Chapter 92: Ten Thousand Waves Chasing Waves

Two figures soared into the sky, breaking out of the light rain and falling toward the night sky.

The Thousand Clouds Spear was like a startled dragon, appearing and disappearing, disappearing behind Ye Xuanjian in the dazzling light and shadow, without a trace. The light of the Blood Luan, like the blooming of Manjusaka flowers on the top of the Red Peak Mountain, Ji Cang fell to the roof half a foot away against the wind, and the sword energy in the sky made Ye Xuanjian's clothes flutter wildly.

Without the momentum of the spear, no one knew where Ye Xuanjian, who stood under the moon, would strike next, just as no one knew what kind of shocking blow Ji Cang's next sword would be. Their gazes collided in the air, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of Ye Xuanjian's lips. Strange light surged in Ji Cang's eyes, reflecting the gorgeous red brocade, emitting an irresistible enchanting and weirdness, and the wild and charming color became stronger and stronger. A compelling silence spread from these two great experts to the surroundings.

Zi Rao and Ye Xuanshang retreated from the battle situation respectively. At this moment, both felt the slight vibration of the earth.

The two in the standoff also turned their heads at the same time.

It seemed like thousands of troops and horses were galloping, and it was only a moment from the initial vibration to hearing the sound of horse hooves, and they felt the murderous aura spreading majestically! In the world, only one army had such terrifying momentum, and only one army had such speed.

Dots of fire, instantly covering the streets and alleys, approaching the drum tower from all directions.

Charming light flashed in Ji Cang's eyes. He knew that the Liefeng Cavalry was about to arrive. His plan to destroy the flowers with a heavy hand tonight and cut off the alliance between the Chu State and the Di Du was hopeless. Even if he was unwilling, he had to give up the plan. He immediately whistled loudly, summoned his subordinates to retreat, and also sent a letter to Huang Fei from afar, with an extremely arrogant attitude.

The whistling sound shook half of the Chu capital, scaring the Heavenly Sect disciples until their faces were bloodless. Zi Rao was also shaken by the whistling sound until her blood and energy surged, but she raised her eyes and leaped to block Ji Cang's retreat.

The Liefeng Cavalry appeared at the mouth of the alley.

If they wanted to intercept and kill Ji Cang, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Thousand-thread charming shadows flowing light, Blood Luan Sword killing intent surged!

Ye Xuanshang secretly called it bad, and pounced toward the roof. The Thousand Clouds Spear also arrived at this time, false and true, pointing at the sword light. The brilliance met the blood sword, a hard fight without any fancy, the entire drum tower tiles and stones splashed, and was shattered by the True Qi transmitted from the sword. The Guili Sword met the Thousand Clouds Spear, and the sharp light twisted and burst. Ye Xuanshang took the opportunity to approach Ye Xuanjian, and whispered urgently: "Second Brother, go quickly! Don't let Huang Fei slaughter Ji Cang, otherwise the Mu State will be in trouble!" As he said, the sword energy was sent out, and he turned to kill Ji Cang.

Ye Xuanjian drifted out of the battle circle, gave an order with a smile, and the Heavenly Sect disciples stopped fighting and retreated toward the west of the city.

Zi Rao's fingertips bloomed with faint light, her clothes fluttered, silk flowers flew, and strange light appeared like a lotus. Ye Xuanshang accelerated, rushing toward the Blood Luan Sword at the same time as the "Lotus Transformation" was launched.

Suddenly, the sword brilliance surged in the night, as if ten suns were in the sky, seizing the color of all things. Huang Fei's Zhuri Sword, which shook the Nine Domains, was born, and intercepted Ji Cang at the same time as Ye Xuanshang!

The entire drum tower shook violently, and the night sky shone like daylight.

Amidst the sharp ringing of blades clashing, Ji Cang flew backward through the air, managing to escape calmly from between the pincer attack of two great experts. His loud laughter drifted from afar, "I shall spar with you another day, Your Highness; I must beg your leave for tonight!"

