The world is an endless world. The distance between the heart and the road is as far as the road is, and there are always different smells of gunpowder. Perhaps there is a battlefield ahead, but behind there are beautiful mountains and rivers, peaceful, or perhaps it is just hidden in it, full of wind and clouds.

It was an afternoon, and the sunset was like the afterglow of Henghuang City that day. A team slowly appeared on the other side of the road. The sunlight pulled the figure of the group very long, and dozens of horses were slowly driving. At the front was a boy carrying a coffin, dressed in black, not stained with dust, but was stained with some brilliance.

Under the huge coffin was a huge sword. Gu Qingshi walked towards the village ahead step by step, leading a team, but there were only about thirty people.

When he set out from Qingyang, he brought thousands of martial arts people to Cangzhou, with fewer and fewer people along the way. After Henghuang City was broken, he only mentioned the people who first came from the World Alliance, and there was Ding Yun who was still reading a book on a horse.

At some point, Ding Yun put away the book in his hand, turned over and dismounted, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, looked around, frowned, and went backwards to find Long Xingkong, wearing a blue shirt, openly and generous, raised his hands, bowed and held a tribute, and said, "Senior Long, something is wrong with this village."

Long Xingkong dismounted, and for a moment, everyone dismounted and couldn't help but reach out to the weapon. It was only when Long Xingkong waved his hand slightly to let them loosen their weapons.

Two disciples from the World Alliance stepped forward, led the horses for Long Xingkong and Ding Yun, and pulled the two horses to the rear of the team.

When the team got here, they stopped and started camping.

Long Xingkong looked at Ding Yun and nodded. His black and white hair was tightly bound. When the wind blew, a few strands of it floated up, and he said, "What's wrong?"

Ding Yun hung the book in his hand on a thick cloth rope around his waist, pointed to both sides of the road, and said, "There are many signs of wear and tear in these places, but they are all new. The road is much wider, and it is obviously impossible for one or two people to make it. In addition..." Ding Yun pointed to the village not far away and continued, "There are a lot of smoke over there and the noise of people. This should not appear in a place where the smoke is everywhere. Also, senior, look..."

Long Xingkong smiled slightly, interrupted Ding Yun and said, "I heard that you have obtained the inheritance of Mr. Fifth, Yingtian Academy. It has made great progress. You are right. This village is not right because there are a group of very special people living here."

"Very special? Who?" Ding Yun said in confusion.

Long Xingkong said lightly: "There were four ministers of the Su family living here before. Now... many of them should have left now, and few of them are still there."

Ding Yun frowned and said in confusion: "No, senior, as you said, there shouldn't be too many people in this village, why are there so many fireworks? Moreover, I can hear people's voices so far away."

Long Xingkong showed a cold smile and said, "The four ministers left, but the court always needs an explanation. It will not work if they don't die, so there are so many new traces here."

Ding Yun suddenly trembled all over, as if he had entered the snow and ice. The cold rose from his heart to his mind. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Senior Long, you... Are you saying that these people are all people who came to die for the four ministers... In order to protect his loyal servants, the Qi Palace specially sent these people to this village, Li Daitao Zombie!"

Long Xingkong didn't say anything, just nodded.

Ding Yun felt cold all over and said in surprise: "How is this... this matter? Mr. Gu probably doesn't know. With his personality, it is impossible for him to do such a cruel thing."

Long Xingkong said: "Master Gu may not know, but it is unlikely that he will make arrangements like this, but it does not mean that others will not make arrangements like this!"

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"Bang!"

In a small county town not far from Cangzhou, in a small roadside teahouse, Gu Qingci suddenly slapped a letter on the table. Suddenly, the table was split into pieces.

A great practitioner from Xingtian Mansion next to him looked at Gu Qingci with a cold face, and an invisible pressure came over him, causing a trace of cold sweat to burst out on his forehead for no reason.

This man was a new great practitioner of Xingtian Prefecture. He was selected by Gu Qingci a few days ago and accompanied the Xingtianwei to Langya County in the extreme north. Along the way, he became familiar with this immediate boss. This was a particularly gentle and unparalleled young man, who had always thought so.

It was not until this moment that he realized that he was too wrong. This adult was just not angry. This sudden anger and this oppression made him a great practitioner unable to even release his true energy to resist.

The great practitioner of Xingtian Prefecture swallowed his saliva and asked hesitantly: "Sir, what's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Gu Qingci stood up slowly and took a deep breath. He didn't know whether he was answering or talking to himself, but his tone was particularly cold, saying, "What a Su Zhui, he is really cruel. For his own purposes, he even gave up even if he said he would give up!"

Gu Qingci was really angry. He didn't expect that in order to make his four ministers live a better life, Su Zhui actually selected more than 2,000 people from ordinary people who were displaced due to war and sent them to the small mountain village where the four ministers lived. The original four ministers and ordinary people all left their bags and left them to the group that took the initiative to stay.

"Su Zhui, Su Zhui," Gu Qingci gritted his teeth, pinched his fists tightly, and whispered: "You don't want your retainers to take you into obstruction and destroy the clan, but can you let others replace me? You are trapping me, Gu Qingci, in an unkind and unjust place!"

Gu Qingci was worried that Su Zhui would change the prince, so he immediately told Emperor Xia about Tiefutu, in order not to Tiefutu, he protected the descendants of the four great ministers, and also protected the ordinary people who might have been pulled by Su Zhui to take over.

Emperor Xia did not take over Tiefutu, but he also agreed to Gu Qingci's request. He only said one thing at that time: The four great ministers who had not been able to support the Su family for a hundred years now have not even a single person to support. What kind of threat can it be considered?

Emperor Xia did not take the four ministers seriously at all!

Gu Qingci never expected that Su Zhui was so cruel. He had already told Su Zhui that Emperor Xia had agreed to let the four ministers go, but he did not expect that Su Zhui did this!

Gu Qingci understood Su Zhui's idea. Su Zhui owed too much love to the four ministers. He wanted to make the four ministers' life more open while he was still there.

Gu Qingci gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and said lightly: "Little Shitou, what will you choose?"
Chapter completed!