Chapter 7 Chapter Seven: The Sword of the Tripod

It wasn't until the young master Shu Ye returned to Yingchao that Huo Qinglei turned back and walked towards the place where the second young master Liancheng was detained. Considering that he is the younger brother of the city lord after all, and also a distinguished guest from the imperial capital, Huo Qinglei just tapped the acupoints of his Qihai and both hands, and did not add any shackles to him.The boy in Geshan still had unyielding stubbornness in his eyes, but when he heard that he was going to be taken to the Yaohua Building where his mother lived, he stood up quietly and followed behind Huo Qinglei.

When approaching the small claustrophobic building, I heard Lu Ji's voice of congratulations inside, the voice was hoarse and strange.For ten years, this imprisoned woman has used witchcraft to curse the city lord every night in the building, trying to avenge the lord's mother. Huo Qinglei shuddered suddenly when he heard the incantation that didn't sound like a human voice.The Second Young Master Liancheng next to him suddenly knelt down on the steps before entering the building, and kowtowed three times to the dark door, his eyes became sad and hateful.On the wall inside the door hangs the set of armor handed down by the old city lord.

It has been ten years since he left this small building.Ten years ago, at the age of eleven, he watched his mother with disheveled hair being dragged out by the Shenwu Army, and Bai Ling tightly twisted her neck.Lu Ji hugged him and covered his eyes to prevent him from looking, but he still saw: his mother's originally beautiful and graceful face was bruised and purple, her eyes were round and her mouth was covered with blood. The eldest brother Shu Ye, who had just recovered from serious injuries, just sat on the soft couch and watched coldly, and ordered the sergeant to put the hanged Mrs. Yaohua into the coffin and wait for two days so that he could be buried with the dying old city lord.

He broke free from Lu Ji's hand, rushed to bite his elder brother, but was pulled away by countless soldiers. The new Dunhuang City Lord looked at the eleven-year-old brother coldly, and suddenly raised his hand to make a gesture—the sound of sharp knives being unsheathed all around.However, young master Shu Ye just shook his head, waving his hand as if extremely tired: "I won't kill him. Send him to the imperial capital." At the age of eleven, he was sent away from his hometown in this way, and went to the imperial capital Chang'an as a hostage. He has seen what happened to the protons of other vassal states in the imperial capital: living like a year, walking on thin ice, because if there is any change in the situation between the two countries, the heads of those protons will be put on a gold plate and sent back to their homeland.And his shady elder brother, Gao Shuye, is afraid that the murderer is also big?Once Shu Ye was unwilling to be just the lord of Dunhuang City, and there was a slight change, he would lose his head in the imperial capital.

If he hadn't met noble people in the imperial capital to help him, deal with everything for him, teach him and support him for ten years, he would have become a victim in the fierce power struggle in the imperial capital, regardless of whether he could return to his homeland with the imperial capital's will ten years later.Thinking about the past, deep hatred appeared in his eyes involuntarily. "What do you mean by this look?" Suddenly, Huo Qinglei sneered, as if he couldn't suppress the righteous indignation of many years, "My son is good enough to you! Otherwise, you and your mother should have been killed ten years ago. To avoid future troubles!"

Gao Liancheng suddenly turned his head, glared at this elder brother's vassal minions, and angrily scolded: "This slave, how dare you talk to me like this? Don't insult my mother! You are just a retainer of our Gao family!" Huo Qinglei sneered: "Your mother? Let me tell you, it was the old city lord who wanted to kill your mother! - Do you know what your good mother did? When the young master was thirteen years old, she actually colluded with the evildoers of the Ming sect to kill her He put him to death, and after the young master came back after all the hard work, she murdered him again—after the old city lord knew about it, he sent someone to hang the woman to death before he died, so he dared to rest assured and close his eyes."

