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Then, head towards the camp behind.

The bell sounded.

The cloud of lead above the sky was getting heavier and heavier.

The howling wind became more and more urgent.

There were broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground, rivers of blood flowed all over the ground, and mess all over the ground.

There is no winner in this war.

Only Ximen Chuuxue can be called a god.

"Little friend Ximen, I really admire you more and more." Wang Shouming stood beside Ximen Chuixue and said with a smile.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him and said, "Is your injury okay?"

"It's okay, I can't die yet. Hahaha, this old man is already prepared to meet the coming of death. I didn't expect that little friend Ximen saved his life." He laughed.

"It's fine if you don't die, you still owe me a horse." Ximen Chuixue said.

"..."

Wang Shouming was stunned.

He seemed to really owe Ximen Chuuxue a horse.

It's just a horse. As for remembering it for so long?

The Beijing camp receded like a tide, and all the disciples of Bailianzong collapsed on the city wall from exhaustion.

East Gate.

Shen Ying looked at the corpses all around.

His hands trembled.

"Seventh Junior Brother, what are you doing for?" Song Yan looked at him and asked in a daze.

For what?

Shen Ying asked herself in her heart.

For the bloody revenge of the Shen family?

In order to repay Zheng Qingsong's life-saving grace?

Maybe both, maybe not.

Even he doesn't know.

Easy to get in, hard to get out.

Human emotions are like maggots attached to the bones. Once they are contaminated, don't try to get rid of them easily.

Shen Ying has stayed in Bailianzong for too long, so long that he has gotten used to the identity of Bailianzong, and his heart is full of affection for Bailianzong.

"From today onwards, I am no longer the Great Elder Shen Ying of Bailian Sect, but Shen Ying of the famous sword Shen family."

He dropped a sentence and stepped out of the city gate tower.

He fell to the ground and walked slowly towards the camp of the imperial army.

"Ximen Sword God."

He came to Ximen Chuuxue and looked at Ximen Chuuxue who was dressed in white like snow.

"If you were you, how would you choose?"

Wang Shouming next to him looked at him suspiciously, he didn't know about Shen Ying yet.

Ximen Chuuxue, on the other hand, just focused on the battle between Zheng Qingsong and Xin Yuanchen, and understood a little bit.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him and shook his head.

"You did nothing wrong."

He said flatly.

In fact, he didn't know how to choose, but he felt that Shen Ying was right.

When emotions are involved, the lines between right and wrong can become very blurred.

He can understand Shen Ying's choice, so he doesn't think Shen Ying is wrong.

Chapter 172 Su Wang Zheng Hua

A big battle ended with unexpected results.

Of course, after receiving the information, everyone couldn't help being silent for a long time.

The game is tied.

This is not a good thing for everyone.

Because the next one is likely to be a more turbulent catastrophe.

Guiyun Province, Tianyuan County.

King Su Zheng Hua sat in the main hall, frowning.

Since the outbreak of this war, he has been paying attention to it, and because he is in Tianyuan County, which is the closest to the battlefield, the news he received is very timely and detailed.

Both Xin Yuanchen and Zheng Qingsong suffered losses, Ximen Chuuxue's achievement of the Martial Arts Realm, Shen Ying's betrayal of Bailianzong, etc., at this time, he was very clear.

But the clearer it is, the more shocked it is.

Many of these things were beyond his expectation and imagination.

"What should I do next?"

"This situation makes me feel like I have nowhere to attack."

he murmured in a low voice.

There were too many things involved in this battle, so much that he, King Da Lisu, felt powerless to intervene.

He was a little melancholy and a little dazed.

"Actually, this is the best opportunity for Your Highness." A middle-aged Confucian scholar said next to him.

"What chance?" Zheng Hua asked hesitantly.

The Confucian scholar replied: "Take the throne."

Zheng Hua looked at him strangely, feeling that what he said was a little silly.

Although he managed Tianyuan County fairly well in the past two years, and his power has increased a lot, but wanting to seize the throne is simply wishful thinking.

