The Sword Dynasty

The bright moon is born in the tide, Chunjiang even Haiping.

At the time of the moon, the Emperor Yuanwu, who was wearing a cloth in the Daqin Palace, stepped out of the Imperial Study Room and set foot on the Star Observatory.

Seeing the record of today’s stargazing history officer, “There is a demon star falling in the Weihe River, the color is deep red, and the fear is ominous.” Thaksin’s portable pen, diverted: “Yuanwu twelve years of spring, Jixing to the DPRK, heaven and auspicious, everything is appropriate ""

The month is not full, only one corner is missing.

But the negative hand stood on the heights, and when he looked at the bright moon, his look was very satisfactory.

Where is the perfection of the world, and why is it perfect?

Even if those big rebellions were not directly killed, even if someone wanted to kill Fusu in this big game, all he needed was reached.

At the beginning and end of the Lushan League, Changling will be completely peaceful, and the Daqin Dynasty will advance steadily.

As for the chess pieces... Sometimes the chess pieces are alive and valuable, and the strongest emperor is not the killing of the unparalleled, but the next unparalleled banner.

Different intentions are different.

What he cares about is not a trick of ordinary practitioners, one win and one loss, but the whole world.

At the same time, a fleet of cars that looked like a caravan was on the official road.

In the team that has been on the road for two days from Changling, the black-haired Fuling Jun, whose hair is dyed with drugs, is also looking at the moon in the sky through the curtain.

The Fuling Junfu in Changling County did not seem to have any difference in peace day. Even his study room still ignited the lights, but no one knew that he had officially embarked on the road to return home.

In the fish market, at this time, it was full of excitement. Many people’s ghosts generally swayed under the heavy canopy.

The old man holding the black bamboo stick looked at the face, and the woman in red shirt sitting in front of the piano in peacetime day, asked: "You must leave the Changling."

"It's not just what you mean, the uncles in the middle of the world, the same meaning, right?" The red-shirt woman looked at him and asked softly.

The old man nodded and said: "The reason why we can accommodate in Changling is that Yuanwu Emperor knows that we are not in dispute with the world, but we are looking for a place to live, but since we have moved us, it shows that he wants this. The fish market has changed. This time it is a look at the faces of the uncles in the middle of the DPRK."

The woman in red shirt nodded, but she sighed and said softly: "If this is the case, if you are born in Changling, even if you are dead, you should stay in Changling to see that the night policy is not going away, I am again. How can I go."

The old man looked very sullen and wanted to say something to exhort.

However, the woman in the red shirt said softly: "There is no one else, but the body of the Song of the Song of the day, we are the first time to check it, it should be nine dead silkworms undoubtedly. Mr. Zhao Sijian fold, Bai Shanshui seriously injured, Even if the two can escape, the Emperor Yuanwu will be able to show his hands and feet in the Lushan League. He will not care about this lonely woman."

The old man took a deep breath and finally stopped speaking.

The square embroidery screen is also watching the moon at this time.

At this time, he stood on the four reefs of the river that had been stationed in Zhao Si.

In the river in front of his eyes, it reflected the missing moon in the round, not a perfect moon.

In his heart, there is also a round of the moon that is not perfect.

The raging water of the river slammed on the reef under his feet, causing thousands of waves.

Although I didn't fall into this game, I couldn't see the big battle that happened here. However, it was just some subtle traces. Some subtle changes in the heavens and the earth made him imagine the scene of the war at that time.

The sky bonfire fell, the river broke the Bitan students, the sky was broken and the cold pool... The picture that finally settled in his mind was the night of the cold and tired and came here, sitting on the reef under his feet.

Why Bai Shanshui and Zhao Yi can be so compliant, fighting wildly, why the night policy will dare to appear in front of these two people, why will they stay in Changling.

He looked at the round of the moon that was not so perfect in the river, and felt that he was missing something crucial compared to these people.

Before the holy meaning is difficult to break, his broken mirror is finally half a spring.

At this time, feeling the breath of these three wonderful women, he began to have an epiphany.

The half of the difference, can you find it back, in fact, it is all in itself.

The difference is not the heat, but the embarrassment, but the discouragement.

"Take off your clothes!"

In his mind, there was a sudden sound of Buddha.

The anxiety in his eyebrows disappeared instantly, and the corner of his mouth opened with a smile that was difficult to describe with words.

He took off all his clothes and jumped barefoot in the river.

In the dark river, he laughed and allowed the water to wash his body, and the Changling gradually drifted away.

