Fairy, Please Let Me Explain Chapter 664

Chapter 664 Arrival

As evening approached, the setting sun poured into the study through the window lattice, dyeing the rows of bookshelves displaying files red.

A middle-aged man in black robes leaned over the desk, quickly reviewing a memorial with a wolf-hair brush at his fingertips.

Prime Minister Dayan has both rights and responsibilities. In this troubled year, he can go up to heaven and hear a lot. Many things need to be witnessed by him, and nine out of ten of them are related to the end of the war in the north.

The war in the north is coming to an end.

There are many things in the war-torn North that need to be dealt with, and all kinds of memorials are coming like snowflakes.

Pensions for soldiers killed in battle, rewards for meritorious service, various personnel transfers, punishment for corruption during the war, and even relocation plans for tens of millions of people.

Looking at the names that appeared on the memorial, Xu Yinhe could find the corresponding portraits in his mind.

This is decades in the making.

If you don't understand, how can you know how to know people and make good use of them.

When he saw the book titled "Guimao Gang Ji" in his hand, Xu Yinhe paused slightly.

The barbarians invaded south on a large scale in the year of Guimao, so they were named after Guimao. The major and minor battles that occurred in these eleven years were recorded in the form of a chronicle.

If you can see this outline, it means that the War in the North is really over. After his review and annotation, it will be included in the history of Great Yan.

It finally ended, with the ending they wanted to see back then.

After staring at the book for a few seconds, Xu Yinhe turned to the first page, but there was no joy in his eyes that the plan had been completed. On the contrary, there was a hint of tiredness in his eyes.

And when he reached the end of the chapter, the period of time written by his own heirs, his writing paused slightly.

After pondering for a long time, I slowly started writing and annotating.

[Using the power of human weapons and the power of secret spies to seduce the barbarians with the help of great ambitions, and the victory of the strange move is a matter of seconds. However, this plan is very unusual. The barbarians have been weak for thousands of years, their weapons are weak and their weapons are blunt, and the king will obey his will. So what if people don't get along with each other? 】

As soon as the pen came down, a gust of breeze blew by, and a white dress appeared in the quiet room.

Standing in the study room, the faint fragrance of ink floats.

Feng Jiuxuan stared at Xu Yinhe, who had a slightly weird aura, and was silent for a few breaths before slowly uttering two words:

"What's the matter?"

Xu Yinhe raised his eyes, and the light from the window lattice imprinted on his profile, half shadow, half sunset, his tone was sincere:

"Brother, I need you to go to Zhenxi Mansion."

Feng Jiuxuan frowned when he heard this:

"Zhenxi Mansion? What's going on?"

"The sect has already started to take action against Zhenxi Mansion."

"But I remember you gave up over there."

"Yes, but Changtian is there."

"." Feng Jiuxuan.

Feng Jiuxuan stared at Xu Yinhe with murderous intent in his eyes.

Xu Yinhe's eyes were calm and without any disturbance.

Looking at each other for a moment,

Feng Jiuxuan didn't say any more, clenched his fists slightly, and turned around in silence.

And at this moment, Xu Yinhe suddenly interrupted him:

"Eldest brother, if you agree, then use this."

Saying,

Xu Yinhe took out a black ring from his arms, placed it on the desk, and said:

"This is the hanging ring condensed from Emperor Xien."

"Teleport?"

Feng Jiuxuan dissipated his energy machine and looked back coldly: "The other one is on Changtian?"

"We have already arranged for someone to send it there."

"snort."

Feng Jiuxuan snorted coldly, put the ring in his palm with a casual move, stared at the middle-aged man in front of him and said coldly:

"Xu Yinhe, my tolerance for you has almost reached its limit. Aren't the many dangerous experiences in Changtian not enough?"

Xu Yinhe's eyes moved slightly to the side, looking through the window lattice at the huge city of Di'an dyed red by the setting sun, and his tone was low and indifferent:

"He needs these opportunities for a long time."

