Since the day of sending troops, Washington has been dissatisfied with the emperor's arrangements. He and Sheng Peng are the only two experienced soldiers in the Sheng family. The Sheng family has been fighting openly and secretly. Although Washington was expelled from the Sheng family, he joined the Qin Dynasty by chance and had a different relationship with Fu Rui. He has been classmates for many years and seems to be in a neutral position whenever there is a conflict in school. In fact, he is standing behind Fu Rui, but he has been fighting with Sheng Peng evenly, and the young coach cannot grab the position.

Sheng Peng is a nobleman, the Sheng family is the new uncle's family. When Fu Rui was still the prince, the crown prince's concubine came from the Sheng family. Fu Rui and Sheng Peng were not in the same mind. Sheng Peng was the confidant of his father, and Feng Xiang was sent by his father. Although Sheng Peng was a scholar and belonged to the school, Fu Rui looked down on him. Fu Rui believed that he should be dedicated and that soldiers should not be too scholarly. What he valued was the best among the young generation. Washington, who has been very fond of military tactics since Guodong Academy. He performed outstandingly in the wild hunting competition for several years. He was Fu Rui's confidant and replaced Chen Qi's position in Fu Rui's heart.

Washington was also the reliance of King Yongle. Fu Qing was well hidden in Chengying Sword, and there was no flaw in the mask. However, Chengtong's eyes were like torch, and Ye Hongqiu, the upper courtyard, assisted by Xia Yuting, the upper courtyard. He could not recognize Chengying Sword. The two were classmates. Washington had only the impression of Fu Qing's name. He must have known the young marshal. He pretended not to know him, and took away the military power of Fengxiang Army and found another scapegoat. He had already decided when he met this group of people for the first time in the hot spring of Washington. Mr. Ziyu's plan was indeed true.

As for how to pursue people, we still have to arrange it. Yongle's vengeful personality is not to mention the sloppy Xia Yuting and Yanyan in the upper courtyard. Ye Hongqiu is in great danger. After suffering such a big loss, how could he have the face to return to Chang'an? The escorts a few days ago were not allowed to be lost. Li Yi knew what he shouldn't know and could never survive. He then pressed Li Yi's death on Fu Shaoshun. It was indeed perfect and seamless.

Dead bark, dead bark, cliff, cliff, Zhao Feibai was muttering what Fu Qing had said along the way, the cliff was not steep, and the bark, Zhao Feibai suddenly had an inspiration. Following the trend of the mountain, he felt the place where Fu Qing was talking. He couldn't help but admire, chase, chase, I see when you can chase, Zhao Feibai's eyes swept up densely.

It was not easy to find a suitable sled. Zhao Feibai just turned and moved out of the way, hit Zhao Feibai's shoulder. Zhao Feibai was caught off guard, and the center of gravity was unstable for a moment, and rolled to one side.

Two figures fell in front of Zhao Feibai, "Little bastard, run very fast, continue running."

Zhao Feibai looked closely and said, an old acquaintance, there was a poem that said, "Xia Yuting is surrounded by smoke, Ye Hongqiu is still thick, and the right-hand man of President Cao, the upper courtyard."

"Isn't it just a broken sword? As for chasing so tightly?"

Ye Hongqiu shook his head and smiled, "It's not just a sword. You killed our chief manager Li Yi, and even wiped out the face of the two courtyards of Daqin. I want to leave so casually. Isn't it too unworthy for me?"

Ye Hongqiu was kind to the point, but not at hand. An iron fan opened and closed, and rolled up a thousand piles of snow while waving his hand. The fan rotated in his hand like a high-speed chainsaw, pointing at the point of Zhao Feibai's chest. Flashes of cold air came. Before the fight had happened, Zhao Feibai had already noticed that Xia Yuting's kung fu was better, because Xia Yuting did not pose any posture, and stood aside casually, which also made Zhao Feibai feel more stressed.

Ye Hongqiu exerted force on his left foot, stepped forward, and rushed towards Zhao Feibai with a rush of momentum. With just one step, the distance between three or four feet was shortened, and the fan blade had reached Zhao Feibai's chest.

