Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

The festival of cold dew, at night, Guangyang Mansion.

Affected by the cold current going south, Guangyang Fucheng, which is built by the water, looks a bit bleak.

The heavy snow on the canal cut off the shipping, but the cut off of the river also caused more animal carts to come along the official road.

On the more than ten official roads gathered together, long queues formed outside the city.

When the wind and cloud meet Guangyang Mansion, speculators with a keen sense of smell can know the business opportunities here just by relying on the mansion report on the court's bright face.

This is still the case for low-level traders, let alone those who are well-informed.

Speculative business travellers, knight-errants with swords, mobilized soldiers, disciples of sects, etc., came in an endless stream.

look around,

Under the sky shrouded in light snow like white mist, the vast land, countless animal carts, above the sky, a hundred birds and phoenixes gathered towards the giant city.

Under the embellishment of the lights of the giant city, it is a night scene of a prosperous ancient city.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, a griffin sneaked into the city by hiding among the flying beasts under the cover of night, without attracting anyone's attention.

at the same time,

In an elegant loft built near the water, a handsome young man with thin lips and peach blossom eyes leaned on the fence, climbed up and looked at the bustling street in the distance, holding a folding fan in his hand, and murmured with a light smile:

"This traffic artery leading to the three continents in the north has never been so lively in the past 20 years, but it's not good to be too lively. Even the price of the Zuixian Tower has increased accordingly."

Behind the handsome young man stood a woman in a slim dress.

She was leaning against the door rail, with her hands crossed over her chest, her black temples were like clouds, her snow-skinned red lips, but a deep scar on her neck as white as a swan slightly spoiled the beauty.

The two were Luo Qingfeng who fled here and the handsome young man from Wanyaomen.

Luo Qingfeng stared at the man's back:

"When will your Wanyao Sect introduce the elders of the sect alliance for me?"

The handsome young man smiled softly, looking back, with a soft smile:

"Miss Qingfeng, don't worry, you are a sinner for disobedience in the decisive battle with the barbarians.

"Now that all parties in Guangyang Mansion are gathered, I have taken a great risk to hide you, let alone the elders of the clan alliance. Each of them may be watched."

Luo Qingfeng squinted her eyes with a hint of sternness in her voice:

"Fu Qingye, this is already the ninth day since I arrived in Guangyang Mansion."

Fu Qingye touched his chin, clasped the folding fan 'da' in his palm, and said with a leisurely smile:

"I have already said, if you have any important matters, you can tell me the matter, and then I will pass it on to the elders of the Zongmeng."

talking,

Fu Qingye walked slowly into the attic amidst the gentle snow wind. When he passed the leaning door, he stopped slightly, glanced at her, and said with a smile:

"My son is really curious about what happened when you all fought that barbarian at the foot of Ancient Xuan Mountain."

The corners of Luo Qingfeng's lips smiled lightly:

"It seems that your Wanyao Sect is ready to ask for a reward?"

Wanyaomen is in the business of providing first-aid services on the battlefield, and the northern border has been fighting continuously for decades, so they are their regular customers.

And old customers all have discounts, and the general situation is "cash on delivery", which is settled every three years.

When the words fell,

The snow still fell outside, the streets were bustling, but the atmosphere in the attic suddenly froze.

look at each other,

A strange halo suddenly appeared in Fu Qingye's peach blossom eyes, then he grinned, squinted his eyes, red lips and white teeth with a dangerous light:

"Miss Luo, no one has dared to rely on our Wanyao Sect's accounts. Your northern sect wants to be the first?"

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The distance between the two was very close, and Luo Qingfeng could even smell the scent of rouge, or the scent of medicine, on Fu Qingye's body in the cold wind coming in from the window.

But she didn't give in, her cold voice was very serious:

"Since you don't want us to renege on our debts, please prepare for my meeting with the elders of the sect alliance as soon as possible."

"well"

Fu Qingye withdrew his skills, smiled lightly and shook his head: "There must be a reason for everything, right? Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to go to Elder Wan's house. If you don't tell me the reason, I can't go to them."

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Luo Qingfeng heard the resoluteness of the other party's words, and after a few breaths of silence, she uttered a sentence in a low voice:

"The imperial court issued an order to slaughter the barbarians, but in fact, the Beifeng Army has already recruited a large number of barbarian wolf cavalry."

"Oh?" Fu Qingye's peach blossom eyes narrowed.

Luo Qingfeng spoke solemnly:

"My northern army has never taken barbarian prisoners, and blocked the news. You should be very clear about what this means."

"Representative. The war will continue, and the imperial court needs to rely on the barbarians?"

Fu Qingye said playfully, "Miss Luo, that's what you mean, right?"

"Yes, now there is not one out of ten coalition forces of the three continents in our northern border, and the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, and the roads are blocked, so we cannot respond to each other."