Feng Jiuxuan took a step forward and said in a cold voice:

"What happened in Shengshan, the battle in the north, Sean's night, and Changtian have done enough."

"Not enough."

Xu Yinhe did not look back, and his tone was very quiet: "It is not enough to convince the entire Prime Minister's Mansion."

Hearing this, Feng Jiuxuan's eyes changed slightly when he looked at the other party, and his voice was filled with suspicion:

"This matter should take a long time, but you seem to be in a hurry."

Xu Yinhe did not answer this question, but just said:

"I have already gone to see Li Yaoxuan regarding the matter of Changtian. He will remain neutral for the time being. However, the sect has been plotting the western border for decades. Three feet of ice cannot be frozen in a day. Changtian may be able to use some clever tricks to create some of it." However, if we want to turn the tide, we still owe some people and peace. If things fail, I hope that you will bring Changtian back. "

"." Feng Jiuxuan.

When Feng Jiuxuan opened his eyes again, what caught his eyes was the devastated Zhenxi Fucheng.

Above the sky, the protective canopy was rippled, and countless insect waves blocked the light, roaring ferociously and swarming towards the breaches.

Under the sky, gunpowder smoke billowed out in the dark city, lighting up the streets and lighting up the sky, and distant shouts of killing could be heard from everywhere.

But none of this matters.

What matters is the eyes that fall on him.

The moment he sensed the saint's aura in the city, Feng Jiuxuan's indifferent brows frowned slightly unconsciously. As his eyes scanned the traces of the battle in the city, some information was quickly gathered in his mind.

The aura of the Saint of Jiantian Pavilion was a bit strange, but looking at her confrontation with Tianyuan, she seemed to have jumped back.

The white wolf pretending to be dead still had Bai Emperor's Qi Ji on his body. He should be one of his own, but he looked stupid. The torn apart insect man at the bottom of the pit below seems to be seriously injured, but its holy source is huge and can be restored with a little repair. However, this insect man is very weak, so weak that it is frightening.

The woman with a strange aura under the city wall should be a Yin ghost. Feng Jiuxuan had never fought against the Saint Yin ghost, so he couldn't tell the depth of it, but the other party seemed to have been seriously injured.

The aura of the young saint next to Tianyuan was so weird that Feng Jiuxuan couldn't tell the depth of it, but to be so injured by Changtian with the existing city defense system in the city, his strength shouldn't be too strong.

so,

Are the rest the Three Saints above?

Shengjian glanced at the other three people, and Feng Jiuxuan's clear and empty state of mind caused ripples called solemnity.

These three people are all familiar faces.

Stopping his mind, Feng Jiuxuan glanced at his nephew beside him, only to see Xu Yuan looking at him.

He said nothing, but looked eagerly.

seems to be asking,

Uncle, do you think you can win this?

The air was quiet for a moment, and Feng Jiuxuan didn't speak, seeming to be deep in thought.

When Xu Yuan saw this, he quickly glanced at Bai Di and others.

According to common sense,

The uncle had already appeared. If the other party had been prepared, he would not have waited for them to discuss, but the fact was that the entire Zhenxi Fucheng fell silent with the arrival of Feng Jiuxuan.

Xu Yuan's mind was racing through various possibilities, but in the end his eyes suddenly stopped on the black mirror behind his uncle.

After Feng Jiuxuan was teleported, the formation did not dissipate, and the black mirror wrapped in dazzling white light was still glowing with waves.

If Bai Di and others didn't take action immediately, were they worried that the old man would also teleport here?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Xu Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of expectation.

However, this expectation only lasted for a moment. Xu Yuan chuckled and shook his head, feeling that his guess was a bit too risky.

Now that my uncle is here, if the prime minister comes to Zhenxi Fucheng again, the sect's consideration in this battle should not be whether it can break the city, but how to retreat.

But the problem is, there are too many variables.

The sect may still have a trump card now.