"Nonsense!" Liancheng raised his voice because of shock, and angrily reprimanded, "Nonsense, my mother never dared to step on an ant to death! How could she kill Shu Ye? How?" Huo Qinglei's face was ashen, and he tried his best to expose the ugliness of the family, "Go and ask the guard Lao Liu, go and ask Nanny Zhang! Which of the old people in the mansion doesn't know! It's just for Gao's face, and he only said that his wife died violently. .The young master has done his best to you! If it were someone else, would he be able to allow you to live to this day?"

Liancheng stared at Huo Qinglei, but didn't believe it, and backed up again and again: "My mother doesn't kill people...she doesn't kill people...she believes in Buddhism, she never kills! If you don't believe me, ask Lu Ji." While backing, the heel of his boot touched the threshold, and Liancheng staggered suddenly.But someone helped him from the door. The woman in green had arrived at the door at some point, standing in the dark shadows and supporting the young master: "That's right. Second son, madam is a good person. She loves you extremely, and she is even more afraid of plotting against you." After a pause, Lu Ji in the shadow stared at the lights in the warbler's nest, gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "However, there is someone who has blocked your life's glory and wealth—Madam, how could he tolerate him!"

Liancheng was stunned, looking at the woman with a side profile in the shadows - is this Aunt Lu?The Aunt Lu who carried him around when she was a child, watching the Westerners swallowing knives and spitting fire, watching the caravan camel bells, and watching the sunset over the long river?I haven't seen her for ten years, and the face of this woman who has just turned 30 has become so old and frightening.He suddenly felt strange. Huo Qinglei stared at Lu Ji's aging and resentful face, the light in his eyes also turned into pain. "Lu'er, why bother." He couldn't help persuading his childhood sweetheart again, "Look, the second young master has come back well? Don't mention the old grievances anymore—it's flesh and blood after all! The city lord won't It’s difficult for the second son to share the wealth and honor. I’ll ask the city lord for permission to marry you, and everyone can live in Dunhuang, isn’t that good?”

Such sincere and simple words, uttered from the mouth of this general with a heavy hand in hand, carry a force that makes people unbelievable. Liancheng's face was still pale, as if he still didn't believe that his mother had planned to frame his eldest brother in the past.However, Lu Ji looked at Huo Qinglei coldly, and smiled suddenly: "Okay, if you guarantee that Gao Shuye will not harm the young master, I will marry you." "Okay!" Huo Qinglei was overjoyed, and he blurted out his agreement, and couldn't help but stepped forward and took Lu Ji's hand.

Lu Ji struggled a little, then turned her head to the shadows.The woman's hands were as skinny as sticks, cold and damp, trembling nervously.However, after ten years, he finally held these hands. Huo Qinglei was filled with grief and joy, and he refused to let go for a long time. But she didn't see it, she turned her head towards the shadow, and a line of tears suddenly fell from the woman's eyes. In late autumn, the city of Dunhuang once again fell into its usual bustle and bustle. Camel caravans came in and out, merchants from all over the world came in one after another, and met the city lord. The high tax of every ten rakes made them secretly slander, but they had no choice but to take the customs clearance document covered by the jade seal and go out of Dunhuang, hoping to sell it at the destination. Offer a better price. Young Master Shu Ye is still the life-and-death emperor of this side, deciding everything about this important town on the ancient road.He is still as extravagant as usual, but at the same time, he also arranges the city's government and military affairs in an orderly manner.No one dared to destroy this iron-like order, and no one dared to ask: What happened to the second son Liancheng who came back a few days ago? However, the Yaohua Building gradually became more popular, not as dead and gloomy as before. It should be because of the approval of the city lord, Huo Qinglei has come to Yaohua Building more obviously in the past few days, with a happy expression on his face.Lu Ji's expression was only indifferent, and occasionally she talked along with him for a while, but her eyes were dodged.Huo Qinglei was easily satisfied, fearing that she had been imprisoned for many years and