At the entrance of the academy, misty rain was misty.

Oil paper umbrellas splashed waves in the rain. The female disciples of Bailu Cave Academy looked somber and sent them in silence. The convoy of Daozong slowly left, which was quite desolate in the rain. The civil strife in Xiling had been in a long time and after Li Changshou died, the return to the ridge today was the opportunity for His Royal Highness to give Daozong "remedy the trouble."

Xuan Jing, the daughter of the Palace Master Taihe, returned to the ridge with the Palace Master's orders. She was able to find out the death of her father and quell the revenge. Chen Yi, who had been imprisoned in Tiandu for three years, was finally able to return to the Sanqing Pavilion to show his skills. The stubborn party in the Xiling Pavilion was welcomed.

This time, Tiandu will no longer interfere with Xiling and maintain an absolute bystander attitude.

"The academy's 'onsight' this time is very irrational."

On the far roof, Su Mu Cha supported a paper umbrella. After looking at it for a long time, the old man in the straw raincoat sat beside her. Jiu Quanzi leaned on one elbow to the bricks and tiles of the flying eaves, supporting her cheeks, half drunk and half awake, and did not use the starlight, letting the raindrops jump around on the straw raincoat.

He held the wine pot in his other hand and swayed gently.

"Your Highness is not absolutely sure about this night in Yan Xiling, right?" Su Muzhe said coldly, "Now it seems that Ning Yi won, everyone is happy. The forces headed by Li Changshou in the West were quickly eliminated. Chen Yuanjun also safely took over the position of "Champion Marquis" and prepared to set off for the north with the blessings of Tiandu. But if Ning Yi lost, the ending would be completely opposite."

Jiuquanzi said softly: "Your Highness is a difficult person to figure out, and few people can guess what he is thinking."

"Before Li Baijiao inherited the position of crown prince, he practiced in Hongfu River for a period of time. He left Hongfu River and returned to Tiandu City. He was so happy that he was drunk every night... But when he was in Hongfu River, it was not like that?" Su Muzha narrowed his phoenix eyes and stared at the old senior in the academy. "The prince's teacher is Mr. Yuan Chun, and you are the one who taught him to practice martial arts. After Yuan Chun's death, there is no one in the world who knows Li Baijiao better than you."

Jiuquanzi felt a sudden expression when he heard Yuan Chun's name. The old man drank a sip of wine and said softly: "Your Highness has extraordinary talents, but Your Majesty is too powerful... Five hundred years of achievements are too great. Unless Your Highness can break the Fengming, he will only be able to live in the shadow of His Majesty Taizong for the rest of his life."

Su Muzhe was silent when he heard this.

Emperor Taizong was an emperor who was ranked three in the Sui Dynasty for countless years. When it comes to achievements, the demon clan had unprecedented prosperity. There were emperors of the level of the White Emperor Dragon Emperor, and there were two people at one time... Compared with the Eastern Emperor two thousand years ago, these two demon saints were more fierce and aggressive. The northern barriers formed by His Majesty and Pei Min forced to block the most prosperous offensive of the demon clan.

Having such a father is a lifelong pride and a lifelong pain.

"Your Highness is a very conceited person. I once taught him the academy's star picking technique. On the first day, he had to hold the star in his hand. In the end, regardless of the blood, the emperor's blood burst out, and he also had to hold the fiery starlight into his palm. Even if he wanted to seize anything, even if he would suffer from pain, he would take action firmly." Jiuquanzi turned around and looked at Su Muzhe and said, "Everything that Your Highness has done now, including flattening the East Realm... is moving forward for the ultimate goal."

"Destroy another world."

This sentence is like thunder among the light raindrops.

Su Muzha lowered his eyes and said, "Your Highness's cultivation is far less than that of Taizong."

Jiuquanzi just smiled, shook his head, and said, "You want to say, how could Your Highness do what the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty could not do in history?"

The female dean did not speak, which was equivalent to default.

