The Supervisory Court saw the death of Emperor Qing in Dadongshan, because the news of the death of Emperor Qing in Dadongshan had been returned. No matter how the court changes, the thieves always have to pay the price, and Qingguo always has to take revenge.

The huge system of the entire Supervisory Office began to operate, and the spies lurking in various countries exerted their respective energy at the same time, constantly conveying messages to the yard.

The yellow flowers were long gone, and the dilapidated courtyard became even more dilapidated. The old man sitting in a wheelchair became much older in an instant, and his black and white hair was all white all night, just like the white silk in his hand.

Fei Jie should be traveling in the Western Continent now. Yan Ruohai was not short of this and could live up to his old age. Shadow went to Dongyi City. However, with that child, he could not kill Sigujian, but he would not die. As for Fan Xian... the eldest princess is not worth worrying.

Chen Pingping laughed. If it were normal, how could she care about these things?

He threw the white silk on the beam, and his limp legs seemed to be rejuvenated. He stood up for the first time in more than 20 years. He stood tremblingly in the wheelchair and tied the white silk.

"Your Majesty, I'm here."

The emperor was not killed by him, but without him, the emperor would not die, at least he would not die so quickly. In a sense, the emperor died because of him.

Since that's the case, the matter was settled, he was still His Majesty's dog at this moment, the eunuch Chen Wuchang of that year, and the Chen Pingping of the Supervision Institute who led the black cavalry of the Supervision Institute to rush to the savior for thousands of miles.

His legs left the wheelchair, like a dead tree swaying on the white silk, and then died peacefully.

...

"This is his choice. You should know that no one has ever been able to influence the dean's wishes. Since he wants to die, let him go." Fei Jie did not take a boat to play in the Western continent. He looked at Fan Xian, who was not busy fighting with the eldest princess, and his tone was very choked.

Fan Xian felt sad, his eyes were slightly red because the old lame man who treated him like a son and a nephew was dead.

"It's okay to die, it's okay to die."

...

...

"I didn't expect that one day I would sit in a wheelchair like that old lame man, and have someone push him in a wheelchair." Sigu Jian coughed. Every time he said something, it seemed as if he was talking about it with his life.

Ye Qi pushed him on the road to the low mountain. The disciples on the mountain did not dare to speak. After seeing the two, they lowered their heads very low, and then looked at them with their eyes, but their noses and eye sockets were red.

"Just just received the news that Chen Pingping is dead."

"Living too tired, poor person."

Ye Qi did not deny the statement of Sigu Jian. Chen Pingping was indeed very tired. He met that woman countless years ago, and then he suddenly realized that he was a man with a gun. At that time, for him, that woman must have shone the most wonderful light from heaven to the world. However, later, the woman died and was killed by his master. What should he do?

"Actually, I think you are quite pitiful."

Sigu Jian coughed a few times and said, "I don't know if it's the person about to die or the murderous intentions he has vented over the years. I feel that I'm not pitiful at all, but it's a bit hateful."

Ye Qi pushed him on a gravel road, and the wheelchair bumped, causing his wound to hurt a little.

"Hahaha, I'll be influenced by your ten thousand years of ice. Just fight for this, and I'll have no regrets if I die."

Ye Qi curled his lips, looked at him disdainfully, and said, "You are very narcissistic."

Then, the two were silent, and then Ye Qi pushed the Sigujian to the highest point of the low mountain. Here you can see the mountain courtyard on the mountainside, the dense forest, and a small pond in front of a row of thatched huts.

"You used the stupidest method."

Sigujian looked at a white cloud floating in the north and said, "Fuck his grandma, Emperor Qing is like a big turtle. There is no need to be such a stupid method. I believe he will keep hiding in the Kyoto of Qing Kingdom until I and Kuhe are dead. Then you are the only one left. How can you kill Emperor Qing in the palace? Even if there are two more you, even if you don't know where you got the weapon that the heroine of the Ye family killed Prince Qing Kingdom from then on.

This method is stupid, but it is very useful and absolutely effective, and in the end it proved.”

Ye Qi looked at Ning Jing's sword hut and agreed to the other party's words.

...

At this time, on the mountain road that the two of them had just walked, a swordsman appeared. The swordsman was a middle-aged man. Because he had not seen the sun for a long time, his face was extremely pale. Today, he no longer wore black clothes like he used to be wrapped in the night, but was wearing white clothes that were as dazzling as snow.

When he saw the two people on the top of the mountain looking at him, he held them very firmly on the hilt of the sword, drew his sword, and stabbed them straight, and then the sword light filled the entire low mountain in an instant.

This sword is extremely ordinary, without any change or any accumulation of momentum, just pulling out the sword and stabbing it out.

The fundamental purpose of swordsmanship is to kill people. The simplest and most powerful way to kill people is to take action and then the person dies. Therefore, this simple sword is also the most powerful sword for the swordsman.

He came from Qingguo. Every time he walked through an inch of land, his sword intent would be stronger. Every time he saw a mountain, his will to kill was stronger, so his sword was still very powerful.

However, although Sigu Jian was about to die, he was still a great master, and Ye Qi, he was a great master.

The sword of the visitor stopped in front of Sigu Jian, and stopped in front of a sword, and then the sword began to shatter and turned into powder.

...

"I said, you can't have a chance, even though now is your best time to take action." Ye Qi looked at the shadow kneeling on the ground and gritted his teeth. After his words fell, his sword stabbed Shadow's forehead.

"Save him." Sigu Jian said.

Ye Qi's sword stopped and looked behind him in surprise. The unslaughtered swordsman was also looking at him in surprise.

"I said, I'm actually a bit hateful."

The shadow didn't know what he felt, and he stood up and left without looking back.

...

Half a year later, to celebrate the stability of the government in the country, Fan Xian, with the power of the Supervision Bureau, former Prime Minister Lin Ruofu, and Minister of Revenue Fan Jian in the court, overwhelmed the eldest princess, the crown prince and the second prince, and helped the young third prince to ascend the throne.

After licking his wounds, Qingguo began to retaliate against Northern Qi and Dongyi City. However, the two countries had already expected today and were prepared early and did not suffer much loss.

At the same time, because of the cold weather in the north, the barbarians on the snowy land moved south and merged with many Western Hu tribes in the western border of Nanqing, which greatly increased the power of Western Hu, which had been in a low position for many years. Nanqing was forced to withdraw his troops, and the eastern continent faintly showed a state of confrontation but vague balance.

One day, Jianlu, Sigujian held Ye Qi's hand tightly and asked a question that he had wanted to ask very early: "Where did you come from, you are a broken boy? I don't believe that Fan Jian can give birth to a species like you."

However, this sentence used up his last chance. He closed his eyes and never opened it again without waiting for Ye Qi to reply.

On this day, the people in Dongyi City were wearing mourning clothes, and their crying sounded like a move.

(Thanks to my favorite Ivan for his 100-coin reward. This volume is over. Don’t be reluctant to leave. The road ahead is long. Please look forward to it.)
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