulled out a dagger from the hand hidden behind him and stabbed at him. Young Master Gu, who was pinching himself.

"Brother Mo Yu!"

Mu Xuanying was so stunned by the news that she saw this scene, and when she was about to make a move, she heard a "click" sound. Mo Yu, who had been honed through countless sneak attacks in the Valley of the Evil, had already cut the man's neck bone. Broken.

Throwing the corpse down casually, Mo Yu got on his horse and stepped on the ground restlessly, as if he sensed a dangerous aura.

"Go to Feng Xiaolin!" No matter how much danger his movements would bring, Mo Yu only had one thought in his mind at the moment, and that was to find Ming Feiran as soon as possible.

When Mo Yu arrived at Feng Xiaolin, he saw severed limbs and wreckage everywhere he could see, and no one was spared.Anxious Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying teamed up to search almost every inch of the land, but they still couldn't find Ming Feiran.

Mu Xuanying went to the nearby Fengyu Town alone to inquire about news, while Mo Yu walked alone on the scorched earth, still searching, but found nothing.

The movement in Feng Xiaolin was too great, and the people in Fengyu Town and Fenglang Camp saw that astonishing celestial phenomenon from a distance, but the people in Fengyu Town had to see it more clearly.Many people feel that God must be angry, the Holy One lost his way, the rebellion against the thieves, the world is in chaos, this must be an ominous omen.Even after the disappearance of the celestial phenomena, no one dared to go to Feng Xiaolin to check, and even kept a secret about it.

But Gein's death was all Spike Army, which made them suddenly raise some hopes for Li Tang's royal family.

Returning with the news that he had finally found out, the Young Leader had an unbelievable expression on his face, which was really unbelievable.But if all of this is false, how did the fifty thousand army disappear?

After truthfully relaying all the situation to Mo Yu, the young leader with reddish eyes looked at him worriedly, really not knowing what to say.Brother Feiran's whereabouts are unknown, and it is even possible...

It's not that he isn't sad, but Brother Mo Yu's current situation makes him even more worried.Brother Feiran is no longer here, so we can't let Brother Mo Yu have an accident.At least, he promised to help him take good care of Brother Mo Yu.

"...Maomao." Shaogu Master who had been silent for a long time whispered hoarsely, "Leave me alone."

"it is good……"

Clutching the jade flute left by Ming Feiran tightly in the palm of his hand, the handsome young man in white clothes and red lapel stood alone in this land of gunpowder smoke, like a lone wolf who lost his partner and wept blood.

"Aran, it's me... I'm late..." Mo Yu, who had her back to Mu Xuanying, stared deeply at the jade flute with her eyes lowered.

The sky quietly began to drizzle, gradually soaking his loose long hair and clothes. At this moment, Mu Xuanying, who was standing not far away, seemed to see a transparent stream of water running down Mo Yu's cheek.

He cried?

No, it should be an illusion.The young leader thought uncertainly, how could brother Mo Yu, who was always strong and invincible to anyone, shed tears.He never seemed to show such a vulnerable side at any time.

The young leader, who was also immersed in mourning, did not see a drop of colorless water drop falling from the young man's curvaceous jaw, hitting the jade flute silently, sliding slowly along the jade wall, and finally sinking into the ground.

Perhaps, even if he saw it, he would probably think it was rain.

Mo Yu guarded Feng Xiaolin for three days and three nights, and was taken away by Mu Xuanying until his physical strength was exhausted and he lost consciousness.

In his other hand, he tightly held a carefully crafted ring, which was Feng Chuiyu himself made out of snow crystals, and he originally wanted to surprise Ming Feiran.

However, in the end, it still failed to hand it over to him personally...

The heartbroken Master Shaogu was sent back to the Valley of the Wicked to recuperate. Regarding this, the Master Gu could only lament the rough life of his disciple.

The two of them, the master and the apprentice, are destined to have such a calamity, and they will always lose their love.

On the top of Kunlun, a young man in white clothes and red lapel stands in the wind and snow, his handsome face is indifferent.

It was rare that he was not wearing gloves. He held a jade flute in one hand and two rings in the other.Feng Chuiyu and Mo Ranchen, this should be a pair of rings, but Feng Chuiyu's master is no longer here.

"Aran, everyone...including Mao Mao, they say you are dead, but I don't believe you. No one is alive, no dead body is seen. Why do you think you will not come back? You have clearly said that you will definitely come back. Rubbing the jade flute lightly, Mo Yu muttered to himself while looking into the distance.

Before leaving that day, Ming Feiran whispered a word in the ear of the sleeping Mo Yu.

He said, wait for me to come back.

