Qin Dynasty Novelist

"Anything on your mind?"

Watching a string on the qin break, a charming woman in purple uttered a crisp sound.

"I suddenly remembered him just now."

"Sister Zi Nu, after such a long time, has the matter of Chu State not been settled yet?"

She was dressed in a bright red dress, and her hair was tied up with gold and jade pearl hairpins. Just now, for some reason, she was startled suddenly, as if something major had happened, and her inner strength was moving, that's how it was.

The Zilan Pavilion has already been built, and they have stayed here for a long time.

However, he hasn't returned yet.

"Soon, according to the information I have collected recently, maybe...the affairs of Chu State in the past few days can be settled."

Zi Nu has been paying attention to Wei Zhuang's whereabouts. In recent years, the strength of Chu's prince has increased greatly, and Li Yuan is no longer able to compete with him. In addition, Qin will attack Zhao next year.

For the state of Chu, it is very important to decide on major events before the beginning of spring next year.

"Can Zhao Guo survive?"

Although it took a year for Qin to destroy South Korea, South Korea did not have much resistance after all. The three Jins were the most important, and Zhao was the strongest, but... Zhao is also in some chaos now.

"Maybe...can last for a while longer."

Zi Nu thought for a while and gave a response.

Afterwards, the piano pavilion fell into a strange silence. After half a stick of incense, the sound of the piano reappeared, which was quite different from the previous brisk and ethereal, mixed with a little dullness and deepness.

******

"Who are you waiting for?"

Cang Wei tightly held the sword of Chengying with one hand, and the mysterious light in his body was running at full speed. On the two of them, they felt a great threat at this moment. The difference between life and death was nothing more than that.

"Old friend, we are still one step late after all."

The old man in the brocade robe of phoenix and flames held a long sword in his arms, and looked at the situation around Zhang Huatai at this moment. Soldiers surrounded him, and the old family suffered many casualties. Although there were signs of military chaos outside the palace, things had already happened.

"If it doesn't break, it won't stand."

The old man in the cyan yin and yang Taoist robe moved slightly, walked to the side of Wei Zhuang next to the stairs, sighed lightly, and flipped his hands, a milky white pill with a cloud and mist vision appeared.

Fill it directly into his mouth, spread the profound power with one hand, and land on Wei Zhuang's chest, dissipate the power of the elixir with his own body, and repair the injuries in Wei Zhuang's body.

"This person actually conspired to sacrifice the lineage of the Chu Kingdom, he should be killed!"

As a sacrificial priest of the same lineage of the Chu royal family, for several years, Yu Gongzi Xiangchu had noticed it a long time ago, and even the brocade in the other party's hand had already noticed it.

That was not only a mockery of the priest lineage, but also a mockery of the entire Chu State.

Coupled with the wishes of many old families, a few days ago... the priest's lineage has agreed to come forward today, and please come up with the method of checking the special bloodline of Tian Wenjian and Xiong's lineage.

Unexpectedly, their lineage of sacrifices was also bought by Li Yuan so much that they were not able to come here at the first time. Looking at the old families who died, it seemed that the Chu State was bound to be chaotic.

"You seized the inheritance of Guigu's lineage?"

The old man in the cyan Taoist robe also said that the elixir in Wei Zhuang's body had already melted, so it should not be a serious problem.

Chu Nangong, this person plans to plot against Guigu's disciples, and it will come to an end in the future.

The spiritual sense spread and landed on Cang Yu's body, a steady voice fell, his eyes burst into mysterious light, and he looked directly at Cang Yu.

"Yes, so what?"

"No, so what?"

Cang Wei smiled coldly, already guessing the identities of the two in his heart, but so what.

Yang Zhu is in the same vein, and has never been afraid of anyone.

"Many years ago, I had a discussion with Master Yang Sheng of Yang Zhu's lineage, and we had a very good acquaintance."

"Unexpectedly, Yang Sheng was killed by Tianzong Xuanqingzi, and you, as the inheritor of Yang Zhu, want to make friends with him. Wouldn't it be a disappointment to Yang Sheng's cultivation?"

The old man in Lieyan Jinpao looked at Cangzhu, and he had already figured out his identity. He was a descendant of Yang Zhu's lineage. Logically speaking, he should have stayed in Daliang City, but now he appeared in Shouchun.

He also helped Li Yuan to stabilize his position and reorganize the state of Chu. If it takes another two or three years, everything is really unknown.

"There is life and there is death, and everyone is like this."

"I am so old that I can't even see through this point, Chu State... really has no hope."

The sword in Cang's hand turned, and he responded coldly.

"Yellow-mouthed kid."

"Should kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man Lie Yan on the Zhang Huatai frowned, and looked at Cang Wei again. This man was rebellious, and he was as good as the message he received.

Over the past few years, he has killed Mohist disciples, farmer disciples, and hundreds of disciples. Now that the other party has approached the small achievement of transforming gods, it is his cultivation. Sure enough, he has gone further, and there are not many Zhu Xiajian who can keep him.

The long sword in his hand shook, and the flames on his body surfaced faintly. A domineering golden sword energy burst out from the sword and landed directly on the top of Cang Mi's head.

puff!

With his own strength, Cang Ju held the shadow-bearing sword to meet him. It was boundless, and he would collapse at the touch. His whole body was instantly defeated, and his figure retreated dozens of steps.