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On the snow-white nine-storied tower, an elderly wise man from the Shengmou clan sat majestically. Under his signal, the two disciples standing beside him were ordered to leave. About half a quarter of an hour later, the two led a young man in white to come in.

"Baishu! Do you know your mistake?!" The wise man glared and shouted majesticly!

Hearing this, Bai Shu lifted up his clothes, knelt down on his knees, "I don't know where my mistake is."

"Death will never change!" The wise man was furious, he slapped the sandalwood table next to him, and said sharply, "Why did you lose in the battle at Lingyun Terrace?"

"If you return to the words of the wise, the disciples will lose without a doubt."

Thinking of the decisive battle on and off the Lingyun Terrace at that time, he had to think of the two princesses Yonghui who won by means of thunder, and the sword master Xiao Lingxue who conquered Huangquan with iron blood. Bai Shu knew that before that decisive battle, Xiao Lingxue It must have been planned. For example, Princess Yonghui was assassinated and injured after winning the victory. For example, the current turmoil in Nanchu is inseparable from the plans of those two women.

Of course, Bai Shu also had some plans, and he deeply understood that the game between himself and the sword master of Huangquan was not just a game of "Nine Provinces Chess" on Lingyuntai, the real game between them, In fact, it started a long time ago.

Therefore, when he learned that the sword master of Huangquan had already made plans, he had already made corresponding plans.

"Since we are bound to lose, why should the disciple focus on winning?" Before the wise man roared again, Bai Shu spoke first, and said meaningfully: "Those who know can know that sometimes, losing is actually a kind of victory..."

Hearing what Bai Shu said was meaningful, the wise man's anger was slightly suppressed, and Dang even asked: "What's the explanation?"

After Bai Shu cupped his hands and saluted, he slowly said, "I used to think that the disciples of my former family would have scruples among the countries, but I didn't expect that the young disciples of all the families would be blinded by the prosperity of this world as soon as they entered the world. For the benefit of their own families, each of them was in harmony with each other, forgetting that the nine aristocratic families were united in the same spirit, forgetting the oath of common advance and retreat made at the beginning, and the Liu family, which started with the law, even reached an agreement with Dongning under the leadership of Venerable Qiankun. Conspiracy."

"Although the nine great aristocratic families have profound backgrounds, there is no shortage of industrial, agricultural, commercial, legal and etiquette, and general talents abound, but what we lack most are soldiers--soldiers who can fully listen to our orders and attack for us. The million-strong army that plundered the city is not the private soldiers raised by various families."

"However, on the contrary to us, all the countries in the separatist regime have their own military power, and the secret alliance is headed by Xishu, intending to use the elite soldiers and armor of Xishu to control our aristocratic family."

"Yu Wenhao, the King of Mausoleum, is supported by us, and his attitude towards our family is acceptable, but Emperor Dongning has wavered several times. Sometimes he wants to form an alliance with Western Shu and other countries, and sometimes he wants to borrow the power of our family. power……"

"Under such circumstances, how can our aristocratic families use strong means to divide the countries? Otherwise, under their gold and iron horses, how can the aristocratic families survive?"

"Therefore, under such circumstances, we can only support another party that can develop in a short period of time, and Princess Yonghui of Nanchu is undoubtedly the best choice. As the orphan of the former king of Nanchu She was able to rise in a short period of time. Besides, Princess Yonghui was destined to conquer the world by breaking the army, and Western Shu is adjacent to Southern Chu. How many small battles have been fought in these years? Want to swallow The intention of going down to Southern Chu, the kingdom of granaries, has long been revealed, so how can Princess Yonghui be allowed to take power over Southern Chu?"

After hearing Bai Shu's remarks, the wise man's face turned pale, his anger dissipated slightly, and he thought deeply: "You mean, let them fight to lose both sides first, and then let the aristocratic family take action for the fisherman's benefit?"

"That's right." Bai Shu said, "The battle of Yonghui is not about winning or losing, it's more about giving Princess Yonghui a reason to rebel against the capital of Nanchu. There will be a civil strife, and there will inevitably be wars with the Western Shu countries, and our family can take advantage of this opportunity to make other plans."

