"Death!" The swordsman's body's internal energy surged continuously, the veins on his neck continued to spread, and his whole person was extremely ferocious. The whole book????520.????
"Poof!" The blood mist exploded, and the metal bird that suppressed the swordsman was shattered into pieces. Taking this opportunity, the swordsman suddenly threw the sword out.
A life-threatening sword that exhausted all the energy in the body rushed towards Feng Yun Nian Tang.
“Boom!” Thunder and lightning roared, wind surged, and the robes of everyone present were surging, and they felt as if their heads were being pointed by sharp swords...
Feng Yun felt a strong desire to kill.
“Ji Ji Gua!”
The art of turning prosperity into decline!
Hands over with the thought of killing.
The sword suddenly stopped.
"Boom!" There was a clear cry, and Feng Yun easily blocked it with his ceremonial sword, and the sword fell into Feng Yun's hand.
Dayu’s fortune was ruined!
The shadow of Dayu appeared behind Feng Yun, "Ode to Dayu" slowly came out, and the swordsman's luck with the country of Yue suddenly disappeared...
"Uh..." Blood slowly spat out from the swordsman's mouth. His eyes widened and he lay down on the ground. The aura on his body was alternately strong and weak. Sometimes he was a second-rate martial artist, and sometimes his luck was innate.
Feng Yun waved his hand, and the bird completely turned into a white fox. The huge white fox looked down at the fallen swordsman.
"No…"
With one paw, he patted it down without any hesitation, and then the white fox transformed into literary energy and dissipated away.
After this battle, Feng Yun also found a way to kill the innate Qi Yun.
It’s just that this kind of luck is born with arrogance and recklessness...
"Bandage the wounds of the soldiers and wait until the court. I will ask the court to provide you with compensation."
Feng Yun said that and stepped into the carriage again.
The other armored soldiers looked at each other, and some were ready to go forward and look for the assassin's belongings.
But the leader of Jia soldiers scolded: "It's just a small thief, want to harm Fengjun, and find it!"
The scolded soldier immediately stopped and did not dare to touch him again.
Feng Yunju was sitting in the car, looking at the injured soldiers through the cracked wooden boards, frowning slightly.
“What do you mean by Yuejun? Maybe there is something wrong with Gongzilie.”
In response, Feng Yun shook his head slightly.
That shouldn't be the case. The Yuejun only needs to ask for food from the court, which is enough to set the two countries against each other.
Everything before Dazai has shown that he is unwilling to move to the country anymore, and Subo is just a new king. Without Dazai's support, it will be difficult to achieve anything.
Dazai only needs one reason...
And these bamboo slips for food are enough.
Feng Yun didn’t look at it, that’s because the number was not decided by Yuejun, but by Dazai.
The chief knows how large a number can be to overwhelm the general court and arouse public outrage.
Gong Zilie doesn’t need to do anything more, he just needs to stay in Yue country with peace of mind and look for opportunities to escape.
As if he had guessed something, Feng Jun put his hand towards the bamboo slip.
Just open a view...
Can pause again.
“Now that things have come to this, what’s the use of looking at them?”
Recalling Gong Zilie’s Chicheng, Feng Yun closed her eyes to cover up the anger rising in her eyes.
Feng Yun guessed something.
Yuejun sent swordsmen and assassins to kill him.
Only...
"I asked you to be patient. Why are you so stupid? You have already said that without me, this strategy is impossible. I also refuse to do this strategy for the great court. You should be burned..."
After being silent for a while, Feng Yun could only sigh.
Fate is hard to change...
Feng Yun's anger subsided slightly.
“Buzz…” A faint wave.
He opened his eyes and looked suspiciously at the swordsman's sword.
I saw a lot of lines on this sword, which were weird and twisted, exuding a faint murderous intent. The whole book?????????.????
And Feng Yun's anger seemed to be absorbed and mixed into it.
This murderous intention is the same as the soaring murderous intention that Feng Yun felt before, but at this time, the breath is weak, sometimes absent, and has a tendency to dissipate.
Feng Yun probed in with his literary spirit, and saw that on the sword, it looked like a villain playing with a sword. Each move was very simple, which was the basis of the swordsmanship Feng Yun had learned before.
But there is only one difference.
“Use emotions to impregnate the sword?”
Feng Yun felt a wave of emotion coming from the villain during each move.
Feng Yun put down the sword.
"This sword is absorbing people's emotions and nourishing itself."
Otherwise, Feng Yun’s anger would not be absorbed.
And the swordsman's life-threatening sword just now used the power of the sword to accumulate the sword with the desire to kill day and night, waiting for the moment to take the life.
“He is really a deadly swordsman, one sword can determine life or death.”
Feng Yun secretly observed the lines on the sword and wrote them down.
