"The Turkic envoy, Tao Rurui, wants to see you."
The sounds came from far away and came closer one by one.
Not long.
Above the hall, Xia Xiaosu was wearing a dragon robe and sitting in the middle of the hall.
Hu Xianer dressed as a eunuch and stood to one side with her head bowed.
Because there were envoys coming, ministers appointed by the nine ministries and some of the emperors stood in the hall and lined up in two rows.
Outside the palace, a scribe strode in. When he reached the palace, he bowed slightly and said, "Foreign Minister Tao Rurui, I have met Your Highness."
Hu Xian'er glanced at it and sent a message to Xia Xiaosu, "This is someone who doesn't understand martial arts."
Xia Xiaosu knew it in her heart, looked at the scribe majestically, and said lightly: "Speak."
Tao Rurui gritted his teeth and said, "Last year, our Turks and Dashang had a marriage agreement. Now the King of Turks has sent foreign ministers here to hope that His Highness can continue to fulfill the marriage agreement."
Xia Xiaosu said: "The marriage was not promised by Gu, and naturally it will not be fulfilled by Gu. However, in view of the friendly relations between our great merchants and the Turks, I am willing to listen to the true purpose of the envoy's coming here."
Tao Rurui couldn't help but be stunned. This princess was a sensible person. He lowered his head and his eyes flickered.
Xia Xiaosu said: "There is no turning back when you open your bow. I only give you a chance."
Tao Rurui narrowed his eyes.
At this moment, a scribe standing on the side of the main hall came out and said: "Please give me a report."
Xia Xiaosu glanced at him: "Wen Qing, please tell me."
The scribe said: "I suggest that it is better for Your Highness to designate a marriage partner. This will not only satisfy the name of marriage, but also relieve Your Highness's difficulties."
Xia Xiaosu glanced at Tao Rurui and said, "I will designate a beauty for marriage. When the time comes, I will recognize her as my sister and give her the surname Xia. Is this good?"
Tao Rurui said: "The foreign minister is not the one who is responsible for this matter. Please report back to me tomorrow morning."
Xia Xiaosu said: "Okay, if you agree, I will prepare a portrait and the envoy will take it back."
Tao Rurui nodded hurriedly, said "yes", then said "foreign minister, please leave", and then left with his head lowered.
As soon as he turned around, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Xia Xiaosu glanced at his back, feeling a little cold in her heart. She raised her head and looked into the distance with some worry.
"Brother...do I have to rely on you again?"
After retiring from the court, she came to the harem.
Ning Xiaoyu is drinking juice. She is currently a secret weapon and has not been granted a title, so she does not go to court. She is just in front of the master of the harem. "It will definitely happen tonight. How about we be a dummy and we hide it quietly?"
Xia Xiaosu said: "I'm going to Ximen tonight, and I want to stand by my brother's side."
"Then aren't you a burden?"
"Military advisor, you..." Xia Xiaosu was shocked by the candidness of the military advisor, but she had to admit that she was a burden. "Nagu is in the main hall tonight, waiting for the battle report from the front line."
"How many soldiers can your Highness mobilize to keep vigil tonight?"
Xia Xiaosu calculated and said, "Five thousand."
"Then let five thousand soldiers guard the perimeter of the palace. I... will be the second city wall."
"I heard that you Baqi's use of troops will consume your lifespan."
Ning Xiaoyu smiled: "Who said I only know that one trick?"
She looked at the shadows of the trees outside the door. The green branches were being beaten by the rain and kept moving up and down. She looked dignified and solemn and said softly: "It's a rainy day tonight. I just hope I didn't say Hit it."
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Rain falls on the imperial city.
It's getting dark.
Tao Rurui returned to the Turkic mission and reported the situation, so the Turkic mission asked to stay at the inn and discuss it for one night. Naturally, no one could refuse such a request.
But they still can only stay in the inn outside the "boundary" drawn by Fang Tian Huaji.
No matter how much they struggled, Xia Ji just sat quietly in the rain, drinking wine,
But no one saw that he was holding some invisible judge pen in his right hand and kept drawing on the ground.
As he sketched, talismans rose up one after another.
He has been painting all day.
There are more than three hundred talismans hanging around the body, but no one can see them.
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At night.
The red lanterns on the streets were all lit up, and the illuminated paths were all red.
The knights who were standing in the restaurants on both sides gradually dispersed. In their opinion, Turks had given up, so they chose to stay in the hotel.
Late at night.
The spring rain turned violent, and many red lanterns were extinguished.
The street was empty, but there was one person.
There was also a man sitting on the palace in the palace at the end of the street.
Xia Xiaosu sat alone in the darkness, staring at the empty space in front of her, clenching her fists tightly, not knowing what she was thinking.
Xia Ji's expression suddenly turned cold and he murmured: "Ning Xiaoyu is really right."
The mission showed no malice, but followed the rules, until that moment when the peace was broken...
He grabbed a lamp from the dark gold python robe. The lamp spontaneously ignited and emitted a soft light.
Snapped.
The lamp was pressed against the brick floor beside him.
This is a burning lamp. It has only one function, and that is to illuminate illusions from all directions, and then transmit them back to the owner's consciousness, covering a wide range.
No one knows what King Shenwu is still doing sitting there at this time.