Not to mention that an accident involving the Prime Minister's father in this town of Xifu City would cause decades of planning to be laid to waste. If there was a problem with the Hanging Ring, it would be enough to drain the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As a behemoth, the internal structure of the Prime Minister's Mansion is already extremely complete, and the Prime Minister's Mansion in Di'an is the command center of the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, and all orders are passed down through this center layer by layer.

If Dad leaves and the emperor cuts off this center, the Prime Minister's Mansion will fall into chaos in a short time.

And this is undoubtedly fatal in today's troubled times. With the father's caution, it is impossible to take such a risk.

in silence,

Feng Jiuxuan's gaze on the young man next to him seemed a little complicated.

If the situation were worse, he could lead Chang Tian to force a breakout.

If the situation were better, if one of the three familiar faces was missing, he could even force the opponent back without any bloodshed.

The current situation on the field was completely on the border between fighting and collapse, which made his uncle who came to the rescue a little embarrassed.

Changtian needed this feat, so it would be a pity to retreat directly, but the risk of a battle with these familiar faces would be too great.

The encounter with Tianyuan in the Qionghua Secret Realm did not test the depth of the Master of the Supervisory Sky Pavilion.

The unknown old man from the sect had long been on the blacklist listed by Lou Ji. He had a relationship with him once. He was very strong, but he had never done anything. His strength was unknown.

As for the White Emperor.

Feng Jiuxuan looked at the phantoms of dragons stretching across the sky, and his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

When he was young, he went to the Ancient Abyss with Xu Yinhe and others for training, and he got a glimpse of the lord of the Ancient Abyss.

An extremely strong saint.

However, supplemented by the city defense formation and the power of the majestic military formation, it is not impossible to fight against these three saints.

in silence,

Feng Jiuxuan took out an unknown long sword from the Sumeru Ring, and his voice slowly reached Xu Yuan's ears:

"Changtian, if you want to continue, give me the Hanging Ring."

It seems that it is impossible for dad to come over.

Hearing this, Xu Yuan felt a slight flash of disappointment in his heart, and handed the hanging ring to his uncle beside him honestly.

After taking the hanging ring, Feng Jiuxuan gently put it on his index finger, looked back and smiled softly:

"Changtian, you did a good job. Go back to the government office. I'll leave this to my uncle for the time being."

The words fell,

"Buzz-"

A loud sword sound resounded throughout Zhenxi Fucheng.

The coldly exposed sword blade drew three splash marks in the air, and at the same time it slashed towards the three alien saints who were already seriously injured.

Feng Jiuxuan, he is going to clear the place.

For saints, although these three saints are very weak, they are indeed fatal to the rest of the armament system in the city.

The splash-ink sword marks cut through the void, but there was no sound of a flesh-piercing slash. Instead, he remembered three explosions.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The slashes were all blocked by the two saints of the sect and Bai Di.

Feng Jiuxuan frowned unconsciously as he looked at Bai Di who suddenly disappeared from mid-air and suddenly appeared at the bottom of the pit.

So fast

However, it was within Feng Jiuxuan's expectation that the tentative attack was blocked. The other three saints would not allow him to kill these three alien saints so easily. The only one who exceeded his expectations was the Jiantian Pavilion. Saint.

Feng Jiuxuan's eyes fell on Tianye.

Although there were three slashes just now, the target was only the young man with an unknown aura, because he judged that the Saint would stop the Master of the Supervisory Heaven Pavilion, but the other party completely chose to stand by and watch.

Tianye felt the gaze, shrugged with a smile, and explained:

"Don't look at me like that. Under normal circumstances, I am neutral and only watch the show."

Feng Jiuxuan frowned, with a questioning look in his eyes:

"Watching the show neutrally?"

Tianye crossed his arms across his chest, tilted his head and nodded his cheek, narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"Yes, but you'd better put away your murderous intent now. If I'm in a bad mood, I might jump back at any time, Xu Yuan's uncle~"

(End of chapter)

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