The goshawk flutters its wings high in the sky, like a floating leaf falling into the sea of ​​clouds.
Cloud-like flocks of sheep swim in the blue sea.
In the most prominent royal court on the grassland, in a certain golden royal tent.
The well-trained guard opened the curtain, and a general walked in and knelt down on one knee: "Your Highness, Zhao Rucheng has left the grassland, and his gold-seal and iron books are hanging under the beam."
In the tent, Helian Yunyun was sitting in front of the mirror, with two female officials surrounding her, dressing her up.
Her sky-blue eyes were reflected in the mirror, showing no emotion.
Although the news is so sudden.
Although she is paving the way for Zhao Rucheng's next promotion, helping him create opportunities and move his position... although she is already preparing for the engagement.
But at this moment she was calm: "Interesting. Do you want to resign and hang your seal?"
The female officer who painted her eyebrows said nothing, and the female officer who combed her hair didn't seem to hear anything.
The half-kneeling general lowered his head.
Helian Yunyun chuckled and said, "This is to imitate his good brother in Qi."
"But Jiang Wang won the leader of the Yellow River for Qi State, subdued the genius of Jing State at Xingyue Yuan, penetrated a battlefield in Southern Xia, suppressed disasters and won the hearts of the people, and sacrificed his life for countless people. He is outstanding in the demon world and the mythical world.
Performance. Qi State has received a return that far exceeds the bet..." The female officer combing her hair was a little unhappy: "What Zhao Ru did to become Mu Guo was not as much as what he got in Mu Guo."
"This is called deep brotherhood!" Helian Yunyun commented.
The half-kneeling general continued to report: "There is a letter left in the room, which should be for His Highness."
He held the envelope out with both hands.
But the azure color smudged the envelope, and at the next moment, it was like a mirror being shattered. The fragments of the letter were scattered in the air, immersed in the space, and there were no traces left.
Helian Yunyun's tone was understatement: "Everyone is gone, what letter are you reading?"
There was a moment of solemnity in the tent.
After a while, the half-kneeling general asked for instructions: "How to deal with this matter...?"
"We should deal with it as we should, with the interests of the country as our top priority." Helian Yunyun said quietly: "Since he has left me, you don't have to worry about me anymore."
The half-kneeling general said: "The family property was confiscated, the name was removed from the golden book, and Cang Yu's wanted list...the crime is the same as treason."
The protection that the Mu Kingdom once gave to Zhao Rucheng must now be taken back.
Helian Yunyun didn't speak. He just waved his hand.
So the general stood up and slowly retreated out.
The curtain with the color of the sky fell down, and then the door of the heart was closed.
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There was a low buzzing sound when the huge stone door was pushed open.
It's like those unbearable whispers in this depressing world.
You can't even scream. People's shouting in the face of pain is sometimes regarded as weakness.
This is the State of Chu.
This is Luoshan.
This is the purgatory of mountains and seas.
The scarred-faced man on the tower lowered his overly depressed eyes and saw Zhu Weiwo, who had hair like withered grass and a spear slanted on his shoulder, walking out of the valley.
The uniforms are indescribably clean, and their faces are still stained with blood.
The demeanor that has been described seems to have nothing to do with this person.
The scarred-faced man's voice was like stone chips peeling off a rock, with a thick, rough air of death: "Gone?"
Zhu Wei, I have been here for a while and have nothing but cultivation.
Of course he is familiar with the gatekeeper of this mountain.
But it's only as familiar as it looks.
They never talked to each other in the past.
Now when I hear this question, I just say: "Ah, let's go."
The scarred mountain guard didn't speak anymore. He sat on the high tower and looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.
And Zhu Weiwo just walked forward, silently and tenaciously, walking into a lonely black spot on the winding mountain road of Luoshan Mountain.
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Scattered black spots flow on the river bank.
They are arranged in a vertical line, just parallel to the long river.
The river was calm on this day, and the voices of people walking on the bank unconsciously became softer.
"Let me say, boss." The ruthless voice of the Rogue King echoed in his hood: "Didn't you say that this mission is very important? Why are only a few of us here?"
Yin Guan, with long hair draped over his shoulders, walked into the wind: "There is no point in others coming."
Except for him, everyone in the group was wearing a mask, and at first glance they all looked like they were not good people.
Inside the gate of bones on the mask are written respectively "Chujiang", "Guan", "Song Emperor" and "Equality".
It is not difficult to find that the Yamas who are traveling with us today are all gods with fighting power.
King Wuguan couldn't help but ask: "Where is King Biancheng?"
Yin Guan smiled: "You miss him very much?"
It was quite strange for a corpse to have difficulty breathing, but the King of Warlocks did feel that his breathing was not very smooth at the moment. Probably because this newly acquired corpse was not coordinated enough, he twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a forced smile: "
It’s just a concern between colleagues.”
Yin Guan said "Oh": "Next time you care in person, you don't have to go through me."
The Rook King stopped talking.
But as the leader, Yin Guan still explained: "I don't know why he refused to participate. Maybe he is really busy, or maybe this task does not conform to his principles."
He complained quite a bit: "The organization is constantly getting new blood, and it can be said that it is full of vitality and has an endless source of activity. But he is always the one with the most problems."
Although King Wu Guan is familiar with death and danger, he can't help but feel strange when he hears this - you don't care if someone in the organization dies in battle and Yama replaces people at every turn, is it called "vibrant and endless"?
The leader is indeed the leader.
He rubbed his vocal cords and said in a dry voice: "In other words, King Bian Cheng, who was not involved in the mission, knew what the mission was and then refused it. But we who participated in the mission still don't know the specifics of the mission until now.
detail."
Yin Guan said quietly: "This mission is very confidential. You only need to know the reward of the mission. I will arrange the specific execution details when we get to the place. Or..."
He turned back to look at King Wu Guan: "When you become as strong as King Bian Cheng, you can also make the same request as him."
The Rogue King quickly raised his hands: "I'm not making a request. I'm just... chatting casually."
"If you have any objections to this mission, you can still choose to withdraw." Today, Yin Guan's voice was like a waveless river, so calm that it made people a little scared: "But if you continue to follow me, I will treat you as
I have received your promise to complete the mission to the death. After arriving at the destination, all my orders cannot be disobeyed."
Everyone in Hell No Gate knows very well what it means to disobey King Qin Guang's order.
The Rogue King was the first to express his stance: "Boss, you know me. I am loyal and reliable, and I obey orders!"
"Who is killing but not killing? This is what we do." Emperor Song said: "As long as you give enough money, you can kill whomever you want. If the target is those hypocritical Song people, I can give you a discount!"
King Pingping said slowly: "Everyone has come."
King Chu Jiang did not speak.
King Chu Jiang does not need to speak.
Yin Guan laughed and said to the Song Emperor: "I thought that if I killed the people of the Song Dynasty... you would be willing to stick to it a little bit."
To be continued...