The Sword Dynasty - 701

“Is the real Zhen Guohou, not a mere decoration?” At a certain official residence in Chu Du, Su Qin put down the secret note in his hand, picked up a glass of wine on the case next to him, and smiled faintly.

The woman who served him was wearing a goose yellow palace dress, her complexion was as beautiful as snow. The woman’s surname is Zhen, who is the second daughter of the Zhen family in Chudu, and one of the most famous beauties in Chudu.

For men with real power, the identity of such a woman is more attractive than her own beauty.

In the past, countless powerful children dreamed of, but most of the beauties who were not even able to meet are now only the maids he can hunt at will. Su Qin’s eyes at this time are not complacent, but have a strong self-deprecating meaning.

He turned his head a little weary and looked at the sky outside the window.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and it hadn’t really entered the night, but there were already stars in the sky.

“Is this destiny? I have just taken over power in Chu, and you will become Prince Yan’s left and right arm.”

Su Qin looked at the two stars that appeared on the sky first, and said slowly in his heart.

“grown ups.”

A low but powerful voice sounded outside the door.

Listening to the voice of this cultivator, Su Qin’s eyes also brightened like stars.

After getting his permission, a seemingly ordinary wooden box was presented to him.

When the quiet room became quiet again, and only him and this glamorous woman were left in the room, he slowly opened the box.

There is a piece of jade in the box, which exudes a soft and mysterious brilliance.

“I like plain clothes, and my hair is cut short.” Su Qin first closed the box, then raised his head, glanced at the woman next to him, and said.

This stunning woman was flattered at first, but when she heard the second half of his sentence, her lips trembled and her complexion became strangely pale.

Her long black hair is like a waterfall, and even those women in Chu Du who are as famous as her are also extremely envious. She doesn’t know how much she has spent on it, but now the other party wants her to cut it off.

“The slave knows.” She did not dare to defy, lowered her head, and softly agreed.

Su Qin put the wooden box in his sleeve, and when he stood up, a mocking expression appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He actually doesn’t like short hair.

However, he liked the feeling of conquering.

When Changling was also shrouded in moonlight, a man in a gray robe walked out of the backyard of an ordinary house.

His complexion was strangely white, and under the shining of the moonlight, his skin seemed a little transparent, and even the color of small blood vessels could be seen faintly.

The gray robe on his body seemed to have a strange magical power, causing a faint gray mist to appear around his body, allowing him to quickly merge with the dark night of Changling.

Several hours after he disappeared in this street and lane, there was a sudden cry in the backyard of this ordinary house.

This cry was extremely ear-piercing, just like a lot of crying when Changling was cleaned a month ago.

There was a burst of violent breaking through the air.

The cultivator flew by, leaving a shadow in the air.

“It’s the second prince…”

Soon, an uncontrollable exclamation sounded, and bright sword lights shot straight into the sky, and the cries in the courtyard instantly became particularly loud.

The gray-robed man was already at a riverside outside the city.

He saw this light from a distance, and the corners of his mouth also showed the same mocking expression as Su Qin.

As he expected, the Changling in the dark night looked as majestic as before, but after experiencing the Chung Chu and Minshan Jianzong turmoil, the entire Changling was controlled by practitioners like him who were good at hiding in the dark. Has been greatly weakened.

How many grandmasters are left in Changling?

…

In the night, Yuan Wu slowly raised his head.

He is on his way home.

As usual, all the furnishings in the camp are very simple, even the tea soup is only made with the most common crude tea.

There is a secret note in his hand.

This secret note came from the Gongyang family in Chudi. As long as a wealthy family like the Gongyang family wanted to contact Qin Jun, they would naturally be able to deliver the secret note to him as quickly as possible.

As early as many years ago, the speed of some flying monsters used by the Qin Army to transmit messages has surpassed that of practitioners in the world.

The attitude of the cliques in the towns of Nanquan was naturally very important to the situation in which Qin and Chu were fighting. However, this secret note sent to him as the most important military situation was not the work of the Gongyang family after it was opened.

Because of his even handwriting, he is very familiar with it.

Therefore, there is no problem with his guess. Although it is the result that he least wants to believe, Ding Ning is indeed not the successor of that person, but the rebirth of that person.

“You want to send someone to talk to me, what to talk about?”

“In this case, I will slow down and wait for you to see what you want to talk to me.”

The corners of Yuan Wu’s mouth also showed a mocking look.

There is no fluctuation in his mood, and there is no fear in the depths of his eyes.

Although many years ago, that person made him feel fearful many times, but now the time for fear has passed.

…

At almost the same moment, in the depths of the silent palace in Changling, the hostess who was also reviewing the secret notes from all over the world became paler and paler.

Her body became more and more cold.

At this time she didn’t know the contact between Ding Ning and Yuan Wu. The chill in her heart came from Lin Zhujiu and the rest of the Bashan sword field.

Whether it came from the Yinshan area, Yangshan County, or Chu territory, she could clearly determine that the people in the Bashan sword field did not contribute to these battles.

Where did they go?

There is only one possibility.

They went to Jiaodong County.

She can even lose Fusu, but she can’t lose Jiaodong County.

But is this still under her control?

Her mood inevitably fluctuates sharply.

Except for the void that a few practitioners could communicate with, the light of some stars violently oscillated.

On the far border between Chuyan and Yan, a woman in men’s clothing suddenly raised her head.

The vitality on her body was instantly released like a stove, and even the dust on the ground seemed to burn.

She is Zhao Si.

At the moment when Zheng Xiu’s rare mood fluctuated, she once again sensed the natal sword that originally belonged to her.

It was a feeling of blood and flesh, but just between gritted her teeth, she forcibly contained her urge to take back the sword.

She took a deep breath, only quietly capturing the trajectory of the sword without actually touching it.

In the void of Jihan.

Her natal sword, which was bred by the most exuberant real fire and the most enthusiastic sword intent with the sword furnace, slowly permeated the coldest and coldest sparks, and had undergone a strange change. The sword body was no longer the same. Fiery red, but the color that turned into stars, silvery white and crystal clear.