Jun Ziqian left the imperial study, and Mo Zhu, the personal guard who had been waiting outside, came forward with a small note in his hand and handed it over with both hands.
His face was solemn and his voice was low: "Master, our people have reported that there is something strange in Ye Shen Valley. This is an intercepted letter."
Junzi Qian frowned, took the note and looked at it, only to see that there were no words on it, only a quiet and elegant purple orchid was blooming, shimmering and beautiful.
The guard raised his hand and said: "According to our people's investigation, after the carrier pigeon flew out from Ye Shen Valley, there were strange movements in Yanzhou, Yuecheng, and even outside the Western Border Pass. Our people were unable to detect the other party's true identity, but the only
I can be sure that these waves of people are all going in the same direction, which is Yuncheng!"
Mainly because these people are so skilled, Mo Zhu and others spent a lot of effort to get this information.
Mo Zhu was shocked in his heart: When did such a mysterious and unidentified person appear in the martial arts world?
After all, their master controls half of the martial arts world, but at the moment, he doesn't even know who the other party is.
When Jun Ziqian heard the word "Yun City", his eyebrows sank: The Ye family, which had been silent for twenty years, suddenly made a collective move. What did they want to do?
What does this flower mean?
Jun Ziqian thought of the alliance leader's order that he held, his eyes were dark and profound.
Walking down the steps, the handsome and elegant face showed a rare seriousness: "Let's go! Go to Yuncheng! Also, let them continue to keep an eye on it and inform Commander Yun in Yuncheng. As long as he is here, there will be no
Let these people enter the city easily."
The voice was gentle and clear, and the gait was elegant and calm, as if there was a gentle spring breeze. The eunuchs and maids along the way couldn't help but secretly praise: King Qin, you banished the immortal!
Mo Zhu respectfully replied: "Yes!"
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Yuncheng
Commander Yun, who quickly received the letter from Fei Ge, looked at the content and curled his lips.
He slowly tilted his head, and the outline of his handsome profile appeared.
Sitting in front of the desk, he was dressed in silver armor and had his hair tied up with a chalcedony hairpin. He sat beside the desk and lowered his eyes, thinking about something.
With long slender fingers, he held the tea cup on the table and lowered his head to take a sip of tea.
Very relaxing.
"Pass the order!"
His voice is a little cold, but has a low-alcohol texture and is very pleasant to hear.
Several Jinwu Guard soldiers lying low on the side listened.
"There are remnants of Dongling hiding nearby. I have been hunted down by His Majesty's order. The whole city is on alert. A small team is assigned to each city gate to keep an eye on them. Any suspicious person must be checked."
The remnants of Dongling are just some gangsters who want to take advantage of this peaceful and prosperous age to give themselves a chance to get ahead.
Commander Yun Gujing Wubo's tone did not even let people feel a trace of warmth.
Several Jinwu Guards soldiers accepted the order in awe and turned around to carry out their tasks.
A moment later, on the city wall, a man stood tall and straight, wearing silver armor that was eye-catching.
He stood quietly with his hands behind his back, his back tall and straight. Even if he didn't say a word, there was an invisible pressure coming through.
The surrounding soldiers lowered their heads, and few could face the oppressive feeling cast on him.
Commander Yun glanced at the passers-by who were preparing to enter the city under the city gate. He took out a small piece of paper from his waist and unfolded it. Inside was an elegant purple orchid.
The corners of his lips curved, revealing a handsome smile.
With a bit of tenderness in her eyes, she murmured in a low voice: "This girl is finally willing to go down the mountain..."
The note was pinched in his hand, and soon it turned into powder and dispersed in the wind.