Book with Emperor

Chapter 6 Bury me in Fuyun Mountain

"Your Excellency Sword God, you are late."

Qin Guanyue walked down the steps step by step, looking at the man in white with the sword.

Frost Cold State frowned slightly, "I lost my way for a few days."

"..."

Qin Guanyue paused for a moment with a smile, remembering the Lu crazy attribute of this sword god, and said to herself that she had to be sent back to Daxia later, otherwise she would have to be responsible if someone lost her.

"How was your journey?"

"Daxi is a little hot, and Zhenshuang is a little irritable."

Frost Cold State held the sword behind his back, his expression indifferent, "I sent the person."

"It's only when you hand over the person to me." Qin Guanyue raised her hand and looked at him calmly.

Shuang Hanzhou understood, and his eyes fell on Yue Wentian who was not far away.

"Frost Cold State!"

Lou Binghe called him back in a cold tone, "This person is Da Xiqin's criminal, aren't you afraid of causing war between the two countries if you intervene in this matter?"

Shuanghanzhou walked towards the comatose Yuewentian as if he had never heard of it.

"You needn't say much, General."

Qin Guanyue looked at him condescendingly, and said leisurely, "Everyone knows that the dragon girl has a promise, and her subordinate Longzuo will not easily break the promise."

Lou Binghe's eyes fell on the bright yellow palace belt around her waist, his eyes were cold, "The head disciple of Qin Tianjian...does he want to betray Daxi?"

Qin Guanyue looked up at Shuanghan State as if she had never heard of it.

Over there, Frost Cold State had already walked to Yue Wentian's side, and stretched out his hand calmly.

Yue Wentian leaned on the spear, but looked at Qin Guanyue.

Qin Guanyue had also been watching him. Seeing him looking over at this moment, she moved her lips with a smile and said two words.

wooden hairpin.

Yue Wentian's heart skipped a beat.

Frost Cold State saw him stumbling, frowned, then picked him up, raised his hand and threw him out.

"..."

Qin Guanyue's smile froze.

Not far away, Lou Binghe's eyes turned cold, and his eyes glanced at Shuanghan State, who turned and left, and flew towards Qin Guanyue's direction with his sword in his hand, but was blocked by another black figure at the moment he swung it down.

"when--"

Lou Binghe was startled, seeing the young man in black clothes suddenly appearing in front of him, his expression turned cold, and he immediately poured his internal energy into the sword.

The black-clothed boy reached out his hand swiftly like a killer, his cold eyes were unwavering, and he calmly received the sword.

The two sides were on the verge of breaking out, Lou Binghe fell to the ground, and the boy in black landed in front of Qin Guanyue.

And behind him.

The young man who was thrown far away by Frost Cold State landed straight on Qin Guanyue, pressing her to the ground.

Qin Guanyue was almost fainted by the pressure, when the young man looked up at her in a daze, their lips passed by.

The boy slightly opened his eyes wide, then suddenly closed them and passed out.

"..."

Qin Guanyue never thought that her first kiss in this life would be broadcast live by tens of thousands of people.

Han Zhengwei and the audience were also stunned.

"..."

The well-dressed boy watched this scene expressionlessly, then suddenly raised the dagger in his hand, and stabbed at Yue Wentian.

"stop!"

A loud shout came from the top of the head, and stopped the sharply dressed boy's knife in time.

Everyone looked up at the same time, and saw a young man in white rushing down the mountain stepping on light kung fu, and held down the hand of the young man in strong clothes who was holding a knife.

The well-dressed boy turned his head to look at him, still expressionless.

"Second Xiao, you can't kill this one!"

The young man in white was full of panic on his handsome and immature face, "He is the one that Eldest Brother wants."

The well-dressed boy turned his head again, looked at the two people who were pressed together on the ground, and said in a calm voice, "But he defiled..."

The man in white covered his mouth, "You can shut up!"

Qin Guanyue: "..."

