The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

The torrent of time turned into wind, tearing the colors of the sky and the earth, whistling past his face.

Beitang Han Ye stood in the wind, his unadorned white clothes fluttered behind him, and a bit of color centered on him, spreading towards the whole world.

After color, comes sound.

This is a battlefield, with broken banners and burnt black scorched earth dotted everywhere, soaring shouts sounded from the other side of the plain, and thousands of troops charged from behind the horizon.

Seeing the word "Qi" on the command flag, and looking at the colored plain, Beitang Hanye suddenly remembered that he had been to this place.

Before Banjiazi, he was still a Kunlun swordsman. When wars ignited on the land of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, he had experience in the world and hid his identity as a national teacher.

At that time, the emperor who was still the king of Qi was fighting for the throne with the crown prince, and Beitang Hanye chose the king of Qi camp——

It is the legion that is rushing in this direction now.

The sword master with black hair and white clothes stood on the spot, the Qiankun sword was already in his hand.

The army of mortals could not threaten him back then, let alone the illusion product created by the mirage dragon intercepting fragments from time.

There was a sound of breaking wind, and an arrow whirled and shot from the opposite side, aiming at the person who planned to kill.

But at this moment, the horseshoe galloped towards him behind him, and a black black iron gun stretched out from behind, and with a deft block, the arrow flew out.

The horse neighed, and the rider reined in the reins, causing the horse to stop in front of him with its hooves raised.

The sword master in white raised his head, looked at the man on the horse, and saw a familiar figure from his silhouette against the light.

The man in the formidable black armor and the taotie-patterned helmet couldn't hide his astonishing face, raised his eyebrows at him: "National teacher?"

Beitang Hanye was silent for a moment before calling him: "His Royal Highness."

He knew very well that the person speaking to him should be the prince of the Xuanyuan Dynasty half a year ago.

But at this moment, it is Ying Jiexin, the young master of the Hehuan Sect, who is being pushed into the position of the prince, and who is reenacting the history of the brotherhood in the illusion.

——I didn't expect to follow that ray of light to come in, and the first acquaintance I saw here was actually him.

The army on the opposite side was still approaching, and the man on the horse stretched out his hand and pulled the man standing on the ground up.

The sword master in white followed his strength and landed on the back of his horse. The horse galloped immediately and charged into King Qi's army in an instant.

Beitang Hanye lowered his gaze, looking at the terrifying black armor in front of him.

Since there are acquaintances mixed in this illusion, they cannot be killed directly.

I don't know that the people on the whole battlefield almost became the souls of his sword, and the people who flew countless enemy soldiers along the way with the black iron spear in their hands still asked in the charge: "Why did the national teacher come? Why didn't you hide just now?"

Beitang Hanye was used to seeing him dressed in red, but now he was dressed as a military general, and because of falling into an illusion, he lost his memory and became a mortal without cultivation. It seemed that even his personality had changed, which was very unaccustomed to him.

But the other party didn't seem to expect him to answer, but asked in a tone of interest, "Could it be that you have figured it out, understand that the orphan is the destiny, and is the right person for you to assist?"

He was controlling the horse, and there was a person behind him, but he easily killed a few in and out of King Qi's army, disturbing them, and then he laughed and turned his voice with true energy Spread the word to the battlefield, "National division come to help me!"

On the plain, the soldiers who were fighting fiercely with King Qi's army heard the voice of the prince, saw the prince's bloody horse riding a horse, and indeed brought the national teacher back from the opponent's camp, and immediately cheered thunderously.

The morale of the army increased greatly, and they beat King Qi's men back in one breath, and Ming Jin withdrew the troops.

And their coach had galloped, kicked up a trail of smoke and dust, and returned to the barracks in the first place.

Beitang Hanye, who came after the person he was looking for but hadn't sensed the glow for a while, rode back with him and received a great welcome.

The two dismounted, and the two personal soldiers took the iron spear thrown by the prince, and came to lead the horse again.

The prince in black armor raised his hand and patted his mount, then turned around and made an inviting gesture: "Please, teacher."

The white-clothed and black-haired Sword Master looked at this familiar stunning face, but his expression carried a hearty arrogance that Ying Jiexin could never have in the past. He felt a strong sense of perversion in his heart, nodded slightly, and then followed him to Walk in the army.

The real prince is mediocre in martial arts, not good at marching and deploying troops, and apart from the name of orthodoxy, he is not popular. Therefore, when he confronted King Qi that year, he was at a disadvantage and became the soul of King Qi's sword.

But Chu Yiyang was different.

He has superb martial arts skills and the ability to lead troops to fight. He is extremely brave when charging, and the army he leads is like a sharp knife, which can break through any iron wall in the world.

His rule is very strict, and the discipline in the army is excellent. It can be seen that these soldiers surrender to him from the bottom of their hearts along the way.

Beitang Hanye followed behind him, thinking that in this illusion, no matter who was placed in the position of King Qi, it would not be easy to defeat him in this battle.

The two were originally walking towards the commander's tent, while Chu Yiyang was walking, he told the soldiers how to receive the national teacher he brought back from the battlefield, but he heard the noise coming from the front.

He stopped and looked in the direction of the movement: "What happened?"

The personal guard immediately said: "This subordinate will go and have a look."

Beitang Hanye followed and stopped, keeping his expression on.

