Zongwu: Opening Awakening copy and paste

Qiao An agreed, and slowly retreated, and immediately ordered someone to go secretly to Huang Wu to spread the message.

...

Sleeping Dragon Hall.

"Your Majesty, Pavilion Master Feng please see me."

When Lan Wuxian was in a state of desperation, Xue Shu slowly walked into the hall and said softly.

"Why is he here?"

Lan Wuxian froze for a moment, and hurriedly asked Xue Shu to invite Feng Wuhen in.

Soon, Feng Wuhen followed Xue Shu into the hall slowly.

"Pavilion Master Feng, why are you here?"

Seeing Feng Wuhen walk in, Lan Muling asked with a smile, the helpless expression just now disappeared in an instant.

Seeing Lan Wuxian pretending to be relaxed, Feng Wuhen curled his lips into a smile and didn't point it out.

"Hurry up and offer a seat to the master of Feng Pavilion, and serve tea."

Lan Wuxian immediately ordered Xue Shu to bring a chair for Feng Wuhen and pour a cup of tea.

Feng Wuhen was not polite, sat down slowly, picked up the tea and smelled it, but did not drink it.

He only drinks.

"I'm afraid the emperor has something on his mind?"

Feng Wuhen put down the teacup slowly, and said nonchalantly.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Lan Wuxian froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"North Korea and China are busy with affairs, and these two days are indeed a bit disturbing."

As Lan Wuxian spoke, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"I'm afraid the emperor's worries are not limited to internal worries, right?"

Feng Wuhen raised his head, looked at Lan Wuxian, and said calmly.

Lan Wuxian was stunned again, and couldn't help frowning.

"Master Maple already knows?"

Lan Wuxian asked tentatively.

"I'm afraid the entire Lingdu City knows it now? But the emperor seems to only want to hide it from the next person."

Feng Wuhen said with a smile.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Lan Wuxian helplessly shook his head and sighed.

"Since Pavilion Master Feng already knows about it, I won't hide it anymore. That's right, the Desolate Clan has indeed sent envoys here, and they have just left the palace not long ago."

Lan Wuxian said helplessly.

"Why did you lie to me?"

Feng Wuhen asked lightly.

"Because if Pavilion Master Feng knew the purpose of the Desolate Clan's visit, he would definitely not let them leave Lingdu easily."

Lan Wuxian said bluntly.

"Are you worried that once something happens to them in the Lingdu City, the Desolate Race will definitely go to war with the Lingdu Dynasty?"

Feng Wuhen continued to ask.

"It turns out that Pavilion Master Feng has already seen through everything. It was I who made things simple and made Pavilion Master Feng laugh."

"That's right, if the Desolate race and our dynasty go to war again, we don't have the confidence to win again like we did eight years ago."

Lan Wuxian frowned and said.

"But has the emperor ever thought that only when the two countries go to war is the best chance for Lan Xinyu to take over as the emperor?"

Feng Wuhen stared into Lan Wuxian's eyes, and asked word by word.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Lan Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of sudden realization...

Chapter 317 The one who touches the reverse scale dies

Royal Palace.

Sleeping Dragon Hall.

"Governor Yifeng means that he wants the Desolate Clan and the Lingdu Dynasty to fight again?"

Lan Wuxian looked at Feng Wuhen and asked with a frown.

"Only in this way can your daughter have a legitimate chance to replace the crown prince as the emperor."

Feng Wuhen nodded and said.

"But if the two countries go to war again, the people at the border will be baptized by the flames of war again. How can I bear it?"

Lan Wuxian frowned, and said helplessly.

"It's worthwhile to give up some people for the future of the Lingdu Dynasty, but I can promise you that this time, it is impossible for the Desolate Race to set foot in the Lingdu Dynasty again!"

Feng Wuhen said seriously.

"With the words of Pavilion Master Feng, I naturally believe it, but after all, the 50 army of the Desolate Clan cannot be repelled so easily. If they really mobilize with all their strength, regardless of the consequences, I am afraid that it will be a disaster for the people on the border. disaster."

Lan Wuxian still said worriedly.

"Let's not talk about his mere 50 troops, even if it's a million lions, what fear do I have in Tianya Haige? In this battle, the Desolate Clan will definitely lose, as I said!"

Feng Wuhen snorted coldly, and said firmly.

Before entering the palace to meet Lan WuXian, he had already thought of all the countermeasures.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I won't care about the Desolate Race anymore!"

"However, Pavilion Master Feng seems to have forgotten that apart from the Desolate Clan, there is also the Heavenly Palace of the Divine Realm watching over them. I don't know what they have reached with the crown prince, but if Xinyu and the crown prince officially confront each other, the Heavenly Palace of the Divine Realm will not stand idly by."

