After receiving the letter from Leng Xiaoxi, which was written in graceful yet sharp cursive script, Qianhua hesitated to speak.
"No problem!"
Leng Xiaoxi smiled softly, looked at the mottled autumn mountain scenery outside the bamboo curtain, and said in a faint voice:
"The Black Flag Empire is about to be in chaos, and Wanbao Pavilion naturally wants to get a share of it. Regarding the matter here, it will definitely be loud and clear. As long as there is no direct conflict, there is nothing they can do about us; besides, haha...
I am neither Aftershock nor Lu Ao, nor the dog of Wanbao Pavilion!"
At this point, she paused, frowned slightly and sighed:
"In addition...he has already faced off with the Zhou family. Conflict is inevitable sooner or later. It would be better for us to share some of the pressure for him. In troubled times, we are going with the wind but against the current. We are finally in the same boat. It is appropriate for him to do this."
Hearing this, Wen Qianhua nodded and sighed, and then left in a hurry - Heiyan was still waiting outside for a reply.
When the footsteps were far away, Leng Xiaoxi frowned and muttered:
"Why is this so... it shouldn't be! Besides, it's unwise to confront the Zhou family... Was he a little impulsive? What happened that day?!"
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"Your pavilion and our sect are neither monarchs nor ministers."
This is Leng Xiaoxi's reply. There are only two sentences in total, but there are a lot of meanings revealed in it - I can't listen to you if there is no evidence; even if there is, I can't listen to you, what's wrong with Wanhuamen?
It's Wanhuamen's business... The bottom line is: you have too much control.
歘!
"Oh……"
The book paper fell from Feng Yixiao's hand, and after three or five twists, it fell on the floor. Heiyan stared at it with his pupils shrinking, but Feng Yixiao looked up at the blue sky outside the hall door. There was wind and tall trees in the sky, and the autumn wind rustled.
.
After a long time, he asked without looking back:
"Didn't it mean that the two of them only met briefly once, or twice at most, before they came here? Hei Lao!"
"exist!"
Suddenly hearing that Feng Yixiao was calling him, Heiyan's heart suddenly jumped and he quickly bowed and said:
"It should be true. Zhang Baoer's whereabouts are a mystery, but as a noble lady, her whereabouts should be correct..."
"Should...heh..."
Feng Yixiao chuckled and turned around. When Heiyan saw his face, he saw that it had turned into the color of frost, and then there was a stern voice that sounded a little angry:
"Check! Check it for me! How did you do it?! I don't want it!"
"Yes...yes!"
Cold sweat broke out on Black Rock's forehead, and he bowed and retreated.
Feng Yixiao stared at the direction he was leaving and shouted without looking back:
"Lie Minghui!"
"Young Master!"
There was originally no one in the room, but as soon as the name was called out, someone suddenly appeared, standing respectfully behind Feng Yixiao.
"Look for an opportunity and kill him!"
His order was very simple and straightforward, but Lie Minghui did not move and said in a faint voice:
"Young Master, please forgive me for not being able to obey!"
"Why?!"
Feng Yi laughed loudly and shouted, then turned around and pointed at his nose and asked:
"Just because I am me, not my father?!"
"yes!"
"..."
Feng smiled and was speechless, sighed and walked out of the hall, passing through the bleak autumn wind in the courtyard. As soon as he went out, someone was already waiting there.
"Master Feng, I'm going!"
"No!"
Feng Yixiao shook his head and sighed:
"Go to Linhai County and find a way to get in touch with Prince Wu Wu Lie!"
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"Brother Zhang!"
Ziyu, who was wearing a gold-red dress, suddenly lost the majesty of the king. After shouting loudly, she flew up like a phoenix bird and landed in front of the group of people. Her eyes became brighter and looked at one of them.
That person is naturally Zhang Baoer.
"Ziyu...well, now he is the leader of a country, the Jade King! Haha..."
Zhang Baoer has a good feeling for Ziyu. Although this person is quite scheming and powerful, he is not as cold and ruthless as Leng Xiaoxi, and he is decisive and responsible. This can be seen from the original decision to hand over the military power to Leng Xiaoxi.
Out one or two.
Now, she is a free king. She does not have to worry about fighting. She can only focus on selecting ministers and leaving many matters to these selected people.
The reason why Zhang Baoer did not enter Feiyun Gate immediately was because he was waiting for her, because many of the places occupied by Feiyun Gate would be taken care of by the Dawan Royal Family.
"Meet Master Zhang!"
She did not come alone. As soon as she met Zhang Baoer, a group of royal family elders and civil servants from the DPRK rushed over and cautiously saluted Zhang Baoer.
"No need to be polite!"
Zhang Baoer smiled gently and asked them to stand up - they were performing the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers.
He didn't want to say anything more to them, because these people's eyes were filled with the desire to flatter others. His eyes only fell on one of them, and he couldn't help but smile:
"Isn't this Uncle Qingfeng! Well...your clothes look kind of pretty!"
However... when Qingfeng, who was dressed in a gorgeous official uniform, returned the gift, he was a little disappointed, because Qingfeng said this:
"Qingfeng, thank you, Master, for your cultivation!"
What is a 'sect master'...
