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Jun Xizhu has always thought that she is a person with a decent sleeping posture, because when she wakes up every morning, she can see that her sleeping posture is almost the same as when she fell asleep last night, except that her clothes and black hair are a little messy. It kind of.

Therefore, when she didn't want to go to the nearby cave to live with the refugees, she lay down on Her Royal Highness's bed as a matter of course, without any embarrassment. If she knew that Chu Xi would see a good show because of this, she would definitely regret it I climbed into the bed of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

It's a pity that she didn't know it beforehand, and she didn't even know it afterwards.

Chu Xi has always been a light sleeper. Even when she was injured and sleepless all night, she was still shocked by Jun Xizhu's actions. After being awakened, she witnessed Jun Xizhu's sleeping posture with her own eyes. Lost the cool look, revealing the real sense of amazement.

She saw Jun Xizhu sleeping with her cloak in her arms, sleeping from the head of the bed to the middle of the stone bed, from the middle to the end of the bed, and then rolling back to the head of the bed. Putting on the sleeping posture that is almost the same as when she was lying down, if Chu Xi hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would not have believed that such a person with such a straight sleeping posture had actually rolled back and forth on the bed!

Therefore, when Jun Xizhu woke up, it was already dark outside, and Chu Xi was already dressed in silver armor, and was sitting on another stool in the cave. But he found that Her Royal Highness's book of war was actually held upside down in his hand.

"Your Highness is really a great talent, but the art of war is actually backwards!"

"Miss praise!" Chu Xi straightened the book of war indifferently, and then said: "The one who can be called a great talent, Xi thinks, must be Miss Lingxue!"

A person who can sleep so wonderfully is indeed a rare talent in the world, and Princess Chuxi sighs that he is inferior.

Although Jun Xizhu felt that Chu Xi's words had other meanings, she stared at Chu Xi's cold face for a long time, but she didn't see any flaws. She couldn't help feeling that maybe she was thinking too much, and Chu Xi's words might It's just a polite word, it doesn't mean much.

Seeing Jun Xizhu wake up, Chu Xi summoned the soldiers waiting outside to serve dinner, porridge and wild vegetables. Jun Xizhu was already hungry, and he didn't dislike it at all.

While Jun Xizhu and the princess Chu Xi were having dinner, the night wolf bandits at Wuxin Ridge were in a serious atmosphere, and the three bandit leaders were all gathered in one place, discussing.

"Then what is the meaning of Princess Nanchu? Instead of escaping, she set up camp on Wuxin Ridge. Isn't she afraid that we will go up the mountain and kill her?" The three leaders of Yelang were brothers, and they spoke at this moment. It was the younger three leaders.

The second leader is a fat man, stuttering, but his mind is not bad. He took a sip from the wine bowl, and responded to the third leader: "Then...then...the girl is fine...you must have seen us through The...the...plan, so she didn't...no... fled to Xishu."

The three leaders nodded and said: "Indeed, if we hadn't installed an internal response in the Princess Mansion in advance, we would never have expected that a girl like her would actually dare to provoke us."

Half a month ago, this group of the most powerful sand bandits in the Western Desert robbed Luocheng and left. Gongsun Mo, the general stationed in the city, said that he was ill and refused Princess Chuxi outside the door.

The next day, Princess Chuxi ordered five hundred soldiers in the government, and a total of five hundred government servants and soldiers in the three cities of Jin, Luo, and Gen. Then, with a trick to cross the sea, she pretended to be sand bandits and sneaked into the Western Desert.

Four days ago, Yelangzhai received information that the bandits surrounded Chu Xi's bandit army in the depths of the Western Desert. Under the absolute disparity in strength, Princess Chu Xi was defeated, and then withdrew all the way to Wuxin Ridge.

"I heard that girl rescued a little girl on the way to escape?" After a pause, the three leaders said: "Could it be the one who escaped from us a while ago?"

The second leader's fat face trembled, and he stood up abruptly, knocking the wine bowl in his hand to the ground, and said in shock: "That...then...the little girls are really... very...we are from a big village They were all tricked by her..."

It was obvious that the two chiefs had suffered from that man's hand, and they were very secretive. He couldn't help but rubbed his hands and walked back and forth, and kept saying: "It's over... It's over... It's over... Let this The two get together..."

In this way, the faces of the three leaders and the second leader turned pale at the same time, and they ran to the big leader in panic, almost saying in unison: "Brother, what should we do now?"

"Get out!" The big leader kicked the two of them away, and roared angrily: "You two big gentlemen are afraid of women, don't you feel ashamed, I want to lose face!"

"Brother, you haven't tasted the power of that little girl..."

"That little girl... just... just... just one... stare... and stared to death several...brothers..."

"Hmph, I'm going to grab it and taste it!" The chief had a beard all over his face, and there was a scar on the left side of his face, and he was angry at this moment, looking extremely ferocious.

