Fairy, Please Let Me Explain Chapter 650

Chapter 650 Breaking the move

Di'an, the imperial palace.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant by the Zenith Lake, and the misty rain after the rain has dispelled the summer heat.

Two old men who had been together all their lives were walking on the tree-lined path next to the lake embankment. The faint light shone on them through the chirping of birds in the trees, attracting the attention of the man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

The old man raised his eyes and stared at the bluebird jumping on the treetops, and said coldly:

"I found that since the year before last, the two of us have met more and more often."

The middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing stopped and his voice could not tell the emotion in his heart:

"That's not a good thing."

The old man looked back, with a hint of meaning in his deep old eyes:

"What? People in the Great Yan world who want to see me are like the ministers across the river. When you become the prime minister, you will become a bad person."

The middle-aged man looked at him but said nothing.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head slightly and continued to move forward:

"Also, the more times we meet, the more things happen outside."

Smelling the fragrance of the earth after the rain in the forest, the middle-aged man followed slowly and asked following the words:

"So for which of these things does your Majesty summon your ministers here?"

The old man lowered his eyes and did not answer immediately, but said quietly:

"I once thought that the person leading the war in the north was that girl under you or Zong Qingsheng, but recently I found that my perception seemed to be wrong, and it was very wrong."

The middle-aged man stared at the old man's back and asked calmly:

"Isn't it because of Wu Yuan that the victory in the northern border war was achieved?"

The old man in yellow robe squinted his eyes and stared sharply at his confidant behind him for a few breaths, then shook his head and said slowly:

"Wu Yuan does have this ability, but I haven't sent her to that level yet."

Having said this, the old man in yellow robe withdrew his gaze and did not continue talking.

He was waiting, waiting for the person behind him to speak.

After the two of them walked dozens of steps together, the middle-aged man's voice slowly reached his ears:

"Zhenxi Mansion will soon be overthrown by the sect."

"Are you surprised?"

"Before this, I knew that the sect would settle elsewhere, but I was not sure whether it would be Zhu Chaoxian, let alone in what way."

Zhu Chaoxian, the original name of Zhenxihou, was the original name before he was given a surname.

Li Yao

"It seems that my prime minister is not able to monitor all aspects of my world."

As he spoke, Li Yaoxuan shook his head slightly, put one hand behind his back, and said leisurely:

"I have never had a high opinion of Zhu Chaoxian. He is just a martial artist. It is only natural that Zhenxi Mansion has evolved to what it is now."

Regarding this, Xu Yinhe did not deny it, but said:

"Your Majesty, don't you have anything to say about the changes in Zhenxi Mansion?"

While they were talking, the two of them had already walked out of the woods, and their field of vision suddenly broadened. They saw the blue sky, the deep lake, white birds coming to visit, and the breeze blowing through the endless green grass. It was quiet and peaceful.

Looking at this beautiful scenery, Li Yaoxuan stepped forward with a chuckle, his already slightly slender body bathed in the sun:

"Xiangguo, you look very anxious."

Xu Yinhe stopped in the shadow of the woods, staring at the other person's back without immediately stepping forward.

Li Yaoxuan ignored the reactions of the people behind him and continued to walk forward, asking softly about irrelevant things:

"Xiangguo, do you think we can win in the north and how can we defeat the barbarians and sects in the north?"

Xu Yinhe stood on the spot and replied quietly:

"I would also like to ask Your Majesty to make it clear."

Li Yaoxuan did not look back and strode forward with a smile in his tone:

"Again, you are pretending to be confused. The victory in the Northern Territory was achieved through more than ten years of planning and investment of resources by you and me. The sect is now settling in the Western Territory and has been planning for decades. What do you have? Are you qualified to sit at the same table with them?”

The distance between the two is getting farther and farther.

Xu Yinhe still stood where he was, with a calm tone:

"It seems that Your Majesty has forgotten how we and I got here step by step."

"Of course I remember."

Li Yaoxuan's voice came vaguely with a hint of reminiscence, and he sighed in a low voice: "When a person is about to die, some things in the past become more and more unforgettable. Those years of walking on thin ice have been wandering before my eyes recently, every time I gambled my life, every time I was in danger. Huansheng. I can't forget it even if I want to.”

When Xu Yinhe heard this, a gleam of complexity flashed in his silent eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step up, but in the end he chose to stand where he was.

