From the bedroom hall, the dark blue night sky, stars like falling, deep and vast, xuanyuanjue tall figure standing in the night wind, robes flying, imperial spirit, looming.

"It's a long night. It's deep and heavy. Does his highness seem to be worried?" A cold voice sounded not far away. There was a handsome young man in white sitting in a wheelchair in the huge courtyard.

It was beiminghuan, xuanyuanjue was not surprised, but also expressionless, "what are you doing here?"

"His highness seems to have forgotten what he promised me?" North Ming Huan a smile, remind Xuan Yuan Jue before and his agreement.

Xuanyuanjue said coldly, "don't you want to be the head of Beiming family? This palace will help you. "

"In fact, I knew from the beginning that the Phoenix blood jade was always on the crown princess." "And, you can't give it to me."

Xuanyuanjue had heard of the wisdom of the third son of the northern underworld. His cool eyes fell on each other's wheelchair, full of coldness. "Yes, no matter you or beimingkun, no one can really take it away."

Beiminghuan said, "do you believe it? I never wanted to take it away

"I believe it." Xuanyuanjue suddenly turned around, "although this palace will help you, if you visit again later in the night, this palace can't guarantee that you will be unharmed."

Staring at xuanyuanjue's noble figure away, beiminghuan's clear eyes gradually become unfathomable. Xuanyuanjue is indeed a born king.

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Front camp.

"Changqing." He lanyue looked at the king of Jiangxia who had not moved for an hour and said, "do you really want to tell Xueer everything?"

Changqing was silent. He was experiencing a battle between heaven and man in his heart. God gave him a big problem. Facing thousands of enemy troops, the king of Jiangxia, who could not even frown, was now facing a very difficult situation.

It started two hours ago.

In fact, in the first World War of Heishui River, 20000 soldiers were killed, and his father died in the war, and almost the whole army was annihilated. In such a strange situation, Baili Changqing was not without doubt, especially when he cut off the food and grass in the first World War of Asahi, which made his doubts surge again. Was it really an accident that his father died in the war that year?

Bai Li Changqing keeps quiet and has been sending people to investigate secretly. Maybe it's his destiny. When he receives Xueer's secret letter, Chu Yao finds a key witness.

He was a middle-aged man in his forties, but because he was poor and ragged, he looked like he was in his fifties, with a pair of smart triangular eyes on his dark face.

"Wang Ye, his name is Li Si. Twelve years ago, he was a villager of Heishui village."

At that time, after Marshal Baili's whole army was destroyed, the North Vietnam iron hoof invaded and the nearby villages were trampled on. The whole village was destroyed and almost razed to the ground, and the villagers were almost dead and injured. They no longer exist. It is believed that the old Marshal's blessing in the spirit of heaven can help to find the surviving villagers.

When did Li Si, who has been at the bottom of the story, see such a person as king Jiang Xia? Scared legs are soft, "Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me..."

Jiang Xia King's solemn and cold eyes made Li Si almost unable to stand up, "what's life to spare?"

Seeing that Li Sizhan was trembling and couldn't say a complete word for a long time, Chu Yao suddenly lost his patience and kicked him with one foot. He said angrily, "tell the king what you said after you were drunk."

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