The envoy was startled: "What did you say?"
"Hahaha," Gou Chen Dongfeng smiled: "Don't be alarmed, special envoy, please listen to me in detail."
He told his plan to the special envoy, who pondered for a while, raised his head and praised: "I went to the capital to hear that the third son has the ability to plan the country, and today I know that his words are true."
He glanced at Gou Chen Dongfeng again, and asked a little teasingly: "But... the third young master wants to kill Song Zheng, is he really serving the public good, or does he want to avenge an arrow on the Xiaoshui River? Hahaha."
Gou Chen Dongfeng did not mince words: "I heard that Song Zheng's family was prominent, and some of his elders were friends with Xiao Zhen. I thought that his growth would be smooth, with accumulated resources, countless spiritual treasures, and success at a young age."
"He has a lot of skills, so I may not be his opponent in terms of cultivation, but I have to let him understand that in these troubled times, it is better to cultivate to be able to defeat one person than to defeat ten thousand people. In terms of cultivation, he may be able to surpass the younger generation of Hongwu, but
In terms of intelligence, he is still far behind."
The special envoy nodded: "In these troubled times, it is the time when talents like the Third Young Master are riding the wind and soaring into the sky. Song Zheng can also be regarded as a hero of the moment, but not as far as the Third Young Master. I will have no regrets if I die at your hands."
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Raojun, Huzhou, is located in a remote area with barren land and has always been plagued by civil unrest.
On this day, a secret guard from Raojun Longyi Guard arrived: there were suspicious Huaxu people in Raojun, and the powerful ones were probably the ancestors; they had secret contacts with the Sun family, the local patriarch, and there was suspicion of collusion.
Song Zheng didn't open the door, but told Du Baihu: "You and Senior Qi go there."
"Yes." Du Baihu took the order and retreated. He walked out of the yard and met Zeng Baihu and Li Sanyan. Everyone was a little worried: "Sir, what's going on?"
Yesterday, after returning from the Xiao Shui Sword Song Festival and seeing the Legend of Mao Ren of the Immortal Refining Sect, Master and Shi Song have never left that room.
Du Baihu told Li Sanyan: "You should keep an eye on me and don't let anything happen to me."
Li San slapped his chest: "Leave it all to me."
Du Baihu walked for two hours. When it was almost noon, a stream of light suddenly came from the southwest. As fast as lightning, it rushed into Huzhou City without causing a reaction from the city defense formation. It was obviously an emergency communiqué from the Yamen.
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The stream of light fell into the Baotaowei Yamen, and Zeng Baihu hurriedly took a look. It was an urgent report from Zhenfang City in the southwest: there was a sudden change in Yunzhong Ruins outside the city, and there was a fear that high-level desolate beasts were about to come out. They urgently asked for support.
Outside Zhenfang City, there is a special void in Yunshan Mountain, which is similar to the "Destroying Sky Ruins". However, what is connected to the other end of the void is not a chaotic void, but an unknown and terrifying extremity area. The desolate beasts and insects in it are extremely powerful.
Only because of the constraints of heaven, he could not break out of Yunzhong Ruins.
But occasionally there will be accidents. Every time a giant beast comes out, Zhenfang City will experience a catastrophe.
Living in troubled times, facing this calamity is really a hardship for people's livelihood.
Overseas repairmen from various places often spontaneously go to Zhenfang City when a disaster strikes to help defend the city and rescue the people. But before the news spreads and all parties provide support, the government must first take action.
Zeng Baihu flew to report to Lord Song. Song Zheng said in a deep voice inside the door: "You and Senior Lu have worked hard and must arrive at Zhenfang City within half an hour."
"Yes!" Zeng Baihu left quickly, and Song Zheng shouted again: "Li Sanyan."
Li Baihu stepped forward: "My subordinate is here."
"Go to Pangong's family and ask Mr. Pangong Xie to come over and sit in charge of Bao Tao Guard. Tell him a number: five."
Li Sanyan was confused, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions and went to take the order. When Bangong Xie saw Li Sanyan, he seemed reluctant to listen to Song Zheng's request, but after Li Sanyan said "five", Bangong Xie
Xie Mei agreed with a smile and followed Li Sanyan back to Baotaowei Yamen.
Li Sanyan didn't understand, but Bangong Xie understood what Master Song meant: for the rural martial arts examination, five more candidates would be given to the Bangong family. The Bangong family has a big business, and there are always some disciples who are close by blood, but have average qualifications and want a good background.
Now martial arts is the way to go.
There are five more places, which is the reward from Mr. Bangong for coming to help.
The national war has begun, and although Jiangnan is far behind, Song Zheng does not dare to take it lightly. Today seems to be a "troubled autumn", and he feels vaguely abnormal, but today all his energy is on another matter, and he is racking his brains
Repeated deductions, trying to make sure nothing goes wrong. If something goes wrong, he will never be able to forgive himself in his life.
So I didn't have the energy to focus on other things, so I had to deal with it simply and crudely.
With Pangong Xie sitting in charge, Song Zheng could sit back and relax. He sat opposite Zhao Xiao in the room, and Zhao Xiao looked at him quietly. The two of them were at peace at this time.
The past events flashed before her eyes one by one, including the battle in the Divine Religion Forum, the shocking battle with the senior Zhenguo leader, the difficult choices that followed, and the final do-over of her hometown, until she entered Huangtai Castle.
She is no longer afraid of the leader. Since she is about to die, she has nothing to fear. So this time in Huzhou, she did not wear a mask, and her appearance was like the most exquisite porcelain in the world. Even Song Zheng couldn't help but lose consciousness from time to time.