"This is a good plan, but," the wise man shook his head and sighed, "you are still too young after all, you forgot one person..."

The eloquent Bai Shu couldn't help being startled, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who?"

"Ouyang Mingyue." The wise man stopped his hands and sighed softly: "A person who has lived from the bloody storm 20 years ago until now..."

Hearing this, Young Master Bai Shu's complexion suddenly turned pale, he knelt down in disregard of his embarrassment, and suddenly raised his hand to observe the stars in the night sky, but found that it was as black as ink, without any trace of stars.

Under the same night sky, on the ten-foot-high city wall of Qingzhou City, thousands of miles away, there were also people standing against the wind, also looking at the vast starry sky.

"The road ahead is dark and windy!"

Jun Xizhu sighed softly with his hands behind his hands, and the night wind blew past, messing up her three thousand black hair, adding a bit of water-like chill to her body.

"I never thought that the return journey would be so difficult." Standing beside her, His Highness Yonghui was also looking at the distance outside the city, which was the direction of the capital of Nanchu King.

"It's not difficult to walk. It's just that the bones have been trampled on a lot during this journey." It took nine days to travel from West Wind City to Qingzhou City in Luojiao, and passed through [-] cities in total. During the nine days, they were assassinated more than [-] times in succession!

These assassins became more and more powerful each time. Some were dead men, some were green forests in the rivers and lakes, and even big devils who did all kinds of evil in the rivers and lakes were bribed to assassinate.

However, these people were still blood-stained in the blue sky, and finally failed to prevent Princess Yonghui's strong return.

"Out of Qingzhou City, there is another half-day's journey, and I will go to the capital of the king of Southern Chu." Chu Xi gently held Jun Xizhu, her eyes were as calm as water, and she was not overwhelmed by the fact that her long-cherished wish for many years was about to be fulfilled. Her heart was racing, because she knew that this was only the first step she had taken, and everything she faced afterwards would be more difficult than the bloody journey back home, even more difficult than her struggles in the past ten years. The time to survive is even more difficult.

"Do you think there will be assassins coming tonight?" Chu Xi asked calmly.

Jun Xizhu also replied calmly: "It's already here."

Just as Jun Xizhu was answering, there was a sudden sound of footsteps under the ten-foot-high city wall, and immediately after that, three figures stepped on the city wall as if walking on flat ground, and quickly climbed to the top of the city.

There are two men, one is as tall as a bamboo pole, the other is as short as a child, and the other is an extremely ordinary woman.

If they hadn't carried weapons, no one would have regarded them as killers, but as an ordinary family of three.

But when Jun Xizhu and Chu Xi saw them for the first time, they already knew that they would definitely not be an ordinary family of three.

"I didn't expect the three of you to be so upbeat and come here to enjoy the moonless night." Jun Xizhu let go of Chu Xi's hand and took a step forward slowly, her smile was elegant and flawless, as if she didn't know this at all. The three are the assassins who came to kill her: "I don't know the three names? How should they be called?"

The three of them looked at each other, and the man as tall as a bamboo pole said, "We are Yan Luo who wants your life!"

Before he could say a word, the crescent-shaped short knife in the man's hand suddenly dropped and flew towards Jun Xizhu's neck. Only cut Jun Xizhu's feet below the knees.

Just when the two were attacking Jun Xizhu at the same time, the other woman rushed towards Chuxi with double hooks in tacit understanding, trying to restrain her with fierce moves and attacks.

The three of them cooperated tacitly, and there was almost no flaw in it. From this, it can be seen how much blood was stained on their hands, they are out-and-out masters, even the masters of masters!

When a master fights, the victory or defeat is often only in an instant, or even the time of saying a word, is enough to take a life!

——At the moment when the man as tall as a bamboo pole spoke, Jun Xizhu took a step forward, flipped three times in the air, narrowly dodged the crescent dagger flying at the side of the neck, and then tapped the edge of the city wall with his toes Borrowing strength, lift up your energy and fly forward!

The cold light flashed across lightly!

Huang Quan suddenly got out of the sheath, and with a slight groan, he pierced into the light of the knife that wanted to cut off her feet without any hindrance!

