Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

Di'an, the Royal Palace.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant by the Zenith Lake, and the misty rain after the rain has dispelled the summer heat.

Two old men who had been together all their lives were walking on the tree-lined path next to the lake embankment. The faint light shone on them through the chirping of birds in the trees, attracting the attention of the man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

The old man raised his eyes and stared at the blue birds jumping on the treetops, and said coldly:

"I found that since the year before last, the two of us have met more and more often."

The middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing stopped and his voice could not tell the emotion in his heart:

"That's not a good thing."

The old man looked back, with a hint of meaning in his deep old eyes:

"What? People in the Great Yan world who want to see me are like the Qing across the river. When you become the prime minister, you will become a bad person."

The middle-aged man looked at her but said nothing.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head slightly and continued to move forward:

"Also, the more times we meet, the more things happen outside."

Smelling the fragrance of the earth after the rain in the forest, the middle-aged man followed slowly and asked following the words:

"So for which of these things does your Majesty summon your ministers here?"

The old man lowered his eyes and did not answer immediately, but said quietly:

"I once thought that the person leading the war in the north was that girl under you or Zong Qingsheng, but recently I found that my perception seemed to be wrong, and it was very wrong."

The middle-aged man stared at the old man's back and asked calmly:

"Isn't it because of Wu Yuan that the victory in the northern border war was achieved?"

The old man in yellow robe squinted his eyes and stared sharply at his confidant behind him for a few breaths, then shook his head and said slowly:

"Wu Yuan does have this ability, but I haven't sent her to that level yet."

Having said this, the old man in yellow robe withdrew his gaze and did not continue talking.

He was waiting, waiting for the person behind him to speak.

After the two of them walked dozens of steps together, the middle-aged man's voice slowly reached his ears:

"Zhenxi Mansion will soon be overthrown by the sect."

"Are you surprised?"

"Before this, I knew that the sect would settle elsewhere, but I was not sure whether it would be Zhu Chaoxian, let alone in what way."

Zhu Chaoxian, the original name of Zhenxihou, was the original name before he was given a surname.

Li Yao

"It seems that my prime minister is not able to monitor all aspects of my world."

As he spoke, Li Yaoxuan shook his head slightly, put one hand behind his back, and said leisurely:

"I have never had a high opinion of Zhu Chaoxian. He is just a martial artist. It is only natural that Zhenxi Mansion has evolved to what it is now."

Regarding this, Xu Yinhe did not deny it, but said:

"Your Majesty, don't you have anything to say about the changes in Zhenxi Mansion?"

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While they were talking, the two of them had already walked out of the woods, and their field of vision suddenly broadened. They saw the blue sky, the deep lake, white birds coming to visit, and the breeze blowing through the endless green grass. It was quiet and peaceful.

Looking at this beautiful scenery, Li Yaoxuan stepped forward with a chuckle, his already slightly slender body bathed in the sun:

"Xiangguo, you look very anxious."

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Xu Yinhe stopped in the shadow of the woods, staring at the other person's back but did not step forward immediately.

Li Yaoxuan ignored the reactions of the people behind him and continued to walk forward, asking softly about irrelevant things:

"Xiangguo, do you think we can win in the north and how can we defeat the barbarians and sects in the north?"

Xu Yinhe stood on the spot and replied quietly:

"I would also like to ask Your Majesty to make it clear."

Li Yaoxuan did not look back and strode forward with a smile in his tone:

"Again, you are pretending to be confused. The victory in the Northern Territory was achieved through more than ten years of planning and investment of resources by you and me. The sect is now settling in the Western Territory and has been planning for decades. What do you have? Are you qualified to sit at the same table with them?”

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The distance between the two is getting farther and farther.

Xu Yinhe still stood where he was, with a calm tone:

"It seems that Your Majesty has forgotten how we and I got here step by step."

"Of course I remember."

Li Yaoxuan's voice came vaguely with a hint of reminiscence, and he sighed in a low voice: "When a person is about to die, some things in the past become more and more unforgettable. Those years of walking on thin ice have been wandering before my eyes recently, every time I gambled my life, every danger Huansheng. I can’t forget it even if I want to.”

When Xu Yinhe heard this, a gleam of complexity flashed in his silent eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step up, but in the end he chose to stand where he was.

After being silent for a while, the other party's voice slowly came again:

"Xiangguo, please go back, I have obtained the information I want to know.