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Immediately he used his ceremonial sword and tried to imprint the lines on it.
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Don't think about Gong Zilie, just try to figure out the lines on the sword, and the night passes...
“Master Feng, it’s time to set off.”
Feng Yun nodded.
“Let’s go.”
The carriage rumbled and continued driving, leaving corpses on the ground.
At sunset, this team of carriages also arrived near the capital of Dating.
“Who is it?” A soldier stepped forward and asked.
“The soldiers of the Yue Kingdom escorted the Dating envoy back to the country.”
"Yueguo..." The armored soldiers in the court looked at each other, and one of them hurriedly went to invite the Sima who was guarding outside the city.
“Is Feng Yun Situ back?”
Sima strode forward with a group of armored soldiers.
When he saw that the Yue soldier was wounded, he frowned slightly.
Feng Yun also got off the car at this time.
"Hello, Doctor Sima." Now that Feng Yun and Sima are of the same rank, they only salute slightly.
Sima returned the gift and wanted to ask why.
Feng Yun first said: "We were attacked on the road. Thanks to the help of the soldiers of the Yue Kingdom, we were fine. Sima Buruo sent a doctor to take a look."
Hearing this, Sima waved his hand, and the soldiers on the side hurriedly went to do it.
“Situ Yu, please go back to the city first,” Sima said.
Feng Yun nodded slightly, holding the bamboo slip in his hand.
“The country of Yue is flooded, and the king of Yue wants to get food. The amount he needs is all in the bamboo slips.”
Feng Yun handed the bamboo slip to Sima.
Sima took it, his eyes full of displeasure, and said angrily: "What is the number?"
"I will no longer be a Situ after my mission is over. This matter is a matter for discussion in the court. How can I open it up?"
Sima frowned.
“Get on the carriage first, I’ll drive it...”
“But I can’t take this car anymore.”
A four-horse chariot?
Sima was surprised, but thinking of Feng Yun's name as Feng Jun, he felt that it should be so.
But Dating is not the country of Yue. This is the courtesy of Yuejun and has nothing to do with Dating.
Immediately, Sima drove Feng Yun into the city.
In the city, people were already working hard to convey the news of Feng Yun's return to Uncle Dating Su.
Su Bo urgently ordered all the scholars and officials to come to the court to discuss and see what the Yuejun wanted.
The summoned scholar-bureaucrats were already familiar with this situation. They had sent envoys before, and each time they brought back some bad news, but Su Bo was cowardly, so they all agreed.
“Well, this time, Uncle Su will definitely continue to submit to the Yue Kingdom. Do we still want to dissuade him?” In the palace, before Uncle Su arrived, the scholar-officials were talking among themselves.
One person shook his head and sighed. He hid in a remote corner with a sad face. It seemed that he did not want to continue wasting time with the foolish Uncle Su.
History official Youyou, holding a pen and bamboo slips, is always ready to record another humiliation.
by Dazai Dafu An.
“Answer, Dr. Zong Bo.”
Not long after, both the chief minister and uncle Zong came to the hall.
Zongbo occupies the chief position on the left, and Dazai occupies the chief position on the right.
But soon, Dazai gave up his position.
Zongbo was dissatisfied and immediately said: "Dazai, what are you doing?"
Zongbo spoke up, and the other scholar-bureaucrats muted their voices and paid attention silently.
"Haha." Dazai chuckled and said, "Situ has returned as an envoy and has the reputation of Fengjun. How can I not avoid the edge?"
"What do you mean by what Dazai said?" Uncle Zong was even more dissatisfied. Yesterday Dazai said that he would not harm Feng Yun when he returned, but now he did something difficult.
Deliberately provoking!
Da Zai slightly dozed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes the next moment, Uncle Zong saw a pair of snake eyes.
In a blink of an eye, the snake eyes disappeared again.
you!
Zong Bo was stunned and silent, but quickly calmed down his expression.
Da Zai actually contacted the Nuwa family!
Now he has been infected with Nuwa's resentment and has become evil.
In this way, Uncle Zong made no sound anymore and lowered his head in deep thought.
Dazai smiled slightly and looked towards the palace door.
“Answer, Doctor Sima.”
“Hello, Doctor Situ.”
Feng Yun stepped into the main hall and saw a pair of smiling and appreciative eyes.
Just like the first time I met Dazai, Dazai at this time was like a kind and cheerful elder.
But underneath, Feng Yun saw a lot of the darkness of Dazai.
Whether it was the "Thirty-six Hexagrams of Da Ting" or the close-quarters killing of Yuejun, Feng Yun was extremely disgusted.
"Situ, please take a seat." Dazai pointed to the chief seat on the right as if he had never done anything evil to Feng Yun.
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This chapter has been completed!