"It's not difficult to guess that the tripod went deep into the hinterland of Dafu. I originally thought that the Northern Qin court wanted to exchange the life of the servant who held the tripod for the life of my god Yudong.

But I found that when Xiang Ding took action, he didn't look like a dying man at all. He seemed to be very confident that he could lead the seal to be a saint. Sheng Ruyuan and others left Dafu and went to Northern Qin."

Yu Dongshen stared at the red cloud in the distance. A mysterious qi in the red cloud approached at an unimaginable speed.

"Then I thought about the countless powerful people in Northern Qin. I should be considered a figure in the eyes of the Great Zhu King, the Northern Qin Imperial Master, Han Xintai and the three Northern Qin generals.

They go to great lengths to think through many possibilities.

For example, if Xiang Ding never took off my head, then a truly strong man would be needed to clean up the mess."

Yu Dongshen took off the wine seal and threw the wine bottle in his hand to Lu Jing.

Lu Jing lowered his head and saw that the wine in the pot was turbid. The craftsmanship of making wine could not be called exquisite, but there was a kind of roughness in it.

"This wine is very strong. If Mr. Lu Jing can't drink strong alcohol, just have a small drink."

Yu Dongshen said casually, and the silver gun he carried behind him was shining brightly.

Behind him were three hundred soldiers riding tigers, silently saluting Lu Jing.

Lu Jing thought of Taixuanjing and saw the scene in front of Dongshan Lake, and suddenly smiled.

"It seems that not only the Great Candle King of Northern Qin, but also the Imperial Master of Northern Qin wants you to die."

Prince Chong'an took off the silver gun from his back and flicked the gun blade lightly.

The tip of the gun made a clear sound, which was actually a bit desolate.

Yu Dongshen said: "The struggle for power has always been cruel. Emperor Chongtian does not want places like Chong'an and the Three Prefectures to remain firmly in the hands of Prince Yu's Palace.

In addition, Emperor Chongtian has a grand plan, and the three states of Chong'an are very important chess pieces, so it is inevitable that some dirty things will arise."

"When I went to Taixuanjing, the Holy Lord only saw me once and didn't mention the words hereditary and substitute, so I was already prepared."

Lu Jing fell silent and said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be disappointed. Dongshan Lake is far away from several Protectorate Palaces and from Taixuan Capital.

The Northern Qin is coming with a fierce force...even the Eighth Realm monks cannot travel thousands of miles in a moment."

When Nan Fengmian was still in the Duke of Nanguo's Mansion, Lu Jing drank with him all day long at the Duke of Nanguo's Mansion, and he developed a habit of loving wine.

But today, by the Dongshan Lake, Lu Jing looked at the unique flavor of Chong'an liquor in his hand, but he didn't have much desire to drink.

Yu Dongshen was still looking at the approaching red clouds in the distance.

"Why should Mr. Lu Jing comfort me?"

Yu Dongshen held the silver gun in his hand and said with a smile: "Yu Dongshen is dead, and the three states of Chong'an will usher in its new master.

Maybe it was Su Houcang of Dazhu Kingdom, maybe it was Xu Changhe who was currently in the Three Prefectures of Chong'an, or even with the courage of the Holy Lord, it was very possible for Wei Xuanjun to rule the Three Prefectures of Chong'an.

And I, God Yudong, will be buried well and be granted a throne, and there will definitely be people in Taixuan Capital offering incense to me.

And my death can be exchanged for the life of a Northern Qin Tianfu Immortal, maybe..."

When Yu Dongshen said this, the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Perhaps I, the sons of the Three Prefectures of Chong'an, will also have the three hundred thousand sons of the great grandson buried under the city wall of Chong'an."

"The premise is that Emperor Chongtian's plan can indeed reach heaven and earth.

If I die, there will be no one in the Three Prefectures of Chong'an who can conquer the mountains and rivers to defend against foreign enemies. If Grand Duke Sun's soldiers march straight into the Three Prefectures of Chong'an, Dafu and Taixuanjing will definitely pay the price."

Lu Jing listened quietly.

It was suddenly extremely difficult for him to understand what the King in Xuanyi, who was always sitting in the Taixian Hall, was planning.

The god Yudong was buried in Dongshan Lake. Dafu, a proud man of heaven, might be able to endure the pain, but what would happen if the Northern Qin Dynasty broke through the barrier of the three states of Chong'an and set fire to the Central Plains with its chariots?

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Is Emperor Chongtian so confident that he can kill God Yudong and still make the three states of Chong'an stand in front of the Dahuang Mountain?

"No matter what the outcome is, no matter what Emperor Chongtian's plan is, if God Yudong dies, there will definitely be a war in the border areas.