"I hope the person you are looking forward to can live up to your expectations, and I hope he can return to Di'an alive.

"After all, Qing Yan and Zhao Yuan will be returning to Beijing soon."

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Xu Yinhe stood in the shadow of the woods, silently watching the familiar figure gradually move away along the river embankment that he had walked countless times before, and then slowly turned around until the other person disappeared from sight.

but,

This time he did not salute again.

There was a chill in Zhenxi Fucheng.

Looking at the bright spot of starlight on the city wall, Xu Yuan actually had an urge to run away with Li Junwu and others immediately.

He has never been a person who likes to struggle. If he can be a rotten salted fish, he will never be positive and upward. To this point, it is actually external forces that push him forward.

Xu Yuan agrees with his father's ambitious ideals, but how to say it, compared to helping the world, he wants to be alone.

But the problem is that the people around him are already highly bound to the chariot of the Xiangfu. If he wants to be alone, he has to continue.

His own identity, the expectations of the people around him and his subordinates, make Xu Yuan have to force himself to bite the bullet.

Whether it is the initial Shengshan County or the trip to the North Border, he must not fail, but the current situation in Zhenxi Mansion is fundamentally different from everything he has encountered before.

This game was not put together by the Xiangfu. The Xiangguo father gave up this side, so he naturally had no reason to win. Judging from the murderous intent around him, the entire Zhenxi Mansion is already rotten.

During the trip to the north, he was able to lead the battle plan completely relying on the infinite power given by the prime minister, but now he has only a few cards to use in Zhenxi Mansion.

After arriving in Zhenxi Mansion, he has indeed done a lot of things and destroyed many of the opponent's trump cards, but the opponent's trump cards are still bottomless even at this moment.

Before the fight started, he used the city defense heavy weapons to fire a round of volleys at him. Xu Yuan could even reasonably speculate that the city defense formation was probably also arranged in advance by the opponent.

The sect's decades of planning is simply beyond human control.

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At this moment, Xu Yuan thought a lot.

The thought of running away spread in his heart, but suddenly returned to a smile at the corner of his lips.

Xu Yuan's sight passed the Si Zijing blocking him in front of him and fell on the dozens of heavy crossbows with endless murderous intent.

Fuck running away!

It's not like there's no chance of winning. Even that bastard Li Zhaoyuan can bet his life to join the game, so why should Xu Changtian be afraid?

"Mr. Si, don't worry about me."

Before the third crystal giant arrow attacked, Xu Yuan's voice quietly reached Si Zijing's ears.

Looking back in shock, Si Zijing wanted to ask the reason, but he only saw a strange black fog spreading out with the third son as the center.

It was said to be late, but it was fast. Almost when Xu Yuan finished speaking, the crystal from the tower had already shot at him.

A moment of hesitation arose in Si Zijing's heart.

He didn't know whether he should obey the third son's order.

Although the third son was the most powerful in Zhenxi Prefecture, the problem was that if the third son mistakenly died in front of him, he, the director of the Black Scale Capital, would not be able to escape the blame.

But the next moment, he still chose to get out of the way.

Because, in his vision, a ball of black fog teleported more than ten feet in his sight without any signs, and it was at this moment that the Third Young Master directly escaped from his opportunity lock.

In silence,

the huge crystal arrow with huge power shot into the black fog and brushed past the Third Young Master, and then rushed towards the distance with infinite power.

It can be done.

Feeling death brushing past him, Xu Yuan's eyes were filled with a hint of excitement.

He couldn't see clearly, let alone sense the trajectory of the crystal giant arrow, but he knew that the crystal giant arrow was not a magic of high-level cultivators.

Although its power is huge, it will lose control once it is launched and rush in the direction of the original aiming.

And when Si Zijing helped him block the giant arrow just now, he had been constantly stacking the lines of the Void Slash in his body, and he was ready at this moment.

But soon,

a roar from behind brought his thoughts back to reality.

The giant crystal arrows engraved with the magic-breaking array pattern flew across the sky above the entire Zhenxi Prefecture City, and dug a huge hole on the east wall. The damage to the wall caused the local array pattern there to flicker!

After a moment of daze, Xu Yuan subconsciously glanced at the sky.

He had to go up there.

Otherwise, the city defense array would be constantly destroyed by these giant crystal arrows.

