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In the early morning, birds flew by.

Jiang He left his bedroom and came to the South Study in the outer courtyard.

On the street outside the window, Mrs. Chen returned in a carriage.

The Wang Mansion was next to the Bo Mansion, but the distance between their backyards was not close. The Wang Mansion had all the facilities such as the study hall, the martial arts Chengxuan Building, and the stables. The so-called garden was where you could run horses freely. It was more like a palace complex than a mansion. The Xiaoyong Hall, where the banquet was held before, usually only received subordinates and foreign guests from the Anbei Army.

A night had passed. The death of General Chen caused an uproar. There were obviously many more mobile vendors outside the Bo Mansion. All forces paid great attention to the dangerous elements who would suddenly kill people.

Jiang He lay on the rattan chair in the South Study, silently running the Withering and Flourishing Heart Sutra, and swallowed ten aphid blood stones at the same time.

Five hours passed quickly, and the third main meridian was successfully opened.

[Hint: Your energy value +100]

[Energy value: 1901]

[Hint: Rare skill quality trait · Wither, causing 6%→9% additional wither damage]

A familiar dizziness came, and Jiang He stopped practicing. Just like the human body feels tired, the spirit is not a perpetual motion machine. Five hours of continuous operation is already his current limit.

The sun is at its zenith, and the mangroves outside the window seem to be rippling with golden light. This kind of tree planted and maintained by the palace is very expensive. It is said that every time it snows, you can see the strange sight of fire burning in the snow.

A gray falcon flew into the study from the window, landed on the table and chirped with Wuhe who was combing his feathers.

"Boss, there are three dragon blood weapons, namely the Dragon Blood Bow, Dragon Blood Knife and Dragon Blood Sword, all of which are top-notch in the rare level."

Wu He recounted the story of the Soul Taoist, and then directly stated the investigation results obtained in Daming Sect: "The Soul Taoist killed a dragon in Jianjiang, Yizhou. The Dragon Blood Knife is on the King of Anbei. It used to be the sword of the old prince. The bow was also given to Guo Ju by the old prince. As for the sword, it was stolen from the palace sixty years ago. It was stolen by the gangsters at that time. If you want to track it down, it may take some time."

Jiang He nodded, "Forget about the sword."

The current situation in Daming Prefecture is not clear, but with the outbreak of the conflict last night, the King of Anbei has made a lot of money. In terms of ensuring that Daming Prefecture will not fall, the two sides are allies with the same goal. The more concentrated the power of the King of Anbei is, the more stable the rear is, and the more effective the power of Yizhou to resist the northern barbarians will be, at least it will not collapse at the touch of a button.

At noon, a team of personal guards from the palace returned to Daming Mansion overnight and conveyed the prince's military order to the generals.

First, the palace's backyard guards, that is, the palace's secret spies, will be under the control of the princess from now on.

Second, the Jianghu who assassinated General Chen will be investigated with all efforts. A reward of 1,000 taels of gold will be offered. After receiving the news, you must report to the palace as soon as possible, and the Anbei King will make the decision personally.

Third, Mrs. Chen has caught a cold and cannot leave the hospital in the near future.

Fourth, six days later, the Anbei Dudu Mansion will send troops to eliminate the big bandit Black Mountain Tiger. This matter will be led by Ping Luanbo and Chengbei Dusi Mansion. All Chengbei Mansion soldiers, 1,500 people, can be mobilized.

The personal guard who conveyed the military order went to the palace and held up a golden knife, which was the token of the Anbei King. Compared with the semi-public military order, this kind of personal token of the superior has a higher command power.

"The prince has ordered that Cao Jin, the commander of the North City Military Prefecture, has sided with the Yan family. This time, Cao Jin will accompany the bandits as a deputy general. I hope that the prince will kill him and keep it secret. If anyone misses it, you can use this knife to protect yourself."

