I have nothing but luck

If the radical is a person, Jiang Jingxing kills him, one sword will not succeed, it will only be a matter of two swords.However, not only was he surrounded by layers of powerful soldiers, but he was also tightly surrounded by twelve ministries, and he was guarding against people like Jiang Jingxing who relied on their cultivation and plotted against others.

Xie Ronghua's eyebrows flickered: "There is a god-sent opportunity in front of me."

When it came to business, she didn't want to hide it, and said cleanly in one breath: "When hunting in the north, the chief went crazy for some reason, and the twelve powerful men under the account went out to hunt and kill the Zhou family and the three sects of the Southern Region. Nearly half of the number was lost, and the vitality was greatly injured. The old chief of the previous radical was determined to seize the position, and the chief of the radical wanted to be safe for the time being, and wanted to negotiate peace with me."

Jiang Jingxing understood: "You want me to sneak into the king's tent and wait for an opportunity to kill King Di by pretending to be a councilor and envoy?"

"Yes." Xie Ronghua said with a smile, her eyebrows and eyes were shining, and her face was dazzling: "If King Di is still in the Eastern Desolation King City, there is still danger. The reason why I say this is a good opportunity is because of Beishou. Go to Pingcheng."

There are so few decent cities in the Eastern Wasteland, there is no law during the autumn hunting, and several radicals died in the throne contest. Every autumn hunting, the radicals will always move to Pingcheng.

Lu Binwei: "Pingcheng is far away from the Guiyuan barracks, if you act rashly, the chief of staff will definitely notice."

"I can use the name of peace talks to advance the battle front three hundred miles." The light in Xie Ronghua's eyes shone with the wine in her cup: "After the death of the head of the branch, no one in the twelve departments will obey anyone, and I will come first. I can't think about it." It's hard to argue. Do you think they will turn their backs on Jiang Jingxing together or grab the throne first? It's enough for Jiang Jingxing to come out."

"When the time comes, I will personally bring six thousand black armored cavalry there. It would be too late in normal times, but once the radical dies, it will not be a problem to cause the world to turn upside down. If you come back in time, Yunyou, everything will be fine."

Comparing the Guiyuan army that swept eight points, then the "Xuankai" in the Guiyuan army is an invincible spearhead.

"Xuankai" is no more than [-] people, and they are all composed of practitioners. Even if it is the lowest state of the strange world, it is still no problem to fight ten against one, not to mention that the Guiyuan army is all brave, and its combat power is far beyond the same level.

Xie Ronghua left [-] yuan for Lu Binwei to guard the southern border, and brought the rest to the northern border. She allocated [-] yuan to raid the royal city this time, which can be said to have stolen all of her wealth.

Hearing that she had made up her mind, Lu Binwei turned to worry about other things: "Well, I will lead an elite army of ten thousand people to help, and I will arrive within a moment."

Xie Rongjiao: "Sister, do you have a suitable envoy candidate?"

Invited by the chief of the radical, it is only reasonable that Xie Ronghua, the head coach, goes to the appointment.But who told her that when she negotiated peace with the chieftain of the southern border, she buried three hundred practitioners holding knives and axes, and with a drop of a wine glass, she performed the knife herself, and forcibly chopped down the offerings of the heaven and man to no scum.

When she was negotiating peace with Nanman, Nanman was dishonest at that time and kept making small moves behind her back. It was definitely not an attitude of sincere peace negotiation.

Xie Ronghua is young and energetic, surrounded by the aura of invincibility, his heart is extremely high, how can there be sand in his eyes?Since Nanman planned to use Yihe's back to trick her, she simply acted preemptively and completely eradicated Nanman's biggest reliance.

It also left her with a dark history.

Rao is such a person who is not afraid of death like a radical. He claims that his combat power is far superior to that of Nanman priests. Xie Ronghua is by no means a match. At least he is a radical. He cherishes many things and would rather send someone to tell Xie Ronghua to let her survive in the barracks Staying still means avoiding the one in ten thousand possibility of dying so uselessly.

Xie Ronghua drew a virtual circle on the table with his fingertips: "There may be one, but it's not as satisfactory, it's Jiang Changlan."

The word ginger after ginger.

Jiang Changlan is the eldest son of Jiang and the nephew of Jiang's queen.