was unfamiliar with the outside world, so he happily took Lu Ji to look around, not shying away from inside and outside.The second son was in the building all day long calling to see his elder brother, but the son Shu Ye came over drunkenly helping the dancer girl. Lian Cheng couldn't say anything to this domineering elder brother, but just stared at him. A few days passed like this, as if a Karez well of thin ice had begun to form in the city. On the surface, the stagnant water had no waves, but there was an undercurrent turbulent underneath, waiting to break through the ice. On the fourth day, Huo Qinglei had breakfast with Lu Ji, and went to the backyard to check as usual. However, as soon as he entered the huge courtyard with lush flowers and trees, he found that the parked one hundred carts of gold baht disappeared overnight.He gasped, but he wasn't too surprised—for ten years, every year on the tenth day of October, the young master ordered his servants to put this huge treasure in the backyard, and then five days later, on the night of the middle of the month, these cars will disappear secretly.No one knows where they have gone. However, today is only October 14th, and these cars left?Why is it one day earlier than in previous years? He was a bit worried and wanted to ask the city lord for instructions, but was unexpectedly blocked outside the warbler's nest. Although the guards recognized him, they still insisted that the city lord told him not to see any guests today, and no one was allowed to enter the warbler's nest. Huo Qinglei came back sullenly, Lu Ji asked attentively, and he told about today's abnormality.Lu Ji smiled and said that he was suspicious, and it was not uncommon for the young master to have a good time in that gold selling cave without seeing anyone for a few days.However, when she was laughing, as if she was pondering something in her heart, the woman's eyes suddenly flashed a fierce light, and she held the jug to persuade her to drink. The wine was so strong that Huo Qinglei only drank three cups before he felt dazed and fell down on the table unknowingly. Lu Ji looked inside and found that Liancheng was not alarmed, so she carefully untied the token and a bunch of keys from Huo Qinglei's waist, took out the slime she had prepared earlier, printed the keys on them, and took them out one by one. After making the mold, he immediately put the key back into Huo Qinglei's arms.Everything was done in just a few moments, Lu Ji looked at the drunk Huo Qinglei and smiled, her eyes were complicated - as she expected: son Shu Ye is difficult to deal with, but this stunned young man under him is easy to deal with . She was doing all this swiftly, and suddenly smiled wryly: It would be great if Xiao Huo wasn't Gao Shuye's confidant... In this way, she wouldn't have to treat him like this.However, the world is pressing, and in the current situation, if she doesn't act first, Liancheng will be killed by Gao Shuye! Although she has been dormant in the city of Dunhuang for the past few years and cannot move freely, she is very careful in private, asking about every move in the city.She vaguely guessed that the reason why the young master Shu Ye was so unscrupulous and had sat firmly in Dunhuang for many years was probably because he had powerful support in the imperial court-the whereabouts of the one hundred carts of gold baht every year was a riddle.The young master Shu Ye must have colleagues in the court of Dayin. However, she did not expect the forces of the imperial capital to intervene so quickly.Less than ten days after Liancheng returned to Dunhuang with the imperial decree, people from the imperial capital followed him! Young Master Shu Ye did not kill Liancheng, perhaps because he was still concerned about the power of the imperial decree.But now, the mysterious man from the imperial capital has come to Dunhuang, I'm afraid that the young master Shu Ye will turn his face immediately if he gets help? ——She must figure out a way as soon as possible!Otherwise, the young master will die in the hands of Gao Shuye. Liancheng is the only blood left by Mrs. Yaohua, how can she just sit back and watch! In the secret selling gold cave, all the beauties turned pale, watching the young master Shu Ye overturn the banquet, and shouted harshly. The man in black sitting across from him was motionless, watching a pile of golden cups and jade cups being smashed to the ground, with a smile of interest in the corner of his mouth, squinting at the angry Dunhuang City Lord.Picking his nails with a knife in his hand, he was in a leisurely manner.He was wearing