Hidden Blade Chapter 103: Long Yu Shangbin


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"Xunyang Jiangtou sees off at night, and the maple leaf and digi flowers are in the autumn."

"The master dismounts the horse and the passenger is on the boat, and he wants to drink without the orchestra."

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In Feiyanzhai, a woman dressed in green yarn embraces the pipa and sings quietly.

A middle-aged man in front of him, described as sloppy, sits on a low couch with a glass of sake, shakes his head and looks drunk.

"I haven't listened to it for several years, Tsing Yi's singing voice is still so beautiful." The middle-aged man sighed sincerely.

This is not a particularly harmonious picture.

Whether it is the man's rough appearance or his dirty clothes, they are incompatible with this extraordinarily decorated room and the glamorous appearance of the Tsing Yi woman.

Zheng.

The woman's fingertips walking on the pipa string suddenly stopped, and there was a harsh, unvoiced sound on the pipa string.

The woman raised her head, looking at the man inexplicably.

"The child has entered the urn, when will you wait?"

The woman asked, with undue concern and anxiety in her tone.

The man smiled indifferently, he raised the wine glass again and shook his respect to the woman.

"May the first seat not also enter the urn? How can you still be free to chat with me here?"

When the woman heard the words, the expression on her face was stagnant, and then her eyes fell gloomy, "It seems that in these years, we have experienced many things that the other party could not even think of."

The man sighed and said: "Tsing Yi, I really can't see through you."

The look on the woman's face became more and more gloomy. She didn't speak, but the cold light reflected in those eyes fell straight on the man.

"You know that Xiaohan is not a real dragon, and you also know this dragon-snake twinning method, but you don't talk to Zhu Xian. Instead, you lure him into the urn all the way. Who is behind you? What do you want to do? "

The woman smiled faintly and fiddled with the lute in front of her again.

"You are all pawns in the game. No one will know how big this game is until the end."

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The night is getting darker.

After a night of carnival, Chang'an City fell into silence again.

A horse-drawn carriage drove slowly on the streets of Chang'an City, and the wooden wheels pressed over the bluestone slabs of Chang'an Street, making a reel sound, echoing in the silent long street.

The white cloth was tied to the right arm in the carriage, and the naked boy sat down. He lowered his head and looked cold, not knowing what he was thinking.

An old man in a red robe opposite him was sitting with his eyes closed, as if he was closing his eyes and resting.

"Palace Master's cultivation progressed so fast, but it surprised the old man." After a long silence, the old man suddenly said.

The young man smiled bitterly when he heard the words. Mr. Deer’s cultivation has almost touched the edge of the fairyland. His three-legged cat skills may be a try to deal with others, but in front of Mr. Deer, there can only be destruction. To describe it, he was defeated just by touching him slightly.

"Who is the real dragon?" Xu Han thought for a while before asking in a deep voice.

"Who is the real dragon, does it really matter?" the old man raised his head and asked.

Xu Han was taken aback, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"So this time it's my turn, isn't it?"

Mr. Deer didn’t understand the meaning of the boy’s words. He thought about it and said sincerely: "In fact, the lord of the palace is very good, even when the master is here, it may not necessarily Will do better than Palace Lord."

When Xu Han heard the words, he raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him. He said, "But these are not really important. Are they?"

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Fate, right? "

At that time, the young man looked straight at the old man, his eyes were so clear, he couldn't find half of the anger or hatred the old man expected. Some are just puzzled, just confused.

The old man's heart was stinged at that time, and the coldness that he tried to disguise with all his strength showed signs of being melted at that moment.

He didn't understand why the Master would find such a young man to be the abandoned son of the Dragon and Snake Twins. Perhaps Xu Han had done a little more wanton and indulged, and at this moment the old man's guilt would be reduced a bit.

But in fact, Xu Han has done so well, so good that people can't find any fault, so good that the old man's heart will inevitably feel guilty.

But at this point, they have no way of turning back.

Between the peace and prosperity and the chaos of the common people, these sacrifices are ultimately worthwhile.

So the old man suppressed the softness in his heart, lowered his head again, and stopped speaking.

The carriage stopped suddenly.

Xu Han looked out the window through the gap in the carriage. They came to the door of Tiance Mansion. Mr. Lu didn't intend to get off the bus. Instead, the door of Tiance Mansion was slowly opened, and a figure appeared in many places. The Tiance mansion army crowded down to the gate of the mansion. The night was too rich, and the people wrapped it too tightly, so Xu Han could not see the person's appearance.

Then another carriage slowly stopped beside Xu Han's carriage, and then the man was sent to the carriage.

So the two carriages moved again.

Xu Han knew that the direction they were going this time was Putian Temple in Dazhou.

At this moment, it is finally coming.

Xu Han retracted his gaze from the window, looked at the old man beside him again, and asked: "That car is a real dragon, isn't it?"

The old man nodded and responded softly: "Yeah."

After such a simple conversation, the two fell silent again, and the forcible sound of two carriages echoed in the city of Chang'an.

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At the same time, in front of the gate of the Putian Palace, an old man in black is holding a scarlet long sword, standing proudly.

Zhu Xian, holding the military and political affairs of the Great Zhou Dynasty, led the people to pay respectful respects to the old man, "This is a dangerous and dangerous trip, and all the people in the world are tied to the immortal Sikong."

The old man in black nodded faintly when he heard the words.

"The first lord, don't worry, after today, the world will be surnamed Zhu." After saying this, the old man had a strong look on the people, and finally fell on the purple-robed young man in the crowd.

The old man took a deep look at him, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

He suddenly turned around, ignored everyone, and walked towards the towering palace gate.

"This is the Great Zhou Palace, anyone who enters into it will die!"

An angry shout came from the palace wall, and the imperial army surged from the palace gate like a tide.

The old man in black walking forward alone~IndoMTL.com~ doesn't seem to hear such an angry shout, he still walks his stomach unhurriedly.

The leader of the Forbidden Army wrinkled his brows, and only heard a crunch, the long sword on his waist was unsheathed, and hundreds of Forbidden Army soldiers behind him also pulled out the swords on his waist at that time.

The dazzling sword shone with a sorrowful glow in the dark night, like the eyes of an evil spirit crawling out of hell.

At that time, the eyes of the old man in black were oozing blood.

A black dragon suddenly emerged from his body and whizzed away.

Therefore, hundreds of imperial soldiers turned into a rain of blood at that time, drenched and stained the outside of Putian Palace in blood red.

The old man stepped on the corpses all over the floor, bathed in the rain of blood, and walked towards the depths of the palace of Da Zhou.

"Linglong Pavilion is blank."

"For the sake of peace, to save the common people."

"Your Majesty, Long Yushang, please!"


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