After being silent for a while, the other party's voice slowly came again:

"Xiangguo, please go back, I have obtained the information I want to know.

"I hope the person you are looking forward to can live up to your expectations, and I hope he can return to Di'an alive.

"After all, Qing Yan and Zhao Yuan will be returning to Beijing soon."

Xu Yinhe stood in the shadow of the woods, silently watching the familiar figure gradually move away along the river embankment that he had walked countless times before, and then slowly turned around until the other person disappeared from sight.

but,

This time he did not salute again.

There was a chill in Zhenxi Fucheng.

Looking at the bright spot of starlight on the city wall, Xu Yuan actually had an urge to run away with Li Junwu and others immediately.

He has never been a person who likes to struggle. If he can make a mess, he will never be positive. In fact, external forces are pushing him to reach this point.

Xu Yuan agrees with his father's ambitious ideal, but how can I put it, he wants to be alone rather than helping the world.

But the problem is that the people around him are already highly bound to the Prime Minister's chariot. If they want to be alone, they have to continue.

His identity and the expectations of the people around him and his subordinates made Xu Yuan have to force himself to do it.

Whether it was Shengshan County or the Northern Territory group at the beginning, he could never fail, but now the situation in Zhenxi Mansion was fundamentally different from everything he had encountered before.

This game was not saved by the Prime Minister's Mansion. The Prime Minister's father had given up here, so he naturally had no reason to win. And judging from the murderous intent all around, the entire Zhenxi Mansion was already in ruins. .

During his trip to the north, he took the lead in planning the battle, relying entirely on the infinite power given by the Prime Minister's father, and now he had only a handful of cards he could use in Zhenxi Mansion.

After arriving at Zhenxi Mansion, he had indeed done a lot of things and destroyed many of the trump cards that the opponent had laid out in advance, but even at this moment, the opponent's trump cards were still bottomless.

Before the fight started, he fired a volley of heavy city defense weapons at him. Xu Yuan could even reasonably speculate that the city defense formation had also been arranged in advance by the opponent.

The sect's decades-long planning is simply not something that can be stopped by manpower.

At this moment, Xu Yuan thought a lot.

Thoughts of running away spread in my heart, but they suddenly returned to a smile on the corner of my lips.

Xu Yuan's gaze went beyond Si Zijing who was blocking him in front of him, and fell on the dozens of heavy machine crossbows filled with boundless murderous intent.

Run the **** away!

It's not that there is no chance of winning. That **** Li Zhaoyuan can gamble his own life into the game, so why should he, Xu Changtian, be afraid? "Mr. Si, don't worry about me."

Before the third giant crystal arrow struck, Xu Yuan's voice quietly reached Si Zijing's ears.

Looking back in shock, Si Zijing wanted to ask the reason, but he only saw a strange black mist spreading out with the Third Young Master as the center.

Either late or soon, almost as soon as Xu Yuan finished speaking, the crystal from the tower had already shot towards him.

A moment of hesitation arose in Si Zijing's heart.

He didn't know whether he should obey the Third Young Master's order.

Although the third young master in Zhenxi Mansion is the biggest, the problem is that if the third young master misjudges and dies in front of him, he, the black-scaled director of the capital, will not be able to escape the blame.

But the next moment, he still chose to get out of the way.

Because, in his field of vision, the black mist teleported more than ten feet without any warning, and it was at this moment that the Third Young Master directly got rid of his opportunity lock.

in silence,

The crystal giant arrow shot into the black mist with huge power and passed by the Third Young Master, and then rushed towards the distance with boundless power.

It works.

Feeling that death was passing him by, Xu Yuan's eyes held a hint of excitement.

He couldn't see clearly, let alone sense the trajectory of the giant crystal arrow, but he knew that the giant crystal arrow was not a technique of high-level cultivators.

Although its power is huge, it will lose control once launched and rush towards the direction it was originally aimed at.

And when Si Zijing helped him block the giant arrow just now, he had been continuously stacking up the patterns of Taoxu Slash in his body, and he was ready at this moment.

But soon,

A roar from behind brought his thoughts back to reality.

The giant crystal arrow engraved with the Demon Breaking Array passed over the entire Zhenxi Fucheng and dug a huge hole in the east city wall. The damage to the city wall caused the partial array pattern there to begin to flicker!

After being stunned for a moment, Xu Yuan glanced at the sky subconsciously.

He has to go up there.