The sun's brilliance scattered, and Huang Fei, in cloud-brocade white clothes, appeared on the roof, waving his hand coldly, "Pursue!"

The Chu army's iron cavalry rolled through the streets and alleys like a whirlwind, pursuing in the direction where the Xuan King disappeared.

The torches all around illuminated the drum tower as bright as day.

Huang Fei glanced at Ye Xuanshang along the torchlight, came to Zi Rao's side, and asked softly: "Are you okay?"

The alternation of absolute coldness and tenderness in the smile actually made people feel dizzy. Zi Rao's mind was suddenly relaxed at this time, and she felt a burst of weakness, and her body had fallen into Huang Fei's strong protection.

"Blame me for being a step late." The impeccable elegance and thoughtfulness, only the sharp coldness in the eyes revealed extreme dissatisfaction with Ji Cang's trip tonight. Huang Fei turned to Ye Xuanshang with a smile, "Thanks to Third Young Master's help, no big mistake was made tonight. Huang Fei is very grateful, and I will thank you on behalf of Zi Rao first."

"Monarch is too polite." Ye Xuanshang looked at Zi Rao, and was secretly poked by Yan Ling who had just fallen behind, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Huang Fei lowered his head and said to Zi Rao: "I will send you back to Le Yao Gong."

Zi Rao withdrew her gaze from afar, secretly hating that if her True Essence had not been damaged, she could have removed a confidant for the Di Du tonight. Her eyebrows swept lightly, hitting his star-like jade eyes, the flowing light turned slightly, and she nodded with a faint smile. The guards immediately gave up their horses, Zi Rao raised her sleeves and got on the horse, suddenly turned her head and looked deeply at Ye Xuanshang, smiled again, and then raised the reins and rode away, disappearing in the dust under the protection of the Liefeng Cavalry.

Ye Xuanshang did not stay either, put the Guili Sword on his shoulder, and turned to walk toward the end of the long street.

Yan Ling turned over and followed, "I know a wine shop that is open all night, how about accompanying you to drink until dawn?"

The two laughed at the same time, climbed on each other's shoulders and hugged each other's arms and left.

The night was about to dawn, and the endless lights of Le Yao Gong were reflected in the quiet waves of the ten-mile clear lake. The immortal palace and jade terrace, the fragrance and beauty, revealed the gorgeousness of being away from the dust. In front of the high palace, the Eastern Emperor stood by the railing, looking at the smoke and clouds, the flat lake and the wind rising with his hands behind his back. Not far behind him, Shang Rong stood with his eyebrows drooping. This stand was a whole night.

Outside the palace gate, Zi Rao looked toward the palace standing in the depths of the smoke and clouds. Just as she was about to dismount, a slender, jade-like hand stretched out in front of her. Huang Fei's handsome eyes were smiling, waiting gracefully. The man's dazzling smile was against the night light, his robes fluttered slightly in the wind, and the background of the endless heavy buildings and deep palaces was surrounded by silk clouds, appearing hazy. Zi Rao couldn't help but narrow her star eyes, the corners of her eyes lifted slightly, bringing out charming fluorescent light, and reached out gently to touch his fingertips. Huang Fei helped her dismount, held her hand, and never let go again.

The heavenly stairs were silent, and floating clouds drifted by. Their dark sleeves and cloud-patterned robes overlapped and intertwined, fluttering and swaying, as if they were beings from the realm of gods. Zi Hao watched the two of them walk through the corridors and halls, the crimson gauze rippling like waves, unable to illuminate the clear, water-like countenance beneath the lamps, before he turned and stepped away.

Shang Rong almost suspected it was an illusion. Seeing a trace of a soft, low sigh flash through those silent eyes, he heard him give a faint order, "Summon the Shao Yuan Jun to the Pilan Palace for an audience."

Zi Rao happened to stop at the steps at this time, turned to Huang Fei and said: "I still have things to do, I won't accompany you to see the Royal Brother."

