The correct strategy for the master of the world

When Wen Renxi opened his eyes again, the moon was already in the sky.

He slowly sat up from the bed, supported the bed and stepped on the ground, his body still didn't have much strength, but it was enough for him to finish what he wanted to do.

The Gu worms in the body were restless, but Wen Renxi was not in a hurry, without the mother Gu worms to ripen, it would take three days at the fastest for the rouge-hot Gu worms to enter the heart veins and break out of the body.

And he only needs tonight.

The bright moon hangs high.

Today is August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival. In this beautiful day of family reunion, how can the moon not be round, and how can it not be round without any regrets.

When I walked out the door, I saw a copper basin outside the door, and a stone fell in it. It was this thing that made the sound that woke me up.

Tie the stones and ice cubes to the two ends of the rope and hang them on a pole. Put a copper basin under the stones. As time goes by, the ice cubes will melt and shrink. If the stone loses its balance, it will naturally fall into the copper basin.

However, Ximen Chuuxue would not be able to fiddle with such a small mechanism, so it must have been created by Yu Tianbao.

If she knew that the relationship between the two of them was so good, Yu Luocha would be able to wake up from her dreams with a smile.

It is estimated that both of them should be in the palace now.Wen Renxi thought, gathered his strength and flew up.

The atmosphere in the palace was very solemn. On the top of the Forbidden City, two people, two peerless swordsmen stood facing each other, and there were countless famous martial arts masters hidden on the nearby roof trees.

The life-and-death decision of the two most famous swords in the Jianghu, even just a glance, is enough to brag about for a lifetime.

The commander-in-chief, Wei Ziyun, led a group of his subordinates to stand ready, and at the same time complained about those two unreasonable swordsmen in his heart for countless times.

A swordsmanship is a swordsmanship. How can you compare well? You have to run to the palace. Do you know that if you put it in the front court, you will be killed directly.

And he had to compare with the day of August [-]th, do you know that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, do you know the meaning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, half of the bodyguards under him were almost kicked out of the house by the lady because of this crap, A little half has already booked the washboard, a duel almost destroyed several families under his command, can you afford this responsibility?

Alas, how many years since he retired from the Jianghu, the habits of the Jianghu have changed. It used to be popular to find a mountain to play swordsmanship in a certain mountain, but now it is popular to compete in the palace.

Thinking of the possibility of endless martial arts duels in the palace in the future, he felt his eyes go dark.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he saw a white shadow come in from the outside, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

That person's qinggong is extremely high, if he hadn't seen Chu Liuxiang cuddling on the tree in the east just now, he would probably have taken that person as Chu Liuxiang.

Not only he saw the figure, but everyone present saw it. With such a high level of qinggong, no one knew his identity. People hiding in various places couldn't help discussing it.

After all, gossip is human nature.

Moreover, the two swordsmen have been posing since the moon came out, and it has been almost an hour and a half since they stood there. There is no movement at all. The legs squatting on the tree are numb and about to lose consciousness. Standing on the palace, the legs feel numb. Shaking, those who drank two glasses of water before the bad luck came, almost pissed their pants.

But look at the two people on the roof still motionless.

Some people have already begun to suspect that the two could not be able to move because their legs were numb after standing for too long.

The idea of ​​watching the fun has long since disappeared, and most of the people present just hope that it can end quickly and let them go back.

"He's here." Ximen Chuuxue said when he saw a white shadow drifting into the palace wall.

"I know." Ye Gucheng said.

"There are a lot of people today." Ximen Chuuxue said.

"Of course." Ye Gucheng nodded to Ximen Chuuxue.

After waiting for a long time, the people who finally waited for the two to speak became excited, cheering up and preparing to watch the two draw their swords.

Then they saw the two of them flying up at the same time, and they left in an erratic manner.

left...

went……

Up...

Only those present were left staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

....Leaving without doing anything? !

They ran all the way here, during the reunion festival on August [-]th, ran into the palace at the risk of offending the emperor, just to stand outside with the two of them and blow the cold wind for half the night? !

Those who were more irritable and rude couldn't help but start cursing.

Wei Ziyun also gritted his teeth, but he was fine, the sound of teeth grinding could be heard everywhere in the guards behind him.

But no matter how tricked he was, there was finally an ending. Wei Ziyun sent the boys under his command home, thinking that if he was lucky, he might even save the washboard.

What he didn't know was that a few people in the guards exchanged glances, walked up and started chatting with Wei Ziyun, and imperceptibly held him back from going to the emperor's place.

In the emperor's bedroom at this time, Ye Gucheng was already entangled with the emperor's guards, the sword light was shining, and the cold air was overflowing.

From the point of view of Nanwang and his son's half-learned martial arts, the fight was really dangerous, but in the eyes of others, this fight can be said to be a double-handed fight with no technical content.

Water is being released on both sides, and it is so powerful that it is really the only one who can die.