As a person who has not been swallowed by this illusion, he still retains all his memory and cultivation, even standing here, he can easily detect everything in front of him.

It turned out that the military camp was stationed on the plain, and there was a village nearby, so they would send people to the village to buy.

Two days ago, a few soldiers who went to buy them insulted the village girl, who committed suicide because of the humiliation. Now it is the old father who brought his daughter's body and reported it to the military camp.

The soldiers who went to inquire will come back soon, and the future will be revealed. Chu Yiyang, who took off his helmet, frowned more and more when he heard it.

Beitang Hanye watched coldly. The original prince had a bad temper. At such a time, he would probably choose to directly kill the person who raised the question.And Mr. Jinling's temperament...is not very good, and the choices he will make are mostly the same.

"...That's it."

After the report was over, the soldiers sweated, and peeked at the national teacher standing aside, thinking that such a thing happened when the national teacher came, and wondered how His Highness would be furious.

"In the past." But after he finished speaking, His Highness calmly said, "Let them bring all the people involved in this matter over."

Seeing that he finished speaking, Beitang Hanye looked at himself with those twinkling eyes, and asked, "Do you want the national teacher to come together?"

Sword Master Bai Yi said unhurriedly: "Okay."

The prince intervened in person, and the offenders were soon brought in.

The old man who had lost his only daughter looked at them, and saw that although these people were forced to kneel down, there was no sign of remorse on their faces, and he trembled with anger.

Accompanied by the announcement of "Marshal arrived—" Chu Yiyang and Beitang Hanye came here.

Seeing the prince's arrival, all the people present knelt down to salute. Chu Yiyang looked at the corpse covered in white cloth on the ground, and then at the people kneeling in a row.

When the old man who lost his beloved daughter saw His Highness the Crown Prince in black armor with the smell of blood still on his body, he originally wanted to seek revenge, but he was so shocked that he couldn't speak a word.

Seeing the combat boots of His Highness the Crown Prince approaching in front of them, the hearts of those dandies who lowered their heads felt a little thumping, but after another thought, His Highness the Crown Prince needs the support of their father and brother right now, they just killed a commoner girl , what's the matter?

In the silence, everyone only heard a "chuckle" and the sharp knife came out of its sheath.

Chu Yiyang's movements were extremely fast, with a flash of cold light, he raised the knife and dropped it, and the heads of these dudes fell to the ground, rolling forward with blood.

Under the setting sun, the blood stains on the dry grass were bright red.

Never expected that His Highness the Crown Prince would behead a few people without saying a word, and everyone was silent. Seeing the blood of these people splashed on the armor of His Highness the Crown Prince, the sword in his hand was even more chilling.

Chu Yiyang held a knife, glanced at them, and said calmly: "March to fight, if you don't obey the military order, you will be killed without mercy." Then he looked at the old man at the side, and ordered, "Give this old man a sum of money." Money, let him bury his daughter properly."

Everyone dare not answer.

Chu Yiyang threw the blood-stained knife to the guard, and then looked at Beitang Hanye. Compared with him, the latter's white clothes were more spotless.

He smiled: "I'm full of blood, I don't want to offend the national teacher, I go to wash and change my clothes alone."

……

The arrival of the national teacher boosted the morale of the Prince's camp.

However, some people also had doubts in their hearts: "The national teacher and the king of Qi have always been close, why did you come to His Highness this time?"

"I don't know, what people like the national teacher are thinking, we can't guess."

Beitang Hanye waited in the specially packed tent, heard the whispers around him, and didn't care.

To break this illusion, if you can't kill all the people here, then you must make the people trapped in the illusion make the right choice.

For example, Chu Yiyang, if the mirage dragon's illusion asked him to fight brother against brother according to history, he is so strong, there is almost no suspense to kill his opponent.

But if he didn't kill and broke free from the will of the rules, he would have a chance to get out.

And at the moment he left, the illusion was turbulent, maybe he could sense where the glow was.

Beitang Hanye was thinking, when he heard someone outside the camp saying that His Royal Highness invited him over, so he got up and left the tent, and followed the personal guard to the main tent.

The guards outside the door lifted the curtain, and as soon as Beitang Hanye entered, he saw the people standing inside.

Sure enough, Mr. Jinling is still Mr. Jinling. After taking off his armor, his private server is still red.

The young man in red clothes turned his back to him, standing in front of the weapons rack, putting the newly cleaned knife back on the rack.His long hair was loose, and there was still steam on it, and when he turned around, he smiled at Beitang Hanye.

"The national teacher is here."

He walked to the side, and said to Beitang Hanye, "Gu has already ordered people to prepare the food and wine, since the national teacher has come, it's like having a drink."

"No need." Beitang Hanye stood still, her beauty was like jade, but she was more like a sharp sword, "I will leave after saying a few words to His Highness the Crown Prince."

The young man in red raised his eyebrows, but he didn't force it, he walked to the table, took the jug, and returned to the couch.

Just after winning a battle and beheading those who violated the military order, even in front of this national teacher, Chu Yiyang was extremely relaxed.

"What does the national teacher want to say to Gu?"

He leaned back on the bed, and while he was thinking about it, he bent his legs, and the string of gold ornaments on his ankles was exposed from under his robe, faintly visible.

The sword master in white's eyes fell on it and stopped suddenly.

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The author has something to say:

Q: Under what circumstances would Brother Chu show his secrets in front of Beitang?

A: When I lost my memory.

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