"I also think, but...what if?" The old senior took another sip of wine and smiled: "Didn't Chen Yuanjun break Fengming Mountain? Didn't Ning Yi kill Donghuang? Destroying a world is never based on one person, but the 'general trend'!"

“The general trend…”

Su Muzhe quietly chewed this sentence.

"Sometimes, the general trend requires the academy to make concessions, and the general trend requires the heaven to make proper

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Assistance... This is an irresistible force." Jiuquanzi drank a lot of wine and spoke more. He pretended to be drunk and said, "If Ning Yi died in Yan Xiling, everything would be different. Li Changshou was in power, the wind in the West Ridge rose, and the East Ridge would be attacked, but in the years that followed... the Great Sui Dynasty might be embraced as an iron plate, but there would never be a chance to start a war against the demon clan. Chen Yuanjun would die, the general's mansion would decline, and those connected to the cause and effect tonight would die overnight."

Su Muzhe was a little confused and said, "That's why the academy has to take action."

"So the academy should not take action."

The old senior stretched out a finger, shook it slowly in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "How can a guy who can even kill Li Changshou's killing game, how can he hope to destroy the world of the demon clan?"

Su Muzha looked shocked.

It is not the destruction of the Eastern Realm... but the destruction of the demon clan?

"Your Highness is very young. But the pattern is... really big."

Jiuquanzi smiled, feeling a little relieved, but more of his feelings, "It has never been what he wanted to flatten the East. Do you ask Ning Yi's life or death matters? Of course it is important, but if he can't even pass this level of Yan Xiling... that's not important."

Su Muzhe suddenly felt a huge curtain pulling open in front of him.

At first, she did not think that the Crown Prince could win under the struggle between the East and West because of strength... Lie Chao's victory was more due to luck and luck.

But later she discovered that the prince's goal was very clear from the beginning, and he had never left Tiandu for decades. How determined, how tough and how smart it took?

She thought she was standing high in the sky and saw the prince's true face, but she was uncovered one by one, but all of them were masks.

Until this moment, even this Nirvana had a doubt.

His Royal Highness...who is he?

She came back to her senses and asked in a low voice: "Ruo Ning Yi is dead, what should the Crown Prince?"

"What else can I do without a son?" Jiuquanzi smiled and said, "Who has emperors of all generations who are not ambitious and want to destroy the demon clan, but that person who meets the conditions does not appear... Except for the first Emperor of Light and His Majesty, who can break the barriers of the two worlds with his own force? Of course, your highness can't do it, but he saw the 'great trend' and defeating the demon clan, someone in this generation can do it."

"Jun Chen Yuan... Ning Yi..." Su Muzhe subconsciously thought of these two names.

"Maybe there is someone else, someone you have ignored." Jiuquanzi blinked slyly, kept it aside, stretched and yawned, "I'm back, drunk too much, and don't know what nonsense I said, remember... you didn't hear anything today."

Su Muzhe cheered up and quickly held an umbrella for the old senior.

"No need, a handful of old bones will fall apart one day when the wind blows. Why can you hide from rain?" Jiuquanzi laughed at himself and said, "Let the wind and rain come more violently."

...

...

The horse's hooves tread through the puddle, splashing out a silhouette of broken silhouettes. More than ten fast horses ran between the mountain roads, moving rapidly towards the direction away from Tiandu.

The corners of the black robe were covered with cloud patterns, and it almost melted into the wind and rain under the gloomy sky.

This convoy of carriages had neither carriage nor backpacks. They all took off their burdens. They left the sky and took nothing away.

And if nothing unexpected happens, they will not come back.

They will stay away from Tiandu, Zhongzhou... and far away from the Sui world.

"Sir, will we never come back?"

The woman who spoke was named Xue Jun, who was Yun Xun's confidant who had been alive and died. She followed the Grand Secretary to go to Lingshan. On the way back, due to the pursuit of ghost cultivators from Liuli Mountain in the East, the elite convoy suffered heavy casualties, and she was one of the few survivors.

