The correct strategy for the master of the world

Thousands of miles away, Yu Tianbao moved his nose, sneezed, moved drowsily, and fell asleep again.

Ximen Chuuxue opened his eyes. He was a light sleeper, and woke up after a little movement. The person in his arms was still sleeping soundly. The night was heavy with dew, and the outermost cloak was already damp. If he slept like this all night, The cloak was probably soaked through the next day.

With Yu Tianbao's weak constitution, three to five days of illness is considered mild.

Pursing his lips, he supported the man, and pulled up the hood of the cloak to cover him. The oversized hood even covered his face.

Ximen Chuuxue stood up, and walked out of the grove with the man in his arms.

At the same time, he drew out the long sword hanging on his waist, swung it out and retracted the scabbard, kept walking, and the fine dead branches were crushed, making a creaking sound.

A bone-penetrating nail lay among the broken branches, revealing a faint blue light.

It was originally planned to keep the ambush waiting all night without moving, but now it seems that it will not work.

There was only a little flame left in the fire, and it would extinguish itself in a short time. After Ximen Chuixue left, the place was as quiet as death, without any sound, not even the chirping of birds.

The dew was getting heavier, and the moisture on the broken branch condensed into water droplets, which dripped on the bone-penetrating nail, then slid down and seeped into the ground, and the tender grass that had just sprouted a moment ago withered and turned yellow.

Such a domineering poison.

Picking up the bone-penetrating nail with one hand, the hand is covered with a film as thin as a cicada's wing, protecting the owner from the poison.

"I'm afraid there won't be any grass growing here in the coming year." The sigh disappeared into the air with the cold wind, and when I looked closely, there was no trace of anyone coming there.

The way Ximen Chuuxue walked out of the grove was not safe. If he stayed where he was until dawn, there would be [-]% fewer killers guarding him, and if he didn't bring Yu Tianbao, [-]% fewer scruples.

But he just held a burden in one hand and a sword in the other, and killed when the killers were most concentrated.

Raising the hand, a cold light suddenly appeared, the red dripped down the sword spine brilliantly, splashed, and the most beautiful flowers bloomed in the snow.

Gorgeous arrogance.

It's like a silent performance, the white figure walks through the night, the heavy panting is mixed with the muffled sound of falling to the ground, the bright cold light plucks the mourning strings before death, and it suddenly stops when it is about to sound, and it can't be played Play a little melody.

Yu Tianbao was woken up by the jolt, there was darkness in front of his eyes, the plush felt against his entire face, he couldn't feel what was happening outside, he didn't move, he calmly maintained the movements of his body when he woke up, he couldn't hear clearly Despite the sounds from the outside world, one could smell a little blood and coldness in the air.

There was also the cold breath on Ximen Chuuxue's body.

Keenly aware of Yu Tianbao's accelerated breathing, Ximen Chuixue's face remained unchanged, and he slashed across the throat of the person in front of him with his backhand. The small wound was fatal enough, and he fell down without even making a final sound.

At the same time, his other hand patted Yu Tianbao very gently, and said lightly: "Go to sleep if you are sleepy."

The face could not be seen through the layer of cloak, but he was very relieved, Yu Tianbao yawned a little: "Beware of the three of you. Enter the city, go to the east gate and Rentang.".

While speaking, he groped to untie a kit from his waist and stuffed it into Ximen Chuuxue's arms.

Those who can be sent to assassinate Ximen Chuuxue are undoubtedly masters, and they can be regarded as famous people in the Jianghu, so the scars inevitably appeared on him.

The first touch of red was stained on the white clothes, the red was dazzling, the assassin unconsciously increased his breathing, but Ximen Chuuxue didn't seem to notice it, his sword was even faster and more ruthless than before.

If there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three. The three standing in the dry position are indeed the most difficult opponents. If it weren't for Yu Tianbao's reminder, Ximen Chuuxue might have accidentally made a mistake.

It took him an hour and a half to come out of the small woods, with two wounds on his back and three wounds on his right arm holding the sword. In the small woods behind him, 76 black-clothed killers were buried. The only wound was his throat. A little crimson.

He gently blew away the blood dripping from the sword, and the blood trickled down to the ground, inexplicably arousing a kind of loneliness.

It's just that he hadn't been able to experience this kind of loneliness before he was startled by Yu Tianbao's sneeze, wrapped his cloak tightly, Ximen Chuixue jumped up, and a small city not far away showed its outline in the unsightly morning light.

……

Wen Renxi added another badge around his neck. The previous one had only faded for two days before a new one appeared.

Lu Xiaofeng bit hard, a deep tooth mark oozes blood on the side of the neck, which is more impressive than the last one.

Wen Renxi raised his hand to touch it, his flesh throbbed, it wasn't very uncomfortable, but it was painful.

"Are you happy?" he asked.

"Yeah." Lu Xiaofeng rolled over from him and lay beside him, looking at the gilded pattern on the carriage roof.

"What's the matter?" Wen Renxi tilted his head, so quiet he didn't want Lu Xiaofeng's usual state.