As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, Xu Yuan's figure flashed directly towards the sky without thinking.

The second and third crossbow arrows followed one after another, and he was dodged by teleporting. The giant arrows shot directly through the sky curtain that spanned the sky, and turned into a light spot and disappeared.

Under the puzzled gaze of countless people in the city, the strange black fog that suddenly appeared kept teleporting in the sky, as if there was some kind of error in the operation of reality.

Xu Yuan, who was in the middle of the black fog, kept calculating his own Qi reserves. The Void Slash consumed a lot of Qi, but fortunately, the Qi reserves in his body had already completely exceeded those of an ordinary body fusion.

Ten breaths.

He could hold on for ten breaths.

This time should be enough for Huang Shiwei to clean up the traitors on the city wall, and for Li Junwu to use the city defense formation to protect him.

"Third Young Master is really good at this."

An old man's voice suddenly sounded below, and his soul-condensing state made him almost use all his strength to spread the voice: "I miscalculated that you knew this kind of magic."

It's that Confucian scholar named Wen again? !

Xu Yuan kept teleporting, looking in the direction where the voice came from.

At the end of his vision, a kind-looking old man was standing on a loft, hunched over, smiling and waving at him:

"I originally thought that this move would force that person to take action, but now it seems that I have to change my plan."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yuan, who was suspended in the air, suddenly saw the aiming direction of those city defense machine crossbows turn at the same time during the interval of teleportation, and the place they aimed at was the east city wall!

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Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan in the air unconsciously revealed a hint of confusion in his eyes.

How is it possible?

In this era when grassroots communication can only be done by shouting, how could this Confucian scholar surnamed Wen pass orders to the ears of dozens of rebellious garrison commanders at the same time? !

No.

Looking at the smiling old man with concentrated soul, Xu Yuan's eyes were a little surprised.

Clone?

The skill of this Confucian scholar surnamed Wen is not clone, but parasitism.

Those dozens of rebellious garrison commanders did not betray, but were controlled by his magic!

As if sensing the gaze from the depths of the black fog, the kind-looking old man with concentrated soul laughed loudly:

"If you lose most of the city defense formation, I wonder how many cards you have left in your hand, Third Young Master?"

How to deal with it?

Xu Yuan did not relax his protection and continued to teleport in mid-air, but his thoughts were already running to the extreme at this moment.

Let Tian Ye take action?

No, if these giant crystal arrows don't hit him, that woman will definitely just watch and have fun.

Use the Suspended Ring?

What should he do if he uses the Suspended Ring now?

He must use the Suspended Ring to kill a saint on the opposite side by surprise.

But now he seems to have no choice.

In the blink of an eye, a crisp voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Changtian, let me do it."

Before the voice fell,

dozens of giant crystal arrows had already fired at the same time, rushing towards the most important array eye on the east city wall.

At the same time, Xu Yuan sensed a terrifying breath condensing from the depths of the government office.

Is this Li Junwu?

Then,

he saw a sword light dragging across the sky, and a figure that was better than the red-clothed clear flame.

The show of strength before the confrontation between the sects ended.

A huge roar resounded through the sky, and the east city wall was intact. The shock waves raised by dozens of crystal giant arrows directly razed several blocks below to the ground.

Only the short-haired woman in armor stood horizontally in the air. Under the blessing of the Zhenxi Army Formation, strands of lightning arcs surrounded her body, like a god.

Looking at that figure, the kind-looking old man frowned imperceptibly:

"It seems that there are some variables in the plan again."

"What variables?"

Xu Yuan's voice suddenly sounded above him.

The old man stared at him for a moment, smiled and shook his head, and said:

"It should be that Wen made a mistake. Instead of coming to me, the third young master should go to see the injury of the princess."

As soon as the words fell,

the old man's smiling eyes gradually became confused. After a moment of stunned, he gradually looked at Xu Yuan's indifferent eyes with a trace of fear.

This time,

the Confucian scholar surnamed Wen did not give Xu Yuan a chance to humiliate him.

Just as he was hesitating whether to kill the old man to eliminate future troubles, Si Zijing's surprised voice suddenly rang in Xu Yuan's ear:

"Third Young Master, in the sky!"

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Subconsciously looking up, Xu Yuan saw a figure in the clear sky, and also saw the dragon eyes that seemed to overlook all living things.

Baidi.