Qin Dynasty Novelist

The bloody people from Zilanxuan stimulated the most original heat of the human body, covering the entire Zilanxuan. At night, the outside world was warm and cool, but Zilanxuan reached its limit in the lascivious and lazy atmosphere.

However, if you follow Zi Nu's footsteps and look at the corner of the second floor, it seems that there is a chill in this hot and extravagant area, starting from the quiet room in the corner of the second floor, spreading silently. To the entire Zilanxuan, it even roams through the entire Zilanxuan's ten directions area.

If your cultivation level is sufficient, if you pursue this chill, seek the origin of this chill, you may discover the deep coldness in the depths of the chill and the sharp edge within it. There is a jug of wine on it, several scrolls of bamboo slips, and a set of paper classics on one side.

"You see where they came from?"

Dressed in black brocade clothes, decorated with golden clothes, short white hair shoulder length, and a pair of indifferent eyes, at the moment he is quietly looking at a scroll of bamboo slips, drinking fine wine.

Accompanied by one more person suddenly appearing in the quiet room, the whirlwind moved, the candlelight swayed, and crisp words rang in his ears. Hearing this, Wei Zhuang didn't realize it. , drink it lightly.

The Purple Goddess' expression remained unchanged, and she also knelt down in front of the table, poured herself a glass, and took a sip gracefully.

"It doesn't matter to me who they are!"

A cold response, in the quiet room at this moment, even more indifferent, Zi Lanxuan goes in and out of endless people every day, who are they? To me, they are just humble weak people who lost their nature in the troubled times poor man.

As for the others, they are just passers-by. Who really matters?

"Recently, a lot of things have happened in Xinzheng City. The Heaven and Earth and the Book Pavilion supported by the right guardian of the Qin court were closed by Ji Wuye and the others. Turn to ashes!"

"These things seem to be unrelated, but they are actually the epitome of the chaos of the nations. Maybe the time we have to wait is almost here!"

In Wei Zhuang's words, Zi Nu didn't make any comments, she looked at Wei Zhuang with her eyes emitting a lavender light, and a trace of care and concern spread. In the whole Xinzheng, there is only one man who is worthy of doing this.

"The one who is in the middle, the way of heaven and earth. To change yin and yang, to open and close at four seasons to transform all things!"

"I've waited so long and don't mind waiting!"

He has been waiting for a long time since going down the mountain, but he can understand that, as the descendant of Guigu, such a long dormant death-like state was originally what he hated the most.

What is vertical and horizontal?

Everything in the world is still in a state of vertical and horizontal, not vertical and horizontal, the sky and the earth move slightly, Yin and Yang begin to divide, and when Yin and Yang divide, they are opened and closed, and the way of vertical and horizontal is manifested when they are opened.

First of all, the round and square gates, even if they can be restored, do not lose their speed, so they are called Tianshu!

Rather than cutting in hastily, he would rather wait for a real celestial pivot point, from which he can retreat, advance, vertically or horizontally, stir up the general trend of the situation, and change the world.

But now, although Xinzheng is out of the static state, he is not far enough away from the Yuanfang portal he expected, and it is far from enough, unless there is someone who is willing to break the real balance and is willing to truly divide Yin and Yang.

"I'll wait with you!"

Zi Nu nodded slightly, the previous enchanting charm was gone, there was only calmness, she looked at the man in front of her who was immersed in the bamboo slips again, and said softly.

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"Ji Wuye, Lord Hou asked me to give you a sentence!"

Hu Julong is located in the core area of ​​the middle east of Xinzheng City. Looking down from the top of the mountain in the distance, the most majestic place in the city is the General's Mansion. Strong soldiers patrol back and forth, adding to the majesty.

A capable waiter walks around in it, and a graceful maid also shuttles through the huge general's mansion. If it is usual, the entire hall of the general's mansion must be filled with charming voices, full of spring.

However, today's general hall is filled with a sliver of absolute silence. In the wordless silence, there is also a touch of mockery and contempt mixed in. The chill in the entire hall is much heavier.

In the clear sky, in the main hall of the General's Mansion, the doors and windows are open, the breeze is blowing in all directions, the red veils are floating, the light is flowing, and the figures in the hall are reflected on the slightly smooth floor.

Dark steel armor is added to the body, and the fiery red cloak hangs behind him. He is more than six feet tall and stands quietly at the head of the hall. .

Hearing the words of the man in front of the hall, Ji Wuye clenched his hands tightly. If he had enough strength, Ji Wuye felt that he would prevent the other party from leaving the General's Mansion, and definitely prevent him from seeing the sun tomorrow.

There is a figure standing on the left and right sides of the body, a man and a woman. The man is dressed in dark black clothes, with black feathers on his shoulders, and his face is handsome and evil. Long hair, blue silk like willow like catkins.

"What?"

Ji Wuye was silent for more than a dozen breaths, staring at the person in front of him with a pair of shining eyes, an invisible domineering air spread, for ten years, as a general of South Korea, with power in his hands, he wanted to see that Wen Xinhou Still want to come up with some tricks.

It's true, back then, I borrowed his strength to get to where I am today, but now in South Korea, in Xinzheng, no one can tell me what to do, not even Wen Xinhou.

"The humble will always be humble!"

"In addition, Wen Xin awaits the order to immediately hand over the Taoist Xuanqingzi's sword, withdraw all suppression of the heaven and earth and the Book Pavilion, and pay the heaven and earth [-] gold, otherwise Xuanqingzi will be angered, and ten Ji Wuye will not be enough to kill of!"

Standing in the main hall of the Great General's Mansion, this man was dressed in black and strong, holding an extremely slender long sword. The sword's power shrouded it was ethereal and unpredictable.

If Zhou Qing were here, maybe he would know this person. In the past, when he broke into Wenxinhou's mansion, he held a top killer with a snare at the end of the sword of killing souls, and when he wanted to save Gan Luo, he encountered a short-sighted man. Turning soul sword master.

Yu Ji Wuye's anger and humiliation were directly ignored by the Sword Master Miehun. A mere innate peak martial artist who slashes and kills with his sword at will, if it is not useful to Lord Xiangbang, how can it help him grow to this point.

Now it seems that there are some auras of wanting to be self-reliant, wanting to get rid of the snare, wanting to be self-contained, is this... possible?A lowly person is a lowly person who has suddenly ascended to a high position and is already lost in power.

"Ji Wuye, still not accepting orders?"

Seeing that Ji Wuye's aura seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the two attendants beside him were also ready to move, the Miehun Sword Master was looking forward to it. If Ji Wuye really did it, he would have reasons to kill him.

"Parrotry, go to the warehouse and get that sword!"

"Mo Ya, hold my order, and the Emerald Tiger will give out fifty thousand gold!"

"So, can Wen Xinhou be satisfied?"

Even though he was not resentful of the wanton and rampant words, arrogant tone, and contemptuous gaze of the person in front of him, everything made Ji Wuye feel as if he had not risen back then.

Thinking back to the ups and downs of the past ten years, his hands were clenched even tighter, the true energy in his body was surging, his eyes were full of fierceness, his heart was determined to kill him himself, but the warrior's instinct told himself that maybe he might die just as soon as he made a move.

As the words fell, the two men and women beside them immediately bowed their hands, and the stream of light flashed, like an arrow flying from the string, the movement was very fast, and it disappeared!

"South Korea is here, and your power is there. Back then, Lord Hou was despised and neglected by the Duke of Eastern Zhou in Luoyi. A few years later, he personally terminated the dragon veins of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and all the nobles surnamed Ji were beheaded."