Zhao Ying shook his head, and the head in front of him seemed to be still moving.
She shook her head vigorously a few more times and closed the lid on the box.
These three dearest heads and the handwritten letter of her father in her arms were the guarantee of her life.
The letter was unsealed, she had already read it, and printed it in many copies, looking for a suitable time to spread it.
The contents are simple, probably a confession.
In the letter, before he died, Zhao Xuan lamented that he was stupid and should not have gone against the emperor, who was the true son of heaven, so he cut himself to thank the world.
And he cut off the head of his son, and considered himself a rebellious and thief, and should be put to death.
His daughter did not participate in the rebellion, and constantly dissuaded him and made him stop from the precipice.
The letter briefly mentions Zhao Ying's exploits, which were used to defend against Western Xinjiang and Beihua in the northwest, and made great achievements for the imperial court......
Zhao Ying put the box away, and the voices of her father and brother Wang echoed in her mind from time to time, some of which were broken thoughts on weekdays, and some of which were angry reprimands.
She pressed her temples with both hands, and the voice in her head disappeared suddenly.
After a few moments, the voices reappeared.
Zhao Ying smiled bitterly, laughed and cried, and finally turned into a laugh again, she touched her stiff face, "Zhao Ying, Zhao Ying, you are sick!"
” "You're really sick, they're dead, dead, you know?"
She muttered to herself in her heart, and for a long time it became dead silent. …… …… On a rainy day, the wind was blowing, and the clouds wrapped around every mountain peak, and from a distance, the black clouds swallowed the mountains, and Yihua Pavilion was also submerged in the clouds.
Being in the middle of it is a completely different feeling.
Mu Fan looked up at the sky, and the clouds were still over.
Purple lightning brewed in the clouds, cleaving unpredictably.
According to the legend, the achievement of the Shinto will pass the divine tribulation, he doesn't know if this legend is true, if there is, I'm afraid I want to be like this today.
Mu Fan was thinking about it, when suddenly his heart slowed down by half a beat, and a sense of pulling appeared in his mind.
He turned around, looked at Yihua Pavilion, and took a few steps towards Yihua Pavilion, and the feeling immediately became even stronger.
"Why?"
He wondered.
Mu Fan continued to walk a few steps, standing still as he felt something fly over.
"Buzz ......"
The sound of swords was incessant, and a sword with a scabbard flew over.
Mu Fan took a closer look and was startled when he found that it was the Three Kings Sword flying over.
The last time the Three Kings Sword gave Pi Freeze a sword, it also injured him, and at this time, the Three Kings Sword flew over again, and he turned around and ran.
On the third floor of Yihua Pavilion, Ye Feng noticed the abnormal movement of the Three Kings Sword, stopped what he was doing, thought about it, and lowered his head to continue studying the corpse of the Great Brahma.
There was a clay pot in front of him, and the clay pot contained some liquid.
The liquids had been taken out of the Great Brahma coffin, and the strange stench he had smelled earlier was emitted by these liquids.
At first, Ye Feng thought that these liquids were to keep the body from decaying.
After some research, he found that the liquid did not protect the corpse, but the liquid exuded an extremely weak force.
With his strength, if he doesn't perceive it carefully, he can't detect it at all.
This kind of power is effective for the divine soul, and what the specific effect is, he has not yet discovered.
The body of the Great Brahma is here, and it is uncertain whether the divine soul was killed by Emperor Mingyou.
Ye Feng had a terrifying thought, in case the Great Brahma Divine Soul was not extinguished......
Outside Yihua Pavilion, Mu Fan hurriedly used the Escape Technique, but the Three Kings Sword was faster, he used the Escape Technique on his front foot to escape, and the Three Kings Sword arrived later.
After repeating it several times, he gradually calmed down, and after thinking about the stakes, he simply stopped and let the Three Kings Sword "dispose of it".
Master must have known about the movement of the Three Kings Sword, and it has not come out for so long, which means that Master acquiesced, or Master also wanted to see the situation.
If he stayed away from Yihua Pavilion, Mu Fan would definitely not have the courage to stand still, he would do everything he could to delay.
The Three Kings Sword in front of him buzzed, and it circled around him a few times, without a trace of malice.
Mu Fan was surprised by the performance of the Three Kings Sword, he held the scabbard of the Three Kings Sword with his left hand, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and pulled it up slightly, revealing an inch of the sword body of the Three Kings.
A bolt of lightning fell, and purple light shone throughout Niansu Mountain.
The light shone on the blade, and the blade overflowed with a cloud of purple qi, and the purple qi enveloped the sword body, full of enchantment.
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"Boom......"
The thunder came.
Mu Fan looked at the purple qi on the body of the Three Kings Sword and Sword, and his heart beat wildly for no reason.
The sword gave him a strange sensation that he had never experienced before, as if the sword had become a part of his body.
He exerted his right hand again and pulled out the Three Kings Sword in one fell swoop.
Suddenly, lightning and thunder roared, and countless lightning bolts fell, and these electric lights were distorted by some kind of force in front of the ground that touched the ground, and then they were sucked into the body of the Three Kings Sword.
The purple aura became thicker and thicker, and Mu Fan's heart beat faster and faster, and he had an illusion, as if he could split Nian Sushan with a sword.
Above the black clouds, Ye Feng sat in another realm of time and space.
He still couldn't rest assured that Mu Fan was still relieved, and the imperial sword flew into the air, just in case.
The lightning struck just now, and he secretly combed it, lest the thunder slash Mu Fan.
The purple aura on the body of the Three Kings Sword aroused his curiosity, it was rumored that the power of the Three Kings Sword was strange, and each of its owners could use different powers.
"Purple?
The power of thunder?
Ye Feng was unsure, and said in his heart: "I'll try it later." ” Under the clouds, the power on the sword of the Three Kings became stronger and stronger, and Mu Fan felt that the intimacy became stronger and stronger, "Sword up!"
” The Three Kings Sword shook slightly, as if he was also familiar with Mu Fan.
A chirp sounded, and the Three Kings Sword dragged Mu Fan to the sky, seeing that he was about to pierce into the thundercloud, Mu Fan hurriedly said: "Stop, stop......"
The Three Kings Sword suddenly stopped, Mu Fan stumbled, and the sword almost fell off.
Mu Fan couldn't help laughing, the intimacy turned into a heart-to-heart connection, he could control this legendary fairy sword!
Although for some reason, he was inexplicably recognized by this sword, but he was still happy.
Ye Feng, who was hiding in the clouds, suddenly made a move, using only half of his strength, and his speed was deliberately reduced to a state acceptable to Mu Fan.
Mu Fan didn't see the master, and his divine sense couldn't detect the master's breath, his little strength was not enough in front of Ye Feng at all, but he had no reason to make a move.
With a flip of the wrist, a purple sword flower appeared in the air.
He slashed backwards with his sword in his backhand.
The sword was in front of Ye Feng, and when Ye Feng saw this, he hovered in the air, stretched out two fingers, and clamped the Three Kings Sword extremely slowly.
The speed of time between the two fingers slowed down, and the speed of the sword did not decrease, but time slowed down.
Mu Fan sensed a huge force coming from the sword, he turned his head and saw that the person holding his sword was the master.
This was the first time he felt the power of Master, he had only seen Master fighting with others before, but now that he was in battle, just by seeing Master, his hand softened.
Ye Feng frowned and said, "That's what you can do?"
Unleash your full strength!
” Mu Fan shouted, and with all his strength, the Three Kings Sword did not move at all, and there was an arc of electricity on the sword, and it didn't take long for it to be annihilated by the power of Ye Feng's two fingers.