Luo Qingfeng's tone was very light, but he clenched his fists unconsciously: "The imperial army system is still intact, if this is the time."

"Be cautious."

Fu Qingye interrupted Luo Qingfeng's words, with a little seriousness in his eyes: "Does anyone else know about this?"

"There is also Jiancheng."

Luo Qingfeng shook his head lightly, looking back at the north through the window, a sigh flashed in his beautiful eyes: "But in order to help me stop the pursuers, he used thousands of remnants to stop the third battalion of black-scaled iron cavalry. Died."

A flash of enlightenment flashed in Fu Qingye's eyes, and he said in a low voice:

"So, your so-called disobedience is actually knowing something you shouldn't know?"

Luo Qingfeng leaned over and saluted Fu Qingye:

"If it wasn't for you, Mr. Fu, Qingfeng would have been hunted down to death by the strong followers of the army. I have already informed you of all the information I know. I hope you will contact the clan alliance as soon as possible. There may be great changes in the northern border."

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Fu Qingye didn't say anything immediately when he heard the words, his mind turned to analyze the pros and cons.

If what Luo Qingfeng said is true, this matter is a shocking letter.

But the problem is that he doesn't know whether the suzerain and the others have received the news, let alone the attitude of the entire clan alliance towards the northern sect.

Being able to be responsible for the business of the entire northern border, he has a very high status in Wanyaomen.

But this kind of height is not the height of the core decision-making circle, but as a successor being trained, there are six people like him in Wanyaomen.

In other words, he can be given up.

Report it, is it a way to continue to be bright, or a way to die?

Thinking about it, Fu Qingye suddenly realized something, and his back began to sweat.

For such a big event, some news will inevitably be received within the clan alliance.

He is very clear about the means of those perverts who engage in intelligence, and he also knows how those old foxes control the general situation of the world.

The northern sect buried 300,000 elites, and the barbarian army was slaughtered by hundreds of thousands. Just by adding these two things together, we can make some predictions, not to mention that the real high-level people must know something about him. Fu Qingye Unknown information.

That is to say, there is a high probability that the senior leaders of the Zongmeng are aware of this, or at least expected it.

In this case, one of his important personnel on the front line of the northern border has not received any news.

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The way Fu Qingye looked at Luo Qingfeng gradually changed, as if he was looking at a plague god.

Damn the scar.

I thought it would be beneficial to pick peaches, but what I picked was a bomb!

Fu Qingye knew very well what would happen if he learned of important information that did not match his identity.

If this matter gets out, he too will die.

You have to pretend not to know.

Making a decision in his heart, Fu Qingye smiled softly, helped Luo Qingfeng up, and said in a low voice:

"Why does Miss Luo need to be so courteous? Your father and my master are old friends. If the court really dares to act like this, it will be an enemy of our sect under heaven. Tomorrow, Fu will go to visit Elder Wan."

Luo Qingfeng smiled brightly upon hearing this:

"Then Qingfeng thanked Brother Fu."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the attic wing room softened.

Fu Qingye suppressed the killing intent in his heart, let go of the woman's lotus arms, and walked to the futon in front of the sandalwood low table in the room and sat down:

"By the way, Miss Luo, I remember that brother Jian Cheng grew up with you?"

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Luo Qingfeng fell silent suddenly, but did not respond with lowered eyes.

Among the chaotic army, shouting Sha Zhentian, his face was covered with blood, but the picture of letting her go with a smile seemed to be engraved in his bone marrow.

The time of the weak crown

The guy said to her,

He is willing to do anything for her.

including death.

Unexpectedly, it has become a prophecy now.

Seeing the expression on her face, Fu Qingye sighed quietly, took out a pot of wine and two copper cups in silence, poured himself a cup, and drank lightly:

"Miss Luo, don't be too sad, your survival should be what Brother Jiancheng wants to see.

"And only by surviving will we have a chance for revenge."

Luo Qingfeng walked to the other side of the sandalwood low table and sat down on her knees, pursed her lips, and forced a smile:

"The sect is in peril, how can we allow children to have an affair."

A look of pity flashed in Fu Qingye Taohua's eyes, and he filled the bronze wine cup in front of her without any trace, and sighed faintly:

"It seems that the rumors about the imminent end of the Holy Spirit are true, otherwise the court would not be so eager."

Luo Qingfeng glanced at the wine glass, picked it up with her slender fingers, and put it to her mouth.

Fu Qingye didn't look at it, but poured himself a solemn expression, waiting for the other party to drink the poisoned wine.

And just when Luo Qingfeng's red lips touched the cup wall, a clear voice suddenly resounded on the balcony outside the wing room:

"Qing Ye, come out."

"." Luo Qingfeng froze.

"." Fu Qingye's heart felt cold.

look at each other for a moment,

Fu Qingye stood up slowly, smiled at Luo Qingfeng and said:

"Master Fu is here, why don't you go out and meet him together?"