"It's nothing." Lu Xiaofeng laughed, "Speaking of which, I really caused you a lot of trouble."

Wen Renxi also laughed: "Is it still Lu Xiaofeng if there is less trouble?"

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a while, then said: "Then why do you have to go through this muddy water?"

Wen Renxi raised his chin and looked at him for a while, and when he looked away uncomfortably, he said slowly, "Just pay off the debt."

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows: "What debt do you owe?"

Wen Renxi stopped answering him, just shook his head with a smile, covered his mouth and coughed.

Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly helped him up and patted his back to make him feel better, and the matter was exposed.

What debt do you owe?

Wen Renxi smiled wryly in his heart, he owed a life debt, the Kunlun lineage owed the world a life debt.

In the previous dynasty, the Ye family didn't have the air of an emperor, let alone the founding of the country, but the ancestors of the Kunlun lineage relied on themselves to seize the secrets, cut off three parts of the dragon's energy and passed it on to the Ye family, and then hid all the battles in the world. Entrusting the responsibility in the kit, this is how the Ye family's dynasty of just a hundred years came to be.

A hundred years later, the world is in chaos again, wars are everywhere, mourning is everywhere, and human life is as light as grass.

But the soldiers who died in the Ye family's fight against the world, the lives of people who died in the century of disasters, floods, droughts, everything that should not have happened, one by one, were all counted on the Kunlun lineage.

The reincarnation of heaven, the retribution is not good.

The ancestors who leaked the secret died without a whole body, and the Kunlun disciples died miserably one by one. The mountain tops that were originally spring-like all the year round were frozen for thousands of miles overnight, and the palace in the center was constantly snowed and the sun was not visible.

So the gate of the mountain was closed, a maze was set up, and the technique of peeping into the sky was exhausted, sacrificing the lives of most of the disciples, seeking a glimmer of life.

His master once lamented that it was a pity for him. It was originally a god-given emperor star fate. If he hadn't been sent to Kunlun, where his luck was taken away to pay off his debts, no matter where he was sent to, he would be able to go around smoothly in the end. Go to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and be an eternal Mingjun who will live forever and be at ease.

Kunlun disciples are not allowed to go down the mountain. Once they go down the mountain, they have to bear the debt left by their ancestors, and they have to use their lives to keep the world peaceful and the sea and rivers feast.

But in the same way, even if you are expelled from Kunlun after going down the mountain, even if you are in debt, Tiandao will turn a blind eye and let him go, so that he will not die without a place to die when he goes down the mountain.

It's just that the rest of my life is doomed to work hard for the common people in this world, so I won't be at ease.

Compared with such a fatal matter, how could Lu Xiaofeng's matter be considered troublesome.

How could he be willing to drag Lu Xiaofeng into this quagmire of himself?

How can I be willing.

Wen Renxi's eyes were tender like never before: "Lu Xiaofeng..."

"Huh?" Lu Xiaofeng leaned forward, twitching his mustache, and seemed to have recovered completely.

Wen Renxi covered his head with one hand, leaned over, and kissed the troublesome man in front of him.

So it is best not to know anything, he is enough to taste the pain of being trapped in the situation but powerless, and when he is really played to death by Heaven, Lu Xiaofeng will hug him and bury him under the tree The two jars of wine were drunk, and after waking up, all the previous worries were forgotten, and he was still a happy Lu Xiaoji.

It was the first time that the mind-controlling soul-hunting technique made him feel so beneficial.

Since it was his most longed-for fantasy when he was young, he wanted that person to live in the most beautiful dream forever.

How good.

Wen Renxi closed his eyes, silently covering the moisture in his eyes.

With his eyes closed, he never saw the deep meaning and thought in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes.

How could he be a fool if he could make a living in the arena, just pretending to be cheap in front of Wen Renxi.The person in front of him must have something very important to hide from him. He had an intuition that as long as he figured out that matter, the gap between him and Wenren that seemed close but actually far away would no longer exist.

He trusts his intuition very much, relying on this intuition he has escaped countless times of life and death crises, so this time there should be no mistakes.

However, seeing people's attitude, we have to grind slowly.

Reassuring himself in his heart with a few words that the future will last forever, Lu Xiaofeng blinked, hugged Wen Renxi and deepened the kiss.

After all, it is a fool not to take advantage of the advantages.

……

After many days, the emperor finally went to court normally, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were so moved by the familiar figure on the dragon chair that they almost burst into tears.

But with the current level of peace in the world, what can be done if the weather is smooth, and all the things that need to be slapped are gone, and no one wants to quarrel, so the adults can only smile hypocritically and talk about trivial matters. Tossing back and forth for a long time.

After all, I got up so early to catch up with the morning morning, and I always felt that I was at a loss if I didn't procrastinate for a while.

The emperor covered his mouth and turned sideways and yawned, pretending not to see the prime minister standing in front of the civil servants, taking the opportunity to doze off again.

It's so boring, it's totally understandable.

