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Chapter 515 Three days, just endure for three days!

All the best soldiers are deployed, but the energy is not leaked.

The emperor preserved his unparalleled martial arts skills, the Yellow Emperor preserved his tomb, and the emperor and Huang Di were happy.

Winter ends outside the palace, but spring begins inside the palace.

The emperor's spring has arrived, and the spring of the world will never be far away.

Wearing a thin black gown, the second emperor stood in front of the Council Hall and looked up at the sky.

The weather is cold and the wind is cold, but he doesn't feel it at all. The "Yellow Emperor" who has reached perfection has formed the Zhoutian itself, and the cold and heat are irrelevant.

The sky is full and the earth is round. After the yin and yang are harmonized, he has the illusion that the heaven and earth are in the palm of his hand.

My martial arts has improved again.

He turned his hand to look at the lines, clenched his fist gently, and power surged between his palms and fingers. Every movement of grass within ten steps was as clearly visible as the lines in his palm.

Within ten steps is his territory.

Not a single feather can be added, not a single fly can fall, and I feel sleepy and insomnia.

The second emperor smiled knowingly.

He has improved again, so Zhang Han shouldn't be able to defeat him with a sword, right?

Thinking of this, a guy always dressed in white with a paralyzed face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

He drew out his three-foot long sword and said emotionlessly:

"Your Majesty, would you like to compete with swords?"

After the first sword duel with Genie and his defeat, the second emperor never responded again for more than ten years. He didn't like being abused.

Genie's sword has always been shot to the limit, and the criterion for hitting it to the limit is neither death nor maiming.

Waving away the shadow of the Sword Master with his hand, the Second Emperor chuckled:

"Compare."

He didn't know where the swordsman was, and he didn't know whether the paralyzed guy in white clothes who liked to show off had found his sword heart.

He only knew that if the swordsman appeared in front of him again and dared to invite the sword again, he would have to let the swordsman know why the flowers were so red!

"Is Kenshin that important? You don't care about your wife and children?"

The sky was green, and Ying Chengyu asked the white clouds in the sky.

The white clouds that can be seen everywhere in the blue sky tell the swordsman that there are not only swords in this world, but also some things that are much more important than swords.

Gai Nie's daughter, Xijun, still lives in the Chang'an Jun's Mansion, in the courtyard that originally belonged to the swordsman, a retainer of the Chang'an Jun's Mansion.

Lord Chang'an, who has become the emperor, takes good care of the two of them.

Clothing, food, shelter, and necessities, there is no shortage of anything.

Only those bright autumn eyes full of lovesickness did not dare to look at each other for a long time.

There was no answer to the clear and childish voice, "When will father come back?" full of hope.

The sword master Genie lost his sword, and his wife and daughter lost their color.

Wei, Daliang.

A white coat is better than snow, and a face covered with frost is colder than the wind.

Walking out of the Ninglingjun Mansion, which was as warm as summer and too hot to wear even a single piece of clothing, I stepped through the half-foot threshold on the door.

What I saw in front of me were pedestrians coming and going in a hurry, with trembling bodies and frightened expressions. Most of them were men.

The few women who appeared on the street had their heads lowered and their faces were smeared with black ash, making it difficult to see their true appearance.

Their steps are more hurried than the men's, and their expressions are obscured by black gray, making them invisible to ordinary people and cannot be used to observe their minds.

Juggernaut can.

With his sword heart covered in dust, he could still sense other people's emotions, but it was a little blurry. If the emotions were too small, it would be difficult for him to detect them.

But now, the few women who can be counted are still filled with fear in their hearts.

There is no need to feel anything special, as long as you concentrate, the surging wave of despair makes Ge Nie breathless and almost suffocates.

"stop!"

There are strict orders in the distance, and waves are rising into the sky.

The pace of the pedestrians quickened and they all started running, as if there were some ferocious beasts over there.

Gai Nie held the hilt of the sword at his waist, lowered his head slightly, and walked against the crowd towards the sound.

He seems to be walking slowly, but is actually going very fast.

Taking one step is the distance of eight or nine steps for ordinary people.

Although it was fast, it didn't hit any of the people in Daliang who were running away in embarrassment, looking as sad as a rabbit had died and a fox had died.

Not long after, he came to the place where despair was most intense.

In the middle of the road, a group of Wei soldiers wearing armor were holding long swords, and the people pointed at the sword tips were five women.

Two Wei soldiers found a bucket of water from somewhere and threw the bucket into the middle of the field.

The Wei soldiers made a few moves and used some ingenuity to prevent the barrel from falling over.

But it only lasted a few seconds. The huge earthquake force caused a lot of water to fall on the body of the woman in front.

Winter has not passed yet, if you splash water outside, it will turn into ice in less than half an hour.

The cold water hit the body and was freezing to the bone. The woman shivered visibly and covered her mouth to keep from screaming.

"Your Majesty, you are so blessed to have your concubine! Take off your clothes! Wash your face!"

Throwing the barrel, the Wei soldiers' eyes glowed green like jackals, and they ordered with a wicked smile.

Today, the king has issued an order that ten beauties are needed. It would be great if there are real beauties among these five. If they are sent to the palace, they will be rewarded.

If there are no beautiful ones, that would be better, just leave them to enjoy themselves.

Your Majesty, your Majesty, only eats delicacies from mountains and seas, and does not eat simple meals.

They are lowly and cannot afford delicacies from mountains and seas, and prefer to eat simple meals.

Now in Daliang, there is a way to sue the officials, but there is no one in charge, and the untouchables are not afraid to sue these Wei soldiers. They are working for the king.

If you want to be more stable, you can throw it into the woods outside the city to feed wolves and bears. Anyway, none of the beauties who have entered the palace now come out alive.

If there is no evidence to prove his death, he will be sent to the palace. Who would go to the king to investigate the case for a few untouchables?

The five women begged and knelt down and kowtowed, their faces streaked with black and gray with tears.

As long as it is a human being, those who hear it will be sad and those who see it will shed tears.

The Wei soldiers were neither sad nor weeping. They picked up the two-foot-long swords and tore the clothes of the five women with lewd laughter.

Screaming and begging will only make them more excited.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and the group of Wei soldiers who were killed at the city gate made them panic.

They need to do something to forget that fear, such as creating fear in others.

The hand on the sword hilt was clenched tightly.

The sword master pursed his lips. Nearby was a group of Wei soldiers who asked the five women to take off their clothes, and in the distance were more Wei soldiers.

These Wei soldiers broke into the houses on both sides of the road, not knowing what to do.

But it was obviously not a good thing to hear the begging, crying, and cursing one after another.

When they entered, they had only swords in their hands.

When I go out, I am either carrying a woman in my hand or weighing knives, coins, and copper coins.

The man behind him begged and bowed, and his head was covered in blood as he knelt on the ground and knelt.

All he got in exchange was to turn a blind eye and look back impatiently with his sword.

The lucky ones were injured, the unlucky ones died, and the Wei soldiers who took action didn't even see the result.

In the past half month in Daliang, too many people have been killed or injured, including a few untouchables.

[Three days, just endure three days!]

The sword master warned himself, closing his eyes and not looking.

Zhou Shi will take Wei Jiu to the throne in three days and get rid of Wei Bao.

When the benevolent and righteous Lord Ning Ling becomes the king, the danger of Zhao will be resolved, and he must put the overall situation first.

Drawing a sword now will only alert the enemy and change a good thing.

The waves receded, and Gai Nie closed his eyes, gradually no longer able to perceive the emotions around him...


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