Fu Canglu

Chapter 621 The Killing of the Seven Families
"idiot!"

"idiot!"

"Such big news, only now, now I know! You Senluo Dao, the palace council, and even the officials in the court, a group of idiots... all of you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard will not dare!"

A glazed porcelain cup worth thousands of gold was smashed to the ground, and the ear-piercing sound of breaking made people startled.

Then the sleeve robe was slammed down on the sapphire table, and there was a heavy brushing sound. All kinds of things placed on the table, calligraphy, jade, all fell to the ground, splashed and rolled, and this unprecedented Thunder was furious. After a burst of noise, it slowly returned to calm.

Cao Zhixuan slowly fell back to his seat, resting his forehead with his hands.

The heavy panting sound echoed in the study.

The wedding post had been torn into pieces by him.

The 20 years of peace in the Spring and Autumn Period was a rare respite for the Northern Wei Dynasty.

After the collusion between Zipao and Yaozu was defeated, Xiyao was not dead, but Jiang Qingyi completely rebelled against Wei. The Xiguan Iron Armor, which was expected to be held in the hands of the Luoyang Palace, became the sharpest man who stabbed Cao's man's confidants. of a spear.

In such a situation, the only thing to be thankful for is that His Royal Highnesses of Qi Liang died in battle one after another, and the whole country mourned in the Southern Dynasties.

His Royal Highness died in the fire in Lujia Town.

His Royal Highness died in the heavy snow on Bachi Mountain.

The two young dragons in Lanling City died at the hands of the Yaozu.

Qiliang's anger naturally migrated to the demon clan. The iron armor of the North Gusu Road advanced across the Great Wall of Fengsui, and began the first western expedition. Led by the great general in Tsing Yi, the monster clan who had not yet had time to evacuate from the Western Regions was swept away. , Kill them all.

After the blood pool of the holy mountain collapsed, most of the family property in the chess palace was emptied. The holy power accumulated by the four saints for many years helped the five palaces and four tunes of the chess palace to revive, and took the core members of the monster clan to the small world to take refuge .

And the remaining desolate people in the chess palace, half-demons, under the angry will of Qiliang Lanling City, began a long westward migration.

The Northern Wei got a respite.

Even this kind of breathing is not easy.

After the Yaozu retreated and withdrew from the Western Regions, with Liangjia City as the boundary, the "traitors" in Xiguan immediately launched a crusade against Luoyang.

And Sen Luodao's suffocating information came: Jiang Qingyi, the new white-robed lord of Misty Slope, has entered a new realm of martial arts and kendo. He has already become one of the top evil cultivators in the Central Plains.

After several small battles in a row, Jiang Qingyi entered the battlefield alone, as if entering a land of no one, the Northern Wei Dynasty was unstoppable!

Who would have thought that such a frail scholar back then could become the sharpest long sword on the battlefield?
Trick to lethal.

See blood seal throat.

Zipao Offers Advice
In the Daji Mountains, during an ambush carefully planned by the Northern Wei Dynasty, Jiang Qingyi single-handedly killed fourteen Senluo Dao ninth-rank warriors with his fists, and then used a wooden sword to severely injure the one who used the Fusheng Ring Grandmaster Zhong Yusheng.

This is a must-kill situation, but unfortunately it didn't work.

The patriarch of the Zhong family who returned to Luoyang was seriously injured, and his cultivation level even showed signs of retreat. It is a pity to say that he was an evildoer who was as famous as Tao Wuque and Murong during the Eight Great Kingdoms period.

"If there is one more ninth grade, you can kill it."

It can be seen that this assassination, which took all the thoughts of Zipao in the Northern Wei Dynasty, failed, but it was only a short distance away.

After Jiang Qingyi escaped by chance, he returned to Misty Slope to recuperate.

The bloody storm bounded by Liangjia City was also alleviated.

The Northern Wei Dynasty ushered in a real respite.

And at such an important moment!

This wedding post was handed to Cao Zhixuan.

The Champion Marquis was the prince with the most meritorious service among the 36 princes of Dingguo back then!

If the champion Hou lived a few more years, the Northern Wei Dynasty would not be just four vassal kings.

Even Champion Hou may become a key point to check and balance Li Qing.

After the death of Champion Hou, Chen Wanjuan, the heir, became the person with the most high hopes in Luoyang.

The inheritor of Confucianism and Taoism.

The situation with Xiao Buyi, the Second Highness of the Qi and Liang Dynasties, is the same as fire and water, a battle of fate.

The literary genius who unveiled the Lanling City for Luoyang.

Each of the titles will become an important title for him in the Northern Wei Dynasty in the future.

Li Qing is dead, and Chen Wanjuan is Luoyang in the Northern Wei Dynasty, the most promising young man to become a new vassal king.

He is the representative of Wei.

His words, deeds, and actions represent Great Wei.

It also means that it is the acquiescence of the Luoyang Palace.

Including, this wedding post.

Cao Zhixuan didn't object to this marriage, he didn't even care how Chen Wanjuan brought Wei Lingshan back from the Western Regions to Fengxueyincheng.

He only cares about one thing.

What impact will this incident have on the Northern Wei Dynasty?

Make it a little bigger.
What kind of benefits will this incident bring to the Northern Wei Dynasty?

no interest.

Only war.

The Northern Wei Dynasty struggled to survive wave after wave of setbacks. After repeated mistakes in decision-making, it had already lost the qualification to wrestle with Qi Liang in the final battle.

In the quiet and silent, such a rare opportunity for self-cultivation, this wedding post is like a piercing and sharp noise.