Lan Wuxian said with a solemn expression.

"Don't worry, with me here, no one can touch Lan Xinyu! Whether it's the Desolate Race or the God's Domain Tiangong, sooner or later I will trample them under my feet!"

Feng Wuhen said coldly.

"Okay! Then I will leave everything to Pavilion Master Feng!"

Lan Wuxian nodded, his gaze finally firm.

Feng Wuhen smiled, stood up and walked out.

"I will kill Huang Wu as a gift to the Huang people, and tell the border guards that they can't take half a step back until the real reinforcements arrive!"

After the words fell, Feng Wuhen had already walked out of the hall.

"Real reinforcements?! Does Pavilion Master Feng have any backup?"

Lan Wuxian couldn't help standing up, looking out of the main hall and asking.

But Feng Wuhen had already left and did not answer him.

"Your Majesty, just based on his words, do you really want to start another war?"

Xue Shu looked at Lan Wuxian with a sad face, and asked hesitantly.

"If you can't break it, you can't stand it, I trust him! Secretly inform the border guards and prepare to meet the enemy!"

Lan Wuxian gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

The arrow is on the string, and he has no choice but to shoot. He is already riding a tiger, but fortunately, he has placed all his bets on Feng Wuhen.

...

palace gate.

Feng Wuhen slowly walked out from the towering palace gate, with a slightly dignified expression.

"Master."

Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue, who were waiting for the carriage outside the palace, took a few steps to greet him and saluted respectfully.

"Take me to the barren camp outside the city."

Feng Wuhen said something lightly, and got into the carriage.

Lu Xiaofeng agreed, and got on their horses with Ximen Chuuxue, and headed out of Lingdu city.

Before entering the palace, they already knew Feng Wuhen's plan.

...

Ten miles outside Lingdu City.

Dozens of camps stood beside a stream. Hundreds of Huang tribe soldiers in animal skins stood upright one by one, guarding the camp, and no one dared to approach.

It was getting dark, and a bonfire had already been lit in the camp, with wisps of cooking smoke rising, and it seemed that dinner was about to start.

In the largest tent located in the center of the camp, there were occasional shouts, as if someone was venting their anger.

More than a dozen guards in hardcover stood on the left and right sides of the camp, their eyes were like torches. Although nothing happened, none of them dared to take it lightly.

At this moment, a black carriage and two white horses came slowly from a distance and stopped at the gate of the camp.

It was Feng Wuhen and the three of them.

"Who! Stop!"

A group of soldiers immediately went up to meet them, pulled out their weapons, stared at Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue who were riding on horseback and asked.

"Our cabinet chief sees you, General Huangwu, and you haven't gone in to report!"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, looked at the soldier who spoke and said.

"Why is the pavilion master not the pavilion master? This is the place where the Desolate race is stationed. No one is allowed to approach, leave quickly! Otherwise..."

Before the man's voice fell, a sword sound suddenly sounded!

Immediately afterwards, he saw the man's eyes widen in horror, clutching his neck and falling backwards, twitching and swallowing his last breath in a pool of blood.

Maybe he didn't understand what happened until the moment he died.

Ximen Chuixue has already released his sword!

For Feng Wuhen's order, he never hesitated.

"Assassins! There are assassins!"

"Protect the General!"

Following the soldier's fall, chaos erupted in the camp. More than [-] soldiers were divided into two groups, one group approached the largest tent in the middle, and the other group rushed towards the camp gate.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue didn't hesitate anymore, they jumped off their horses and rushed into the crowd!

Immediately afterwards, the sound of shouting and killing and the sound of metal and iron clashing sounded instantly, breaking the tranquility of the evening!

"Who dares to break into my camp of the Desolate race!"

With a stern shout, Huang Wu strode out of the tent, looked at the gate of the camp, his face was full of anger.

At this moment, a black afterimage shot out from the compartment of the black carriage like lightning, and appeared ten steps away from Huangwu in an instant.

Feng Wuhen!

"Who are you?! Three people dared to break into my camp, looking for death!"

Huang Wu stared at Feng Wuhen and asked sharply.

"Envoy of the Underworld, send you on your way!"

Feng Wuhen smiled and replied lightly.

"kill him!"

Huang Wu opened his eyes wide, waved his big hand, and gave the order directly.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of soldiers waved their weapons and rushed towards Feng Wuhen.

Feng Wuhen sneered, looked disdainfully at the soldiers of the Desolate race rushing towards him, then suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and then appeared on the right side of the crowd!