Even the sword king only had some guesses, but he still didn't understand. Feng Niuma stood on the restaurant holding his sword. During the day, there was a lot of people in front of the railing, but now he was the only one left.
Suddenly, King Shenwu raised his right hand, and a flying knife appeared between his fingers.
Feng Niuma was stunned. He closed his eyes and noticed carefully, but he didn't notice anything.
Just when he was surprised, the flying knife in King Shenwu's hand rose up with a trace of hell's dharma, and then was coated with blazing fire, and the hot blazing light rose to the tip of the knife.
Xia Ji took action.
Feng Niuma had no idea where to shoot his knife.
He only heard the sound of a knife, and then the knife disappeared.
Gone from his senses.
Feng Niuma was a little confused. He didn't know what King Shenwu was doing.
Xia Ji used his sword to kill people.
He saw a huge figure through the burning lamp. The figure merged with the rain, flickering in and out, like a terrifying giant ghost, and was flying towards the palace. This was obviously what Ning Xiaoyu said. "Praising moths in the rain", the special existence of Turks is like the frost giant to Guifang.
After a moment.
There was a roar of pain in the distance.
Feng Niu Ma held his knife in his arms and stepped on the railing. He spun around and landed lightly and skillfully on the highest point of the restaurant's eaves. The rain did not touch him, but once he got close, he was bounced away by invisible force.
He looked far into the distance and saw a large ball of blood bursting out from the rain on the river bank to the east, but he saw only blood but no people.
The North Sword King was shocked and murmured: "This is..."
And Xia Ji grabbed another flying knife.
He didn't look at the world or the target. With a shake of his hand, the flying knife went out again.
Bang!
Feng Niuma saw a ball of blood exploding at the end of the bridge again, and then it seemed that something huge fell into Huaqing Lake, causing an uproar. The lake water rolled up in the quiet spring rain, and was dyed red in a large area. .
"Invisible giant?"
He tried his best to let go of his consciousness, and then he barely noticed something abnormal, but he was completely unable to lock on to the target.
The Moth in the Rain is a kind of existence that is almost invincible in rainy weather. It is a real monster that combines assassins and warriors.
Xia Ji fired two swords in a row, and when he was ready to use the third sword, he felt more than thirty giant shadows coming back from the burning lamp, and these giant shadows rushed towards the palace from all directions.
Finally he got up.
"Come!"
He stretched out his right hand, and the big dark halberd entered between his fingers and was held firmly.
brush.
When he picked up the end of the halberd, he picked up the lamp.
Xia Ji's whole body shot out violently toward the east.
An instant later, he appeared in the open space in front of a restaurant, jumped up, and his energy, Buddha's light, and blazing sun exploded, turning into circles of vortexes that shattered the rain.
He suddenly fell down with his halberd in hand.
There was some obstruction in mid-air, and then it was thrust in all the way.
boom!
In this way, a giant mosquito was crushed, and blood splashed in the rain. But even so, the giant never showed up. Even if he died, he only bled and did not reveal his body.
Xia Ji was about to leave again when a sense of oppression suddenly came from the alley of the open space. A two-foot-tall wolf man stood there with a ferocious face and slowly walked out. The blood in the wolf's body was surging. Even if he had not taken action, he could still hear it. The blood and Qi under the skin have surged into a tidal wave.
The mad wolf is Ashli.
Da da da…
Around the clearing, many ghost wolves also walked out of the alley, and each of them looked at Xia Ji with unkind expressions.
Feng Niu Ma standing high up was stunned, these monsters...were they all transformed by Turks? Are they going to hold off King Shenwu to cover those invisible giants
When Feng Niuma thought of this, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly flew out, his body rolling over the eaves like a strong wind. In a few moments, he fell from the air and landed beside Xia Ji, with his hands crossed. Holding the knife, "King Shenwu will go first, I will drag him here."
As he spoke, he swung his swords and rushed towards Ashli. With the swords out, a silver dragon appeared in the rainy night, and he pounced on the two-foot-long mad wolf with his claws.
Ashili was not afraid, he opened his huge mouth and bit the silver dragon directly.
The added strength of the silver dragon's dharma image drove it backwards and flew away, but the mad wolf chewed the dharma image into pieces. Only the corners of its mouth were slightly cracked, but the cracks were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The other wolf ghosts did not pounce, but just stared at King Shenwu.
Xia Ji glanced at the Dharma form, then took action instantly, pointed at Feng Niu Ma's Dingshen point with one finger, grabbed him with his left hand, held the halberd in his right hand and picked up the lamp, and flew away into the distance.
This magical operation stunned everyone.
Feng Niuma said inexplicably: "King Shenwu, why are you arresting me?"
Xia Ji tapped his mute point again.
Feng Niu Ma looked at him resentfully, confused.
Among the Turkic wolf-ghosts, Ashili reacted the fastest. The moment Xia Ji left, he jumped up and turned into a black light and rushed towards Xia Ji. The rain all over him was like exploding, the air flow was like thunder, and his eyes were wide open. It has a huge mouth that can swallow anything, and its fangs are terrifying to see through.
Xia Ji didn't move. In the void, nine death talismans merged into one, becoming a knife containing "death" itself.
He cut out death.
Death fell silently on the wolf ghost's neck.
Bang.
A wolf head flew up.
From beginning to end, he never looked back.
Because in his eyes, he had never seen this wolf ghost, nor the Turkic general Ashili.
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