In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on the Divine Sword Master.

"good!"

Unexpectedly, even though he knew that entering the city was a trap, the Master Divine Sword still agreed.

"Of course there is no problem if I want this young master to enter the city, but I must bring two personal guards and invite my friends to go with me, which is also a testimony."

"this……"

The head of Sect Lei frowned. The request of the Divine Sword Master was not too much. The two personal guards were nothing, but the friend he mentioned was naturally the Wuji True Lord of Zheng State. If this person followed him into the city, with his cultivation level, the situation would probably be difficult to control.

"Song Shendao, what's your idea?"

The young master Tianjian sneered and said disdainfully: "This is Kangcheng of Song State, and Wuji Zhenjun is just the head of the Jindan of the vassal state. How could he interfere in the government affairs of Song State?"

"Yes, Zheng State shall not interfere with the internal affairs of Song State."

The head of Lei seemed to have made up his mind and said coldly: "Young Master Divine Sword, you can bring two personal guards, but you are not a monk from the Song Kingdom, so you cannot follow it into the city."

As soon as this said, the young master of the Divine Sword looked angry and said in a deep voice: "President Lei, I respect you as a respected senior, so I am willing to go to Kangcheng alone. If I favor Song Tianjian so partially..."

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly increased, and he said with grief and anger: "Even so, my divine sword will die under the city wall and will not go into the city at all."

"kill!"

After the words of the God Sword Master were settled, Shen Ce Army pulled out the long sword from his waist, and the sword light flashed in the sun, and a murderous aura filled the entire audience.

Although the Golden Armor Camp led by Tang Jingxiang was only 20,000 soldiers, there were only 300 disciples from Wuji Sect, and although there were less than 300 disciples, they could be distributed in key positions in the army, and naturally they would have no strength to drive momentum.

These are all warriors fighting hundreds of battles on the battlefield, especially in the battle in front of the Dizhicheng. Hundred foundation-building monks from Wuji Sect formed a camp and defeated the Copper Armor Camp of Di for seven consecutive rounds, killing thousands of Shenwu Army of the opponent, but did not lose one person.

The record must be brilliant. After the war, each received generous rewards, and many of them were promoted to the next level. So although there were only three hundred monks, they were enough to match thousands of troops.

"Why, can you rebel?"

The expression of the leader of Lei became a little gloomy. Just as he was about to give some lessons, Princess Lieyang said: "President Lei, letting Wuji Zhenjun come to the city to witness it is harmless."

Hearing this, Master Lei was stunned, but he soon understood that the princess asked Wuji Zhenjun to enter the city. Is he trying to catch them all in one place?

In an instant, his mind changed rapidly and began to weigh the comparison of his strength.

The True Lord Wuji is a fake baby power, but he may not be his opponent. In addition, six gold medal god catchers form a formation, he is also a cultivator in the fake baby realm. At that time, how can he not be invincible when two fight one?

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately calmed down and laughed loudly: "Since the princess spoke, I naturally had nothing to say. Just follow the words of the Master Shendao, and then enter the city immediately."

At that moment, under the guidance of the Imperial Guards, Ziqi came from the east and accompanied them, and welcomed Princess Lieyang and other distinguished guests of the Qin Kingdom into the city. It was naturally very disrespectful.

"Song Shendao, see you in the hall."

Young Master Tianjian snorted coldly, his eyes swept over Young Master Wuliang, and said indifferently: "Lao Wu, this matter has nothing to do with you, just stay outside the city!"

"I want to worship my father."

Young Master Wuliang looked sad and sighed, "Brother, they are all children of the Song family. They were born from the same roots, so why should they be ruthless in doing things?"

"Lao Wu, you can go to the city, but I hope you can understand the current affairs."

Young Master Tianjian couldn't help but frown. Obviously, he was reluctant to enter the city. But as the young master of Song State, there was no reason to refuse him to enter the city. He brushed his sleeves with an unhappy expression and turned around and walked towards Kangcheng.

"San brother, let's go!"

Young Master Wuliang shook his head slightly and followed the young master Tian Jian. He had already become a believer of Wuji True Lord with a clear stand, so he naturally wanted to go to the city to support him.

At this time, the Master Divine Sword had already selected good guards, namely the Crazy Killing True Lord and the Crazy Killing True Lord. These two are both subordinate generals of Zheng State. Not to mention their profound cultivation, just because of their prestige in the Imperial Guard, it is most appropriate to personally protect themselves.

Of course, the one he relies most on is Wuji True Lord, who has already put his capital and life on the person. I hope that his decision to send a message to the city is not wrong.

However, no matter how the young master of the Divine Sword calculates, he feels that entering the city will be a life-and-death life, and the strength comparison is obvious. No matter what the situation is considered, it is absolutely a bad thing to fight hard.

However, even so, Wuji Zhenjun still advocated entering the city and making such a decision to hit the stone with eggs. I wonder what he sold in the gourd?

At this time, the rain stopped at some point. The blood-like setting sun emitted the last glory, pouring on the walls of Kangcheng, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun.