Mo Yu did not find Ming Feiran's body, so he still refused to believe...he was dead.

He remembered that on the Tongguan battlefield that day, Ah Ran laughed at himself for his meager physical strength, unable to intimidate others like a sword master.But now, Mo Yu felt that if he had had such tyrannical power back then, maybe he wouldn't have lost Ah Ran.

Since then, Mo Yu has become more and more taciturn, and his temperament seems to be more crazy and paranoid than before.Mu Xuanying tried to persuade him repeatedly, chasing after him many times to persuade him not to be so obsessed with power, but unfortunately he couldn't find the right way and failed repeatedly.

After Mo Lei came back from the dead, she found her brother whom she had not seen for many years and told him about the treasure of the King of Han. The two teamed up to search around, hoping that there would be something that could help them overcome their illnesses.This running around made the young leader who was chasing after him very tired.

The [-] army was wiped out inexplicably. Even if the people below are afraid of An Lushan getting angry with such shocking news, it will not be delayed for long if it happened on the border of Luoyang.

When An Lushan in the Luoyang Palace learned of this, he was furious, and immediately ordered people to rush to find out the reason.The pain in my heart was about to vomit blood, but my face was still calm, which made my already infected body weaker.

The self-proclaimed Emperor Yan swallowed a mouthful of old blood in his throat, and secretly thought that the plan to capture Tongguan had failed, and now that his troops were insufficient, it seemed that he could no longer send reinforcements to Beiman Mountain.

What a bunch of trash, it's a pity for my two generals.

In Tiance Mansion, Li Chengen and Zhu Jianqiu looked gratefully at Qi Jin and the others who successfully escorted the supply truck. They didn't expect them to come here at such a risk, it was really moving.

Elder Tao didn't want to have anything to do with the people in Tiance Mansion, so he escorted the group to the outside of the Pharmacist's Temple, then flung his cloak and left.They still have to go to join the valley owner and the others, so they can't waste any more time.

Zhu Jianqiu, known as 'Little Zhuge', stroked his beard, and said with doubts on his face: "Zhen Zhenren said that An Lushan sent Ashina from Li and Heizhi Yuanyou to lead an army of [-] to join An Qingxu ? But there has been no news of the enemy’s reinforcements from the scouts monitoring outside, is there something wrong?”

Qi Jin had a dignified expression at first, but he couldn't help laughing wryly when he heard this, "In order to cover our smooth departure, more than two hundred people assassinated Ashina Congli and Heizhi Yuanyou among thousands of troops, I don't know if they succeeded , but... maybe their actions disrupted the march of the army."

"Assassination?!" Zhu Jianqiu looked at Qi Jin and Liu Mengyang with bitter faces in shock, and couldn't help but respect those chivalrous men who risked their lives.

At this time, another person came to report in a hurry, "Report to the military division, the Pharmacist Temple has escorted an injured Chunyang disciple here, and he said that he has something to meet with Qi Zhenren."

Qi Jin's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of something, and even skipped Zhu Jianqiu and said impatiently: "Quick, bring him in!"

Zhu Jianqiu also guessed who was coming, nodded and said: "Please come in immediately."

"Yes."

It was one of the Chunyang disciples who acted with Ming Feiran and the others, and one of the dozens of people who were ordered to evacuate at that time. He had just accepted the task of reporting the letter because he was the least injured and knew Qi Jin well.

"Disciple, I have met Master."

"Gao Jian, you're still alive?! That's great, what about the others?" Qi Jin felt very relieved when he saw the second disciple returned safely.

Gao Jian tugged recently, and said dryly: "...Only dozens of people survived, and the others all died. Including...Senior Brother Ming."

Qi Jin was stunned as if struck by lightning, "What did you say?!"

The eyes of the bruised and bruised disciple of Chunyang were slightly red, and he narrated the previous events in a dull tone, "... After we returned to Feng Xiaolin, we saw the leader Mu Shao and Mo Shaogu who we had found, and heard what happened later. What happened. Several times of searching did not find any people. They have indeed disappeared. Judging from the remains of the severed limbs in place, I am afraid that it is... more ominous. With Brother Ming's temperament, if he is destined to die, he will definitely die. Heizhi Yuanyou will be killed recklessly. But it is meaningless to say these things now, the [-] army has also disappeared without a trace, and you all don't need to worry about the enemy's reinforcements anymore."

"...Live or dead?" Qi Jin thought of those vivid faces and the expectant eyes of the master master, and his heart felt desolate.

How should he tell them... this bad news?

In the Daming Palace, Tang Xuanzong, who was sitting in the imperial study, was resting his head with one hand and closing his eyes, when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching hurriedly.

