Long Yuan drew his sword out of its sheath in an instant, the snowy light shone and then disappeared in an instant, and the head of the black crow that rushed towards him was cut in half!
After fluttering a few times, the black crow turned into countless fragments and floated away. Ming Chongyan stepped back half a step: "... Is the general okay?"
"..." Shan Chao's chest rose and fell slightly, and he stood up straight after a while: "Mr. Ming?"
Ming Chongyan clapped his hands and put on the green feather fan specially designed for ghosts, squinting his eyes and smiling.
"I think General Shan is walking here alone, his steps are in a trance, and he thinks something happened... I can't help but make a joke, the general forgives me."
Shan Chao's tone was vigilant and cold: "It's better not to make such jokes. I'll get involved in trivial matters, so I'll take my leave first." After saying that, he turned and left.
"Hey—" Ming Chongyan immediately started to pull: "It's a long night, what is the general doing, come and talk for a while?"
"..."
Is this the number one alchemist in Chang'an who is deeply trusted by the emperor, or the bustard who protects media and solicits customers by the Qinhuai River
"Meeting is fate. The general went all the way from Chang'an to Mobei when he was a baby, and returned from Mobei all the way to Chang'an more than ten years later. Even the emperors, generals, talented scholars and beauties that we meet today are all destined. Why not Stop and chat?" Ming Chongyan smiled, and covered half of his face with a fan: "Anyway, the general has a long way to go, so what's the point of stopping for a few steps?"
Shan Chao's complexion slowly changed in the dark night. He lifted the Longyuan Sword, and the tip of the sword clanged against the ground: "... how do you know that I went from Chang'an to Mobei when I was a baby?"
Ming Chongyan narrowed his eyes. Xie Yun also often looks at people in this way, but Xie Yun feels cold and sharp when doing this action, but on the face of Ming Fangshi, there is an extremely sly look: "General, will you talk a little now?"
"..."
"The sky is full of dark clouds tonight, and the moon is fading in and out. It seems that the sky in Luoyang will change tomorrow."
"..."
"During the rainy season, I feel sad and depressed, and I always feel damp recently..."
"What do you want to talk about?" Shan Chao finally interrupted.
Ming Chongyan spread his hands: "Your Majesty will die."
Shan Chao: "..."
"Your Majesty's summoning of the general tonight should mean King Yong." Ming Chongyan said with a slight smile, "If King Yong can take the throne, he must thank the general for saving his life at this time, but he definitely hates the Queen of Heaven; When the new emperor ascends the throne, everyone will know who the most powerful and loyal person under Tianhou is... "
"You want to convince me to kill King Yong?" Shan Chao mocked.
"No, no, no." Ming Chongyan said leisurely, "I just want to know if the general's opinion of the phrase 'one emperor, one courtier' will be the same as that of King Yong?"
Shan Chao's first thought was that this alchemist fell ill again tonight, and then he suddenly realized that after Ming Chongyan's nagging question, it was deeper and more secretive, so that it was even more chilling.
"Those who can accept it for their own use don't have to worry about their past positions, just like Dai and others who supported the orthodoxy of the Eastern Palace back then." Shan Chao paused, looked at Ming Chongyan cautiously, and said: "A villain all over the place sings praises, It is not even as good as full court ministers confronting tit for tat; those in high positions must tolerate dissidents... This is what Commander Xie said back then."
"I will take Xie Yun away no matter who is king Yong or Empress Tian in the future. It's just that the situation is complicated today, and everything we do is beyond our control, and it's useless to say more." Shan Chao changed the subject again, saying: "The palace is not a place to talk, Mr. Ming, go to bed and say goodbye."
There was an inexplicable light in Ming Chongyan's eyes, he nodded and said, "Commander Xie's words are true, and I think so too."
Shan Chao turned and walked forward, only to hear Ming Chongyan sighing behind him again, and the voice seemed to drill into his mind: "Since the general is a person who remembers gratitude, I will help you with favors. To save tomorrow's turmoil from messing you up and making you a dead ghost..."