The Jiang family is a noble family. He should have earned a good reputation by studying honestly, and then he won the first place in essays, poems and prose in the Qunfanghui. If you grow up, you can go back to Beijing to live up to your old age, and become an old man who calls the wind and rain in the officialdom.

However, the eldest son of the Jiang family loves to wield knives and guns. When he was a child, his parents could still confiscate his guns and force him to study. When he grew up, he became more and more lawless. Start from the bottom.

His cultivation level is not low, and he is like a military strategist. Gradually, he pulled out his head and jumped in front of Xie Ronghua. Xie Ronghua happened to have seen him when Gao Jing and Jiang Hou were pretending to be polite. Jiang Changlan's vest was quickly stripped by her. .

Xie Ronghua's face was full of indescribable words, and he said sadly: "Jiang Changlan's identity should be the most suitable for an envoy, but I don't know who the hell got the news from Jiang Hou, and sent me a stack of letters telling me not to let Jiang Changlan have an accident. Get up enough to light a fire and cook."

"Let her know that I sent Jiang Changlan as an envoy, and she is incapable of peeling my skin. Nearly half of the food and grass for the Guiyuan Army came from Bei Zhou."

After all, it is still poor.

Jiang Jingxing suddenly felt sympathy for each other.

Xie Rongjiao pondered: "Sister, what do you think of me?"

Xie Ronghua glanced at him indifferently, listlessly: "Then I will be skinned off by father. Empress Jiang is not capable of peeling, but father dares."

Xie Rongjiao: "Father doesn't know how to do it, and if I stop him, if you want to pick him up, he will pick me up first."

Xie Huan is a reasonable person.

Xie Ronghua's eyes lit up for a moment.

Immediately, Jiang Jingxing ruthlessly put it down: "Don't say who Xie Huan will pick up first, I'm still here, and I can do it now."

Xie Rongjiao stretched out his hand fearlessly, and lifted up a part of his sleeve to signal him to pick it up.

Jiang Jingxing laughed dryly: "It's not good to fight too much. If Xie Huan wants to make a move, I will stop it for you first."

Xie Ronghua raised his eyebrows to look at him in amazement: "Your surname is Jiang, didn't you really get caught by a ghost in Xuanwu City?"

"No." Xie Rongjiao testified Jiang Jingxing's innocence, "There are no ghosts in Xuanwu City."

Jiang Jingxing: "A Ci, are you really going?"

Xie Rongjiao stroked the sword of Zhenjiang Mountain with his fingers, he often likes to do this when he thinks: "In terms of identity, there is no one more suitable than me. Just now, my sister also said that the chief should be forced to temporarily truce due to the situation. If I go , Donghuang will think that we are sincerely discussing the truce, and his vigilance will be lowered."

He lowered his eyes: "Besides, the radicals have basalt energy. Su He said that the basalt array needs the Zhenlingzhu to open, and his words do not seem to be fake. However, we don't have the Zhenlingzhu in our hands, and the formation still opens automatically. I don't know why , but I feel that it is inseparable from myself.”

The four of them are all trustworthy people, he speaks without reservation, Xie Rongjiao can clearly feel the pulling force when the Black Tortoise Formation was opened, and it is aimed at him.

It's just that he happened to be close to Jiang Jingxing and Li Zhixuan, so they were left together as gifts.

Jiang Jingxing sighed helplessly, but then smiled in relief: "Okay, then let's go together."

Xie Ronghua felt lost: "Don't say goodbye, you and I are obviously siblings, why didn't I get involved with Xuanwu, so that I could kill the grandson of the radical?"

"Maybe God is merciful and doesn't want you to commit more crimes." Jiang Jingxing said without hesitation, "Besides, you are not as good-looking as Ah Ci, so why not allow God to favor the good-looking one?"

Xie Ronghua almost drew his sword and chopped off this Jiang.

The victim didn't even realize it, and kept chattering to himself: "I said Xie Chuyi, you should be more reliable when you bring troops to raid, and respond quickly so that nothing happens to Ah Ci, otherwise I won't be able to wait for Xie Huan, so I will pick it up first."

no?Whose brother?To whom does Jiang, who is more distressed than she is, show it to?

Xie Ronghua waved his hand angrily, signaling that he can get out.

In the end, Xie Ronghua ordered Jiang Changlan to go with him.

Seeing that Jiang Changlan's cultivation base was about to reach half a step of Mahayana, the higher-ups who led the troops had nothing to say, he was of great use, and it would be a pity not to send him to blame.