a jade crown and a robe with arrow sleeves with dragon patterns on a black background. The workmanship was exquisite, and it turned out to be the first-class clothing of a prince. If the people of the imperial capital Chang'an, they would know who it was after seeing the robe with the dragon pattern on the black background - Ding Jianhou! During Dayin's Four Kings' Rebellion, this young Marquis started out of the wilderness, got huge financial resources from no one knows where, organized an army, and supported them to fight in troubled times.With the slogan of "support the emperor and eliminate civil strife", the world was pacified, and the four vassal princes who rebelled were killed.After the civil strife subsided and the royal family declined, Ding Jianhou became the most trusted person of Dayin's current emperor, and he was specially allowed to weave dragon patterns on his Xuanyi to show his favor.Even the high-ranking clan children in the imperial capital are proud to befriend this young prince who was born as a commoner and call him "Master".And this Lord Hou is titled "Ding Jian". It is said that as his name suggests, he has hands and eyes that reach the sky. This time several Orthodox Churches jointly wrote a letter requesting the imperial court to order the eradication of Mingjiao, and he played a decisive role in it. However, at this moment, this person who can turn clouds and rain with just one hand secretly left the imperial capital and quietly appeared in the secret golden cave in the distant city of Dunhuang, where he sat and listened to other people's scolding.Looking left and right, he suddenly saw the small jasper bottle on the table. He frowned and put it in his sleeve: "Why are you still eating this kind of thing? If you want to die, just die! I confiscated it." The young master Shu Ye was furious, completely lost his usual aloof demeanor, and was yelling at the absent-minded person: "Mo Xiang, what the hell have you done in the past ten years? You charge me so much money every year. And send it back to an idiot like me!" As if he was extremely angry, suddenly he turned his backhand, and a cold light flew out - the young master is going to kill someone!Meiji yelled out in fright, and when the gold and iron cross hit, the Chengying sword rested a foot away from the visitor's neck. The black-clothed Ding Jianhou had an extra black long sword in his hand, which blocked the sword of Young Master Shu Ye in an instant. "Tsk tsk, after all, it's your brother, how can you call an idiot?" Ding Jianhou laughed a little lazily, turned his wrist, and the sword body kept shaking lightly, blocking the seven swords in an instant, while still having the strength to shout Answer, "Although...he does look idiot to us...as idiotic as..." The last sword.Sparks shot.The two men who held the swords intersected each other took three steps back, but they were evenly matched. "Idiot is just like you ten years ago!" Ding Jianhou took a breath and said viciously, "So you don't like him, right?" Young Master Shu Ye also stared fiercely at the other party, but that sentence pierced him like a sharp sword, and he couldn't answer.After a long while, he angrily threw Chengying Sword on the ground, angrily: "How can such a person be the Lord of Dunhuang! I treat you as a brother, so I will ask you for everything and entrust Liancheng to your care-but you actually put him I became an idiot!" "Why should I teach him to be a qualified city lord?" Ding Jianhou said lazily, looking at his companion, "The city lord of Dunhuang is you." Young Master Shu Ye seemed to want to say something, but fell silent after all.After a while, he finally just waved his hand to make those beauties retreat, then turned around and asked in a low voice: "Today is only October 14th, and you actually came to collect the one hundred carts of gold baht in person? You can't leave the imperial capital easily, Come here suddenly, could it be that the political situation over there has changed?" "Who cares about the one hundred carts of gold baht? How dare I run out if the political situation changes?" Ding Jianhou flicked on the black long sword, and when he heard the long chant from the saber, his eyes suddenly became bright, "I I know she's here. I want to come to Dunhuang before you go to see her." "How do you know she's here?" Young Master Shu Ye was startled without even asking who "she" was. "Why don't I know..." Ding Jianhou looked away from the sword and landed on the face of Dunhuang City Lord, "I am Mo Xiang, and you are Gao Shuye. We are brothers, what can we hide from me? ——You suddenly