Shan Chao tilted his head suspiciously, but in an instant, he only felt the warm wind blowing over the back of his head, like a soft and invisible hand.
"you-"
Ming Chongyan stood a few steps away with a smile, his face full of ignorance: "General, what's the matter?"
The atmosphere was stalemate for a moment, Shan Chao withdrew his gaze, and said calmly: "It's nothing, please don't take offense, sir." After saying that, he strode away.
It wasn't until the stern and tall figure walked away in the night that Ming Chongyan put away his smile, and revealed what he was holding in his palm with his backhand—it was a secret gold soul-fixing needle, and the temperature that had penetrated into the blood for many years remained. Fragmented light shines out.
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After half a meal, at the gate of King Yong's Biefu, the lieutenant who had been waiting for a long time woke up with a jerk, only to hear a horse's hoof coming from the end of the long street, and then a familiar tall figure bent over the horse's back from far to near.
"General!" The lieutenant hurriedly opened the door and ran, followed by the soldiers behind him, only to see the black horse stop with a long hiss, and then the figure on the horse's back slumped down!
"General!"
The crowd was so frightened that they flocked up to support them, only to see Shan Chao clutching his heart and panting violently, his face was pale and sweaty, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't utter a single word. of.
The soldiers around were startled and angry, thinking that Shan Chao had been plotted by the Queen of Heaven in the palace, so they didn't dare to shout immediately, and hurriedly carried him back to the bedroom and took off the thin armor. However, Shan Chao couldn't find a wound on his whole body, not even a trace of blood. The lieutenant suspected that he was poisoned, and his expression changed in anxiety.
"Stay strong, general, general! Someone come into the palace and report to the Holy Majesty, hurry up!"
Shan Chao struggled to get up, and held down the lieutenant, the muscles and bones on the back of his hands bulging, like a drowning person struggling to survive.
"… Thanks… "
The surroundings were extremely chaotic, and the deputy general was about to cry: "What did the general say?"
Shan Chao pressed the back of his head tightly, his nails almost digging into the flesh of his neck, his vision was slack and difficult to focus, and he could only see countless scenes in front of him turned into dim yellow patches, rising all over the sky in the wind and sand.
The last soul-fixing needle fell off.
For twenty years, buried deep in his flesh and blood, he thought he would become one with his soul, and the soul-fixing needle that could never be pulled out, like a seal that gradually faded and failed with the years, finally appeared in the dark night of the stormy night in Luoyang, the eastern capital. , completely fell off.
Xinying took him through thousands of mountains and rivers, to the long-gone youth, and countless secrets that were hard to find were finally laid out in front of him.
"Thanks... Yun..."
Shan Chao murmured in pain, his eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.
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As if a traveler was traveling through a tunnel, the long, endless dark depths suddenly lit up with light, and the scorching sun and rolling heat waves rushed toward us.
At the foot of the endless desert, the sand and dust in the distance are gradually approaching, as if countless horses and horses are galloping from the sky.
A young man with a deep and beautiful face wrapped in a thick white linen cloak is drawing his sword out of its sheath, and on the hot sand under his feet, there is a blood-stained boy kneeling on his knees, holding the young man's feet tightly in his hands Wrist, hissed in despair.
Shan Chao's consciousness floated in mid-air, shaking his head ridiculously, panting.
——That was the memory he interrupted ten years ago, the abyss where all the secrets were buried, and this moment unfolded before his eyes again.
"The one who killed you here today...is Long Yuan."
The yellow sand rose up, covering the sky and the sun, and the bright sword light set off a murderous aura and descended in the sky.
Shan Chao in the Void finally broke out the painful roar of ten years ago: "No—"
However, at the next moment, history showed him the truth that had been dusty for a long time and was completely opposite to all his perceptions over the years.
On the sand dunes not far from his feet, the rapidly approaching sword's edge was reflected in the depths of the boy's pupils. At the very moment, he seemed to think of something suddenly, and suddenly burst out with strong hope and joy.