With Xie Rongjiao on the left and right as a shield, she was sent along with her own brother, the only second descendant of Xie's family, and Empress Jiang would not be very easy to get angry.

On the bright side, Xie Rongjiao was the official envoy for this negotiation, Jiang Changlan was the deputy envoy, and Jiang Jingxing hid his entire body in a watertight manner, bearing the name of Xie Gaoshan, a descendant of Xie's family, consciously pretending to be a buy-one-get-one offer. head.

The desolate people have a fierce style and are not afraid of death. Pingcheng is unusually located in the heart of a country and a place, and it is only a thousand miles away from the Guiyuan military camp.

Climbing up to the high-rise observatory in Pingcheng, you can even faintly overlook the romantic and prosperous pouring out of the cornices and corners of the high-rise buildings in Gaojing.

It is said that because of each, each radical will move the capital to Pingcheng, and in the north wind from the watchtower, he can see the future of burning the beacon fire all the way to Haojing.

"It can only be sent here, everyone, take care." They set off early in the morning and arrived in Pingcheng at noon. The leader who sent them here should go back, and the leading woman said goodbye.

Xie Rongjiao couldn't help but look at the leading girl more, not because of how embarrassing she was, but because she was vaguely familiar, like an old friend.

Apparently this old man didn't have much close contact with him, Xie Rongjiao couldn't find a suitable name to match his face, just when he was about to put this matter aside, the girl saluted him solemnly: "When I was in Fulai Town earlier, I lost my temper in a hurry, and I didn't thank the son for his help, now I think it shouldn't be."

It turned out to be He Quan.

Xie Rongjiao was stunned, and hurriedly avoided her gift: "Madam He beat me, it should be a matter of duty, the lady is now in the Guiyuan Army?"

She was a little darker and thinner than in Fulai Town, and her whole person's spirit was raised, from the pale and thin paper figure in Buze City to three-dimensional into a tall and straight poplar tree in the desert.

He Quan smiled, and said softly: "When I graduated from Buchou Academy, my future was at a loss and my heart was hard to calm down. Thanks to my son's advice, I hated the Northern Wilderness so much, so I came back to the Yuan Army to try my luck. Thank you Shuai Qingyan for staying in the army and being able to do something for my lifelong wish."

Outside Beihuangping city where the new wind howled, Xie Rongjiao felt warm in his heart.

His ability to recognize faces is very poor, but the faces of the people in Fulai Town are so indifferent and chilling that they can't get rid of them to this day.

Of course, He Quan couldn't let go of these faces, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to the northern wilderness thousands of miles away. Maybe when she died, she would not forget to hold her grandchildren's hands tightly and open her eyes and say something like "Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, Family sacrifices never forget to tell Nai Weng."

Fortunately, at least she didn't have her spine crushed like her predecessors, and since then she can only see the bottomless loess.

Xie Rongjiao said, "Take care."

"The son and Mr. Gao should take care of the most. I believe that the son will be able to kill the culprit behind the scenes one day. This place will never be able to trap the son."

These were the last words He Quan said to him before he got on his horse and left.

When he was in Yangcheng, He Quan's eyes were dazzled by the blood, and he asked Xie Rongjiao if he could bring the real culprit behind Tucun to justice.

The driving force behind Lu Fanfen is Mo Luo.

Without Moro, there would not have been so many outlanders who died in Fulai Town.

Fulai Town is just one of thousands of small towns in Kyushu. .

When Xie Ronghua asked her why she came to return to the Yuan Army, He Quan replied, "I want to try my best, can I pass someone a sword, the sword to kill Mo Luo.

"Since ancient times, there have been endless tragedies. I can't count how many victims I am, but I hope that after me, there will be no second me. I know it is difficult. Even if it is possible, it will be a matter of generations. It can be achieved overnight, but I want to try. The mayfly has shaken the big tree, at least once."

Xie Ronghua raised his eyebrows and smiled, and replied: "Ants kill elephants."

At that moment, although Xie Ronghua and Xie Rongjiao were hot and cold, as if the sun and the moon were different, some of their similarities overlapped unexpectedly.

For example, when she was in the academy, her husband was chattering bitterly, and the students were staring and arguing endlessly. They may have bright eyes on their beautiful or ordinary faces, or hot flesh and blood under their delicate or old skin.