But just because they looked dangerous, Nan Wang and his son had no doubts about Wen Renxi and Ximen Chuuxue standing beside them, acting as guards, instead of thinking about why they should be arranged outside at this time Ximen Chuuxue, who was fighting as a stand-in, would appear here, but there was a sense of gratitude that he was here otherwise it would be troublesome.

Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng stood in front of the emperor, guarding him firmly.

Although most of the people present were from his own side, they were afraid of side effects.

Sitting on the chair, the emperor couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied when he saw the two people in front of him completely blocking his view.

He had anticipated Nanwang's rebellion, but it was so stupid to come up with a plan like Li Daitao's death that he was speechless.

I really don't want to admit that they are related.

But as an emperor who has never been out of the capital in his lifetime, let alone witnessed the rivers and lakes that can only be seen in the scriptures, he still appreciates the duel plan that King Nan came up with. Look at the water in the capital these days. It's so interesting, he can read the information sent by his subordinates every day with great interest.

And he also took this opportunity to meet many interesting people in the world, such as Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang.

Life has been different since then.

Stretching out his hands to pick up the clothes of the two people in front of him, the emperor happily looked out from the sleeves of the two people.

He had known for a long time that Prince Nan looked alike to him, but he did not expect to be so similar. Even twins might not be as similar as the two of them.

With a sound of "Kuang", Ye Gucheng's sword energy swept away the porcelain placed on the table.

The emperor frowned distressedly. He had long said that this matter would be dealt with in the Hall of Supreme Harmony at the opening meeting. He could use the excuse that the Hall of Supreme Harmony was going to be repaired for a few days and take a little vacation.

But no one agreed with his good proposal, so he had to move the location to his bedroom in the end.

Ye Gucheng and the others played wonderfully. He was terrified when he saw it. Do you know that the decorations in this bedroom are all treasures from his private treasury, and you should pay attention when you fight. In a few months, the northern soldiers will spend the winter. All the money was used to relieve the victims of the Yellow River flood this year, and to subsidize the farmers who could not harvest food due to the drought this year. He had to use all the money in his private treasury to buy grain cotton clothes and transport them to the north.

So now that he is poor, there are only so few things left, and if there is nothing else, he can only write two pictures again this year for the Chinese New Year as a reward for the hero.

Then he saw a man dressed as a eunuch running out of the side hall, holding a folded bright yellow dragon robe in his hand, kneeling respectfully to the Prince Nan, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Prince Nan smiled and said, "Zhu Yuanye, I won in the end, and I'll leave it to you, sir."

The emperor's name is Zhu Yuanye.

At this time, Ye Gucheng also repelled the guards who had been fighting with him for a long time, and walked towards the emperor with a sword in his hand.

The emperor sighed, and said to Ye Gucheng in a loud voice: "Qingben is beautiful, how can I follow the thief?"

Ye Gucheng paused.

The talkative guy really wants to cut him to death with a sword.

Seeing this, Wen Renxi took a step forward, and pointed at Cheng Jian, a gust of wind passed through the barrier formed by Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.

Only the emperor groaned. Although he couldn't see anyone, he could hear the sound of the body falling to the ground, and he could see the blood flowing slowly from Lu Xiaofeng's feet.

Lu Xiaofeng and the two "turned pale with shock", seeing the prince of the Southern Prince laughed, took the dragon robe from the eunuch's hand and put it on his body: "From now on, I will be the emperor, and everyone here is my great hero!"

Ye Gucheng narrowed his eyes, the sword on Ximen Chuixue's waist swayed slightly, and the sleeves of Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou moved as if they were being pulled by someone.

This is His Majesty the Emperor expressing that they have seen enough of the show, and they can take care of Nan Wang and his son.

Prince Nan is still laughing, today he is going to be on the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Lord, he can be drunk and dream of death in the comfortable days when he wakes up and controls the world, and lies drunk on the knees of beauties, so why can't he laugh.

Ye Gucheng's sword tip trembled, and when he was thinking about how to poke Nanwang Shizi into a chill, a sudden change occurred!

Prince Nan's whole body trembled violently twice, coughing and wheezing like a gash in his throat, and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, twitching weakly.

Behind his back was a dagger, with golden dragon patterns around the dagger handle, and red gemstones on the dragon's eyes—the red ones were like the blood flowing from the back of Prince Nan.

Nan Wang stood behind Nan Wang Shizi, his eyes were scarlet, his hands trembled, and blood dripped from his fingers.

It was Nan Wang's son who was stabbed by Nan Wang.

He turned his head stiffly, like a machine, looked straight at Wen Renxi, his knees softened and knelt on the ground, bowed his head and kowtowed.

"Chennan King Zhu Ming bowed again to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The sudden change caught everyone off guard.

The emperor stopped pretending to be dead, pulled away Lu Xiaofeng and poked his head out to stare at Wen Renxi.

The moonlight became brighter and brighter, so that everyone's face turned pale, and no one could see anything strange about Wen Renxi's bloodless face.

"So that's how it is." Wen Renxi murmured, "So that's how it is."

Everything is connected in series in the mind.

"Next." Wen Renxi heard himself say, "I'll ask, you can tell."

His tone was calm and unwavering.

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