Luo Qingfeng's eyes flickered, he put down his wine glass, nodded, and also stood up:

"It's true that Qingfeng hasn't seen Senior Liu for a long time."

After finishing speaking, Fu Qingye collected the jug and wine glass, and walked out of the attic together with Luo Qingfeng with a heavy heart.

Outside the attic, on the terrace, a young man with white hair and beard appeared at some point.

Fu Qingye and Luo Qingfeng bowed at the same time:

"Master (Senior Liu)."

Liu Guangbai, the third elder of Wanyao Sect, looks like a young man, dressed in a crescent white brocade robe, thin and thin, with a picturesque face, indescribably graceful and elegant.

Kung fu medicine keeps the face, it is over a hundred years old, but it doesn't look old.

He looked at Luo Qingfeng and smiled slightly:

"Feng girl, I have just heard what you and Qing Ye said, and today I will tell Old Man Wan about this important matter in the sect for you."

Luo Qingfeng took a tight breath, and was about to nod his head in salute, but was held back by the other party's Yuan Qi.

Liu Guangbai smiled warmly:

"There is no need for etiquette. I have something to do with Qing Ye. You can continue to rest here."

Luo Qingfeng lowered her eyebrows and nodded:

"yes."

But when she raised her eyes again, the two men in front of her had disappeared, and she returned to the room, glanced at the desk where she was about to drink, and sighed weakly in her heart.

Xiaoxue was disturbed, and two figures were flying in the void above the bustling market.

Looking at the master with the elegant title of "King of Medicine" in front of him, Fu Qingye was tentative:

"Master, how long have you been here in Guangyang Mansion?"

"Yesterday."

"Master, did you hear that just now?"

Liu Guangbai glanced back at him:

"You want to kill that girl?"

Fu Qingye's eyes flickered for a moment, knowing that denying was useless:

"Yes, the information she brought is too dangerous for disciples."

"It's a good job, and it's decisive to make a big deal."

"But why are you, Master?"

"Things have changed."

Liu Guangbai said in a low voice, "I received information for my teacher, and the imperial court deliberately kept her to report it."

"What?" Fu Qingye was taken aback.

A funny look flashed across Liu Guangbai's eyes:

"Don't you think that she is only a third-rank master who cultivated the army formation. How could she escape from the pursuit of the strong follower of the Black Scale Army? Qing Ye is not bad, but if the Xiangfu really wants to kill him, you probably have to kill him." Take it in."

Flying at night, with long hair fluttering, Fu Qingye frowned slightly:

"The imperial court kept her to report. What do you want to do?"

Liu Guangbai looked at the dark night under the sky:

"That Xu Xiangguo let her out to report the letter at this time is to give the northern sect a chance to surrender."

"Xiangguo and Shengshang are ready to show their cards directly?"

Fu Qingye's thoughts turned quickly, he paused for a moment, and murmured: "The imperial court really doesn't want a completely smashed northern border."

Liu Guangbai looked at the bustling Guangyang Fucheng and said in a low voice:

"Now this Guangyang Mansion has stationed two towns of Habayashi Army. A quarter of an hour ago, they officially cut off all the official roads going north. The three continents in the north were blocked by heavy snow, and there was no way to form horn protection between the mountain gates. It has become a fish on the chopping board. .”

Fu Qingye's breathing was slightly stagnant. He understood the meaning of the master's words, but he was still a little uncertain:

"Master, is the Zongmeng really going to abandon the northern border? If you do this, there is a high probability that the northern sect will surrender directly."

"So how can you give up directly."

Liu Guangbai's eyes were gloomy, and he chuckled lightly:

"If you give up directly, most of the sects in the northern border will indeed become weak under isolation and helplessness, so we have to give them hope. The sect alliance has prepared some big gifts for the imperial court in other state capitals.

"Since the imperial court wants the three northern continents, we will give him a completely smashed northern three continents!"

Hearing this, Fu Qingye was silent for a few breaths, and exhaled:

"Master, you have already prepared countermeasures, but I don't know why you asked me to come out during this trip, Master?"

There was a smile on Liu Guangbai's childlike face:

"As a teacher, I will introduce you to a noble person."

After all, his figure moved towards an elegant courtyard below.

Following the fall, Fu Qingye glanced around, but found that there were no attendants at all, and without asking any further questions, he followed Liu Guangbai all the way to a brightly lit wing.

Liu Guangbai paused, hesitated a little, knelt down on the ground, and bowed slowly:

"Your Highness, Mr. Liu is asking to see you."

Fu Qingye quickly followed and knelt down.

The words fell, and there was silence.

"Squeak—"

The door opened.

A man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes appeared at the door, with a calm smile, he greeted him:

"Mr. Liu, please come in."

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