Chapter 28 Marshal
Under the single-eaved hip roof, the palace door opened quietly without any wind.

At the same time, a strong wind blew, and the letter paper in Shangguan Yunque's hand was sucked directly into the dim hall.

He let out a breath and waited outside the door with mixed feelings.

But immediately, a tall figure came out with his hands behind his back. Behind him, the letter paper had started to burn by itself, floating in the dim room for a few seconds before turning into ashes.

Shangguan Yunque bowed carefully and addressed him respectfully.

"Commander."

"The previous generation of Dark Star, I remember it was a kid from the Xiao family."

"The Marshal is right." Shangguan Yunque followed behind the tall figure and replied, "It is indeed Old Xiao. I have met him several times in the palace. He is a few years older than me..."

The bad commander walked to the carved stone railing on the edge of the high cliff, paused, and then said indifferently: "He died in Caozhou just to save that fake emperor child?"

Shangguan Yunque chuckled in a low voice and did not respond immediately.

Li Yu was a puppet emperor established after Zhu Wen murdered the emperor. The Marshal had always regarded him as a fake emperor, but he did not dare to be so disrespectful, so he said carefully: "They don't know the inside story. They must think that the Luoyang emperor is the last bloodline of the previous emperor. I'm afraid that's why they acted so impulsively..."

Buliangshuai smiled coldly and ignored the matter. Instead, he asked, "How is the situation at the Sword House in Qingcheng Mountain now?"

"Everything is as the Marshal expected. The strength of the two Li Xingyuns has broken through the middle star level, and Yang Shuzi has not discovered it yet."

"Spring goes and autumn comes, and four years have passed."

The bad commander put his hands behind his back and said hoarsely: "After today, send the fake Li Ke to the Changsheng Palace and let him concentrate on his cultivation."

Shangguan Yunque was stunned for a moment, and said, "But didn't the commander tell his subordinates that it's hard to tell the real from the fake..."

"That was once!"

The bad commander glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Now, who is the real Li and who is the fake Li? Do you still need me to teach you?"

"Of course I don't dare." Shangguan Yunque coughed lightly and asked, "Sir, would you like to test the fake Li first?"

"No need, I believe in him."

The bad boss snorted coldly, "After four years, if he can't even pretend to be a shadow, he doesn't deserve to be called 'Li Xingyun'!"

"I will follow your orders."

Shangguan Yunque clasped his hands in greeting and was about to leave.

But then, he seemed to suddenly remember something and asked in a low voice: "Marshal, the Yanzhou branch suffered heavy losses this time and also attracted the attention of many forces. Should we order the headquarters to..."

"It has nothing to do with me."

But the bad commander seemed to be completely unconcerned and said indifferently: "I don't want to manage the headquarters or the branch offices. You just need to do your own job well!"

"Yes, yes...I will take my leave."

When his figure completely disappeared down the stairs, it seemed that the Bad Commander had finally finished enjoying the snow scene and wanted to return to the hall.

But at this moment, a few bamboo leaves swayed and floated down in front of him.

He paused, then waved his hand, and the bamboo leaves spun in the air and then arranged themselves on the ground in a random pattern.

The bad guy narrowed his eyes hidden under the dark mask.

"Dingmao died, Guiwei recovered."

"The ninth generation of Tian Anxing should be named Li..."

After a while, a few bamboo leaves fluttered down the cliff without any wind.

The Bad Commander did not take it seriously. He walked into the hall with his hands behind his back, and there seemed to be a smile in his hoarse voice.

"Li Chunfeng, oh Li Chunfeng, your way of heaven is truly ethereal."

Behind him, there seemed to be an illusory figure appearing.

The figure was a handsome man. He just supported his cheeks and smiled helplessly without refutation.

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On the official road heading west, beside the long pavilion, a line of carriages and horses, like a caravan, stood quietly. As the year draws to a close, there are more pedestrians on the road.

Although the world is difficult, the Central Plains is relatively stable, and the people are still willing to take the time to celebrate during this time of year.

Snowflakes were floating in the air. Miao Chengtian had a veil on her face. Xuan Jingtian held an umbrella for her and stood opposite Xiao Yan.

Pedestrians on the roadside avoided them from a distance because there were strong men with swords standing around them, which made people feel scared.

"I'll leave this to Xiao Lang."

Miao Chengtian smiled gently and bowed slightly to Xiao Yan.

"King Qi is open-minded, and I really admire him. If I have the chance, I will definitely travel to Fengxiang to visit him in person." Xiao Yan said, "I hope there will be another chance to cooperate with the two saints."

"Next time, I hope Xiao Lang won't draw his sword against me again."

Miao Chengtian chuckled, then lowered his voice and asked, "My empress is really curious, where is Xiao Lang going to use the emperor?"

"You will all know then."

Seeing that Xiao Yan didn't want to reveal it, Miao Chengtian stopped pestering him and nodded, "In that case, I will say goodbye to Xiao Lang."

Xiao Yan bowed and said, "Goodbye."

Xuan Jingtian nodded to him and accompanied Miao Chengtian on the caravan's carriage.

At the end, Ji Ruxue had a cold look on her face and passed by Xiao Yan with a sword in hand.

"Goodbye Jianghu."

The latter did not say anything. He narrowed his eyes and watched the girl get on the carriage and disappear.

A clear sound of bells was heard from the caravan, and the long carriage headed westward, gradually disappearing in the snow.

Beside him, Liu Cheng led a mount over and whispered, "Captain, if you are reluctant to let her go, I can bring people to kidnap the young lady back."

Xiao Yan smiled, waved his hand and ignored him.

He stared at the direction where the carriage left for a long time, because after spending so many days with this girl, he always seemed to have heard the name "Ji Ruxue" in a very distant memory, but when he thought about it seriously, he could only remember some vague fragments.

Maybe it was his impression when he was still in modern times?
After two days of reminiscing, he had some ideas and began to slowly sort out the peaceful and stable days he had on Earth decades ago.

At that time, there seemed to be an anime called "The Bad Guys", which had been updated for nearly ten years and had not yet reached its seventh season...

Xiao Yan took a mask from the horse's back, put it on his face, and then turned around and got on the only carriage left in the convoy.

In the car, a boy who looked exactly like him huddled in the corner in fear.

It was obvious that Huanyinfang had been extremely respectful to him these past few days.

For example, the first thing he said was carefully: "Qing, are you also King Qi's man?"

"No, the one who changed your life."

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In the carriage, Ji Ruxue quietly lowered the curtain and slowly withdrew her gaze.

From beginning to end, the young man did not answer what she said just now.

Does this mean "We'll never see each other again?"

She bit her lip lightly to suppress the slightly inexplicably bitter thoughts in her heart.

"What is Xue'er thinking about?"

Miao Chengtian's questioning voice came from the side.

Ji Ruxue held the sword, put aside all distracting thoughts, and said calmly: "I was wondering, can I say that I have completed the mission this time?"

"Of course it counts."

Miao Chengtian's eyes were somewhat meaningful, and she smiled and said, "Next time, I will have to rely on Xue'er..."

(End of this chapter)