Zhang Baoer gave him a speechless smile. Although the former Qingfeng also flattered him, for some reason he didn't like the current Qingfeng very much.
Turning around, he found that Ziyu was already looking at Cai'er, Gao Xiaoxian and Gao Shuang'er with suspicious eyes, so he smiled brightly and introduced:
"This is Cai'er, my wife. You've seen her too. She's already recovered."
Hearing this, a gloomy look flashed in her purple jade eyes, but she immediately returned to her smiling face, stepped forward, took Cai'er's hand and said:
"Sister Cai'er... Thank God you are well. It seems that Brother Zhang's blessings are boundless and he is favored by God."
Cai'er struggled twice, and seeing that there was no color in her eyes, she stopped struggling and let her grab her hand, and then smiled and replied:
"Thank you, Sister Ziyu, for your concern. My sister was already dignified and majestic, but now she looks even more queenly."
Seeing this, Zhang Baoer breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Ziyu had thoughts about him, but now he seems to have let go, and Cai'er didn't get serious with her, which made him very happy. According to Granny Qingmu, Cai'er was
This was not the case when my son faced Leng Xiaoxi.
After Cai'er introduced Gao Shuang'er and others to Ziyu and the others, Zhang Baoer smiled and said:
"Now that people are here, let's go!"
"Brother Zhang, please!"
"please!"
A group of people greeted each other politely, and then headed towards the location of the Feiyun Sect. The ministers of the Dawan Kingdom were all trembling with fear along the way, because Master Huang, Li Bai, Xiaosi... these people were faintly exuding an aura that made their hearts palpitate.
The breath of terror.
Going up the long stone steps, the Feiyun Gate, which once occupied the Dawan Kingdom and was so powerful for countless years, is right in front of you. Although you can't see its true appearance clearly from a distance, you can only see the stacks of houses.
The balcony, but... I can already smell the strong smell of blood. It seems that many people will die this time.
The smile on Ziyu's face grew stronger, because she knew that the smell of blood meant that a major problem had disappeared, and the existence of her kingdom would become more stable.
In her opinion, killing is necessary, because if this land is not washed with blood, many things cannot be washed away, such as: hatred!
Only by killing those arrogant and unruly rebels and frightening Xiaoxiao and those who come after us can this land have the peace it deserves.
Zhang Baoer is not optimistic about this. He has a keen sense of smell, and the smell of blood also makes him feel more:
"A big tree attracts the wind; it is strong and easily broken."
This sudden sentence made everyone startled. Ziyu stopped joking with Cai'er and nodded thoughtfully.
Seeing everyone stop, Zhang Baoer also stopped. After thinking for a while, he looked at Ziyu deeply and said:
"If possible, I hope you will treat your people well, just like the Feiyun Sect. If the people in the world support it, I will not dare to destroy it."
Why don't you dare? He didn't say more. Ziyu said yes and fell into deep thought. Zhang Baoer didn't know if she could think of some truth. After seeing Gao Zheng and others standing in front of the distant gate waiting for each other, he led everyone forward.
OK.
"Eagle Lord!"
A few steps away, Gao Zheng and others saluted him with a military salute of clenched fists on the chest.
Zhang Baoer returned the gift. When he came up, he did not introduce the person immediately, but immediately asked:
"How's the battle going?"
"Big victory!"
Gao Zheng took out a piece of paper and handed it over.
After a quick glance, Zhang Baoer put the paper away without comment, and then asked:
"Where are Lu Ba and the others?"
Gao Zheng glanced at Ziyu and others, and then said through a message:
"After the general searched the prisoners' belongings, he took his people to the Feiyun Gate treasure house to help Staff Lan count the harvest. The order in the gate is temporarily controlled by Master Yanxin and his apprentice."
"Hey!"
Zhang Baoer shook his head and smiled. He didn't say anything more and didn't mean to introduce. He immediately led the people in.
After entering the stone gate with carved clouds, which is ten feet wide and more than four feet high, you will find a square paved with white stones covering an area of nearly one square kilometer.
"Whoa!"
In the square, there are more than 10,000 Nighthawk Army soldiers guarding more than 40,000 Feiyun Sect disciples, and there is a steady stream of soldiers escorting prisoners into the square. Haiming Haiping, Yanxin, master and apprentice are commanding from the high platform opposite the crowd.
, a group of military scouts followed, but when the order came out, one person came out to deliver the order.
Seeing Yan Xin carrying a thick-backed broadsword that glowed with blood, Zhang Baoer was a little speechless, because from this angle, the broadsword just reflected the sunlight, and it could be said that the red light was shining and sharp!
"Spare my life!"
"Sir! We are innocent!"
"My lord, please do well..."
Perhaps because they saw those soldiers saluting Zhang Baoer, the panic-stricken people in Feiyun Sect started to get excited after one of them raised his head, and the sound of heads hitting the floor kept coming.
Bang!
"ah!"
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Whenever the eyes of someone with a grudge is seen by the soldiers standing by, there will be a scream. Although the person is not killed, he is still seriously injured. This makes those who are already frightened and kowtow to beg for their lives even more frightened.
, even the voice begging for mercy was a little unclear due to trembling, noisy like a nest of disturbed bees.