Up to this moment, Jun Xizhu's lips and brows were still dotted with an elegant smile, as if walking in a leisurely pavilion, dancing a sword against the moon and wind, taking away a life in a chic and freehand manner.

At the same time that Jun Xizhu made a move, Chu Xi's eyes froze, as cold as her voice: "Who sent you here?!"

The bright silver Biluo spear twirled in the palm of the hand, and the shadow of the silver spear suddenly glowed, fighting intent and murderous aura appeared at the same time, the purple robe fluttered with the wind, showing the rare heroic spirit and courage of the woman!

The silver gun passed by, and the shadow of the gun was indistinct.

With a soft sound, Bi Luo's spear hit the woman's fierce double hooks, wiping out several flying sparks.

One shot!

With just one shot, Princess Yonghui has already reached the highest peak of her spear skills in her life.

Just this one shot suppressed the woman, forcing her to hold Bi Luo's spear with double hooks, and watched helplessly as the tip of the spear tore through her clothes and pierced into her heart...

"Sorry, Your Highness, it seems that you are a little faster today."

Jun Xizhu held the Huangquan sword and fought with the remaining tall and thin man, distractedly talking to His Highness Yonghui while fighting.

"Not necessarily." Before Princess Yonghui said a word, the spear flew out of her hand as she flipped her wrist, like an arrow off the string, directly piercing the assassin's chest. When blood was splashing, the silver spear pierced through the man. Atrium of the heart, led the man back and forth, and fixed the man on the city wall.

Jun Xizhu was a little too late to strike, and only had time to fly to avoid the splattered blood, but failed to kill the assassin first. Blood splatters all the time, what should I do if it gets stained on my clothes?"

Chu Xi took two steps forward, protecting Jun Xizhu behind his back, approached the assassin, sized him up, and thoughtfully agreed, "He's dead again. It seems that His Highness must be more gentle in the future."

"Yeah, I'm dead again, and the clue is broken again." Jun Xizhu raised his hand and pulled out the spear, took out a brocade silk to wipe the blood on the gun blade, and continued: "But it doesn't matter if it's broken, anyway, these assassins Everyone knows where it came from."

"You mean the crown prince Chu Zhuo?" His Highness Yonghui thought deeply, "With him alone, I'm afraid he can't use so many assassins, right?"

"Why is it just him? Behind these assassins who came one after another, there must be no less than three forces." Throwing down the brocade silk for wiping blood, Jun Xizhu analyzed: "Some of these assassins are specially trained dead soldiers. Some are born in the grasslands and green forests of the rivers and lakes, and some are big devils from the underworld, obviously, they are arranged by different forces of the three parties."

After speaking, she pointed to the people in front of her again, and continued: "Those people who pretend to be masters but act like soldiers, I haven't guessed the mastermind and purpose behind them."

"Then according to the military adviser, who are the masterminds behind these three forces?" In fact, Chu Xi already had a clue about the mastermind behind these forces, but she pretended to be listening and asked Jun Xi everything. Zhu's point of view, on the one hand, shows her absolute trust in Jun Xizhu, and on the other hand, it is because she likes to listen to Jun Xizhu very much, and likes her style of strategizing and talking eloquently. Bamboo, although her face is still as clear as a picture, but her eyes show a different kind of demeanor and momentum, as if she was born to be like this, chatting and laughing freely, pointing at the country.

"The first mastermind must be missing the King of Chu and Prince Zhuo; the second, Ouyang Wuhou, can't escape; and the third, I guess, is your father's former minister..." Regarding the behind-the-scenes Jun Xizhu just touched upon the complexity, and then changed the topic: "Tomorrow, I will return to the capital. Tonight, Your Highness can rest in peace and recharge your spirits. This military division will personally watch over the night for His Highness."

His Highness Yonghui heard the words, clasped his fists and replied solemnly: "My Highness is not very grateful, but I have nothing to express my gratitude. Why don't you marry me as a wife?"

"That's wrong!" Jun Xizhu stared at His Royal Highness Yonghui out of the corner of his eye, raised his head slightly, raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "Your Highness should promise me to marry me as his wife!"

The author has something to say: I have been very busy at work recently, and there are many chores around me. I am very sorry that I have not been able to keep up with updates recently. After a while, I may speed up and try to finish this article in a short time.