"His Majesty."

He opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the person who came, "What's the matter?"

Gao Lishi paused, and said in a low voice: "I just received the letter, the young master... died in Luoyang City."

"What did you say?!" He raised his head in astonishment, unbelievable.

The tall eunuch lowered his head even more, with cold sweat overflowing from his forehead, "Young master and a group of people from all walks of life are supporting the besieged Tiance Mansion..."

"Ridiculous!" Tang Xuanzong scolded angrily, "The son of a thousand gold, what is his status?! How could he take personal risks! This matter...is it true?"

"The news is true, the young master... he is indeed dead. Your Majesty, please express your condolences."

Tang Xuanzong's eyes were slightly startled, and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart, "Then where is his... corpse?"

"...The hidden guards in that area have searched, but have not been able to find any traces of the young master. And the surrounding environment seems to have been swept by a strong wind, and it is very messy and broken. It is said that there was a vision there at that time , eyewitnesses kept it secret."

"Vision? Hmph, since he hasn't been found, he must still be alive! Gao Lishi, you order people to continue searching. If you are alive, you must see the person, and if you die, you must see the corpse." Tang Xuanzong waved his hand, signaling him to step back.

Gao Lishi hesitated to speak, and stood there hesitantly.

"What else?"

"...The secret guard reported that he saw the young master's jade flute on the young master of the Evil Valley." The tall eunuch said hesitantly with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Tang Xuanzong was silent for a moment, and finally sighed, "There is no need to investigate this matter."

Now that Mingyu's life and death are unknown, he has no mood to think about those issues.If he intervened at will, the child would not be happy if he knew about it, so why bother to make more troubles.

"As ordered."

After Gao Lishi left, he was the only one left in the room again, but at this time Tang Xuanzong no longer had the mood to continue to rest.For so many years, that child was the only one he didn't know what to do with.

At that time, the beautiful and intelligent woman who was beautiful in every move died in her most beautiful years, leaving only this son who was different from ordinary people. deep impression.

Sending Ming Feiran away was her last wish before dying.

Although he never got along with that child, he never missed a secret report sent by the secret guard.

Tang Xuanzong closed his eyes, but he suddenly recalled the situation when he summoned Ming Feiran for the first and last time in the imperial city.

The silver-haired and blue-eyed child looked very much like his mother, and he still remembered that woman's beautiful face like a plum blossom and the song of dancing.

Playing the white jade flute, composing "Jinghong Dance", a glorious...

From the beginning to the end, he stood there quietly, even after accepting his commission, he never changed his color.

Finally, when he left, he called himself "Grassman".

That's right, they have never recognized each other, so why father and son?

Grassroots... Heh, even if you think about it, the kid wouldn't want to admit that identity.

Those blue eyes, which were as magnificent as jewels, were so bright and penetrating that he dared not look directly at them. His old and feeble reflection was clearly reflected in them, which inevitably made him realize that he was old again.

When he was young, he had great ambitions to make this country expand its territory in his own hands, surpass its ancestors, and reach its peak.When he was old, he gave up his previous aspirations and indulged in pleasure.Indulging oneself to kiss the villain, being loyal to the virtuous, listening to slander, and being against the loyal ear, he has almost done everything a foolish king can do except violent punishment.

The country that had prospered and prospered in his hands should be ended by him now, as he grows old.Now this mess needs a heir with a lot of means, and the prince has never been his favorite, but he has a good son.

After leaving such a mess, he should always choose a suitable successor for this country. This is his final responsibility and account to Li Tang Jiangshan.

The prince's idiot without vision is only suitable to be a conservative king, not an emperor in troubled times.

Tang Xuanzong suppressed the grief in his heart, thinking about how to deal with it next.Mingyu's whereabouts are unknown now, if that stupid son lays hands on his intended heir, then the situation will be really hopeless.He is old and needs to make another preparation, but besides Ming Yu, who else is suitable?Gao Lishi and others knew his identity, and he had no ambition for that position.But can Ming Yu really make it back before then?

Besides, at this moment... his life or death is uncertain.

The emperor, who had reached his twilight years, closed his eyes again to hide the sadness in his eyes.

Can it only be handed over to the emperor?The old man has already vowed not to interfere in the royal affairs, besides, he is afraid that at this time he has the will but is powerless to do it.

The distance between Shaoshi Mountain and Beiman Mountain is not too far, presumably many disciples of Shaolin Temple have already gone to Tiance Mansion for reinforcements...

Raising his hand and pinching the center of his eyebrows, Tang Xuanzong sighed wearily.

Yu'er, where are you?

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