This is the strongest sword he has brewed so far, and he and Fang Fufu, and Changling, and the Imperial Palace, and all the shackles of this dynasty.

This night, someone stayed and someone left.

In the overall situation of the most powerful Qin Emperor in the history of the Stars, the first accident finally appeared.

The square embroidery screen did not become a powerful sword that he took to the Lushan League, but chose to leave.

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"Take white mountains and water into the fish market, Zhao Si and Bai Shanshui fight, if Zhao Si must report Zhao Qi's revenge, under the First World War, Lian Bo and Shen Xuan and others ambush their hands, I am afraid not to mention Zhao Si and Bai Shanshui Even Zhao Yi will die, so big."

In the wine shop where Wutong fell, Ding Ning did not look at the moon, but looked at the face of the long-term Sun Xue, who looked better than the full moon, and said slowly.

Shen Yu is also a giant in Guanzhong. There are many sources of news. There are many means of inquiring about the news on the two floors. In addition, the fish market is not far from Wutong, and many of the long-term Sun Xueshen are also sensed, so this is a terrible day. The overall situation, at this time in the mind of Ding Ning is gradually clear.

"There is a breath of Xishan sword."

Long Sunshine does not have to think about it and knows that killing Fan Zhuo just happened to ignite the fuse of this overall situation. She browed slightly and said: "This is the sect of Fuling Jun, who is close to the strength of the seven elements. Emperor Yuanwu gave him any benefit, and actually let him hand over this thing."

Ding Ning sneered: "Nature is to allow him to return to Chu."

The grandson said: "Will the price be too big?"

Ding Ning looked at her and said: "In the inside of the Great Chu Dynasty, I don't know how many people don't want him to go back and keep him safe. This is not a big price."

The long-term Sunshue frowned and said: "I don't mean that the price he gave is too big. I mean to exchange the Xishan sword for Chu. The price given by the Daqin Dynasty is too great."

"Do you think that Fuling Jun is excellent, afraid of the enemy after Daqin, and a young and powerful emperor?" Ding Ning shook his head indifferently: "On the mind, Fuling Jun and Zheng sleeve are too far apart. Zheng Since the sleeves let him go back, it shows that she never thought that Fuling Jun was her opponent, or that she had absolute control over this matter. In the three years of Yuanwu, I was smashed 200,000 troops to the army. There are countless lost chariots, and Yangshan County has been cut. It’s a shameful shame for a son to be six hundred miles. So you are optimistic. This time, the Lushan League, the Emperor Yuanwu’s primary target is the Dachu Dynasty. After the League, no accident, Yangshan County will be returned, and the enemy will be destroyed in the future. The first one to be destroyed is the Dachu Dynasty."

After the meal, Ding Ning sneered and said: "Compared to killing Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si, let Fuling Jun return to Chu, is the most important bureau in this game. Although Fuling Jun is excellent, he is in Changling. Stayed for too long. Staying in Changling for too long, everything about him has been understood too much."

The long-haired shallow snow is getting more and more unhappy.

The more complicated things I don't like, the more complicated the mind is, the more she doesn't like it.

Moreover, she never liked Zheng sleeves.

"I remember the breath of the child."

There was a hint of chill in her eyes, and she sighed.

This sentence is very abrupt, but Ding Ning is completely understandable. He is silent for a moment and says: "I know that he should be Fusu."

"Who is going to kill him?" She asked for a moment, silently.

"Someone who wants to kill Fusu through this game can not be the ordinary dignitary, just two phases? The power of the rest of the emperor, even Zheng sleeves, is possible." Ding Ning shook Shaking his head and watching her say: "The battle in this temple is as complicated as the fight of the rich family's wife and sister."

The long-term Sunshue frowned and his voice was cold. "Zheng Shou is also possible? Why should she kill her son?"

"Maybe just do it, even if I don't try my best, she will be prepared?" Ding Ning said coldly: "Maybe it's just another bureau, deliberately making people think that someone else is plotting."

This kind of palace battle is too complicated, and Chang Sunshue Xue finally has no interest in thinking.

She closed her eyes and began to practice, but she was always as unsatisfactory as the moon that lacked a corner. She could not calmly observe.

She opened her eyes again and looked at Ding Ning and asked, "Is he the son of that person?"

Ding Ning looked at her eyes and shook her head seriously and surely. "No."

The long-term grandson did not say anything, closed his eyes, and somehow, the frost on her face was thicker than usual.

Ding Ning also closed his eyes. At the same time, he said in his heart, "But maybe the emperor can think so."