After yesterday, he asked Sister Zhao if she wanted to go out for a walk, but Zhao Xiao shook her head and refused. She wanted to stay quietly and spend the last day.
"Sister Zhao, Mr. Shi can sacrifice himself for everyone, and so can I." He turned the Divine Sword Zuilong upside down in the room and handed it to Zhao Xiao.
Zhao Xiao smiled more and more this day and joked with him with great interest: "What a shame, I can do what you can do."
Seeing that Song Zheng wanted to say more, she waved her hand and said: "Silly scholar, what's the use of sacrificing yourself to save me this time? Under the sky fire, the imperial edicts are endless. I can't escape this time, but I can't escape the next one."
Once, I escaped the next time and the next time.
We are all very happy that you can escape. I will not be able to fulfill the secret order this time. After I go, you must not let down Miss Pan and Miss Miao."
There was a snowy moon in the sky outside the window, and the last moment was coming. Zhao Xiao walked under the window, and the moonlight enveloped her softly like a gauze. She hummed a tune softly, briskly, and seemed to have the meaning of flowing water.
Song Zheng understood clearly: This must be the song she sang when she was in Qingshui River.
The beautiful woman stands by the window, the moonlight is sparse and cool, the beautiful scenery is like a dream, and the gentleness is like hometown.
But there is a knife hanging on the head!
Song Zheng looked at her soft back, his heart was as sharp as a knife, and tears were streaming down his face.
Zhao Xiao finished humming a song and turned around to look at him. His deep eyes seemed to have endless words to say, but he just said: "Be good, I am an elder, you have to listen to me."
She made a move towards Song Zheng, smiled freely, and the look in her eyes quickly dissipated. The vitality disappeared from her body like quicksand between her fingers, and her delicate body fell limply.
Song Zheng stepped forward and held her hand, and Zhao Xiao fell into his arms.
He knelt down weakly on the ground, tears dripping down, and there was silent anger like thunder!
He roared angrily, and the wind and clouds in the sky surged with lightning and thunder. The fire from the sky a hundred thousand miles away seemed to float slightly.
"A blood feud, a life-and-death feud!"
"In this life, there is only you but no me!"
In the city of Huzhou, the people were shocked to hear the roar of thunder in the night sky. They thought that the sky had changed drastically, so they locked their doors and windows and did not dare to show their heads. The monks looked at the sky in confusion, feeling something unusual.
Pan Gongxie was sitting in the Bao Tao Guard. When he heard Song Zheng's low roar, he looked up at the sky and was surprised: "A mere Heavenly Lord swears an oath, but it can actually shake the laws of heaven. I have the witness of heaven!"
He took another deep look at Song Zheng's yard, and secretly complained: Mr. Song is really great, but it's a pity that if he wants to help in the future, even if he doesn't have five quotas, he will still be given face.
His evaluation of Song Zheng was higher than before, and it was worthy of him to "take a long time to catch big fish".
In the house, Song Zheng knelt on the ground, holding Zhao Xiao's body with both hands and did not get up for a long time. Under the grief, his spirit energy was out of control, and the bluestone floor under his knees shattered and sunk deeply, forming two marks.
After a full two-quarters of an hour, he slowly raised his head, stretched out his hand and took out a crystal ice coffin from his little cave world. He had ordered Mao Renzhuan to refine it urgently yesterday to ensure that the body would not be damaged.
He gently placed Zhao Xiao's body inside, spread out his hands, and found an ancient stone ring in his hand, which was left to him by Sister Zhao.
He covered the ice coffin and sent it into the small cave world. He said to Xiao Chong in a deep voice: "Look after it. If there is any damage, I will remove your skin and bones!"
Xiaochong shivered and nodded quickly to show that he understood.
Song Zheng withdrew from the small cave world. He was extremely nervous and recited devoutly: "Hook and bind Lord Yama!"
In fact, when Yama under the netherworld sensed his god's name, he immediately put down what he was doing and responded to him. However, this period of time, which had passed by in a flash in the past, was extremely long this time.
Song Zheng almost jumped up, thinking that this Yama had broken his promise and refused to fulfill the previous agreement.
Finally, the door to the Netherworld opened, and the voice of Binding Yama came. Song Zheng quickly said: "Please help me, she has gone to the Netherworld."
Gou Fu Yanluo said something loudly, which most people could not understand, but Song Zheng understood the meaning directly. The other party was complaining that this matter was difficult to handle, very troublesome, and might even harm him and others.
Song Zheng was confused when he was concerned, and almost couldn't help but offered to increase the reward. But he bit his lip forcefully. In order to get Gou Bin Yan Luo to help, he promised 30,000 Yin spirits, but he couldn't go more, because there were still more to come.
The bandits each have 30,000 yin spirits, which is 150,000. If they don't hand over their yin spirits to Goubu Yama, he will not return everyone's souls to Song Zheng.
So we can't raise the price any more.
Fortunately, Gou Bin Yan Luo just wanted to put pressure on him. Seeing that Song Zheng had no intention of increasing the price, he stopped being verbose and started the travel agreement.
The agreement between him and Song Zheng was sworn in the name of God. If it is not completed, it will also be extremely harmful to him.
If you continue to struggle for nothing, you will miss the time. Even if He is Yama, it will not be easy to deal with.
He opened his eyes and illuminated the darkness.
Song Zheng waited quietly, but on the other side of the Netherworld Portal, Yama Luo had been silent, and it seemed that Zhao Xiao's soul had not been found yet.
Chapter completed!