Ordinary people can only hear the dull sound like thunder, and it is impossible to know what happened, but the landslides and ground cracks, and the vitality is turbulent, which cannot be hidden from the perception of powerful practitioners.
"What happened?"
In the deep palace, the empress's voice sounded.
Only a few tens of breaths after her voice sounded, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe appeared outside her study.
"Zhang Shiwu wanted to stab Ye Xinhe, but the incident happened suddenly. When I asked me to report back, I had already dispatched the Dongling Army. Now the Dongling Army should be fighting Zhang Shiwu."
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe lowered his head slightly, but whether it was his breathing or the aura on his body fluctuated extremely violently, it was obvious that he was in a hurry to report.
"Zhang Fifteen?"
The figure of the empress appeared not far in front of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe. She looked at the peach valley expressionlessly, "Is he still alive?"
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe did not answer her words.
After the death of the maid named Rong, he was already the person who knew the empress best among all the people around her.
So he knew that he didn't need to answer this sentence.
"Since Zhang Shiwu is still alive, why did he appear at this time? Is it because he didn't find out that Ye Xinhe was recuperating there until now when he wanted to kill Ye Xinhe?"
The Empress then spoke slowly.
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak, but at this moment, the empress continued.
"Before, neither Jiantiansi nor Shendujian had noticed at all, unlike Zhao Zhan, who had a clue half a year ago, and it took half a year to finally find him in Changling."
The empress didn't have any emotions, her face was just blindly perfect, "I found out today that Zhang Shiwu is still alive, and he can let the soldiers and horses who are aware of it have time to mobilize the nearby Dongling army. No matter how you think about it, this is too coincidental."
"If Zhang Shiwu died directly in that Peach Valley, it would not be a coincidence."
"If Zhang Shiwu didn't die in battle, but was captured alive by Ye Xinhe and Dongling's army, then it wouldn't be a coincidence."
"If Zhang Shiwu survives, he will be sent to the Dafushui Prison and handed over to Shen Xuan."
The empress didn't need his answer at all, she looked away from a distance, and fell on the middle-aged man in yellow robe, and then said in a cold and powerful tone: "Let Mo Shoucheng go to the big floating prison, and let the tiger and wolf army Block off the Great Floating Water Prison, let General Bai personally lead the army to the Great Floating Water Prison, and send Zhang Shiwu back to the Great Floating Water Prison together with Guo Dongshan."
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe nodded, then immediately turned and walked out.
His breathing was still very rapid, and his steps were also hurried.
However, when he turned around, there was an inexplicable meaning at the corner of his mouth.
Empress Dowager just put forward a hypothesis.
However, the few orders she made formed a huge net.
As long as there is any change in the Great Floating Prison today, this net will bind everyone who goes to the Great Floating Prison, and it is very difficult for anyone to escape.
Judging from her entering performance, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe already felt that she was more terrifying than usual.
I don't know if it's because of the successive deaths of the palace ladies Rong and Xu Fenqin that she began to return to her cold side, or because she was familiar enough with her former enemies, so that she instantly became better than Emperor Yuanwu before he took the throne. She was even stronger in three years.
It's just that no matter how scary she is, how she makes the opponent unexpected, no matter how perfect her net is, the most important thing is that the net can be formed.
And he is the current web spinner.
The empress couldn't see the inexplicable meaning in the corner of his mouth.
Even if the middle-aged man in the yellow robe faced her at this time, she might not be able to find that the practitioner from Jiaodong County was different from usual.
Because she is very angry at this time.
The moment she turned around, anger flashed again in her indifferent eyes.
"Zhang Shiwu... Even you are alive... You people who should have died a long time ago, how many people are still alive!"
…
A general fell into the dust, and blood and broken flesh kept gushing out of his mouth.
The thick scales on his body are broken, and many metal fragments are embedded in his flesh and blood. The part below his waist has been directly torn by a powerful force... The entire valley is full of cyan metal fragments and stumps. , and broken swords, broken chariots.
He was doomed not to live.
As broken as his body, there was also the army that rushed out of the white mist like an army of demon gods descending.
All these made him extremely painful.
However, when he was about to die, his eyes were filled with gratifying glory.
Because Zhang Shiwu is not dead.
Zhang Shiwu was captured alive.
Ye Xinhe sat on the ground.
There was a terrible wound on his left rib, and his internal organs could even be seen faintly.
The most frightening thing was that a wave of vitality was still surging in his internal organs, and it would take a lot of time to suppress this undispelled force.
His body was covered in blood, like peach blossoms all over the valley bloomed on his body.
He looked at the dust dragon outside the valley, his expression was extremely ugly.
It wasn't because of his injuries, but because he realized that even if he hadn't been injured in the Lushan League, Zhang Shiwu's realm would definitely not be below him.
A sword master who was no match for him in the past is clearly superior to him today, which makes him feel uncomfortable.
"In the past ten years of seclusion, your cultivation has become so strong... strong enough to change the outcome of the entire Lushan League in the Lushan League, but people like you are willing not to appear in the Lushan League, I would rather show up now because of the news of the Nine Dead Silkworms!"
"Even if that person cultivated to that level, he would still die in Changling. Now Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu are stronger than they were then, and the Changling they control is even stronger than then. What are you thinking? Don't you think it's stupid!"
"Zhang Shiwu...you're still alive, what about Nie Yin! Where's Mao Qilou? Are they still alive too!"
At the end of emotional difficulties is fear.
If Zhang Shiwu in the past was able to threaten his Peach God Sword, then when the Bashan Sword Field was destroyed in the past, those few people who disappeared and were not in his eyes at that time might be enough to kill him .
When he finally suppressed the scattered sword intent that rushed into his body, Ye Xinhe's body became extremely cold.
He thought of Liang Lian's death.
Nine dead silkworms in Changling brought hope and confidence to some people, but death and fear to others.
…
A middle-aged man in a yellow robe walked out of the palace.
After he walked out of the palace, several practitioners in blue shirts began to fly at the fastest speed, and flew towards several turrets respectively.
Several black flying eagles also flew up behind the middle-aged man in the yellow robe, flew towards the clouds, and flew to all parts of Changling.
All of this looks the same as usual, but only he knows that the news delivered to those key people will be slower, and there will be some deviations in some content.
Just like the method that the empress was best at using back then.
It's just that today, these methods she is best at finally accomplish not the result she wants, but the result he wants.
He kept walking.
His surname is Wang, so he is not liked by Yuan Wu.
His name is Qicheng, but he had already served Zheng Xiu, the eldest daughter of the Zheng family, when he was in Jiaodong County, and he had never really set off.
But he gambled with himself during the Minshan Sword Festival.
So today he decided to really set off.
He walked quickly, heading towards the outside of the city.
At the other end of Changling, Shen Xuan walked out of the Great Floating Prison.
When the heavy Qianjun door opened, he appeared in the sunlight with his hands behind his back.
Today's sunshine seems a little harsh.
He looked at the white road in the distance and narrowed his eyes into a line.
Not only the empress, but he also had a strong premonition today.
So now he is not waiting for someone, but looking at his own way forward, thinking about how he should go.