"Maybe I'll be back."

Yun Xun's face looked soft under the raindrops, and his tone was very light, saying:

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"Even heaven can't tolerate us anymore. Your Highness has Kunhai Tower... and no longer needs the Intelligence Department."

After the blood tide in Tiandu, all the rebels in the East were annihilated, and the spies from the Intelligence Department completely captured the wrong direction... The one who ordered was not Gongsun Yue at all.

In other words, all his intentions were captured clearly by the prince.

Even Gongsun Yue... was just a chess piece that was ignorant of the hearts of the people. He was not the head of the Supervisory Office at all, and the real person, Yun Xun, was not a fool, and he guessed that.

He had only one idea now. Before the prince could do anything, he quickly left Tiandu and went to the Great Wall of the North, so that Ning Yi and the General's Mansion could fulfill their promise. If he remembered correctly, there would be a batch of arms resources there, and he would take those goods to the Heavenly God Plateau outside the North.

"Xuexiao, it won't take long to see your 'hometown'. The real home." Yun Xun thought of some rumors about the grassland and smiled and said, "Maybe for you, the decision to leave Tiandu is not bad."

Xuejun laughed. She rarely saw Lord Yun Xun laughing before. The head of the Grand Secretary was always cold, but these days seemed to have changed... When did the change start?

It seems that it changed after going to Lingshan.

Has the head of Dashi come into contact with someone?

The moment this thought emerged, a name burst out in Xuexiao's heart.

A "wave" sound!

Yun Xun suddenly stopped his horse, and a convoy of intensive charges stopped urgently on the narrow mountain road. Tens of feet away, a red robe messenger with long sleeves stood in the rain.

"The messenger of the Hongfu River?" Xue Falcon changed his face and immediately took a fighting posture. The crossbow arrows were drawn out from his sleeves, setting up a cross, aiming at the thin man in the rain curtain.

The wind and rain blew the messenger's red robe.

Yun Xun stretched out a hand and gently pressed Xue Falcon, and also signaled the comrades behind him not to move.

His heart suddenly fell, staring at the bright red figure, and greeted softly, "Mr. Zhu."

The former Lord Yingtian Prefecture, the absolute strong man among the Star Lord, was even more unfathomable after entering the Hongfu River.

At this moment, I was just standing silently, blocking the mountain road.

"Your speed is slower than I thought, I've been waiting for a long time."

Zhu Hou sighed, his expression numb as if he was a dead person.

He looked at Yun Xun, saw the latter's gloomy expression, and frowned and said, "Your Highness wants me to wait for you here."

Yun Xun had one hand on the scabbard around his waist.

Is it even counted that escaping from Tiandu...?

"Your Highness wants me to hand over this thing to you, and by the way, I will give you a few more words."

Zhu Hou walked forward lightly, his feet were soft and weak, and it seemed to be floating against the ground, with thrust behind him. He came about ten feet and threw out a red box.

Yun Xun took it, but out of caution, he did not open the box.

"Your Highness said that the king and his ministers will be together and part. The road ahead is long. Please keep the supplies for him and make a good relationship with the people on the grassland." Zhu Hou saw that Yun Xun was indeed cautious and cautious, so he showed a meaningful smile and said, "Mr. Yun Xun... Your Highness also said that you don't have to think of him so badly, you might as well open the box and take a look."

Yun Xun frowned and slowly opened the box.

The sound of "现" was very light and pleasant, with wind and thunder swaying, clouds and mist swaying.

In the box is an ancient purple lotus coin.

It is the things left by the teacher, which can tell good and bad fortune and fortune.

After a sudden realization, Yun Xun was rarely lost. He felt that all his caution and guard were like a punch on cotton at this moment.

What kind of person is the prince...?

It was raining heavily.

Thunder flashed by.

Yun Xun came to his senses again and found that his eyes were empty and Zhu Hou was nowhere to be found.
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