wrote a letter asking me to send Liancheng back from the imperial capital, so I knew something would change. At that time, you already expected that Sha Manhua would be sent by the Mingjiao General Altar to Dunhuang, right?" Young Master Shu Ye did not answer, turned his head to look at the jade tree and golden lotus outside the court, and remained stubbornly silent. "It's none of your business. It's been agreed a long time ago that you are in charge of the Central Plains and I'm in charge of the Western Regions." He replied coldly, "I'll give you a huge amount of money every year for you to organize the army and clear the court. You just control the political situation in the imperial capital. , Take care of Liancheng—the matter of Dunhuang, you don't need to intervene." "Why don't I intervene! Damn, am I just going to watch you die?" Ding Jianhou, who had been tired all this time, suddenly became furious, and smashed the entire row of white jade railings with his sword.Ding Jianhou was roaring, and took out the jasper bottle and shook it in front of him: "It's been ten years, and you're still taking this medicine? Wake up! I know what you want to do: ten years ago, you wanted to die in her hands." Here, it will still be the same ten years later! So you are in a hurry to recruit Liancheng back, and you are in a hurry to die! Isn't it?" "Yes. So what?" As if forced to evade by a series of angry reprimands, Young Master Shu Ye suddenly smiled and admitted frankly, "I don't think life is fun, so I might as well die. Anyway, I have experienced everything in my life. gone." Ding Jianhou was stunned, looking at his companion who was still young and handsome in appearance, but exuded decadence and death. For ten years, he had been mediating in the midst of military power and war, trying his best to move forward, but this was the first time he stopped and saw the death in the eyes of his companions.Ever since he lost Sha Manhua on the top of Kunlun ten years ago, this person's heart has started to sink, right?And the hometown of Dunhuang didn't give him enough warmth: father, mother, younger brother...all the most important people in his life betrayed him, leaving him alone in such a luxurious and desperate gold-selling cave, dreaming and dying. He relies on illusions to paralyze himself. ——Although sitting in Dunhuang all these years and being rich beyond rivals, Shu Ye's heart has been eroded so badly. Ding Jianhou looked at the friend of life and death, and suddenly sighed slightly. I haven't seen each other for ten years... After experiencing the nightmare of being treated as a chess piece, and returning to Dunhuang after narrowly escaped death, the two teenagers from the Shura field finally decided to become the chess players who dominate the game.They entered into an offensive and defensive alliance, and they have been separated from each other since then.In the past ten years, one has controlled the throat of the Silk Road and accumulated huge financial resources; while the other has rallied troops in the troubled times of the Central Plains to influence the current situation. They have been cooperating tacitly for ten years, gradually bringing the whole world under their control.After Dayin went through civil strife, all the vassal kings fell to death together, but the vitality of the royal family was also seriously injured by this, and local separatism gradually rose, and most of them did not listen to the imperial edict.He was named a Marquis as a commoner, and even supported the soldiers to control the current situation.Emperor Jing was terminally ill, cowardly and incompetent, and was manipulated by him. His words could almost decide the new king to be abolished.In this world, there is nothing they can't want or do. However, at this moment, Shu Ye said: He quit? Ding Jianhou, dressed in brocade and jade belt, slumped into the chair, fixedly looked at the Lord of Dunhuang for a while, and suddenly whispered: "To tell you the truth, that old man Jingdi won't live until the end of the year. I chose a declining clan in the imperial capital and prepared to Embracing the new monarch—that child was born with dementia, but only eight years old, and had only one elder sister, who had no support inside and outside, and already recognized me as the sub-father... After a few more years of regent time, he could be more secure in all aspects. Instead. By then, the world will not be ours?" Such rebellious words of treason were spoken by the prince in black, but they were like ordinary greetings. Young Master Shu Ye frowned, and said calmly: "You don't need to tell me