Whether the Three Prefectures of Chong'an win or lose, countless corpses will be laid out under the deserted mountains.

Do the three prefectures of Chong'an, which have always been good at forging countless iron bones, have to put up lights, hang lanterns and post couplets every home again?"

Lu Jing's thoughts flickered, and he felt that the king who was given the word "saint" was contrary to this word.

How can a saint treat all the people in the world as mere pawns and let them live or die at will?

"And I am also one of the chess pieces on Emperor Chongtian's chessboard."

Lu Jing stroked the black gold of Immortal Tu on his waist.

This famous sword was awarded to him by Emperor Chongtian. Lu Jing knew that he was Emperor Chongtian's pawn, but Emperor Chongtian didn't care and didn't even try to cover it up.

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"It's like even if I wear a first-grade sword like the Black Gold of Tu Xian on my waist, Emperor Chongtian is confident that he can control me and make me fall on the chessboard and complete the chessboard."

When Lu Jing thought of this, his expression remained unchanged and his body remained motionless.

But there was a bit more boredom in his eyes.

He saw red clouds approaching in the sky, and a sinister evil spirit like a tornado sweeping across all directions.

He then saw Yu Dongshen turn around and casually said to the three hundred tiger-riding warriors: "The people here are tyrannical. If you ride tigers into Xichuan, you don't have to die here.

If I survive, I will enter the Zhenxi Duhufu via the old road. You can wait for me there for two days.

If I don't arrive in two days, you can go back to the three states of Chong'an on your own."

The faces of the three hundred tiger-mounted warriors were all covered with black helmets, and their expressions could not be clearly seen.

These men riding black tigers and the black tigers seemed to be rooted in the ground, and their bodies did not tremble at all.

Lu Jing became more and more annoyed when he saw the vigor of these tiger-mounted warriors.

"The nine hundred tiger-mounted warriors are still very famous even among the tiger-mounted army that once conquered the world.

Today, six hundred people were lost on this mere Dongshan Lake."

"Is it possible that a person like Yu Dongshen can't escape death?"

Lu Jing frowned and still stood where he was.

Yu Dongshen also frowned like him and said: "Mr. Lu Jing, you reflect the two stars of Taibai Wang and even hold the light of Taibai sword. This is a sword from heaven and rare in the world.

There are many strong men in the world, but you are one of the best among the strong men in the world when you kill Northern Qin, raise a cauldron, and shoot Xiang Ding.

It's just that... the man from Hongyun is a disciple of the great grandson of the Northern Qin Dynasty, named Kong Fanxing. He is a peacock who has become an immortal, and is one of the greatest monsters in the world.

Mr. Lu Jing has helped me a lot, but if I stay here on Dongshan Lake any longer, it will just be one more corpse."

Prince Chong'an spoke sincerely and continued: "Sir, please forgive me, if I can live, I can live even if you are not here.

No matter if I die, even if there are two or three more Dukes of Jing and Lu Jing, they can't save my head."

Lu Jing listened quietly to Prince Chong'an's words.

But a quarter of an hour passed.

The red clouds hundreds of miles away are not far away.

Lu Jing stood there, seemingly thinking about something.

When Yu Dongshen saw Lu Jing in white, he was as motionless as a tree, and there was more sincere admiration in his eyes.

He thrust the silver spear in his hand into the ground, slashed his arms, and saluted Lu Jing with his palms folded.

"Mr. Lu Jing, if I can survive this time, and if you can save your life in the hands of Lord Shuiyun of the West Tower in the sky, I will definitely do what I say.

One day, I will get you the fifth most famous sword in the world."

"The most famous sword in the world has entered the top ten list. Although it is called a first-class famous sword by the world, it has already surpassed the first-class sword.

Once he is ranked fifth on the list, if he can be his master, he can reach the top of the world."

Yu Dongshen saluted, pulled out the silver spear on the ground, and pointed at a black-armored man standing at the front of the three hundred tiger-riding soldiers.

"His name is Shi Daiqing, and he is the head of these nine hundred tiger-mounted soldiers. He was originally supposed to be the twentieth horse-riding soldier under my command.

Mr. Lu Jing, please write down his name."

After Yu Dongshen said this, he turned around resolutely and did not give Lu Jing time to reply.

The billowing energy and blood in his body flowed smoothly, and a divine temple burst out.

There seemed to be a divine spear enshrined in the divine palace, which was so sharp that it seemed to be able to pierce the sky.

A sudden surge of energy.

Yu Dongshen turned into a stream of energy and blood and disappeared into the sky.

Lu Jingxing, who was deep in thought, turned around and was about to take action.

Suddenly.

Clouds and mist suddenly appeared in the sky.

One after another, the sound of the piano came and faintly reached Lu Jing's ears.
To be continued...