"What?"

“I mean.”

Li Yuanfeng stood up, came to the window, and looked at the garden mountains outside. It was rugged and exquisite, with snow cover on the top, hanging like a white-headed man. The water was shimmering around, and the sunlight was accumulated, and he said in a light tone: "If the king suddenly dies now, how should we arrange it?"

"Suddenly dead,"

Shi Mu looked shocked. For some reason, such words suddenly appeared on his lord. The king was indeed weak and weak, and he was addicted to women. He was still immersed in the morning and night, and his body was extremely weak, and he was already weak.

That's how people with discerning eyes and smart talents are willing to devote themselves to the princes and princesses who are qualified to compete for the position of the king of the country, seeking a great contribution from the dragon.

But no matter how bad the king is, there should be no problem in supporting him for one or two years, so how can he die suddenly?

Shi Mu suddenly had an idea, but because he was too scary, he didn't dare to think too much. He raised his head and saw Li Yuanfeng's back. Under the sunlight and snow that seeped in from the window, the light of difficulty rose.

My lord has become a bit unfathomable.

Li Yuanfeng stood with his hands behind his back, not looking back, his voice was cold and he didn't sound emotional, and asked, "Why don't you talk?"

Shi Mu shuddered, suppressed his random thoughts, swallowed and spitted, returned to calm, and then pondered for a little while, and replied: "The king of the country is really going to die suddenly. The two places are crucial, the palace and the imperial guards in Kyoto."

Shi Mu explained: "Due to sudden death and being caught off guard, the competition will only be limited to Kyoto City. If the real power faction outside arrives, it will be decided long ago."

"In Kyoto, the court and the Imperial Guard can make a final decision."

After Shi Mu finished speaking, he thought about it and added: "If you convince Prime Minister Qin He again, it will be foolproof."

Li Yuanfeng turned around, his eyes were bright, his voice was sharp, and he was firm, without doubt or change. He said, "When I get the support of property and other things from the hands of the immortal Taoist people, you will smash it all in these three places."

"At any cost."

"yes."

Shi Mu quickly stood up and agreed, no longer the calmness of the think tank he had in his previous Zhizhu.

"Then wait for news from the Immortal Sect."

Li Yuanfeng lowered his eyelids and his sleeves swayed.

Before I knew it, the snow that had stopped started falling again.

The goose feather-like snowflakes are fluttering and getting bigger and bigger.

The next day, the snow did not stop and the wind blew.

Outside the Kyoto City, in the southeast corner, there is a hill where plum trees are planted all over the mountains, with thin bones. In winter, clusters of plum blossoms are still blooming, trembling. When the wind blows, the fragrance of red and white flowers falls to the ground, lingering everywhere.

The Qingye River surrounds the hills. The river channel is winding and winding, as if it is a folded ribbon.

There are pavilions on the river bank. The pavilions are under the hills and overlooking the river water. They are a good place to enjoy the scenery, but due to the cold wind and snow, the weather is cold and the ground is frozen. In extreme weather, people are shaking at home. People are definitely not normal people who can come to the pavilion to see the scenery.

But in the afternoon, there are four bright red lanterns in the lonely pavilion, and the light shines in the pavilion, creating a warmth in the scene of winter snow raging outside.

Looking closely, the pavilion is very quiet and quiet. There are small tables on the table, a bronze rain flower long neck bottle is placed, and three or five Qi flowers are inserted obliquely, which are sparse and sparse, blooming, and nurturing fragrance.

Under the vase of the small table, there are flutes, flutes, harps, and three or five books of the Taoist scriptures opened.

Gu Mingyu put his hair out of his bun, inserted his hairpin in a slanted manner, and his plain white Taoist robe was on his body. The more his skin looked like snow and the beauty penetrated deep into his bones. The girl's every move had a seductive charm, but her temperament was extraordinary, cold and alienated. This contrast made people even more unable to see it.

Not to mention others, even the girl's senior brother looked at her with his own eyes and thoughts were changing.

"It's all the same thing."

Gu Mingyu didn't care when she saw it. As a very beautiful girl, she was able to have a smooth life in the Demon Sect, but it never depends entirely on her background. She looked pure and lovely, but in fact she was a witch who never slouched in killing people.

Her literary and weak appearance in Izumo Country was just a disguise to avoid scaring the people in Izumo Country. After all, for ordinary people, fairy-filled fairy has much more favorable impression than the cold and arrogant witch.

"Junior sister,"

The male cultivator in the pavilion spoke, and frowned and said, "According to my investigation, the Prince Xin who came this time was not very outstanding among the children of the Lord of Izumo Kingdom. In addition, his biological mother died, which was equivalent to breaking his arm. It was a bit too much to say that his competitiveness was the weakest, but it was difficult to become the Lord. Let's talk to him, wouldn't it be useless?"

In this world, rare things like gold and silver have always been rare. Even if the number of stored items in the Immortal Sect is limited, and if you turn stones into gold, you are just a trick. If you waste water and return to the sect, you will be punished.

"Senior brother,"

Gu Mingyu sat upright, with clear eyes and said, "We are not pressing Baoquan on each other. He must know his situation and will catch everything, just let us control it. If we succeed, the situation in Izumo Kingdom will open up."

"My junior sister is good at strategizing, and I feel ashamed of myself."

The male cultivator laughed and praised Gu Mingyu.

Gu Mingyu had a faint look of shame on her face and her cheeks were dyed red. In fact, she was sarcastic in her heart. This guy was just shirking the responsibility. If the matter didn't work, it would be worth it. It would be a reward for not losing at all.

"snort,"

Gu Mingyu sneered in her heart, it would be just a matter of failure. If it really happens, the other party would feel like he is rewarded, and he would have thought of finding a chance to kill him.

Since this guy came to Izumo Kingdom, he has secretly attacked him. I really think he doesn’t know?

If you covet your own body, you have to pay the price!

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside, and the two demon gangs in the pavilion put away their plans and showed gentle smiles on their faces.

Then, the footsteps were getting closer and closer. The two of them transported their magic power to their eyes. They saw four people coming on the path outside the pavilion, one with an umbrella and two with a knife to guard it. In the middle was a young man with a gloomy eyebrows.

Young people wear inconspicuous clothes, but their temperament is solid and has a kind of majesty.

"Um?"

Others couldn't see it, but Gu Mingyutian practiced different methods and saw different experiences in the coming people. Compared with the previous Prince Xin, the changes were very big.

"Why did it change so much?"

Gu Mingyu was a little strange. Such a change could be called a complete change. His appearance has not changed, but his inner self is completely different, just like a different person.

"Is it weird?"

As a person from the Demon Sect, he didn't say anything else, but he was careful and suspicious. Seeing this, she couldn't help but squint slightly and was a little alert.

"Not Xuanmen,"
Chapter completed!