about the imperial capital, you can make up your own mind - you have always been accurate, quick and ruthless. You can definitely control this game of chess. " "This is the chess we played together! Have you forgotten the covenant we made in Dunhuang City at that time?" Ding Jianhou clapped the armrest angrily, "Let's be the emperor together! I will be the main emperor, and you will be the deputy emperor——" Come here too!" Hearing those words, young master Shu Ye just shook his head wearily: "Wrong. I made a pact with you at that time, just hoping to do two things together: first, destroy Mingjiao; second, deal with Liancheng well. One thing, you have done it this year: the imperial capital ordered the entire world to destroy the Ming Cult, I am afraid that you will be the most powerful. The second thing..." The young man in white suddenly sighed and smiled bitterly: "Liancheng is now twenty-one years old , is already such an idiot... What can I say. The agreement between you and me has also come to an end." Ding Jianhou raised his eyebrows, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Instead of answering directly, he just said: "Do you think that the emperor ordered the eradication of Mingjiao only for my personal grievances? ——Destroying Mingjiao is only for the purpose of attacking Huihe in the Central Plains. In recent years, Huihe has been prosperous and aggressive. However, Huihe merchants traded frequently with the Central Plains, and they mostly used the local Mingjiao Mani Temple as a lodging house, and deposited large amounts of property here, which were continuously sent to Huihe at the end of the year. Mingjiao is the state religion of Huihe, and after it was introduced to the Central Plains, the number of believers has exceeded the level that the imperial court can tolerate—so after the chaos in the imperial capital is settled, it is necessary to suppress the Huihe forces by destroying Mingjiao! This is the general trend." The young master Shu Ye suddenly turned his head to look at his eloquent and eloquent companion: such cold and sharp eyes and brows, vaguely have the courage to dominate the world.Ding Jianhou continued: "To be honest, I don't hate Mingjiao, although the days in the Shura field were indeed worse than death. But you don't know how much I suffered at the hands of those martial arts decent people before I went to the Shura field. Terrible bitterness! Dayin's court, inside and outside the court, how much less cruel and nasty things are there?... You hate Mingjiao because you lost Sha Manhua—in fact, you should hate me." "Do you think I don't hate you?" Young Master Shu Ye gave the man a cold look, then suddenly whispered. Ding Jianhou was stunned for an instant, such a cold tone seemed like a nail had passed through his heart accurately and nailed him to death. "I have been a brother for fifteen years, how can I not understand you?" Young Master Shu Ye lowered his head and stroked the white jade railing, calmly, "You really want me to be the right emperor? You have always been unwilling to be inferior to others, insisting on yourself Manipulate the situation; if it is used by others, it will be regarded as a great disgrace, and the means of revenge are cruel - this is the case in the Central Plains Wulin, this is the case in Kunlun, and it is even more so in the imperial capital!" Ding Jianhou's throat twitched, as if he wanted to answer, but he remained silent. "I'm different from you. If I could grow old together with Sha Manhua in peace, I probably wouldn't even think about escaping from the Shura field. But you have great ambitions, and I'm afraid you must seek the end of your ability." Young Master Shu Ye's face was pale, and there was a kind of exhaustion accumulated over the years of sensuality. His voice was calm and sharp, "You will not tolerate me one day. And I don't want to die in your hands." "Nonsense!" Ding Jianhou finally couldn't hold back anymore, and cursed, "Fuck you, don't pretend to be smart!" "Then why do you want to teach Liancheng to be such a person!" Young Master Shu Ye suddenly turned around, his eyes were as bright as a ghost, extremely terrifying, "Don't you think such a person is more suitable to be your 'ally'? Ten years in the imperial capital, I have listened to your teachings in everything, treated you like a father and a teacher, and simply obeyed - what do you want, is this kind of ally?" Ding Jianhou looked at the young master Shu Ye, his eyes also changed, as if he didn't know this friend who had lived and died together. "But it's okay... With you taking care of Liancheng's temper, maybe