If I had known it earlier, I would have kept two aristocratic families and given them false titles. It would be fun to look at them every morning.

There is no way, the team he promoted is almost all from the grass roots, and they will definitely not be able to beat the group of children from aristocratic families who have studied speech for several lifetimes in a verbal battle, but they can't talk to their bodies. If you grow up alive, you can't beat the group of people who are panting after taking two steps.

Yawning again, the emperor peeked at the Minister of the Ministry of War who was huddled behind and read the script. It was quite difficult for such a big body to miss.

I think this was also a top three main force back then, but now I am too lazy to read the scriptures.

I really miss the court that could directly hold the wat board and slap the political opponents in the face when there was a disagreement, how passionate.

Hua Manting looked around, all looking drowsy, shaking the wat board he was holding in his hand, the weapon that used to blow away the two front teeth of the Patriarch of the Zhao family, now it can only be lonely and ashes .

The newly promoted chief eunuch buried his head, wisely not speaking.

In fact, His Majesty the Emperor and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty had the same problem.

cheap!

The humble emperor made up his mind early in the morning, and after the end of the court, he was in the imperial study to approve the papers until the evening. When the Chinese New Year was approaching, there were even few papers

After dinner, the emperor lay on the dragon bed and read a folk tale.

How long has it been since he and Ye Gucheng's gossip has been spread everywhere, and the merchants who sell new year's goods are even more willing to bring a few copies to other places to expand their business. After a few words, they are all bumpkins.

The content of the story is even more colorful. The fox fairy repaying favor has long been eliminated, and now the popular thing is the reincarnation of the fairy.

Flipping through the "Returning Tears" in his hand, it said that there was a fairy grass in the nine heavens, which was irrigated by the sword spirit and grew into it.

Immortal grass said: "Since he gave me a drop of water, it doesn't matter if I return his tears for the rest of his life." After speaking, he was reincarnated into a human womb, who knew he became the emperor of this world.

Once you enter the royal family, it's as deep as the sea, and you don't get half a bit of freedom. Even if you miss a lot of love and worry, you can only shed tears and walk a thousand lines.

Huanjun's Pearl is tearful, wishing to meet her unmarried, ah bah, when she was not enthroned

The whole story is full of twists and turns, and the writing is brilliant and gripping. During the New Year's Eve, I don't know how many wives and ladies were crying to heartbreak.

The emperor rubbed his chin. Half of the money from selling the short story books had to be handed over to the treasury. It seemed that this year would be a good year.

He is in a good mood here, and the atmosphere in Baiyun City thousands of miles away is very dignified.

The steward of the city lord's mansion said that he had never seen the city lord's face so dark.

As soon as Ye Gucheng came back, he felt that something was not right. He always looked at him with weird eyes, but when he looked back, he saw nothing. Occasionally, a few courageous cousins ​​came up to him, expressing that he had to be brave To pursue love, you have to look at the people around you.

In short, I went to the capital and came back, and the painting style of the whole city is not quite right.

It wasn't until he intercepted a small story book from his cousin that he finally caught the culprit.

The cover was torn off and replaced with Nuze's skin. If it wasn't for the strange smile of his cousin, he wouldn't be able to grab it, it was too hidden.

Forget it, let's see what it is.

For the first time, the king of the South conspired against him, um, it was fairly realistic.

The second time, he and the emperor drank wine to admire the moon, and talked heart-to-heart on a snowy night, something seemed wrong.

The hand that flipped the book stopped for a moment, and only wrote four pages twice, and what to write later would take hundreds of pages at least.Ye Gucheng thought about it for a while, and felt that he shouldn't turn it down, but when he looked up, his cousin's ghost-like eyes made him turn it down fearlessly.

The third time, I went to sleep with my feet up, uh...it happened.

The fourth time, upside down... The thin paper was overwhelmed and wrinkled. Ye Gucheng froze, trying to ignore the headache-filled descriptions, and quickly flipped back.

Ah...don't...Ye Lang...Little Fairy...Don't play with fire...

The accompanying picture of the two intertwined limbs did not escape his eyes.

He closed the book with a "slap", Ye Gucheng's face turned ashen.

"Unsightly!"

The poor cousin cried "Wow".

Cousin is so scary!

The author has something to say: update!

What Wen Renxi is struggling with is actually this kind of boring thing.

When he stops being entangled, the two of them will be able to live a good life without shame or shame.

This is true. I was pitted by my ancestors.

It was because of this reason that Wen Renxi thought Lu Xiaofeng was a child.

After all, he is a man with the world behind his back

Lu Xiaoji can't help but pamper him when he jumps like that

It's a pity that Lu Xiaoji is a troublemaker

It's fine!

The tragedy of underestimating Xiangfang's IQ is that Wen Renxi

The owner and the couple have nothing to say, just waiting to puncture the window paper

Let me feel sorry for the city lord whose world view is broken for three seconds

I just pinched him in Dream of Red Mansions, you hit me [twisting]

The emperor is a scheming whore, tsk!

Finally, the customary confession, little angels, I love you, um, I love you very much [blush