Outside the city, there was still a confrontation between the two armies. Although it was already dinner time, no one dared to relax at all before there was a result in the city.

The two marquises came from the east to open the way. Surrounded by the sacred captors from the six gates, Princess Lieyang walked in the front, and the leader of the sect was accompanied by the side. The two had already walked into the city gate.

Young Master Tianjian followed closely, but just as he was about to enter the city, he suddenly felt as blessed as his heart and found a figure in the battlements of the city walls, which seemed to appear and loom.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the figure is outstanding and outlined under the black clothes. Although she is wearing a hat, it cannot hide her elegant and luxurious temperament.

Even the Young Master Divine Sword could detect that there was an exquisite face under the hat, which was as beautiful as the sunset in the sky at this moment, and a bright smile appeared to him.

"Mrs. Song?"

The Master of Divine Sword was a little confused. At this important and critical moment, Mrs. Song did not stay in the cold palace of the deep palace, so why did she stand on the city wall and show up in public?

"Maybe you have something to ask me for?"

Young Master Tianjian remembered that strange smile. He knew the identity of Mrs. Song. After being sent to the cold palace by Duke Song, there was no news about this person. In fact, under the planning of Yinfenglou, he had already transformed into the Wuhou of Zheng, and his mother was in Zheng for many years.

Yinfenglou, this is a mysterious organization. No one knows where this sect's mountain gate is located. They only know that members infiltrate the vassal states. Queen Wu is just a deacon in the sect. With the identity of Princess Lieyang, she may be an important figure in the sect.

Of course, it is impossible for Princess Lieyang to announce her identity, so the matters related to contact can only be left to the people below to handle.

"Mrs. Song is the contact person of Yin Fenglou. If she had something to do with me, would there be something wrong with me?"

Young Master Tianjian couldn't help but frown, and he felt a little surprised and suspicious, but when he looked up again, Mrs. Song had disappeared from the bushel and appeared in another hidden corner of the city tower. The light of the setting sun was so coincidental that it just fell on her delicate body in various shapes.

Under the hat, the pretty eyes were shining brightly, and the gazes seemed to have a deep meaning. The red lips of the flames opened slightly, as if they wanted to send a message, but they just couldn't hear anything.

"No, there must be something wrong, I have to go over and take a look."

Young Master Tianjian quickly made a decision. His figure turned slightly, then disappeared from the city gate and chased towards Mrs. Song.

At this time, Zi Qihou welcomed Princess Lieyang, Donglaihou summoned all the ministers. When the people were fully summoned, it would take half an hour to go find Mrs. Song at this time to see what she was selling in her gourd?

It's strange that when Mr. Jian climbed the city tower that day, he could no longer find Mrs. Song, but instead saw her on the streets of the city. At this time, she was as innocent as a little girl. She bought a candied haws from somewhere and took them in her hand and disappeared into the crowd.

"this……"

Young Master Tianjian felt even more strange, and he felt absurd. He hurriedly chased after him, but when he saw Mrs. Song again, half of the candied haws on her hand had been eaten, and turned around and disappeared at the end of the street.

"What's the point?"

Young Master Tianjian quickly followed him and came to the end of the street's alley. He looked shocked. In front of him, he actually saw his own mansion, but it was just a back door.

Tianjian Mansion, Mrs. Song came here, what did she want to do?

Young Master Tianjian raised his foot and walked into the mansion, but it was empty inside. The maid from the past was completely gone, and he didn't know where he was hiding at this time.

In the air, there is a faint fragrance, which seems to be the rouge powder used by a woman. It seems to be made of pollen picked by butterflies. It smells soaking in my heart and makes people unable to help but be addicted to it.

Young Master Tianjian followed the fragrance of flowers and soon came to the study. Under the threshold outside, he found a piece of slender wooden stick, which was used to skewers candied haws.

Mrs. Song, ask me to meet in the study?

The young master Tianjian was full of doubts and immediately reached out and pushed open the wooden door of the study.

"Squeak!"

The door was slowly pushed open, but it was dim inside. A small candle was lit on the desk, emitting a firefly light. A delicate figure was facing away from him. Who was it not Mrs. Song?

"Mrs. Song, no, it's Wu Deacon."

Young Master Tianjian walked forward and was about to question him, but at this moment, accompanied by a gust of cold wind, the firefly candle suddenly went out.

"not good!"

The face of the young master Tianjian changed drastically. His eyes shone with light, intending to illuminate the darkness in front of him, but strangely, his eyelids seemed to be suppressed by mountains, and they could not be opened at all. The darkness was completely covered, and even his spiritual consciousness was suppressed.

"Bitch!"

Although Young Master Tianjian opened his eyes as if he was blind, he still drew his sword to chop it based on his feelings, but the desk was empty and there was no trace of people anymore.

In a trance, there was the sound of butterflies flapping their wings, and the fragrance of pollen was still vaguely heard, and it was still so touching the heart, as if a flower was blooming in the darkness.
Chapter completed!