Immediately afterwards, he staggered to his feet, and the desperate power in the desperate situation was particularly frightening, and he was stuck in front of Xie Yun. At the same time, as if he had rehearsed it thousands of times, he raised his hand and slapped a certain acupuncture point on Xie Yun's arm!
Bang!
Tai'a sword came out of his hand and landed heavily on the ground. The next moment, Xie Yun grabbed his apprentice, waved his hand as if in a rage, and cooperated with the utmost skill and tacit understanding, pushing the exhausted young man stumbled down from the top of the sand dune!
"Cloud Envoy!"
A rider of Hong Chen galloped close, and the cavalry on the horse reined sharply, and shouted amidst the neighing of the horse: "What's going on? Come on! That kid has escaped!"
A dozen cavalrymen rushed to dismount, Xie Yun leaned over to pick up Tai Ah, the murderous intent in his eyes was fleeting when he looked up, and he said flatly: "I underestimated the enemy."
He walked forward with the Tai'a sword in his hand, but the cavalry leader didn't notice anything, and was yelling at his subordinates to search for targets around the sand dunes, until his body was covered by the oncoming shadow, and he raised his head unexpectedly and unpreparedly: "The cloud makes you..."
Puff!
Tai Ah passed by, the leader of the cavalry was dumbfounded and fell down.
Xie Yun grabbed the reins and got on his horse. Amidst the exclamation and chaos around him, he galloped wildly. Taking advantage of the short breath when everyone was defenseless, he drew his bow and arrow and killed several people in succession. The remaining cavalry hurriedly organized an offensive, but they were defeated by Xie Yun's crushing impact and were quickly beheaded to death!
Xie Yun lifted the reins of the horse fiercely, left the scattered corpses on the yellow sand behind him, and galloped down from the top of the sand dune. When passing by the thorn bushes, he bent down and grabbed the distressed young man, and pulled him onto the horse in the air.
"—Master!" The boy's face covered with dust and blood was pressed against Xie Yun's back, and he choked up, "I thought you really wanted to kill me, until I saw that sword move, you taught me to practice it..."
Xie Yun's young face showed a wry smile in the howling wind: "Run away. I have delayed the order several times, and your mother did not just send this group of people to check. If we are caught, we will die together. Here it is."
The young man tried his best to raise his head and took a deep breath, barely swallowed his hot tears, and said with a smile: "If you die with Master... at least you can share the same acupuncture point, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?"
Xie Yun rode his horse and galloped, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only sighed silently.
"Master?"
"what."
"What was the name of that sword move just now?"
The horseshoes galloped into the distance, Xie Yun's voice drifted in the wind, carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand and flew to the sky: "The whole body's internal force is poured into a sword, and its momentum will be strong and strong, but it will not last long, as long as it hits the Chize point on the arm It can be easily deciphered. It is a move with regrets, and it can be used as a trick for two people to conspire and pretend to attack and pretend to lose... "
"Noble but no position, high but no people, sages are inferior but have no assistants; there is regret in calling Kanglong."
The two conspired, pretended to attack and pretend to lose...
Danchao's pupils constricted in the void, and then dilated unbelievably. In an instant, his consciousness traveled through time and space, and the scenes of bloody scenes from the Taishan Martial Arts Conference eight years ago reappeared in front of his eyes—
On the ruined arena, Xie Yun staggered over panting violently, murmured something, and then swung Tai Ah with all his strength.
Jianfeng took Shan Chao's heart from top to bottom, and at that moment all the details overlapped with those in the Wanli Desert back then, even the angle of Jianfeng was exactly the same!
But this time, what greeted him was not the disciple's pat on the chize point on his arm, but Long Yuan's direct piercing of the chest cavity.
"Thank you Yun!"
Shan Chao stretched out his hand in front of the horrific truth, screaming like a beast, but nothing helped. He could only watch helplessly as the Xie Yun in his memory knelt down on the top of Mount Tai eight years ago, and then collapsed.
——At that moment, the sky was full of blood, Xie Yun looked at him in pain and astonishment.
Today, Shan Chao finally understands why.