he can stay safe for a long time." Young Master Shu Ye took a long breath and sneered, "I sent him to Chang'an, firstly to avoid the need to keep him by my side. Be on guard all the time, and secondly, because you have him as a hostage by your side, you hold this card, and you won't turn against me easily for at least ten years." Those few words were calm and sharp, like a sharp sword cutting inch by inch, Ding Jianhou's expression slowly changed, but he couldn't say a word, his fingers were twisted together forcefully, his eyes seemed to be unable to see the end. "That's what you think?" After a long time, Ding Jianhou said slowly, "Your thinking is far-reaching." Young Master Shu Ye smiled slightly: "To each other." In the early winter, the air was as cold as ice, and in the early morning air, there were faintly thin streams of frost flying down, hanging on the viburnum and jade trees in Yingchao, and the golden glazed tiles shone brilliantly in the frost. Be extravagant.Ding Jianhou stared silently at the Dunhuang City Lord for a while, put the jasper bottle in his palm, brushed his clothes and got up, and said calmly, "Farewell." Young Master Shu Ye nodded: "No." Ding Jianhou in black hurriedly left from the secret passageway of Yingchao, passing through layers of soft gauze, singing and chirping.Vaguely, it seems that they have returned to the paradise in Kunlun Snow Region more than ten years ago - they used to hide together in the torn cotton to keep warm, cut off the heads of their opponents together in the Shura field, and joined hands to assassinate and deter the countries of the Western Regions , lingering in the Paradise of Heaven together, betraying Guangmingding together, and returning to Dunhuang through the snow-capped mountains and deserts... Fifteen years.Fighting side by side in troubled times, from a chess piece to a chess player who controls the world, countless life and death honors and disgraces whizzed by like the wind-in the end, such brothers who have lived and died together are still full of scheming and look at each other like strangers?Tears welled up in Ding Jianhou's eyes suddenly, and under the turmoil of his heart, even though he was as ruthless and decisive as he was, he still couldn't help but stop, and turned his head to look at the white dress in the emerald green building.Just leave like this?His life and death brother! In the early morning, the air-conditioning sand wind blew up his long black hair. The Lord of Dunhuang stood leaning against the railing. He never looked back. The song of Baodao weeps and snaps fingers to dreams, clouds and rain cover empty hands. Leaning on the railing without words, I play three times in a low voice: ask the hero, who is the hero?" Ask the hero, who is the hero?Ding Jianhou murmured and was about to leave when suddenly he looked up at the sky. The singer on the tall building saw the guests leaving, and was about to come up to change the prince's clothes, but suddenly there was a flash of lightning in the sky, hitting the glazed roof of the fan building, and there was a crackling sound! Amid the exclamation of everyone, Young Master Shu Ye flitted out like a flying crane, flitted back on the glazed roof, and held a golden arrow between his fingers.A silk book was tied to the arrow: "Samanhua, the star saint of the Kunlun Great Bright Palace, pays tribute to Gao Shuye, the lord of Dunhuang City". It was a gauntlet.It was agreed that at noon three days later, they would fight to the death on the top of Qilian Mountain outside Dunhuang City. If she wins by chance, he will open the gate of Dunhuang and let the Mingjiao go east to the Central Plains; if she loses, he will immediately lead the disciples back to the Kunlun Guangmingding General Altar, and never set foot in the Central Plains again. The letter was very short, but he stared at it for a long time, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. It is finally here.After all, it was a fluke—the letter was received only after Mo Xiang was sent away.Otherwise, if that person saw this letter and intervened, everything he had arranged would be in chaos. Young Master Shu Ye didn't look for pens, inks, papers and inkstones, but cut his finger on the blade, and wrote two words in blood: As promised. Then clasped the index finger and flicked the end of the golden arrow, and the golden lightning followed the trajectory when it came, whistling through many tall buildings and Yushu, and disappeared in a flash. On the other side, when the dancer who was seeing off the guests turned her head, the mysterious visitor had also disappeared.