bodhisattva is busy

The wind on the tower was still as strong as usual, as if wishing to sweep away the people standing on the city, the night was dark, Luo Fan leaned his back against the wall, looking at the Chengtang Camp in the distance through the darkness Inside, people can be seen walking around from time to time, presumably those soldiers who are watching the night.

Luo Fan is also here to watch the night - it is impossible to ask him to do this kind of thing in the first place. He is different from those disciples of the third generation. His status is too high for Jiang Ziya to order. Letting him do it can only be regarded as a friendly foreign aid, so it is very idle.

But today, he took the night watch job on his own initiative. He really didn't want to see Chi Jingzi's bitter face that was about to cry anymore. It has been like this since Yin Hong died a few days ago. Every time he sees , I can't help but think of that night, and think of the scene where Chi Jingzi shook off the Tai Chi diagram with tears.

"Hey……"

Exhaling a long breath, Luo Fan slowly closed his eyes: There will be many such things in the future, and it will no longer be a stranger like Yin Hong, but those around him who will die. Just like Huang Tianhua...

Suddenly I heard footsteps on the city tower, light and familiar, Yang Jian...

Luo Fan didn't open his eyes, but asked involuntarily, "Have all the brothers left?"

Yang Jian nodded, and when he got closer, he realized that Luo Fan couldn't see with his eyes closed at this time, so he said, "The two masters just left."

Luo Fan sighed, "...so good."

"Little Martial Uncle, aren't you worried about Martial Uncle Chi Jingzi?"

Luo Fan opened his eyes, looked at the stars all over the sky, and said slowly: "It's not worth talking about worrying, it's just looking depressed."

"Actually, there is no need to be like this. Uncle Chi Jingzi has practiced for many years, so I don't think he will be too pessimistic."

"...That's true." Luo Fan sighed: "A cultivator should develop towards the realm of gods, with a cold heart and no desires."

Hearing what he said sadly, Yang Jian shook his head and said: "It's not good to be passionate, but it doesn't mean you have to be unfeeling. In my opinion, the practice of Taoism should be done according to one's heart."

Luo Fan was deeply convinced of this, and was about to echo a few words, when he suddenly heard the sound of a sharp sword piercing through the air, he subconsciously dodged to dodge, thinking: Su Hu and the others might want to attack at night? !

However, except for the arrow shot just now, there was no sound in the opponent's camp, and it didn't look like a sneak attack. Luo Fan felt relieved, and turned his head to see that Yang Jian had pulled out the arrow. Luo Fan walked over for a while. Look, I found that there was a letter wrapped around the sword, I took it off and unfolded it, and wrote the words "Jiang Chengxiang's kiss".

Su Hu wanted to vote for Zhou before, so he let Wu Chengwang and his son go, but then they let it go because of Yin Hong's arrival. This time Kui Ye Feijian passed the letter, could it be that Su Hu had something else in mind?

The two looked at each other, and they both had a rough guess in their hearts, and hurried back to the prime minister's mansion to see Jiang Ziya.

Presenting the letter to Jiang Ziya, he opened it and read it silently. The more he read it, the more delighted he became. After reading it, the joy on his face could not be concealed.

Seeing Jiang Ziya's expression, Luo Fan felt a little more sure. It seemed that Su Hu really wanted to vote for Zhou.

But if you know, you know, those are all speculations, you still have to ask clearly, so he said: "I don't know what good things were said in the letter, which made the senior brother so happy?"

"It's indeed a good thing." Jiang Ziya smiled and handed the letter to Luo Fan, saying: "This letter was written by Marquis Su himself, and the meaning of surrender is very real, just take a look."

Luo Fan took the letter and unfolded it, and quickly browsed through it. It was indeed Su Hu's tone, saying that he was going to invest in Xiqi, but was repeatedly blocked by the lieutenant general. The matter of Yin Hong deepened the gap between the two sides. Delay any longer, so I am willing to cooperate with Xiqi inside and outside, and capture the deputy general as a thank you for the previous crime.The words in the letter are very humble, and it is no wonder that Jiang Ziya said that his meaning of surrender is very real.

Seeing that Luo Fan had read the letter, Jiang Ziya smiled and asked, "What do you think of this, Junior Brother Cihang?"

Luo Fan pondered and said: "Su Hou's intention to surrender to Zhou has long been seen. King Wu Cheng is willing to testify for him. This time Kui Ye sent the letter, he made up his mind to surrender sincerely, it should not be a trap."

"I think so too." Hearing this, Jiang Ziya stroked his beard and nodded, and quickly made a decision: "Tomorrow evening, we will attack the commercial camp."

After leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, Luo Fan and Yang Jian continued to go back to the city tower to watch the night, only waiting for tomorrow evening to break through the business camp in one fell swoop.

The next day, just at dusk, Xiqi generals and soldiers attacked the commercial camp in three ways. Su Hu took advantage of the war and brought his son into Xiqi City. Sound, until dawn.

Because Yang Jian had just patrolled the night before, Jiang Ziya arranged for a rest. He did not go to the battle, but waited for the news in the mansion with Luo Fan. At dawn, the soldiers returned home victorious.

The business camp was broken again, Su Hu and his son also voted for Zhou, Xiqi won a big victory, and the demise of Shang Zhou was just around the corner.

There is a building in Chaoge called Star Picking Terrace, which is extremely gorgeous and towering. People standing on the top of the platform, at first glance, are very close to the sky, so close that it seems that they can pick up the stars with one hand. .

King Zhou, Daji, and Bo Yikao were all on the star picking tower at the moment, and their distance from each other was similar to when Luo Fan and the others saw each other last time—— King Zhou and Daji sat side by side, and Boyikao stood with his head bowed. After King Zhou.