She got up silently, helped the boy in black to sit on the ground with a cold face, looked at the two boys in front of her, "Xie Yu."

"Yes……"

The white-clothed boy named Xie Yu obediently responded, then bent down to help the unconscious black-clothed boy.

Qin Guanyue watched his movements and frowned, "Take it easy, he has a chest injury."

The well-dressed boy glanced at Yue Wentian, his gaze was a little cold.

Xie Yu immediately grabbed the handsome young man, "Come on, give me a hand."

Xiao Sheng stepped forward silently, and supported the boy in black together.

"Let him go."

Lou Binghe raised the sword in his hand and pointed at the three of them, his eyes were full of murderous intent, "Since Frost Cold State will no longer intervene, no one can stop Ling Yunqi from arresting people."

Xie Yu subconsciously looked at his elder brother.

Qin Guanyue said lightly, "Take it away."

Xie Yu nodded immediately, and together with Xiao Sheng, he helped the man towards Qin Tianjian.

Lou Binghe's eyes sharpened, and he flew towards Qin Guanyue who was on the steps.

"Stop!" Master Han Xiaohou exclaimed.

The fierce sword energy blowing towards her face lifted her long hair, but Qin Guanyue didn't even blink her eyes.

The sword movement stopped abruptly, Lou Binghe raised his sword and pointed at the eyes of the young man in front of him, his eyes were cold.

Qin Guanyue curled her lips, "Why did the general stop?"

Lou Binghe narrowed his eyes, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I won't die, why should I be afraid?"

"..."

"Are you so sure I won't kill you?"

"Correct."

Qin Guanyue smiled and brushed off her collar embroidered with bright yellow patterns, "Qin Tianjian chief apprentice, you can't afford to kill him."

"Domineering..." Young Master Han sighed blankly.

Xiaosi stared blankly at the side, "Is that the future head of Qin Tianjian, Daxi's emperor teacher?"

"It's too young."

"Looks like he's only fourteen or fifteen years old..."

"But she's really good-looking, a bit prettier than the famous girls in the capital!"

"No one knows that Qin Tianjian's disciples are all good-looking, and they don't know whether we will be selected."

"Is this a talent contest or a beauty contest..."

"You don't care what you choose, if you can enter Qin Tianjian, you will have a great future in the future."

"..."

Han Zhengwei felt itchy when he heard the discussions in his ear, and turned to ask his servant, "What do I look like?"

Xiaosi looked at him honestly, "Very handsome."

Han Zhengwei nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the standing figure on the stone steps with a smile, "Go home and tell the old man that I have enrolled in this school, and bring a daughter-in-law home to show him."

Little Four: "..."

"He is a remnant of the Yue clan, and if he is not careful, he will cause turmoil in the country."

Lou Binghe looked at the young man in front of him, his tone was low and cold, "Is this what Gong Yue meant?"

Qin Guanyue looked at him calmly, "You are already in the mirror of heaven."

Lou Binghe looked up, and the two Qin Tianjian disciples had already led people to learn about Jianshi.

"when--"

Lou Binghe raised his hand and stabbed the sword into the ground, then walked forward.

"Slow down." Qin Guanyue spoke again.

Lou Binghe stopped and looked at her, "What else is there?"

"There are two people who can untie the sword and stop it."

Qin Guanyue said slowly, "One, those who enter must untie their swords, and two, on the day of recruiting, outsiders should stop."

"so?"

"Unfortunately, today happens to be the day of recruitment."

Qin Guanyue turned around and looked condescendingly at the people below her and said loudly, "Whether it's Xiangwei or Daxi, no one can break Qin Tianjian's rules."

"In a quarter of an hour, I hope to see you all have descended to Fuyun Mountain, otherwise..."

Qin Guanyue slowly raised her hand, and Qin Tianjian above her head immediately walked out with more than a dozen white-clothed disciples, and behind them were hundreds of archers, all pointing their arrows at the people down the mountain.

"It will be buried on my Fuyun Mountain."

(End of this chapter)