Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 339
The moon is dark and the wind is high, the mountain path.

Baili Dongjun lit a fire, while Ye Dingzhi was lying beside him, his body was covered with bandages, and he was still asleep there.Yue Yao sat down beside them, and threw a few branches into the fire: "What should we do next?"

Baili Dongjun frowned, and looked into the distance: "I made an agreement with Luo Qingyang that after leaving Tianqi City, we will go south in two ways, and finally meet in Gusu City. After that, they will go to Nanjue, and we will continue Make another plan."

Yue Yao sighed lightly: "Can it really be that simple?"

"Wars are raging all over the place, it would be best if we can end this war quickly." Baili Dongjun sighed softly, "Both the Northern Man and the Southern Jue followed Ye Dingzhi's orders, as long as Ye Dingzhi gives them……"

"It's not that simple." Yueyao whispered something, interrupting Baili Dongjun's words.

Baili Dongjun looked at the fire, and suddenly fell silent.

Yueyao hesitated for a moment, but continued: "Beiman and Nanjue both have their own goals, Ye Dingzhi just provided them with an opportunity, now Beili is enemies on three sides, and even some members of the Demon Cult have already broken through Beiman and Nanjue will definitely not retreat easily at this time."

Baili Dongjun broke off the branch in his hand and threw it into the fire: "There is always a way."

Yueyao gave a soft "um" and didn't answer any more.

The mountains and rivers are broken, so what can be done?

When you defeat him with half a move, you are the hero of Beili, but when you run away with him on your back, the entire sword of Beili will be pointed at you.

"Ye Dingzhi, you must die!" In Tianqi City, Emperor Mingde slapped the table heavily.

In the Jingtai Palace, Concubine Xuan announced her illness, and no one could enter or leave, just like what happened in King Jingyu's mansion many years ago, some people may think that this Concubine Xuan is really weak and sick.

"What about Baili Dongjun?" Jinxuan asked.

"Baili Dongjun..." Emperor Mingde sneered, "Now he is the one who has defeated the leader of the Demon Cult."

Jinxuan nodded: "Understood. What about Luo Qingyang and Concubine Xuan?"

"Bring it back, if you can't bring it back, you'll kill it too." Emperor Mingde said in a deep voice.

"Decree." Jinxuan walked out of the imperial study, where four eunuchs were waiting.

Zhangxiang supervisor Jinxian, palm sword supervisor Jinwei, palm book supervisor Jinyu, palm print supervisor Jinyan.

"Let's go now and hunt down Ye Dingzhi." Jin Xuan whispered.

"Decree." The four replied.

The five chief supervisors of Tianqi City left the city at the same time on this day.

In the past, they were famous all over the world with their respective names, but this time they were indeed wearing eunuch python robes, which represented Beili court.

Sikong Changfeng, who was far away on the border, also opened a letter sent urgently from Tianqi City, eight hundred miles away.

"What did the letter say?" Li Hanyi asked.

"Baili he... won." Sikong Changfeng was slightly taken aback.

"Isn't that very good?" Li Hanyi wondered why Sikong Changfeng looked depressed.

Sikong Changfeng sighed: "This is not good at all, it is really bad. Because Baili... took Ye Dingzhi away. Alas, I guessed this a long time ago. If it was me... ...Forget it, even if I go, I can't beat Ye Dingzhi."

Li Hanyi frowned slightly: "Why did he take Ye Dingzhi away?"

"Because this is his brother. If one day, the whole world wants to kill you, he will become an enemy of the whole world. This is the Baili Dongjun I know." Sikong Changfeng replied.

"But because of Ye Dingzhi, many people died." Li Hanyi said seriously.

"Ye Dingzhi's whole family was killed by the emperor of Beili, and his wife was forcibly taken away by the emperor. This is his revenge on the emperor of Beili." Sikong Changfeng said.

"But those soldiers who died in the northern and southern borders, and the Jiang Hu people who died in our battle with the Demon Cult, what does it have to do with their grievances? Why are they the ones who died?" Li Hanyi asked rhetorically.

Sikong Changfeng understood that what Li Hanyi said was right, so he could only sigh softly: "Ye Dingzhi has gone astray, and Baili Dongjun wants to take him out of this road."

"But everything has its own price, and Ye Dingzhi needs to pay the price for this matter." Li Hanyi said seriously, "Nowadays, many people in the Demon Cult have sneaked into the north through the lost mountain gate of Wushuang City." Leaving, it is enough for you to guard here now, I will go find Ye Dingzhi."

"There can be many people doing this, why are you going?" Sikong Changfeng asked.

"Because I have a friend who is from the Tianshan School, named Chen Feiyan." Li Hanyi held the Iron Horse Binghe Sword in his hand, "She was killed by people from the Devil's Cult yesterday."

Sikong Changfeng sighed.

"Everyone has friends." Li Hanyi replied.

"Well said, well said." An applause came from outside the door.

Sikong Changfeng and Li Hanyi looked up and saw that it was the young man with a mustache in Anhe——Su Changhe.

Su Changhe turned the dagger lightly in his hand: "Miss Li... No, Mr. Li's words are very good, and he has the demeanor of our dark river. Why don't you change your surname to Su Hanyi? You are welcome in the Su family!"

"Shut up." Li Hanyi shouted in a low voice, "Who is going to be your assassin."

"There's nothing wrong with being a killer." Su Changhe smiled, "That's right, puppet."

A man wearing a mask came in from outside the house, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, walking slowly: "You can't kill Ye Dingzhi by yourself, I will go with you."

Sikong Changfeng lightly tapped the handle of the gun with his fingers: "The letter said that the two guardians of Tianqi City, Li Xinyue and Ji Ruofeng joined hands and failed to stop him from burning incense. Even if Qi Tianchen teamed up again, he would still be no match, so..."

"Is that enough with us?" A heroic voice sounded outside the house.

Sikong Changfeng knew it was Lei Qianting from Leijiabao just by hearing the voice, and smiled a little: "You are so poor in kung fu and you want to join in the fun?"

"I'm good at gunpowder." Lei Qianting patted his chest, and there were four other people standing beside him.

The Wen family is warm and cold, Chaowang Pavilion is Luo Yulan, the grandson of the Tianshan faction king, and Ye Xiaofan who has no family and no faction but has a deep relationship with Ye Dingzhi.Adding Lei Qianting, Li Hanyi and Anhe's puppet, these seven people are indeed a terrifying combination.

Sikong Changfeng didn't speak any more.

Li Hanyi was about to leave with his sword in hand, but stopped after walking a few steps.

"Actually, a long time ago, when he was still living under the Hanshan Temple, I met him. I was still very young, and I sneaked out to travel by myself. He taught me a few sword moves. I asked him who he was, and he Said he was a ranger in the south of the Yangtze River. I admired him very much at that time, just like Ye Xiaofan back then."

"But there are some things that cannot be turned back."

(End of this chapter)