In front of them was an exquisite and gorgeous song and dance, but it seemed that there was no one who really took the song and dance into their eyes.

Suddenly, someone from the palace came to report, saying that it was an urgent report of war. King Zhou didn't stop singing and dancing, but just recruited that person to ask.

When a foreign minister came to see her, Daji stood up knowingly and hid behind the screen. She didn't know whether it was bored or what, but when she left, she even pulled Boyi Koo over. The two stood behind the screen, and King Zhou only looked back. After a glance, he didn't say much.

While waiting for the reporter to come over, Daji smiled, looked at Bo Yikao with her lips covered, and said in a low voice, "What do you think will happen?"

Her voice was not high, but King Zhou who was sitting outside the screen could hear it clearly.

Bo Yikao looked up at Daji and said nothing.

Daji didn't care whether he ignored her or not, and said directly: "I guess, Xiqi must have won again, and Chengtang's soldiers returned."

Bo Yi Kao finally reacted more when he heard the words, and replied in a serious manner: "This time it is your father Su Hu who leads the troops."

Daji covered her lips and sneered, "So what?"

At this time, the person who gave the reward also came up, and the two of them stopped talking. After listening to King Zhou's questioning, they realized that it was Daji's father, Su Hu, who had voted for Xiqi.

Daji looked at Bo Yikao proudly when he heard the words, "Look, my words are not wrong, right?"

As she spoke, she suddenly stepped out of the screen and knelt down in front of King Zhou with a sad face, with tears in her eyes, begging for punishment.

King Zhou helped her up with a chuckle, pulled her to sit beside her, and said slowly, "Even if I lose everything, what do I have to do with my beloved wife?"

Daji was touched and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding and pity."

King Zhou picked up the wine bottle and raised it to his lips only to find that there was no wine in the glass. He said displeasedly, "Where is the wine server?"

Bo Yikao walked out from behind the screen and poured wine for King Zhou as he said. He kept his head down. At the moment King Zhou was sitting, when he looked up he saw his face, and suddenly said: "Your younger brother Ji Fa...but It's really good."

As he said that, he turned his head and stopped looking at him, enjoying the singing and dancing while drinking, his eyes were indifferent, showing no emotion at all.

Let's talk about Xiqi's side, because of Su Hu's return, there was no Chengtang garrison outside the city. Everyone explained their joy in their hearts. The rotation system of the three generations of disciples started again. It was not Yang Jian's turn this time, so he and Luo Fan prepared to return Kunlun trip.

It's just that before the two of them left Xiqi City, they suddenly saw a blue light surging in the sky. They didn't know what it was, so they stopped in the distance, stepped on the cloud and looked over, and saw the blue light rolling like waves.

"Nephew, what do you think it is?"

Yang Jian looked intently, the blue light was gradually approaching, and gradually he could see the shape clearly. It was really a huge wave, as high as three towers, and the place it passed was filled with ocean, with an irresistible momentum , a mighty attack!

Fuck, why are there waves on Nima land?This unscientific!

Seeing that the waves were coming towards the direction of Xiqi City, the speed was fierce. If it continued like this, the whole city would be washed away and submerged in a short while. The Xiangfu reported the matter to Jiang Ziya.

The two returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, only to see Jiang Ziya with disheveled hair, standing in the courtyard dancing with a sword, in a demented state, not just doing something.

The two didn't dare to interrupt at will, so they asked Nezha who was standing beside him, "Senior Brother Ziya, what are you doing?"

Nezha shook his head, "I don't know either. It's just that Uncle Ziya did the divination just now. I don't know what he saw. He looked terrified. After bathing and changing clothes, he began to dance the sword."

Thinking that Senior Brother Ziya already had a countermeasure, Luo Fan stopped being anxious and pulled Yang Jian to stand aside.

Gradually, even if you don't ride the clouds, just stand on the ground, you can still see the high and huge waves. The city suddenly screamed, and the people were panicked.

Huang Tianhua was shocked: "This... is this sea water? Will Xiqi City be submerged?!"

Nezha gave him a disdainful look, "Why do you have to be afraid of mere sea water?"

Huang Tianhua blushed, and said angrily: "You and me cultivators are naturally not afraid of these things, but what about the people in that city?"

Nezha choked, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Jiang Ziya, who was madly dancing with a sword, and instantly gained confidence, "Why do you need to worry about it? Didn't you see that Master Ziya is doing it?"

Huang Tianhua looked at Jiang Ziya, but he didn't dare to say it, but he couldn't associate Jiang Ziya's behavior with his actions. To be honest, his crazy movements looked like sleepwalking.

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The waves crashed down and hit the city wall, the waves lost their form immediately, the sea water fell from the sky, rushing towards the city, when you looked up, you could only see a huge blue shadow, covering the sun, blocking the sky, falling black , wanting to overwhelm and submerge the whole city.

This is simply a disaster that is about to fall. Luo Fan looked up at the mighty sea water falling from the top of his head. Even if he is practicing Taoism now, he knows that the waves can't hurt him, but seeing such a magnificent scene, he was still quite shocked.

He suddenly held Yang Jian's hand and said with a low laugh, "Nephew, do you think Xiqi City will be submerged?"

Yang Jian said affirmatively, "Of course not."

Luo Fan turned his head to look at him, and suddenly thought: "Why don't we come to bet?"

"……That's too late."

Luo Fan heard the words and hurriedly looked up, only to see that the sea water had completely covered the sky, pressing down inch by inch, the speed was so fast that it almost reached everyone's eyes...

The success or failure of Xiqi City's life and death can be decided in an instant.