It was early morning and the breeze was simmering.

During this night, I don’t know how many people are sleepless.

In a yard, Li Qingque was wearing a cloak and wearing a mourning scarf on his head. He stood under the eaves, looked up slightly at the Haoyue, which had not completely dissipated, and whispered: "It seems that it is going to rain!"

It seemed that God intended to respond to Li Qingque's words. At that moment, a strong wind suddenly blew, shaking the rows of wind chimes under the eaves and jingled.

In the side courtyard, Huo Jinghuan was wearing armor, holding a spear, and walked over with great strides, bowing, "Your Highness, everything is ready!"

"Are you ready?" Li Qingque slowly stretched out his hand, and a small raindrop fell on his palm. He whispered: "It's raining!"

Huo Jinghuan looked at the sky that was still dark, with some doubts. At this moment, Zhuge Xiu's figure appeared not far away. He leaned against the pillar and waved gently to Huo Jinghuan.

Huo Jinghuan first looked at Li Qingque, then walked over.

Zhuge Xiu hooked Huo Jinghuan's neck, gently patted Huo Jinghuan's chest with a feather fan in his hand, and said, "You can rest assured, your highness will act according to the plan!"

Huo Jinghuan looked back at Li Qingque who was sad and sad, and said, "I just saw Your Highness like this, I was worried about him..."

"There is nothing to worry about," Zhuge Xiu said: "Call the people and I see that it is about to rain in the capital. When the heavy rain comes, we should break out of the capital!"

"There is only one chance," Zhuge Xiu said: "The King of Qin and King Wei will definitely fight to the death before the throne ceremony. Our only chance is to take King Ling out of the capital at that time. If this time fails, no matter who loses in the end, we will clean our necks and wait for death!"

Huo Jinghuan nodded and said, "Sir, don't worry, even if Jinghuan dies, he will protect His Highness from leaving the city safely!"

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The sky was covered with clouds, and it was almost raining heavily. However, the dark clouds gathered in the capital for a whole day without raining, but the wind was overflowing, blowing the streets full of flying chips.

Outside the capital, a young man in white walked slowly. As the night came, it became colder and colder, with strong winds blowing, and layers of yellow sand appeared on the official road.

The young man in white was holding a simple but simple sword in his arms, which seemed to be rusted. It had just been polished, and it was assembled into a sword hilt, a piece of iron piece.

A head of white hair was blown up and floated melodiously.

He looked up slightly and looked at the magnificent words "Chang'an" on the city wall!

He remembered that when Li Qingque first talked to him about Chang'an, he said, "Where is my heart is Chang'an", but when he mentioned Chang'an the second time, he said, "There is a city in my heart, called Chang'an"!

One city becomes two cities.

He saw it now that these were indeed two cities.

I took a step forward and suddenly felt a trace of peeping.

There was a statue of the Vermillion Bird on the city wall, as if it was alive. There were two eyes made of various materials, which produced a ray of luster and looked at him quietly.

In a vague way, he heard a chirping.

There are threats, oppressions, and temptations!

"My name is Mu Feiqing!"

Another chirping made it clearer!

"I'm going to go into the city!"

When I heard the tweet again, the sound was more aggressive and the warning was even more powerful.
Chapter completed!