Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 379 Chapter 360 Nine: [Warm Moments]

The next day.

Three poles in the sun.

The two of them woke up in a daze.

The two had breakfast together.

The sweet potato who can wear a dragon robe and play the role of an empress is still far richer than Miss Qianjin.

She alone holds the power of life and death of more than 30 people in Dunhuang City.

In the end, when she came to him, she was still a servant girl with a plain spoon.

It was like being in the study room of Qianqiu Pavilion in Beiliang Prince's Mansion. On the red sandalwood case, there were files brought by Sweet Potato, many secret books, and her aunt's own handwriting.

Glancing at the sweet potato standing beside her with rolled up sleeves, she saw the corners of her mouth curled up, full of charm.

Xu Qianqiu opened the portrait on the desk, as expected, it was a portrait by a court painter.

The person in the painting, wearing a bright phoenix crown, looks like the mother of the world.

Xu Qianqiu went back and forth between the painting and the sweet potato several times, tsk tsk said:
"It's really similar, it looks like seven points, and it looks like six points."

Seeing the hot potato eyes, Xu Qianqiu waved his hand and said:

"Haven't had enough last night? Let's talk about it after two days of rest."

She tilted her head and smiled.

Xu Qianqiu slapped her buttocks and said with a smile:

"Virtue! If you leave the Qianqiu Pavilion, you will be wild.

After you take care of your body and recharge your energy, next time, the young master will make you kneel down and beg for mercy. "

On the desk, there is a file about the secrets of the Wu family's sword tomb.

Wujia Jianzhong, 200 years ago, was known as the most amazing period of Jianzhong, and talents came forth in large numbers.

Unexpectedly, nine sword masters appeared at the same time!
This number does not include those who are old and immortal, but only the younger generation.

Just ask the world, which power can have such a background?

One at the peak of the Celestial Phenomena Realm, two at the peak of Zhixuan, two at the Perfection of Vajra, and the remaining four junior masters.

With such strength, it is conceivable that if you give the Wu Family Sword Tomb some time, you will be able to achieve something unprecedented and unprecedented:

One faction, nine first-rank masters!
How many first-class products in the world can there be?
Nine people in one door!
Xu Qianqiu didn't know much about the Wu family's nine swords going to Beimang.

Although there were files on the First Under Heaven, he hadn't looked through them.

This time, when I met here, out of curiosity, I took a serious look.

With the content written by Aunt Sweet Potato, Xu Qianqiu knows the general idea.

Nine swords against Wanqi are not fighting on their own, but with the power of the formation, a combined attack.

Gather the sword intent of nine people and hand it over to the strongest one.

With the sword crown of the Celestial Realm as the eye of the formation, eight people take turns to be sword servants.

In this way, it finally became a shocking array of imperial swords.

It is conceivable that there are tens of thousands of cavalry, surrounded by nine people, such a scene is desolate and bloody.

Boom after wave of subway riders charged, and thousands of flying swords were used to take heads.

There are nine masters of the first rank in one school, which naturally makes all the forces in the world fear.

Therefore, Nine Swords entered Beimang, and it was really calculated by people.

The sword from the west draws from the east, and kills with a borrowed sword!
The power of this sword array really cannot be underestimated, Xu Qianqiu was amazed in his heart, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said to himself:
"This sword formation can only be created by top swordsmen, but unfortunately, it cannot be used in battlefield battles.

If I can find the formation, with my strength, I may simplify it and apply it to the army to form the power of the formation.

If the embryo of that sword formation back then can still be found, it would be a treasure.

It's a pity that this thing seems to be unknown for a long time, where can I find it?

The method of sword formation may be found in the sword tomb of the Wu family, and the royal court of Beimang should also have a secret copy?
It seems that something needs to be done. "

On the side, Sweet Potato smiled lightly and said:
"My lord, if you really want it, you can use the dead soldiers lurking in the royal court to do it."

Hearing this, Xu Qianqiu shook his head and said:
"Dead warriors are also human beings, and it's extremely difficult to cultivate and place them. For this mere sword array, the lives of dead warriors are not taken seriously, and it's not worth it."

Sweet Potato is also a dead man, hearing what he said, he let out a soft oh.

Xu Qianqiu continued to read without raising his head, and said:
"Don't use your brains, I don't allow you to join in the fun, do you hear me?"

The sweet potato made a nasal sound and hummed.

Xu Qianqiu raised his head and smiled angrily:

"Don't play tricks on me!

I have my own arrangements for this matter, so don't even think about taking risks. "

Sweet Potato's brows and eyes are infinitely charming, wrinkling her small and delicate nose, which is very rare, and the child said:
"Know it!"

In Xu Qianqiu's impression, apart from abiding by her duties and being a maid, she is also like a caring sister who can't pick out any flaws.

Make people feel like spring breeze.

The second-class maids in the Qianqiu Pavilion have been with His Royal Highness for a long time, and knowing his good temper, they will be a little rascal and mischievous to some extent.

Only the sweet potato and the cold-tempered blue bird have been like a day for more than ten years, and they have never surpassed in the slightest.

On the desk, the word Tuoba Bodhisattva came into view, and Xu Qianqiu smiled knowingly.

I came to Beimang this time, mostly because of this person.

From the very beginning, I never thought of bypassing this god of war, this bodhisattva.

What's more, I also crippled his son, Tuoba Chun Falcon's martial arts, making him a cripple.

Half a month ago, he teamed up with the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a to defeat him.

The secret file on the desk is full of three pages, all of which are about the Northern Mang Army God, arranged according to the handwriting format and accumulated several times.

Sweet Potato glanced at the Dragon Spit Pearl engraving on the table, and it was lunch time.

She quietly left the house, and after a while, she came in with a food box.

Xu Qianqiu picked up rice indiscriminately, and continued to read the three pages of secret files.

Sweet Potato moved a chair and sat beside him. Seeing rice grains at the corner of his mouth, he reached out to pick them up and put them in his mouth.

Xu Qianqiu didn't care either.

An old couple.

I vaguely remember that her first teenage nocturnal emission was the mess she cleaned up.

This girl is very warm-hearted about everything.

Even last night's two plum blossoms bloomed twice, and it was a matter of course.

So, what else is there to be hypocritical about?

Sweet potatoes take away the food box, after sitting down
whispered:
"If the servant girl died today, will the young master remember the sweet potato for a lifetime?"

Xu Qianqiu felt a little strange in his heart, glanced at her, and said calmly:
"Sweet potato, if you dare to die, I dare to forget you, moreover, I will forget you completely.

I do what I say. "

Sweet Potato's eyes were red, but he said with a smile:

"Young Master is so ruthless, I like it so much!"

She is like a young empress who is ruling behind a curtain. Although there are a group of capable female officials from the Zijin Palace to help with political affairs, in Dunhuang City, there are entangled forces, thousands of threads, and a mess.

Many things have to be finalized by her.

In the next few days, Xu Qianqiu helped her deal with many decisions in Dunhuang City.

Solve some puzzles that have accumulated over time.

After getting along for a few days, seeing that she was orderly and able to handle various political affairs calmly, Xu Qianqiu sighed sincerely:
"It's really overkill for you to be the maid of Qianqiu Pavilion."

In the next few days, the city of Dunhuang became more and more undercurrent.

People who intend to rebel and force the palace to seize power have gathered one after another to form an alliance.

Storm is coming!

(End of this chapter)