Let's not talk about how strong Zheng Qingsong is, let's say that Zheng Qingsong is surrounded by not only the imperial guards and the Beijing camp, but also several master masters, as well as a great master of martial arts, Ximen Sword God.

What does he rely on to win the position?

dreaming?

The Confucian scholar seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and explained: "Your Majesty is seriously injured at this time, and it is the weakest time, if His Highness can kill him without anyone noticing~~"

He didn't say anything later, but Zheng Hua already understood.

This proposal can be described as audacious.

It does seem to work though.

If Zheng Qingsong died suddenly, who would be able to sit on the throne?

All adult princes have a chance.

And he is in this Guiyun Province, near the water and the first to get the moon.

"Your Highness, if His Majesty does not die now, the chances of His Highness will be even smaller in the future." Confucian scholar persuaded.

Zheng Hua was full of hesitation.

Indeed, if you don't make a move now, you will really have no chance in the future.

Because he didn't have the confidence to survive Zheng Qingsong.

"But it's not easy to let him die suddenly." Zheng Hua said.

The Confucian scholar said in a low voice: "I remember that there is a seven-leaf blood qi grass in His Highness's mansion."

Seven-leaf Blood Qi Grass is a high-quality spiritual grass, which has the effect of replenishing qi and blood.

If it is used by ordinary warriors, the Seven Leaf Blood Qi Grass is definitely a high-quality spiritual herb.

But if the wounded take it, it is a deadly poison.

It will prevent the wound from healing, allow the blood in the body to flow quickly, and drain the blood in the body in a very short period of time.

The more serious the injury, the faster the death rate.

Moreover, due to the rapid circulation of qi and blood, it is useless to cut off the pulse at acupoints.

With Zheng Qingsong's injuries, it is estimated that he will become a mummy in a short while.

Zheng Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, but still hesitated in his heart.

One can imagine how dangerous this matter is, once exposed, he will definitely die without a burial.

But the temptation of the throne is right in front of you.

"Now Ximen Jianhou is already a grand master. Even if His Majesty dies suddenly, Ximen Jianhou can still resist Bailianzong. Your Highness doesn't need to worry about Bailianzong." Ru Shan said again.

A gleam flashed in Zheng Hua's eyes, and he nodded slightly.

For the throne, it is worth taking any risk.

"My king will go to the barracks tomorrow."

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Shanhai County, Wangfuzhong.

Zheng Ming looked at the letter in his hand from Guiyun Province.

"Haha, the Sword God has actually broken through!" He laughed loudly.

He didn't care about the others, but Ximen Chuuxue's breakthrough surprised him.

Before, he always felt that without a great master in hand, he was not at ease.

Now with Ximen Chuuxue, he can finally settle down.

Beside, Jia Xu had a strange look in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Your Highness, congratulations, Your Highness."

"Congratulations indeed, but the fun is yet to come." Zheng Ming said with a smile.

The significance of Ximen Fuxue's breakthrough is not just that of a great master, but also means that he is qualified to sit on the chessboard.

Whether it is Bailianzong or other dynasties, he is qualified to compete.

And the gratifying thing is not only Ximen Chuuxue, but also Beishan Province.

Xin Qiji had gone to Beishan Province two days ago, and yesterday he selected a group of civil servants from Shanhai County and sent them to Beishan Province.

Next is the time to harvest luck value on a large scale.

At the beginning, he only occupied one Lingyuan Mansion and gained more than 3000 luck points. Now, if he occupies the entire Beishan Province, there will be tens of thousands of points.

Moreover, there will be more Luck values ​​in the future. If Beishan Province is operated, the Luck values ​​obtained in the future may be hundreds of thousands.

Zheng Ming's heart pounded at the thought of having hundreds of thousands of luck points.

Not just Beishan Province, but the whole Dali.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ming frowned slightly.

It is really not easy to sit on Dali's throne.

He looked up at Jia Xu.

"Is there any news from Kyoto?"

Jia Xu said, "No, everything is normal."

"Those shadow guards are still in the capital?" Zheng Ming asked.