MTL - The Sword Dynasty-v8 Chapter 218 Aftertaste

In the empty black temple, Yuan Wu’s hand hangs down.

His hand seemed to be unable to withstand a thin page of parchment, and his neck seemed to be unable to withstand the weight of his head.

His head hangs a little lower.

He felt very mediocre many years ago, but he actually surpassed the vast majority of people in this world in any way.

Bai Qi’s disobedience to the sacred fate of the army was a rebellion, and it took almost one-third of the army of the Daqin dynasty.

The support needed for hundreds of thousands of elite troops to march is not just Bai Qi’s personal thoughts. Who can satisfy a large number of suppliers?

It took him a short time to understand who could provide enough support for Bai Qi.

Therefore, he understands better that after Bai Qi’s defeat of the Qi Dynasty, those loyal to the Daqin dynasty will not come back to give him life.

He also understands that Ding Ning forced Xu Fu to not only force the vital force from his side, but more importantly, he told him that Changling to the Daqin Dynasty, all the news, the military secret report, no longer Be safe again.

He lost control of the army of the Daqin dynasty and even the entire court.

It is like a long-legged worm, and it is slowly being smashed.

Slow deprivation and torture are cruel.

However, Yuan Wu did not think that this was unfair, because he and Zheng Shou were also forced to force Wang to dream.

Heavy footsteps came from outside the temple.

With this familiar footstep, a strong medicinal stimuli irritated his nose.

It’s time to take medicine.

He took a deep breath and raised his head.

Zhao Gao, who had his hands in the medicine bowl, came to him, and then he took the pure gold medicine bowl, and slowly squatted like a drinking mouth.

The medicinal juice was awkward and bitter, but when these herbs came into the abdomen, there was a mass of gas that burned from his belly like a fire and poured into his body.

Something in his body, like death and **, began to recover under the impact of the drug.

Zhao Gao’s medicine is very effective.

In his body blood, the stars that are left in the sleeves of Zheng Zheng have even been wiped out by a strong force.

"About two months?"

He looked at Zhao Gao, who stood up and asked.

Since he was hit hard by Zheng Shou, he has not left this palace in one step. Whether it is emotion or attitude towards people, it has become invisible in the invisible. But for Zhao Gao, his eyes are full of real gentleness.

"At least a hundred days, before this, you can't violently smother the gas, otherwise I am afraid that the former will be abandoned." Zhao Gaogong said.

Yuan Wu lightly sighed.

Zhao Gao did not look up at his look, so he did not know what Yuan Wu’s voice represented.

The medicine bowl was handed back to Zhao Gao, and there was about one or two of the remaining ones. As usual, Zhao Gao silently drank the remaining medicine.

The strong potency suddenly made Zhao Gao's body mad and bloody, making him instantly flushed, so that he could not help but cry with some painful whispers.

According to the previous rules, he has to retire.

"I heard that you have a conflict with the Interior Secretary Liang Shuming in the Imperial Palace today?" However, Yuan Wu suddenly asked a question today.

Zhao Gao did not say much, just nodded and said yes.

Yuan Wu did not say much, and faintly returned, "I have deliberately married him."

Zhao Gao’s slight meal seemed to be hesitant, but he still said, “I am close to Hu Hai because of the treatment of Hu Hai’s imperial son, but the Emperor Fusu is sometimes dissatisfied with me.”

Yuan Wu brows slightly, his expression is still a little faint, but there are some inexplicable flames in the eyes. "You only care about you, how to get him in the wheel."

"Thank you for your grace."

Zhao Gao thanked him for withdrawing.

When he left the palace under the mountainous carriage in the carriage, until the palace gate, he could not help but shake his head in the carriage, his face floating slightly ridiculous look.

Strong people still have weaknesses.

This is the case with Yuanwu.

In a sense, he is already the most trusted person in Yuanwu.

Or, to throw a huge interest and summon Bai Qi can not, even after Xu Fu has left him, Yuan Wu needs a person he feels can trust.

In this world, even the most independent husband, still afraid of loneliness.

Some things, you can not cherish, do not care, but must have.

In the palace today, in fact, the senior official of the Internal Affairs Department and Zhao Gao were only a small conflict. However, when Yuanwu’s will was issued, when the senior official was killed, Zhao Gao’s power would invisibly reach a new height. .

In fact, even the channels that convey military sentiments have become unsafe, and Yuanwu, whose temperament has changed greatly, is even more unable to trust any practitioner.

He feels that an ordinary person who is not a practitioner will be more trustworthy.

"In the future Changling Palace, no one is above you."

The driver's voice was introduced into the carriage, which is the voice of Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan is the driver of this carriage at this time.

"But some people are always reluctant, so they will try to kill you directly with the most direct means, because you are not a practitioner, so it is very good to kill. I have already arranged for you before I start."

Shen Xuan slowly said, "But it is impossible to prevent everything first, so when you talk about politics in the temple tomorrow, you must do something to make those people dare not move."

Zhao Gao nodded.

He thinks these things are very simple.

When a person has the highest power, many things that seem difficult to climb to the sky are too simple.

Yuan Wu was waiting for the restoration of his cultivation in his palace.

However, he did not think that in the eyes of many people, the time the world left for him was not much.

He did not think that many people he is familiar with are very close to him.

Lushan, facing the hillside of the palace.

The weeds on the hillsides where the net glaze was placed over the sheep had once again gone wild.

The flock did not know where it was, but the simple shack she had lived with Du Gubai was still there.

The bonfire was once again ignited in front of the ruined shack.

The firewood that was arbitrarily removed from the top of the shanty was piled up in a pile of fire, and a copper pot was hung on it, boiled with wild vegetables.

The person who made the fire to make soup was Zhao Si, and her side was standing by Ding Ning and Chang Sunshue.

After a short time, there was a silver bell-like laugh.

Bai Shanshui and Zhao Yunrui arrived.

The night's cold figure also appeared very quickly, followed by several people from the Shaoshan Jianzong, including the Baili Su Xue, whose injury has not been able to heal.

“How long is Yuanwu?”

Bai Shanshui looked at the group of temples that might be the most magnificent and magnificent in history.

"The most is not more than a month." Qing Yu simply answered.

"Do you see what is not?" Bai Shanshui turned to ask Ding Ning, and could not help but shook his head. "You can't even see what kind of illusion is this palace. What is the use of us? What flowers come out."

(The sword dynasty has reached the end of the finale, everyone help me think about what else I missed to fill the pit) rw