Give Qi Liang a reminder.

It also gave Qi Liang a chance.

It also gave Qi Liang a legitimate reason.

"It is reported that several big families in Lanling City have already rushed over. The royal children who are really involved in the core seem to be suppressed in the city and are not allowed to go out."

"The South China Sea is also making moves."

"Holy Island is still unclear."

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

Cao Zhixuan did not speak.

He said softly: "Let Ning Fengzhi go to Tianlang City, gather troops, and prepare for a surprise attack that may break out at any time. The waterway, the Xiguan side, put it down temporarily, avoid the battle, and let Zipao send a message to Lanling City."

He rubbed the space between his brows, and said bitterly, "Just say that the Northern Wei Dynasty wants peace, and is willing to pay the price for it."

People in the study left and came in one after another, and finally calmed down.

Cao Zhixuan covered his head in pain, his fingers clenched his hair tightly, his veins were exposed, he recalled the scene after scene in his mind.

The Northern Wei Dynasty is about to stand up.

One of the giant's knees was smashed, while the other was completely useless.

How did such an ending come about?
All options are no longer in my hands.

want peace.

I want the Qijiang Treaty.

The sword master is gone, and the Northern Wei Dynasty did not even have a great practitioner who advocated peace.

Chen Wanjuan's robes were already stained by the wind and snow. Needless to say, there is no need to say more about the instructions of this invitation. From the beginning to the end, there was no instruction from the Luoyang Palace. It was obviously a Hongmen Banquet in the name of the Northern Wei Dynasty. The guests who came to the banquet, if their cards were not strong enough, would probably be buried in the extreme north wind and snow.

Cao Zhixuan couldn't understand why Chen Wanjuan would betray the Northern Wei Dynasty, and at such an important moment, he handed over such a heart-piercing sword, piercing straight into his heart.

He thought about it for a long time.

Perhaps Chen Wanjuan didn't care about anything.

home country, world, righteousness
He wants nothing.

He didn't care what the Northern Wei Dynasty could give or promise him.

So what does he care about?

From the extreme north to the north, it is a severely cold and frozen land.

The cold wind is howling, and there is a silver-white city in the boundless snowfield. On the ancient city wall, the mottled marks left by the wind and snow washing seem to be stained with blackness like ink, which has not completely faded away.

On the snowfield, a mission of a hundred people has already approached this ancient city.

Fengxueyincheng, one of the three holy places, contains endless secrets in just four words.

The mission was headed by two young men, wrapped in pitch-black robes, the hem of which was blown by the cold wind.

One person was carrying a heavy ancient knife, and the back of the knife was wrapped with layers of green cloth, cutting the wind and snow around him, silent and chilling.

The other person had several simple and simple swords around his waist. The swords were complicated, and when they collided lightly, they sounded like wind chimes.

The two headed.

Hundreds of silent black robes, with edges as sharp as swords, rose and fell.

Seven people are behind.

In such a silent team, the robes fluttered like a ray of light between dawn and darkness, where brightness and depression blended together.

The light of the knife is cold.

The black robe is hot.

Su Fu put one hand on the "Prince Qin", he looked at the ancient city which was not far away, and stopped slowly.

Song Zhiqing also stopped.

The Seven Great Families all stopped in their tracks as the blizzard hit. Hundreds of black robes stood in front of the city of Snowy Silver City, and all of them raised their heads.

In that majestic city, there are people standing on the top of the city.

The man was dressed in bright red clothes, and looked like a red crabapple blooming in the ice and snow. He looked at the first batch of visitors, silently put his hands on the top of the city wall, looked down, and exerted a little force.

The ancient silver gate slowly opened, and pale wind and snow poured out.

The outside of the city was silvery white.

Not so in the city.

The big red sea surged, making it unclear what happened.

Chen Wanjuan on the top of the wall didn't have a smile on his face, he looked humble and inferior.

He said softly: "Today, Mrs. Chen got married, and all friends are willing to join us. I am really grateful."

Even so, there was no sense of gratitude.

All seven were extremely quiet.

No one speaks.

Chen Wanjuan didn't make a sound, as if waiting for someone to speak.

Someone finally spoke.

He first took a deep breath.

Then he tore off one side of the sleeve robe, tore off the long black cuff tape, wrapped one side around his fingertips, and after a circle, tied a knot forcefully.

The hand behind the sleeve robe was raised high.

That silent and chilling long black belt just floated over Beiyuan.

Like a slender and narrow battle flag.

Killing intent.

After the Spring and Autumn Period, except for the Mo Zhuanzhong family who belonged to the Northern Wei Dynasty.

A total of seven families, 140 people.

The Jinyu Su family is the head, on the left side of the North Tang Gate, and behind it is

The Chu family of Danjiu, the Wu family of Gemyu, the Wei family of Chess Scale, the Chen family of casting swords, and the Zhu family of furnace fire.

The flames scoffed and burned, the yin and yang colors spread across the ground, the strong wind blew up, and the light of the inferior magic arts flew like tassels, and the swords clanked.

The sound of tearing the sleeve robe one after another resounded on the land of Beiyuan.

Su Fu is in front.

140 A long black belt is behind.

The murderous intent is no longer hidden, so the scene is grand and spectacular.

Song Zhiqing lifted the heavy Shurasha, and together with Su Fu, he took a step forward.

Press ahead of Silver City.

Su Fu looked at Chen Wanjuan on the top of the wall, and said word by word.

"We disagree with this marriage."

(End of this chapter)