Seeing that the boss had already copied his knife and walked out of the tent, the second and third leaders looked at each other, smiled wryly, and followed them out of the tent.

The three of them had just stepped out of the tent door, they suddenly stopped, knelt down on one knee at the same time, and said in unison: "See you sir!"

Son—the son of a princely family!

But these three vicious leaders of the West Desert bandits bowed down at the same time.

Outside the bandits' tent, a snow-white gauze soft bridge stopped safely, and four waiters in black clothes with swords stood quietly outside the sedan chair.

The gangsters on the surrounding sentry posts were all shocked, because none of them saw when and where the light gauze soft sedan came from. On the other hand, the three bandit leaders seemed to be used to it.

"Want to act without authorization?" The voices from inside the soft sedan were like jade objects striking each other, extremely crisp and sweet, but with a sense of indistinguishability between male and female: "You are so courageous that you don't even listen to my son's words. ..."

It was obviously just a general remark, and there was no negative emotion in his voice, but the three bandit leaders kneeling on the ground were dripping with cold sweat, and they didn't even open their mouths to defend themselves.

Two of the waiters spread a snow-white thick blanket on the ground in front of the soft bridge, lifted the veil on the soft sedan chair, and a [-]-year-old boy stepped down gracefully—his eyes were as clear as his voice, his hands were indistinguishable. Holding a jade fracture fan, dressed in snow-colored dark clothes, covered with a cloak of the same color, and hanging auspicious white jade with cloud patterns on his waist, he is as graceful as a fairy descending from the clouds!

Seeing him stepping off the soft sedan chair, the three bandit chiefs knelt even lower and called out without any momentum: "Master..."

"Don't you trust me?" The young man stepped slowly on the thick blanket, holding a fan behind his back, with a gentle look on his face: "My lord has already said that this princess of Nanchu will definitely not be able to return to Nanchu alive. But you don't believe it?"

"Do you know why my lord doesn't let you kill her yourself?" The lord in white squatted down gracefully, his voice as soft as a breeze: "Even if she's just an unfavored princess from Nanchu, that's not enough." You can't move, understand? If she dies at the hands of the bandits in the West Desert, where will the face of Nanchu be placed? Where will the face of Nanchu Wuhou Ouyang Mingyue be placed? You think they dare not put Nanchu The army has come to this western desert to destroy you?"

"So, the one who wants to kill Chuxi can only be Xishu, do you understand?" the white-robed young man asked gently.

The three bandit chiefs nodded hastily, for fear of being slow for a moment.

"Now that you understand, do you still need me to give you a ride?" The young man in white stood up, opened the folding fan and shook it lightly, and turned gracefully back to the sedan chair. Hui acupuncture point, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips and fell to the ground.

The second leader and the third leader knelt even lower, and it was a long time after the young man in white returned to the sedan chair and was carried away by the four waiters in black. Then they dared to raise their heads and cry bitterly while hugging their elder brother.

It was night, the moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the third watch was coming, so Princess Chuxi told people to get ready to go.

Not long after, a group of soldiers from Southern Chu evacuated the refugees from Wuxin Ridge, descended from the south in the dark, and then detoured to the east, intending to go directly through the Western Desert to return to Southern Chu.

On the top of the cliff to the east of Wuxin Ridge, a young man in white stood gracefully. Through the moonlight, he looked at the billowing smoke and dust at the bottom of the cliff where Princess Nanchu led the troops to evacuate. With a tone of victory, he ordered the black-clothed waiter standing behind him: "Decree Yelangzhai to pursue for thirty miles, and they must be forced into the border of Western Shu. If Chu Xi survives and returns to Southern Chu, I will take Yelang Zhai asked."

After hearing this, the waiter in black respectfully retreated, but Yelangzhai sent an order, but when he turned around, he saw a girl in green clothes climbing the cliff using lightness kung fu.

The girl's qinggong is very good, it seems to be two points higher than that of the waiter in black. After she climbed the cliff, she immediately ran to the young man in white, with a happy smile on her face: "A Yu sees you, young master!"

Claiming to see you, but there is no ceremony of greeting, just reached out to grab the wide sleeve of the white-clothed young man, and said happily: "Young master, guess quickly, what did Ah Yu bring back for young master?"

The sleeve was caught suddenly, and the boy in white couldn't help but a trace of annoyance flashed across his face. He struggled, but he didn't break free from the girl named A Yu, and the girl named A Yu groped for the sleeve instead, directly He grabbed his hand and touched it, shaking his head and smiling complacently: "My lord, guess quickly, guess what Ah Yu brought back for you..."

"Let go!" The young man in white couldn't bear it anymore, and finally shouted softly: "A man and a woman can't kiss each other, Ah Yu is already a big girl, how can he touch a man's hand casually?"

