Fu Canglu

Chapter 544 The Fall
Yuan Zhongcheng looked at Xi Yao quietly.

Inside his sleeve, the invisible aura that helped him defeat Yan Xiaoqi's two arrows rose slowly at this moment, twisting inside his sleeve like a snake.

Under the tomb of the prince in white robe, all the things that the prince had in the Misty Slope military camp during his lifetime were buried.

Li Qing's favorite study four treasures.

Over the years, the sixteen characters that have been named the Sixteen-Character Battalion have been repeated thousands of times.

"Knowing what to do and being at peace with one's fate is not the ultimate virtue."

These sixteen words are what Cao Zhixuan said to Li Qing back then.

The original sentence is missing a non word.

If a person encounters various misfortunes and countless difficulties in his life, these are all predestined.

Accepting it willingly is the highest state of the Dao.

A non-word can be added.

Then unwilling.

The prince died in Fengting City, leaving a series of foreshadowing.

And the biggest foreshadowing is hidden in the clothes tomb.

Yuan Zhongcheng lowered his brows and eyes, and the half of the scriptures that the men of the Cao family should get no matter what, are hidden in his sleeve at this moment.

Yuan Sizhi didn't know how Xi Yao knew.

This is the big killer for Xiguan to come back.

No one knows where the half of Fucanglu is located in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

But everyone took it for granted that the half of Fu Cang Lu was in the hands of Cao Zhixuan.

But unfortunately not.

Cao Zhixuan has been hiding very well in these years, including the Qijiang Agreement, and he showed an attitude of wishing to merge the North and South Fucang Records to fight against the Western Regions, making everyone take it for granted that the half of Fu Cang Records is the In the Luoyang Palace, in his hands.

Cross the sea.

In that negotiation, even Qi Shu didn't see the clue.

The men of the Cao family had no intention of telling Chen Wanjuan the truth from the very beginning. Except for Xiguan Yuan Zhongcheng, Luoyang Zipao, and the owner of Fengxian Palace, no one in this world knew the truth that Fucanglu was not in his hands.

Yuan Zhongcheng has been hiding this news.

The game between Xiguan and the Northern Wei Dynasty is not just a division of power.

And that half of Fucang Lu.

Cao Zhixuan wanted it.

Yuan Zhongcheng didn't want to give it.

Everyone is fighting openly and secretly, and this half of Fucanglu is the last bargaining chip in Xiguan.

The rise of the Northern Wei Dynasty among the eight great powers was definitely not due to the purple robe.

It was the man from the Cao family who could be called the "Hero of Troubled Times".

He seems to have wiped out all humanity, perfectly fitting the personality on the emperor's seat, but retains the brilliance of the humanity of the royal family.

There are some things he will never do.

For example, digging graves.

Digging the grave of the prince in white robe.

But there are some things he will definitely do.

For example, digging graves.

There is half of Fucanglu's grave planed.

Yuan Zhongcheng took a deep breath.

He looked at Xi Yao, and said word by word: "Should I say you are too conceited, or are you too contemptuous?"

Standing in the wilderness of the plain, in front of thousands of Xiguan soldiers, the gray-robed man slowly raised a hand, the scattered Buddhist beads were attached back and forth and rolled around the wrist under the connection of Yuanli, the soles of the feet were rippling, and the weeds were rippling. ups and downs.

Facing Liang Liang, he said softly, "You could have returned to the front of the beast tide, and then killed the beast tide to quell the civil strife of the monster clan."

"Why do you want to seek your own death now, but die in front of my human race?"

Xi Yao raised his head, listening indifferently to the roaring horseshoes mixed with the sound of thunder, and looked at Yuan Zhongcheng calmly.

Still those two words.

Not to be refused.

"Bring it."

Something she wants to fetch for her brother.

Half of the Fucang Record of the Great Qin Emperor.

Yuan Zhongcheng turned a deaf ear to it, and murmured, "Think about it carefully, who in this world expects you to live?"

"Gu Shengcheng, who escaped from the Northern Wei Dynasty, followed behind you. He willingly held back his wolfish ambitions and bowed his head to become a vassal. After waiting for all these years, he finally waited until today to organize this conspiracy."

"He wants your head, this is one."

Xi Yao listened silently, not feeling any emotion.

She knew Gu Shengcheng well.

Of course she knew that Gu Shengcheng would rebel.

It's just that in this world, people are like ants. From her point of view, even if some ants are strong and get favors and gifts, they can't oppose her. She has been reincarnated for thousands of years, and she has seen too many people like Gu Shengcheng.

She was happy to give the other side a chance.

I am also happy to watch the other side catch fire and die in my own hands.

See too much, it is no wonder.

Yuan Zhongcheng continued to speak.

"On the Bachi Mountain of the Yaozu, the woman you supported to sit on the throne of the Great Sage of the White Tiger, she helped you plan the Northern Expedition, and secretly colluded with countless dirty deals. It is mostly thanks to her that you have come to this day. This is the second."

Xi Yao was a little silent.

Gu Shengcheng is a foreigner.

But Fengbai is different.

Feng Bai is a creature of the monster race who came out of the blood pool.

She even once thought that Feng Bai would be the best master of the chess palace in the future. Before going to Liangjia City for the battle, Liang Liang "handed over" the burden of the chess palace to Feng Bai.

She also wants to die herself.

"The ruler wants the minister to die, but the minister has to die?" Yuan Sizhi asked sarcastically, "This is the rule on the Great Snow Mountain in the Western Regions, isn't it?"

"The minister wants the king to die, how can the king live?"

"Those who are against you, those who obey you, these courtiers all want you to die."