Huang Fei's five fingers closed, and the cold touch of the tourmaline spirit stone flowed under his hand, asking softly: "The matter I want to discuss with the Monarch, is it related to you? Don't you want to listen?"

Zi Rao smiled under the brilliant lights and lake waves, "Zi Rao's affairs, only obey the Royal Brother's orders, life and death, disaster and fortune are all the same. Listening or not, it doesn't matter." With a smile, she withdrew her sleeves and left gracefully.

Huang Fei watched her leave, until the clear and charming black clothes disappeared into the depths of the cloud waves, then sighed with a light smile, turned and walked toward Shang Rong who was greeting him.

Pilan Palace overlooked the deep lake, with flying eaves on the jade terrace, clear and reaching the clouds, which was the highest point of Le Yao Gong. Compared with the Jianfang Terrace where ten thousand flowers competed for beauty, it had a unique scenery.

Huang Fei was more familiar with this palace than Shang Rong, and walked leisurely on the jade steps. The entire Le Yao Gong gradually appeared in his eyes. No matter when and where, this feeling of looking down from a height always made people intoxicated.

Floating clouds surrounded, and the Eastern Emperor's long back appeared in front. Huang Fei did not make any sound, but Zi Hao turned his head when he stopped, and his clear, bottomless gaze fell on him.

Huang Fei smiled, "The Monarch is not surprised at all, it seems he expected me to come."

Zi Hao raised his lips faintly, "If the Quchi garrison hadn't opened the city to surrender, the breaking of Yanci should have been tomorrow. You can always make people unexpected."

Huang Fei stepped forward and stood by the carved railing, enjoying the magnificent view of the ten-thousand-zhang cloud lake appearing in front of him with him, and sighed later: "The Monarch always sees the opportunity, making people feel unwilling, but also feel happy. This feeling is really strange." Turned his head and smiled, "My intention to return to the country this time, I think there is no need to say more."

The long wind rose, Zi Hao turned around with his hands behind his back, "I was thinking about how you would persuade me."

Huang Fei laughed dumbly, "What the Monarch thinks is exactly what I have been very troubled by."

Zi Hao waited quietly for him to continue. The dawn light on the horizon was hidden behind the heavy clouds, the wind filled the palace terrace, and the rain before dawn gradually spread.

Huang Fei looked up at the sky, his white clothes fluttering like snow, blowing endlessly, and his bright eyes revealed an indescribable heroic spirit under this wind and cloud, and finally opened his mouth with a smile, "I thought about this question for a long time, and it was still lingering in my heart without an answer until a moment ago. Until Zi Rao was assassinated tonight, I suddenly found that in fact, there is no need to say anything at all."

A strange color flashed in Zi Hao's eyes, as if lightning appeared on the horizon.

No one would believe that the Shao Yuan Jun, who looked down on the world, would use the entire strength of Great Chu to charge and attack the Xuan State, kneeling and serving before the Di Du, waiting for the Nine Princess to marry him. Not to mention an opponent like Ji Cang, the great war sweeping through the two countries, life and death, success and failure changed in an instant, and no one dared to assert the result until the last moment, even if it was as deep as the Eastern Emperor, even if it was as proud as Huang Fei.

Not to mention that even if the Chu State finally won, it would inevitably consume a lot of vitality in this great war, while the Di Du could take this opportunity to rebuild its prestige and recuperate, and the Mu State would also gain enough time to resolve the struggle for the throne, and compared with the Chu State, which had just ended the war, both would have the strength to compete.

At that time, the Chu State, which was originally the hegemon of the Nine Domains, would not be able to compete with these two forces at the same time, coupled with the variable of the Third Young Master Ye, who had a subtle relationship with the Nine Princess. If he gained the support of the Di Du and finally won the struggle for the throne of the Mu State, it would inevitably form a situation where the two great Marquis States guarded the Di Du, then the survival of the Chu and Mu states would fall entirely into the choice of the Nine Princess, who had a transcendent status.

