The Zhennan Marquis Mansion was quiet at night.

Beneath the seemingly calm surface, undercurrents are surging.

Just like a storm hidden before the calm, brewing slowly.

"Master Hou."

There were ten big men dressed in black, with bear backs and wasp waists, kneeling on one knee respectfully, with their hands clasped on a long sword that looked ordinary. They did not raise their eyes, as if they did not dare to peek at their own king.

“…”

Hua Wujue was silent for a while. At this time, they had already packed up. When they arrived, even the city gate had been arranged and they could pass through at any time.

Although Xiao Xueer was a little nervous, she was not unworthy of the title of the most talented woman in Beijing. She had been cooperating in an orderly manner, which made her feel stable.

If it were an ordinary woman.

I'm afraid he has been frightened by this kind of situation.

Especially since we already know that the purpose of this trip is located in Shanhaiguan, which is known as the most remote place in Taiwan.

Since ancient times, the coldest and most bitterly cold regions have always been the north.

Shanhaiguan is the best among them.

The mountains are covered with snow all year round, and on the densely packed snowy mountains, there are huge numbers of savages who behave in a rough and savage manner, eat raw meat and drink blood.

These wild animals are quite different from the grasslands.

The grassland at least has its own royal court system.

Some more relaxed etiquette exists.

But these wild animals are different. Living in this kind of fur all year round and often suffering from bitter cold have given them an extremely strong physique, but at the same time given them the most insidious and savage thinking.

꿗Original 그 will regard 그 as 그.

The wild ones can do that, but only because they are wild, the rest are just animals that can talk.

This is an extremely low and disgusting way of living.

Whether it is the plains who claim to be wise or the grasslands who claim to be brave, they all feel extremely disgusted.

There have been many crusades in history.

But because of the weather restrictions in this area, and because these wild animals had been beaten, they hid in the corners of the mountains.

This made the army's clearing task extremely difficult.

This woolly land lacks lush grass, so the grassland cannot replenish itself, and the sheep and horses brought there will die in a few days.

The rugged mountain roads and severe climate made it impossible for the plains to maintain a large and long supply line.

Therefore, the grassland people were the first to be defeated in this campaign against the wild people and quickly withdrew from the area.

Their main idea is to know it when you see it.

After all, the grassland is so big, why should they compete here?

It's different now.

The far-sighted dynasties of all ages stationed heavy troops here to prevent these wild beasts from causing disturbances to the prairie.

Over the years, it has never changed.

Just like the Shanhaiguan Pass that stands here, it has fallen down at any time.

If Hua Wujue hasn't lost his memory yet.

He might find that the history here is very similar to that which once happened on Blue Star.

Even if the dynasty name is the same.

Even if the history and things are different.

But 꿗hara is still 꿗hara.

Just like the eternal proverb that has never changed.

The butler brought a carriage and considerately paved the inside with pads. The two wheels were heavy but sturdy enough to handle long distance travel.

"Master, everything is ready, let's go."

"As for the White Dragon, just do your best. Let's go."

The housekeeper's eyes contained a clear and understandable emotion.

It's just like how the neighbor's grandfather looks at his children.

"My father..."

Hua Wujue finally couldn't help but speak.

"My Lord, I'll wait for you at home."

"It's going to be great."

The housekeeper smiled slightly, then took a basket from the side.

Inside is all camellia cakes wrapped in tin foil.

"I put a lot of food in the car to satisfy my hunger on the road."

Hua Wujue remained silent, just looking at the gray place beside him. The wind blew the clouds, slightly obscuring the moonlight. The farewell here was like a farewell before death, which made him depressed, but forced him to smile.

What Zhennan Hou did was enough to change the entire dynasty.

The rewards are extremely rich, but at the same time, the consequences of failure are unbearable.

Xiao Xueer's eyes lit up for a moment. Looking at Camellia Cake lost in thought, she knew what she was thinking.

"Huh." Hua Wujue exhaled a breath of hot air and finally retracted his gaze: "Go, tell my father for me that I will get it, and I will be back soon."

After finishing speaking, Hua Wujue straightened his back and walked forward, without any hesitation or dragging his feet, and got on the carriage.

Naturally, Cher Hsiao boarded the carriage as an escort.

The members of Shadow Club immediately started to move, wrapped in black clothes, one of them drove the car, and the other nine all climbed onto black horses.

Accompanied by a loud sound of whip.

The convoy of carriages from the Zhennan Marquis Mansion began to head towards Beichen Gate, leaving a trail of dust.

When the dust raised by the horses' hooves settled, the door of the Zhennan Marquis's Mansion closed again.

The butler had a head full of white hair, which made him look even more lonely.

When the clouds on the dome moved away again, the moonlight that was obscured began to shine.

The huge martial arts arena of the Zhennan Marquis Mansion was already densely packed with people in black.

Their hair, their eyes, their lips, and even their slightly rough hands all exude an indescribable steadiness and cruelty.

땤Before them, in front of them where they kneel.

There stands their King, their Giver of all.

The only one who can lead this group of killers is someone more ruthless, fiercer, and more decisive than them.

Hua Changming, the Marquis of Zhennan, stood in the faint silver moonlight, holding a six-foot-long sword in his hand, the cold armor on his shoulders gleaming, his eyes as cold as the armor, staring at these "shadows" who came only to "kill".

Whose shadows are they?

Accompanied by the sword being unsheathed.

That “clang” sound!

These neatly arranged shadows all drew their swords from their bodies, and the silent light and shadow reflected the same cold eyes.

But behind these eyes, there is a hint of enthusiasm for the king!

The housekeeper watched this scene slowly, his eyes showing both relief and complexity.

No one knows how long he stayed in the Zhennan Marquis Mansion.

But only he knows.

He grew up with the previous Marquis of Zhennan. He watched this Marquis of Zhennan grow up, watched him get married, and watched his hair turn gray early.

He knows who he should be considered.

Maybe his last name is Chen.

But perhaps, he has already become one with the Zhennan Marquis Mansion.

It can already be divided.

껩 cannot be parted.

The butler's eyes gradually became silent, and then they were filled with an extremely strong murderous aura, as if an evil spirit that had been sleeping for many years had awakened. He clenched his fingers slightly, and a blood-red long sword that came out of nowhere was already in his grasp!

It's like a casual wave of the hand.

It also looks like a casual swing of a knife.

The fallen leaves are still in the air.

With a "gulp" sound, a huge head rolled down from the ginkgo tree next to it.

Fallen with it.

And the body without the head.

A crossbow with an arrow already loaded.

His eyes widened as if to show that he couldn't believe that he would die like this...

"Ha." The housekeeper sneered: "Xiao family's eagle dog, look at what this is."