Having said that, Yuan Zhongcheng pointed out the four fingers, pointing to the monster clan and beast tide in the distance.

Xi Yao calmly looked back, the strong wind was blowing the hair of the white apes in the distance, those monsters towering over the mountains and seas, hovering at this distance which is neither dangerous nor safe, watching himself surrounded by layers of black armor .

Gu Shengcheng, the leader, stood on the head of the white ape, and even brought the same heavy and huge dragon horn crossbow.

Standing on the white ape's head, he opened his arms slightly and pulled Wan Jun's heavy dragon-horned crossbow away. He took several deep breaths before pulling the crossbow away, and he didn't even have the strength to add a crossbow to it.

Gu Shengcheng has the physique of a great King Kong, and now his cultivation level has surpassed that of Yan Xiaoqi.

With his physical strength, he couldn't shoot an arrow perfectly.

The Dragon Tongue Bow left by the Great Sage Azure Dragon.

Xi Yao's back, separated by an extremely long distance, seemed to be pressed against the back of her heart with an extremely sharp sword, but she shook her head lightly, not worried that after Gu Shengcheng let go of her hand, there would be a What an irresistible situation.

She looked at Yuan Zhongcheng and said seriously: "You are right."

Liang Liang didn't look back, she said calmly: "These people want me dead, and those people want me dead too. It was like this before, and it's like this now."

"It's been like this for so many years."

"In this world, there seems to be no one who wishes me to live."

Xi Yao said softly: "You all hoped for my death, so you all came to kill me."

She paused, and said slowly: "So you will all die."

"But Mr. Yuan."

Liang Liang used the respectful word "Mr. Yuan", but she couldn't hear any awe in her tone: "I don't have that much strength to kill so many people."

She said indifferently, "Give me the things, and I won't kill you."

Yuan Zhongcheng was silent.

Inside the sleeve he raised, half of the floating air was continuously circulating and lingering, like sparks like flames in the sky, splashing out of the sleeve and dissipating.

He sighed.

Like regret, more like regret.

He was sure that the woman in front of him was a lunatic who couldn't understand human words.

All the reasons that should be said have been said.

She insisted on going her own way.

In front of Xi Yao is a wall.

She can bypass.

She is not.

She wants the wall to make way for herself.

Or smash this wall!

Yuan Zhongcheng shouted: "Kill!"

After the death of the prince, he sat high behind the lamp of the Misty Slope military camp.

It's not about killing.

This is the first time he has rushed to kill the enemy.

Xu Zhirou Huan Tuqiong is dead.

Pao Ze, who fought bloody battles together, was no longer beside him.

Yuan Sizhi clasped his hands together, his face suddenly grim, the fingers of his hands were still stained with the dirt and dust in front of the prince's grave, and he clenched his palms violently at this moment, the palm with only four fingers burst out with unimaginable magnificence mighty.

Xi Yao has fallen into his arms.

The woman's body was unexpectedly soft, she didn't look like a Davao body practitioner, but like a soft and delicate little girl, her palm gently pulled her sleeve, and she didn't even feel any pain .

Half of the sleeve was torn apart with a thud.

Xi Yao indifferently shook off that half arm.

In front of her were Yuan Zhongcheng's four fingers hanging on his forehead.

Two-sleeved sky wind.

He has a collection of books in one sleeve.

Yuan Zhongcheng knew that he couldn't beat this monster.

Even if you add half of Fucanglu, you can't beat it.

So he chose to take a gamble.

Betting on that woman is not conceited enough.

Bet on that woman, would you be willing to bet with yourself?

Xi Yao's expression was numb, seeing that the four fingers were not fully gripped, but only the first knuckles were buckled, leaving part of the palm.

At this moment, the palm of the hand overflowed with invisible energy.

She tore off the half of the arm, and there was no scripture in the sleeve.

She frowned, feeling for the first time that she had done something wrong.

Yuan Zhongcheng's four fingers resting on his forehead, the plaster-covered palm, and the big sleeve that blows the wind.

Compared with Gu Shengcheng's ready-to-fire Dragon Tongue Bow in the distance, it made him feel extremely dangerous.

I wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Xi Yao was a little perplexed.

There was a sharp stabbing pain in her ribs.

A small piece of purple sword tip suddenly appeared.

She lowered her head and saw that the purple sword tip under her ribs was covered with blood. The ancient purple Fengxian sword was manipulated by someone with the skill of controlling the sword, and suddenly struck.

At this moment, above the tip of the sword, there is a mysterious breath flowing.

Yes. That purple robe?

And it was this small half of the sword tip that defeated all his monster energy and cut off all his escape routes.

This was the last and deadliest plot of that purple robe.

With the big sleeve on the forehead, the power to collapse the world followed one after another.

At the same time, Gu Shengcheng, who was five miles away, shouted hoarsely, let go of the Dragon Tongue Bow left by the Great Sage Azure Dragon, and an invisible wave arrow flew back and forth in an instant.

Five miles away in an instant.

Between heaven and earth, there was silence.

The small and exquisite ancient sword pierced Suzaku's body as it wished, and brought out a small puff of blood, cheering happily.

Liang Liang, whose forehead was hit by the mighty power of half of the Fucang, his pupils were dilated, and he fell slightly backwards.

The arrows shot from the dragon tongue bow five miles away brought out the majestic momentum of roaring mountains and seas.

The mountains and seas roared.

irresistible.

Gu Shengcheng's expression was calm, neither sad nor happy.

He watched the arrow under his hand explode like a peacock spreading its tail.

Between the heaven and the earth, it is full of evil spirits, and it is impossible to see things.

The only scarlet is the blood of Suzaku.

(End of this chapter)