Zhao Feibai's eyes were trembling, his hair was floating, his clothes were rumbling violently, and he did not give in at all, Ye Hongqiu was taking a light and agile route. He might not dare to fight hard. Zhao Feibai calculated and quickly pulled out the Chengying Sword from behind, bowed his right leg, and slashed at Ye Hongqiu's rotating fan, hitting the blade with a sword.

With a clang, Ye Hongqiu shrank his hand and continued to move forward from both sides of the Chengying Sword. Ye Hongqiu did not suffer any losses, nor did he take advantage of it. He retreated and fought with this bull, which was very unwise.

Zhao Feibai was shocked when he saw this. He hurriedly lowered his head and turned sideways. The blade of the fan passed by his shoulder with a whistle, bringing out two blood lines and landing in the snow behind him.

Xia Yuting was already bullying his body when Ye Hongqiu retreated, and his body was erratic, like a ghost. Although Zhao Feibai had good eyesight, he still couldn't catch Xia Yuting's movements. He hurriedly waved his sword to slash and comforted himself. Xia Yuting's flesh-palm human body could not come with a sword.

Before the thought was over, Xia Yuting's palm moved like a snake. He twisted it and slapped Zhao Feibai's chest as fast as thunder. He hit it with one blow, and he couldn't hear any sound.

On the other hand, Zhao Feibai's face turned pale and flew backwards against the ground, plowing a long pit for the snow. He felt a feminine internal force first entered the body and gathered, and burst out suddenly. Zhao Feibai's retreat was like being eaten by thunder, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his heart was overturned, as if the entire internal organs were stirred together. First, it was so hot that it hurt, then numb, and the whole chest lost consciousness. Then he couldn't control a mouthful of blood sprayed onto Chengying Sword. The Chengying Sword turned slightly red and stuck to Zhao Feibai's hands, as if it was growing on his body.

Zhao Feibai was feeling uncomfortable and his mind was still clear. Although I was not smart, I knew how to seek profit and avoid harm since I was a child. I didn’t get involved in any danger. I didn’t expect that I finally came to such a situation after being righteous once. It seems that I will die here today. Zhao Feibai lay on the ground and gave up struggling. Not to mention the two people who came, even if there was only one person, Zhao Feibai was not an opponent.

In a blur, the blood from Chengying Sword flowed from the sword body to Zhao Feibai's hand. A cold breath in the sword penetrated into Zhao Feibai's body in an instant, causing Zhao Feibai's chest to suffocate, and the heat immediately went out. An indescribable comfort spread. There was no wind at midnight and it was terrible. Zhao Feibai opened his eyes and seemed to see a bright moon. This is the true method of sun and moon in Brother Bai's mouth? It takes blood to feel something from the sword? Or is it my hallucination, the return to the light before death? Zhao Feibai asked himself, he didn't know what was going on.

Although the enemy was facing the enemy, Zhao Feibai put life and death aside in this feeling and didn't care about them at all. It was just like forgetting that his mind could not be stirred up at all. It was as calm as water. A full moon reflected in it, calm as a mirror, and everything was reflected in the mirror. He saw the movements of everyone around him, which slowed down countless times.

Xia Yuting's internal strength was not outward, but was hit with feminine force, bursting out from the inside. It seemed soft and powerless to fight, and was far less than the palm that Mo Yibai was fighting with Shattered Leaf. It seemed that Brother Yibai was right. Xia Yuting never used all his strength to that palm.

Eunuch Xia hit her with a palm, and did not stop, nor did she give Zhao Feibai a chance. She also wanted to chase the bigger fish. This little shrimp didn't care whether she lived or died. She restrained her true energy, flew up and stepped towards Zhao Feibai's neck.

Zhao Feibai felt that his foot was getting bigger and bigger, and his movements were slow, and he couldn't tell whether the force was big or small. I thought it was the one who took his life, so he would definitely not be small. Zhao Feibai wanted to move, but his body was not under control. He said intimately, my life was over.

(End of this chapter)
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