Otherwise, the city defense formation will continue to be destroyed by these giant crystal arrows.

As soon as his thoughts flashed through, Xu Yuan's figure flashed directly towards the sky without thinking.

The second and third crossbow arrows came one after another, and they were narrowly avoided by his teleportation. The giant arrows shot directly through the protective canopy that stretched above, turning into points of light and disappearing.

Under the puzzled gaze of countless people in the city, the strange black mist that suddenly appeared kept teleporting in the sky, as if there was some kind of error in the operation of reality.

Xu Yuan, who was in the middle of the black mist, was constantly calculating his source energy reserves. The Tapping Void Slash consumed extremely much source energy, but fortunately, the source energy reserves in his body had completely exceeded the ordinary body.

Ten breaths.

He can hold on for ten breaths.

This time should be enough for Huang Shiwei to clean up the traitors on the city wall, and enough for Li Junwu to use the city defense formation to protect him.

"Third Young Master is really good at it."

An old man's voice suddenly sounded from below. The state of soul condensation made him almost use up all his strength to spread the voice: "It's a mistake of Wen that you know this kind of magic."

Is it that Confucian scholar named Wen again? !

Xu Yuan kept teleporting and looked towards the direction where the sound came from.

At the end of the field of vision, a kind-faced old man was standing on an attic, with his back bent and waving to him with a smile:

"I originally thought that this could force that person to take action, but now it seems that Wen's plan has changed."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yuan, who was hanging in the air, suddenly saw the aiming direction of the city defense crossbows turning at the same time during the teleportation interval, and the aiming point was the east city wall!

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan's eyes in the air showed a trace of confusion unconsciously.

How is that possible?

In this era where communication at the grassroots level was almost limited to shouting, how could the Confucian scholar surnamed Wen possibly issue orders to the ears of dozens of rebellious generals at the same time? !

wrong.

Looking at the smiling old man Ninghun, Xu Yuan's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

A clone?

The technique of this Confucian scholar named Wen is not a clone, but a parasite.

Those dozens of rebellious generals did not betray, but were controlled by his magic!

As if he sensed the gaze coming from the depths of the black mist, the kind-hearted and soul-condensing old man laughed loudly:

"If you lose most of the city's defense formation, I wonder how many cards you have left, Third Young Master?"

How to deal with it?

Xu Yuan did not relax his protection and continued to teleport in mid-air, but his thoughts were already racing to the extreme at this moment.

Let Tianye take action?

No, if these giant crystal arrows don't hit him, the woman will definitely just watch and have fun.

Use a hanging ring?

What should I do if I use the Suspended Ring now?

He had to use the Suspended Ring to catch off guard and destroy a saint on the opposite side.

But now he seems to have no choice.

In the midst of this electric light and flint, a crisp voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Changtian, let me come."

Before the words fell,

Dozens of giant crystal arrows have already been fired, speeding towards the most important formation on the east city wall.

At the same time, Xu Yuan sensed a terrifying aura instantly condensing from the depths of the government office.

Is this Li Junwu?

Then,

He saw a sword trailing across the sky, and a figure that looked like a clear flame in red.

The show of force from the sects before the confrontation was over.

A huge roar resounded through the sky, and the east city wall remained unscathed. The shock waves set off by dozens of giant crystal arrows directly flattened several blocks below.

Only the short-haired woman wearing armor stood in the air, with the blessing of Zhenxi Army Formation and wisps of thunder arcs surrounding her, like a god.

Looking at that figure, the kind-hearted old man frowned without trace:

"There seem to be some changes in the plan."

"What variable?"

Xu Yuan's voice suddenly sounded above him.

The old man stared at him for a moment, smiled and shook his head, saying:

"Wen must have made a mistake. Instead of coming to me, Third Young Master, it would be better to go and see the princess's injuries."

The words fell,

The old man's smiling eyes gradually became confused. After being stunned for a moment, his eyes gradually became filled with fear when he met Xu Yuan's indifferent gaze.

This time,

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen did not give Xu Yuan a chance to humiliate him.

Just as he was hesitating whether to kill the old man to avoid future troubles, Si Zijing's startled voice suddenly sounded in Xu Yuan's ears:

"Third Young Master, heaven!"

Looking subconsciously, Xu Yuan saw a figure above the clear sky, and also saw a pair of dragon eyes that seemed to be overlooking all living beings.

White Emperor.

(End of chapter)

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