The personal soldier handed over the golden knife. This standard knife is the standard of the Anbei Army. The inside is engraved with complex patterns using special technology. The patterns are slightly different. The golden knife of the generals can be used to represent their identities.

Jiang He took the saber, which was equivalent to getting authorization. Even if the matter of privately killing the commander was exposed, the Anbei King would take the responsibility.

"Wait a minute, my prince, there is something for you."

The personal soldier took out a palm-sized wooden box from the bag. After the lid was opened, the tempting fruit fragrance filled the entire southern study. It was the natural treasure of the Jianchi Mountains-the southern persimmon.

The personal guard did not dare to look at it for too long. He handed the wooden box with both hands. This thing has great benefits for the martial arts realm.

"The prince said it was a thank-you gift suitable for the young and the old."

"Got it." Jiang He accepted the southern persimmon. This thing can greatly improve one's comprehension within three minutes. It is a rare helper for cultivation.

The guards left, and Jiang He wrote a transfer order to Huishun, who forwarded it to Zhu Junshou, who was the dispatcher at the time. There were about 300 embroidered envoys with kung fu in the Chengbei Dusi Mansion, and 1,500 palace soldiers under their command, which was theoretically enough to deal with the bandits.

Now the Daming Mansion has entered a state of war readiness. Without the permission of the King of Anbei himself, he has no right to mobilize the Beihuncheng headquarters to withdraw from the front line. The same is true for other generals and lieutenants. The Anbei Dusi Mansion tried its best to avoid the huge omissions caused by the emptiness of the defense nodes.

Jiang He took out three things from the bag of items.

The first one was a thin young man who was in a state of confusion. This guy had been locked in a small dark room and was in a semi-demented state. As long as he heard the three words "Young Master", he would immediately become extremely crazy.

The other two items are the Flame Ant Jade and the Camel Hump Bag. The former can secrete a solution with strong burning properties by chewing trees, while the latter is a special storage tool that can store liquid the size of ten standard swimming pools.

Jiang He said to Wu He, "Give the Flame Ant Jade and Camel Hump Bag to your Bird Corps, and try to fill them up."

"Understood." Wu He nodded. As a dedicated intelligence officer, he was originally half an assistant and was qualified to take on part of the work.

Jiang He patted the head of the little white snake on his neck, and Zhuang Ya fell to the ground and turned into a human form.

"I also have a task for you. It's not difficult, but the time and place must be accurate. We can communicate and retreat at any time through the contract, so you don't have to be too stressed."

Jiang He gave a few instructions. He didn't intend to keep a parasite, but this would be the first time that Zhuang Ya acted alone and was fully responsible for a link. He was a little worried about the other party's execution ability.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Zhuang Ya tilted her head, and the expression on her little face was very serious.

"Understand?"

"I hope so."

Jiang He got up and dismantled some tables, chairs and benches around him, and easily created an airtight coffin. Before the thin young man lay in it, he stuffed a full fifty black gems into his mouth and set the detonation time with the power of the small withered sword finger.

Wu He's eyelids jumped.

Zhuang Ya's hair stood up all over her body, and she instinctively felt a huge threat.

Jiang He wrote two more letters, preparing to send them to the owner of Yanyu Tower and Master Yan respectively.

If Master Yan died while he was out suppressing the bandits, the Yan family could not blame him openly.

Jiang He had never forgotten the previous drum beating to complain, and he had to return it. After all, he was not a player to be bullied. Of course, this matter was generally in line with the purpose of guarding the Daming Mansion.

"The next step is to practice."

Jiang He swallowed the southern persimmon, and his mind suddenly became clear.

The dark power and the bright power surged in his palm. After alternating between the inside and the outside, the two forces gradually entangled together, and finally formed a spiral power.

Three minutes passed in an instant, and the level of the Grandmaster's power was still out of reach.

"Spiral power seems to have a great bonus to armor breaking."

Jiang He gently touched the table, and after a moment, a clear spiral palm print was left.