"Is the real Marquis of the State, not just a decoration with a false name?" In a certain mansion in Chudu, Su Qin put down the secret note in his hand, picked up a glass of fine wine on the table beside him, and smiled faintly.
The woman who poured wine for him was wearing a goose yellow palace dress, her complexion was more than snow, and she was extremely beautiful. This woman, surnamed Zhen, was the second daughter of the Zhen family in the former Chu capital, and one of the most famous beauties in the Chu capital.
For men with real power, the identity of such a woman is more attractive than her own beauty.
In the past, countless rich and powerful children dreamed of it, but most of the beauties who could not even meet each other are now just the maids he can hunt for at will. Su Qin's eyes are not complacent at this time, but there is a strong sense of self-deprecating.
He turned his head tiredly and looked at the sky outside the window.
At this time, the sky was getting dark, and it was not really night yet, but there were already stars in the sky.
"Is this fate? I just took power in Chu, and you will become Prince Yan's right arm and right arm."
Su Qin looked at the two stars that first appeared on the sky, and said slowly in his heart.
"grown ups."
A low but powerful voice sounded outside the door.
Listening to the practitioner's voice, Su Qin's eyes brightened like stars.
After obtaining his permission, a seemingly ordinary wooden box was presented in front of him.
When the quiet room became quiet again, and only he and this beautiful woman were left in the room, he slowly opened the box.
Inside the box was a piece of jade bi, exuding a soft and mysterious brilliance.
"I like plain clothes. Also, cut your hair shorter." Su Qin closed the box first, then raised his head, glanced at the woman beside him, and said.
The stunning woman was flattered at first, but when she heard the second half of his sentence, her lips trembled slightly, and her complexion also turned pale.
Her long black hair is like a waterfall of brocade, and even those women who are as famous as her in Chudu are extremely envious. She doesn't know how much thought has been put into it, but now the other party wants her to cut it off.
"My family knows." She didn't dare to defy, she lowered her head and agreed softly.
Su Qin put the wooden box in his sleeve, and when he stood up, there was a hint of mockery in the corner of his mouth.
He doesn't really like short hair.
Yet he liked the feeling of conquest.
When Changling was also shrouded in moonlight, a gray-robed man walked out from the backyard of an ordinary family.
His complexion was strangely white, and under the moonlight, his skin looked a little transparent, and he could even faintly see the color of some tiny blood vessels.
The gray robe on his body seemed to have a strange magical power, causing a faint gray mist to appear around him, allowing him to quickly blend into the dark night of Changling.
After he disappeared in this street for several hours, crying suddenly sounded in the backyard of this ordinary family.
The cries were extremely ear-piercing, just like the many cries that sounded during the cleaning of Changling a month ago.
There were bursts of violent cracking sounds.
The cultivator flew over, leaving shadows in the air.
"It's the second prince..."
Soon, there was an uncontrollable exclamation, and bright sword lights shot straight into the sky, and the cries in the courtyard became especially loud in an instant.
The gray-robed man was already by a river outside the city.
He saw such a bright light from a distance, and the same mocking expression as Su Qin appeared on the corner of his mouth.
As he expected, although the Changling in the dark looks as majestic as before, but after the Chunfa Chu and the Minshan Sword Sect Rebellion, the entire Changling is under the control of a practitioner like him who is good at hiding in the dark has been greatly weakened.
How many grandmasters are left in Changling
…
In the darkness, Yuan Wu slowly raised his head.
He is on his way home.
As usual, all the furnishings in the camp are very simple, and even the tea soup is only made with the most common rough tea.
There is a secret note in his hand.
This secret letter 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 letter to him as quickly as possible.
As early as many years ago, the speed of some flying beasts used by the Qin army to deliver messages had surpassed that of practitioners in the world.
The attitude of the clansmen in Nanquan towns is of course very important to the situation of the war between Qin and Chu, but this secret note that was sent to him as the most important military information was not written by the Gongyang family after it was opened.
Because even the handwriting is familiar to him.
So there was nothing wrong with his guess. Although it was the result he least wanted to believe, Ding Ning was indeed not the descendant of that person, but the rebirth of that person.
"You want to send someone to talk to me, talk about what?"
"In this case, I will slow down and wait for you to see what you want to talk to me."
The corner of Yuan Wu's mouth also showed a mocking look.
His emotions did not fluctuate, and there was no fear in the depths of his eyes.
Although many years ago, that person made him feel afraid many times, but now the time of fear has passed.
…
At almost the same moment, in the dead and silent depths of the palace in Changling, the face of the mistress who was also reviewing the secret notes from all over the world became paler and paler.
Her body was getting colder and colder.
At this time, she didn't know about Ding Ning's contact with Yuan Wu, and the chill in her heart came from Lin Zhujiu and the rest of the Bashan sword field.
Whether it came from Yinshan area, Yangshan County, or Chu territory, she could clearly conclude that those people from the Bashan Sword Field did not contribute in these battles.
Where did they go
Then there is only one possibility.
They went to Jiaodong County.
She can even lose Fusu, but not Jiaodong County.
But is this still within her control
Her mood inevitably fluctuated violently.
Except in the void where a very few practitioners can communicate, the light of some stars vibrated violently.
On the distant Chu-Yan border, a woman in men's attire suddenly raised her head.
The vitality on her body was instantly released like a furnace, and even the dust on the ground seemed to be burning.
She is Zhao Si.
At this moment of Zheng Xiu's rare mood fluctuation, she once again sensed the natal sword that originally belonged to her.
It was a feeling of flesh and blood, but as soon as she gritted her teeth, she forcibly restrained her urge to take back the sword.
She took a deep breath, just quietly catching the trajectory of the sword, without actually touching it.
In the cold void.
Her natal sword, conceived with the most exuberant real fire and the most sincere sword intent in the sword furnace, has slowly soaked into the loneliest and coldest star fire, and a strange change has taken place. Instead of fiery red, it turned into the color of stars, silvery white and crystal clear.