One anger and one smile can overturn the country.

Stationing troops in the Northern Domain, Huang Fei wants to force the Nine Princess to marry him before the war of destroying Xuan officially begins, making the alliance between the Di Du and the Chu State as solid as gold. But Ji Cang would never sit and watch this happen. May I ask who else in the world can protect Zi Rao's safety under the Xuan King's sword?

"I visited Le Yao Palace tonight just to play another game of chess with the Monarch. The last game of 'Vast Sea, Remaining Life' borrowed Han Xi's hand, and I always felt unfinished. I wonder if the Monarch has the interest?"

The long wind fluttered, Zi Hao looked at the boundless wind and waves under the palace, heavy waves constantly hitting the lake shore, splashing surging waves, only to see his lip edge slightly raised, "Turning the trace into the invisible, this step of the Shao Yuan Jun is truly wonderful."

Huang Fei said: "There is a trace, so there is a trace to follow. If there is no other thought in the heart, how can there be a trace?"

Zi Hao said slowly: "Come without a trace, go without a trace, but what comes has come, and what goes has gone."

Huang Fei was stunned, laughed loudly: "The Monarch's words are wonderful, happy, happy!"

Zi Hao turned his eyes calmly, rarely showing great interest in someone or something, "Each other."

Huang Fei raised his eyebrows, "A few days ago, the Monarch ordered Shufu to ask me whether I want to be this hero of troubled times, or a hero and sage. I don't know that Huang Fei has never put the fame of the ages, the hero and sage in his eyes. Just let it go, but seek to enjoy it!"

Zi Hao looked up and laughed, "What a 'but seek to enjoy it'! I am sure now that I really didn't look at the wrong person. Huang Fei is Huang Fei after all!"

Words hidden in the machine, eyes facing each other in mid-air, the two actually felt a sense of cherishing each other.

Huang Fei looked at the weather, bowed and said: "Wind and rain are coming, it is just a good time for chatting and playing chess, Monarch please!"

Zi Hao nodded and walked, walking to the palace first, the rain curtain falling in layers behind him, washing the magnificent outline of the palace blurred, gradually merging into the boundless world...

Zi Rao returned to her residence to bathe and change clothes, casually changed into a cloud-silk white robe, and went to the side hall of Le Yao Gong.

A row of red gauze silver lamps shone on the corridor, outlining the exquisite outline of the carved beams and painted buildings, flickering and flickering, straight into the depths of the rain curtain.

She walked alone in the winding and deep corridor, her clothes dancing lightly, like a wisp of misty clouds. Fine rain hung down densely on both sides, like a curtain and like a note, the cold green color blocked the rain, the scent of medicine gradually became strong, entangled in the light and shadow of the green gauze, secluded and lingering.

Sensing someone coming, Li Si looked up from the medicine stove. A clear and beautiful lamp reflected the woman's pale jade-like face, slightly bringing out a few points of charming fatigue. Li Si was startled, "Why is the Princess injured?"

Zi Rao smiled softly, thinking that this girl's medical path was becoming more and more brilliant, knowing one or two by looking at her face, and she didn't know how much effort she had secretly made over the years. She knelt on the mat on one side, let Li Si pull her wrist to diagnose, closed her eyes slightly, and the scent of soup medicine rushed to her face.

The herbs in the stove rolled and rolled, endlessly, and the rain sounded pattering.

Li Si frowned tighter and tighter, "What a powerful sword energy, so sharp and domineering, directly destroying the heart pulse. Who is so bold to dare to fight with the Princess?"

Zi Rao raised her eyelashes casually, "Is there any influence?"

Li Si was startled, then knew what she was referring to, and said anxiously: "Absolutely not! With the Princess's current situation, if the True Essence is damaged again, it will be very dangerous..." Before she finished speaking, her hand tightened, and she was pressed by Zi Rao gently. Her faint smile had a charming laziness. As a woman, she was also fascinated by that clear and soft smile, "Li Si, I believe in you."

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