"A Yu has only touched the young master's hand!" The hand in her palm had already been freed, and the girl in Tsing Yi couldn't help complaining: "Besides, the young master is not a man..."

The more you listened to the young man in white, the darker his face became. When the green scriptures appeared on his forehead, the young girl in green realized that the young man was really angry. She immediately untied a long bag from her back and handed it to the young man in white. She looked at him intently, hoping that he would stop being angry after seeing what was inside.

The young man in white opened the bag, and saw an incomparably luxurious black long sword wrapped inside, and the snow-white fringe of the sword swayed gently in the wind.

"Yellow Spring Sword?!!!" The young man in white couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It's the Huangquan Sword!" The girl in Tsing Yi saw the startled look in the eyes of the usually prudent young man in white, and couldn't help but proudly said: "The number one sword in the Jianghu, there is a fake one!"

Just after being shocked by such a sentence, the young man in white has already suppressed the shock on his face, and asked: "Where did you come from?"

"I snatched it from a silly girl!" Speaking of this, the girl in Tsing Yi couldn't help but took the young man's arm again, and said unwillingly: "Young master, you always say that Ah Yu is stupid, but Ah Yu But I saw someone who was even more stupid than Ah Yu."

"That girl is really stupid. She was injured and ran in the western desert with Huang Quanjian in her arms, and she fainted in front of Princess Chuxi on purpose...Son, don't you think it's weird to be so stupid?"

The young man in white continued to break away from Ayu girl's clutches, and while drawing his sword out of its sheath, he asked, "What happened next?"

"Later, it was naturally Princess Chu Xi who saved her..."

"Did Chu Xi see the Huangquan sword?" The white-clothed boy suddenly interrupted the girl in Tsing-clothed clothes and asked.

"Of course I saw it, but Chu Xi only took one look, then put it back into that silly girl's arms..."

"So, you brought it?!" The young man in white had already pulled out the Huangquan sword, but saw a small note slipped out of the scabbard, and wrote: "Your see the words are like faces, I will return the nobles now, if it The day we meet again will be the time for blood sacrifice to this sword!"

The young man in white was holding a soft note, although there was no signature on it, it still made his complexion turn livid in an instant, he turned around and stared coldly at the girl in Tsing Yi for a while, and cursed fiercely: "You... ...you...you idiot! You've been tricked!"

"That silly girl you mentioned is the Sword Master of Huangquan!!!" The white-clothed man pointed his sword straight at the girl in Tsing Yi's neck, and said in a cold voice, "Do you think the Sword Master of Huangquan is a fool? Do you think the master of Biluo Gun would be so easy Let you take away the Huangquan sword?!!!"

"But where did I fall for it?" The girl in Tsing Yi was stunned, squatting down and hugging her head in thought, and said, "After I snatched the Huangquan sword, I went around the western desert for two days on purpose, and got rid of everyone behind me. You just came to see the young master, how could you fall into the trap again?"

Seeing the appearance of this young girl in Tsing Yi, the young man in white was neither angry nor angry, he couldn't help but crouch down with his head in his arms, he lost all demeanor of being an exile, and said with pain on his face: "Chu Ximing knew you were a spy, why didn't she kill you? Because she knew you were the descendant of the Astrology Clan, so she let you come back alive."

"You didn't snatch the Huangquan Sword, but she deliberately asked you to take it away..."

"There is a huge connection between the Biluo gun and the Huangquan sword. Why did Chu Xi only save the Huangquan sword master and let you steal the Huangquan sword? Can't even see through the little tricks?"

"If there are rumors that the Huangquan sword is in our hands, how will the people of the world treat us? How will the real Huangquan sword master deal with us?"

"Eastern Purple Myrtle Emperor Star is dim, but Pojun and Seven Killers are getting brighter day by day. As a descendant of the astrological family, don't you understand that this is the astrology that is about to cause chaos in the world?!" The young man in white straightened up again, Pointing at the starry sky in the sky, he sternly said to the girl in Tsing Yi: "Why does my master want to kill Chuxi? It is because she broke the army and obeyed her orders, and she was destined to raise the army. strangle her before she rises..."

"Obviously I asked you to assassinate Chuxi, but she has been safe and sound so far, and only brought back such a broken sword. You...you want to piss me off, right?"

"But...but..." The girl in Tsing Yi grinned, a little unconvinced, but she said cautiously: "Sister Ayan said, Princess Chu Xi is very pitiful. She lost her parents when she was three years old, and she is still being punished by her." When people leave the palace, they don’t have enough food or clothing to stay warm..."

"Okay... Chu Xi is very pitiful, young master, I am not pitiful, right?" The young man in white was very angry, but he seemed calm, and his face was calm again, as if he was an exiled immortal: "Who is Ah Yan?"

"It's the sister Ayan who the young master sent to assassinate Princess Chu Xi with me..."

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