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Chapter 731 Fear

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    Late at night, Si Tianjian.

    Song Qing lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep. There were various alchemy equipment on the table, and the charcoal fire in the alchemy furnace was still warm.

    At a certain moment, Song Qing woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and saw a white dress beside her.

    After taking a closer look, he realized that it was Senior Brother Sun. He looked at him silently with a depressed face and dim eyes.

    There is also a white ape beside him.

    "Senior Brother Sun, why are you back?"

    Song Qing yawned and said:

    "Isn't it fighting in Qingzhou? I'm not here to ask for equipment again. Please let me go. Didn't I just give you a batch of equipment a while ago. Junior brother, I only sleep for an hour a day, and Iron Man also needs to rest.  "

    He complained naggingly.

    Sun Xuanji didn't speak, the white ape beside him hesitated and said in a low voice:

    "Teacher Jianzheng, he may have died."

    The complaints stopped in the summer, and Song Qing was stunned.

    At this time, Sun Xuanji fell to the ground with a bang, blood overflowed from his seven orifices, and his breath of life passed away quickly.

    Song Qing's heart trembled, and while frantically taking out the elixir from the storage bag, she said in a trembling voice:

    "Why, what's going on, Senior Brother Sun"

    Protector Yuan stood aside, looked at Sun Xuanji, and said in a low voice:

    "In order to find out the truth about the fall of the prisoner, he went to the battlefield himself."

    After Song Qing took the pulse, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

    Sun Xuanji was wounded to his origin, his meridians were cut off, his internal organs were exhausted, and his soul was also weakened to the extreme.

    Such an injury is enough to pose a fatal threat to a warlock.

    The reason why he was able to return to Sitianjian with a white ape was probably due to some obsession in his heart.

    Seeing Song Qing's thoughts, Yuan Hufa said quietly:

    "It's the wildfire of revenge that propels him back to Sitianjian."

    The Star Observatory, underground.

    Zhong Li stared blankly at Song Qing, under the messy black hair, his eyes were bright, as if there was a glint of water.

    "Teacher Supervisor, are you dead?"

    she murmured.

    Song Qing said "um", with a low voice, no grief could be seen on his face, but the numbness made him even more sad.  .

    "Xu Pingfeng, the head of the Dizong, the Bodhisattva of the Jia Luoshu, and the White Emperor, the White Emperor in Yunzhou." Song Qing said in a low voice:

    "Senior Brother Sun saw them, they killed Teacher Jianzheng."

    Seeing that Zhong Li remained silent for a long time, Song Qing said:

    "I'll go to the palace and tell the little emperor."

    He turned and left, and the earth fell into eternal silence.

    After a long time, Zhong Li lifted up the wooden box beside him, caressed the surface of the box, and burst into tears:

    "You want revenge, you want to avenge Teacher Jianzheng"

    The sky was bright, and the torches were burning on the head of the capital city in the twelfth lunar month of winter, unable to dispel the bone-chilling chill.

    The dew soaked the surface of the city wall and condensed into ice in the cold night, freezing the city wall as hard as steel.

    The soldiers on duty at the top of the city held spears, and their hands were covered with frostbite. From time to time, they took a breath of hot air into their palms, or stretched out their hands close to the torch to keep warm in the cold night.

    "Da da da!"

    The sound of horseshoes from far to near reached the ears of the guards on duty at the top of the city.

    In the cold night, a fast horse rode to the bottom of the city, reined in sharply, and roared hoarsely under the watchful eyes of the guards at the top of the city:

    "Open the door, eight hundred miles to hurry"

    In the bedroom, the sleeping Emperor Yongxing was awakened by Zhao Xuanzhen. He pinched the center of his brows wearily, suppressed his temper, and said in a deep voice:

    "Why did you wake me up in the middle of the night?"

    Generally speaking, if you dare to disturb the king's rest at this time, either the sky is falling, or you don't want to live.

    Emperor Yongxing didn't think that this dog slave was tired of living, so the answer should be the former, so his tone was quite low and his expression was dignified.

    Zhao Xuanzhen's face was as pale as paper:

    "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the cabinet that Qingzhou has fallen"

    Emperor Yongxing was stunned beside the bed, his pupils dilated and his expression was frozen.

    "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

    Zhao Xuanzhen yelled twice, and Emperor Yongxing said "Ah" as if he had just woken up from a dream.

    "Excerpts are in the imperial study"

    Before he finished speaking, Emperor Yongxing lifted the quilt, pushed Zhao Xuanzhen away, barefooted,It is the plunder of foreigners, who rob things and people and leave, coming and going in a hurry.

    Ge Wenxuan raised his finger and tapped the table.

    The noise subsided slightly, and he took advantage of the situation and said:

    "General, the last general believes that the rest period is not idle.

    "We can send people to sneak into the states of Dafeng and spread the news that Jianzheng is dead. First, we can create chaos, and second, we can strengthen the momentum of our Yunzhou army."

    Qi Guangbo gave a positive attitude: "This plan is very clever."

    Ji Xuan said:

    "Our army suffered a lot of casualties in this battle. We have to replenish our troops and recruit refugees. However, the combat capabilities of refugees are limited, and the replenishment of middle-level combat capabilities is a problem."

    Qi Guangbo had noticed it in his heart, and still asked:

    "What suggestion does Zisu have?"

    Ji Xuandao: "You can recruit Jianghu martial arts."

    This can be regarded as the tradition of Qianlong City. Among the generals present, more than half were originally gangsters who fled to Yunzhou and later belonged to Qianlong City.

    Qi Guangbo nodded, looked around at the crowd, and suddenly asked:

    "What do you guys think, without the supervisor, how will the Dafeng court react?"

    Zhuo Haoran laughed loudly:

    "The little emperor probably peed his pants in fright."

    All the generals echoed:

    "Without the patron saint of Jianzheng, Dafeng is just a sick tiger with his claws and claws stripped of his minions, which is not useful."

    "Only one Xu Qi'an can support the situation."

    "Hey, what is he up to? The third-rank martial artist is indeed powerful, but in front of the national teacher, it is really not enough to look at."

    At this time, Ji Xuan sneered:

    "He really can't stand the wind and waves. The magic nail planted in his body by the national teacher can put him in the third-rank state."

    Ge Wenxuan continued with a smile:

    "The national teacher predicts things like a god."

    Seeing that the topic was off topic, Qi Guangbo raised his hand, and the noise subsided, and he said:

    "That's right, serving the court, from the king to the officials, must be in panic at this moment. So, what if we initiate a peace proposal?"

    Everyone was taken aback

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