Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

The cold current from the north to the south formed a dark cloud that stretched for thousands of miles, covering the entire capital, but at this moment, the cloud layer was torn open by a tiny crack in the middle.

The view was zoomed in, and the brilliant light poured down like a waterfall. The rain had just stopped, and the ground was still muddy. A brand new trench that stretched for more than ten miles was like a scar on the earth, running across the mountains and forests.

And the beginning of all this was just a ten-foot-long heavy sword without a blade.

The terrain was changed, and a gap appeared in the rolling mountains. The dense forest was like being plowed by a mad bull. The dense forest sea was scattered, and the broken giant trees were creaking and scattered all over the ground.

The ten-foot-long heavy sword was at the bottom of a huge pit that was smashed out. The surface was like ink, swallowing the light around it. The morning light rising from the east stretched its shadow very long.

But at this moment,

there was still a black-bottomed gold-patterned boot on this divine weapon heavy sword, which pressed the front half of the heavy sword into the ground.

The battle ended too quickly, so quickly that people had no time to react. The whole world seemed to have fallen into some strange stagnation at dawn.

The sickly old man floating in the air.

The white-haired middle-aged man stepping on the heavy sword.

And,

On the distant horizon, the terrifying army formation that rose up belatedly.

Li Yaoxuan looked down at the huge pit below and the trench connecting the huge pit, with thoughts in his turbid eyes.

After a while,

he casually ordered the army formation on the horizon to "don't move", and then slowly fell down.

His sight stayed on the state teacher who only had a pair of legs left in place for a moment, and Li Yaoxuan slowly walked towards the prime minister who was stepping on the giant sword.

As he walked, he sighed:

"Your son is stronger than the new law in the court. When I return to the palace, I can still correct the chaos and refute it with a chaotic life, but the death of the national teacher in this Huanglong Forest has really confirmed this matter. After all, this northern hunting is my will. The sect will think that this is a double act between us, the emperor and the prime minister. The prime minister is trying to put me in an unjust position."

Xu Yinhe slowly turned around and retracted the hand with the ink ring, his eyes deep:

"There has never been a perfect method in this world. When your majesty set up this Hongmen Banquet, you should have thought about being counterattacked."

"Of course I thought about it."

Li Yaoxuan stopped a few feet away, his tone slightly heavier, and interrupted:

"But I didn't expect Ran Jianli to die so quickly. Should I say that you hid too deeply, or should I say that Ran Jianli is too weak?"

The moment they heard the voice transmission from the sky, the three of them realized their own way to break the deadlock.

The prime minister killed the national teacher and confirmed the new law.

The Imperial Master could either flee, leaving the Emperor and the Prime Minister to wrestle over the new law, and return to the Sword Sect to contact the Sect Alliance to prepare for war, or he could kill the Prime Minister and kidnap the Emperor's party to attack the Prime Minister's party.

If the Emperor wanted to have room to maneuver, he had to ensure that both the Imperial Master and the Prime Minister were not dead.

All three of them thought so and did so.

The battle broke out,

Ran Jianli and Xu Yinhe attacked almost at the same time,

and the Emperor's nine-story land palace and the surrounding ceremonial guards were instantly evaporated.

But the result was shocking.

The Imperial Master Ran Jianli was killed instantly by the Prime Minister without any resistance.

With his hair slightly messed up, Xu Yinhe brushed off the dust on his black dragon robe, took his boots off the heavy sword, and lowered his eyelids:

"Your Majesty, now that things have come to this, it is better to look to the future instead of looking back to the past, or, Your Majesty, do you still want to continue this Hongmen Banquet?"

The puddles after the rain reflected the blue of the sky, and tens of thousands of armored soldiers on the skyline gradually closed in silence, forming a dense military formation against the strongest.

Li Yaoxuan stood there without replying immediately, as if he was weighing the strength of the prime minister in front of him.

The killing intent gradually spread, but was broken by a chuckle.

The wind from the north swept by with a chill, and Li Yaoxuan suddenly looked up at the sky and asked:

"Let's not talk about this for now, Prime Minister, what is that thing in the sky?"

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Xu Yinhe looked at Li Yaoxuan with a little surprise.

God's will is colorless and invisible, even if it comes, ordinary people cannot see it.

Li Yaoxuan glanced at his old friend and shook his head gently:

"In terms of cultivation, I am indeed not as good as you, but after so many years, I am not too far behind. That thing just hurt you, and it was not light. I can still see this."

"You don't have enough time."

"Is that so."

Li Yaoxuan murmured after hearing this, and did not intend to investigate further.

The deadline is approaching, and there are too many things that he wants but cannot do. Over time, he has become more open-minded about such things and will not force them.

He just sighed slightly:

"God, the emperor, haha, I didn't expect there was such a thing above my head. If I knew, I would have to change my words of being appointed by heaven and living a long and prosperous life."

As he spoke,

Li Yaoxuan casually waved his hand at the giant sword embedded in the ground, and the ten-foot-long black sword instantly flew towards him. He grabbed it, but his hunched body seemed to be very inconsistent with the mighty giant sword. But in Xu Yinhe's eyes, this sickly old man seemed to have returned to the heroic prince of the past.

Li Yaoxuan easily raised the heavy sword in front of him and looked at the man opposite through the edgeless sword:

"Yin He, after the serious injury twenty years ago, I knew that I didn't have enough time. After knowing that my injury would erode my life span, I was really anxious. I have been thinking about ways to break the situation and how to make the world move forward after my death, as you and I imagined when we were young. But that's how it is. There is no use in being anxious. Instead, it is an unintentional success."

"Do you still remember that Queen Mu tried to coup and seize power?"

"I don't want to comment on short-sighted women, but I have to thank her for letting someone enter my sight."

"This also made me give up the idea of ​​​​giving the woman death. I just gave her a simple knock, cut off her communication channels inside and outside, and continued to play the role of the emperor and his wife with her.

"Because I need her to live to cover up some things, and I also need the power of the Mu family to suppress many voices and support some things, such as the prince regent, such as suppressing Li Zhaoyuan, and letting Li Qingyan lead troops outside"

"My time is coming, and it's okay to tell you some things.

"The person I want to pass the throne to is Li Qingyan."

"After I was seriously injured, this daughter I sent to the northern border became the way to break the deadlock. In order to achieve this, I deliberately began to train her, deliberately created a life-and-death separation to make her hate the sect, and forbade the prince to contact her to sever her family ties."

Speaking of this,

Li Yaoxuan looked at Xu Yinhe's gloomy face, and suddenly laughed at himself:

"It seems that you have almost figured it out. Your third son's "born with a broken meridian" was indeed made by me, and the purpose was to let your Xu family produce a waste to be the future emperor's husband."