The Book of Troubled Times

The two discussed for a while, but decided to disguise themselves and conduct an unannounced visit. Even if they guessed wrong, it would be a waste of worry, but it would be more reasonable than acting carelessly.

The two of them were hiding in the forest. Zhao Changhe took out the Qinghe Mirror and looked at his face, looking left and right, thinking about what makeup he should look like. At first, the yellow-faced man who liked to apply it casually used it too much, and many people had seen it, and it was inappropriate; later in the king's way, people died.

In such a painful way, I didn't even have time to burn incense in front of the grave.

Zhao Changhe sighed while smearing medicinal powder on his face. Not long after, the snowy owl appeared in the mirror.

Zhao Changhe pinched his throat and let out a string of laughter like a night owl, then turned to ask Yue Hongling: "Does it look like him?"

Yue Hongling didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Xue Xiao is usually very calm, okay? This is not the king's way. Don't be too exaggerated."

"Oh, let me pay attention."

"Also, don't touch me with this face."

"..." Zhao Changhe had no choice but to apply the medicine on her with a brush: "You can do whatever you want. The original Mrs. Si can no longer be used. Oh, actually, when I think about it, the name was not good at the time. It made her look like Mrs. Sisi. Yes, you are my wife, please call me Mrs. Zhao."

Yue Hongling let him wipe it off in an angry and funny manner, and not long after, a messy ugly face appeared in front of her.

"You are so twisted that you are not even willing to let others look at me more, aren't you?"

"Not really." Zhao Changhe said seriously: "I really can't use my imagination to paint another face that is equal to yours. No matter how I paint it, it will be much uglier than the original one."

Blind man: "Ugh..."

Yue Hongling, who had never heard many sweet words, was very happy and accepted this statement: "You know the truth. How to arrange it now?"

Zhao Changhe glanced outside the forest and pondered slightly.

Miaojiang is not just a map of Miaojiang. There is also an entrance to the secret realm of the Ling clan in Taoyuan Town. The Ling clan is still thousands of miles wide. There are actually two maps here. No one knew whether Sisi was outside or in the Spirit Clan at the moment.

Then Shan Miaojiang's territory is very large. If Sisi is outside, is it in Taoyuan Town or in Dali, or maybe even in other larger places such as Kunming in this world? Not even counting.

Yue Hongling said: "It seems that we should divide the troops into two groups to investigate. I have assassinated the Xuan comfort envoy in Dali, and I am familiar with the routes in Dali. I will go to Dali to have a look, and you will go to Taoyuan Town. No matter what I find, tonight We will still meet here when we are young to exchange the proceeds."

Zhao Changhe hesitated: "I originally wanted to be with you."

Yue Hongling couldn't help but laugh: "We are two people. We can obviously do things in two ways, so why are we tied to one person? We divide our forces to explore and cooperate and exchange. Isn't this the same as joining hands? It's childish."

Zhao Changhe didn't hesitate: "Then let's meet here at midnight tonight. See you there or not. By the way, I'll give you the Qinghe Mirror. Since I've studied the Diamond Sutra, I should be much better at being immune to all evils. Here It's better for you to keep the poison and evil spirits with you."

Yue Hongling was not polite, took the mirror, stepped on it, flew backwards, and made a gesture of saying goodbye with her hands, which was extremely chic.

Zhao Changhe was in a good mood and took a picture of the snowy owl in the stream next to it. He walked out of the forest with satisfaction, signaled Wu Zui to find a place to graze, and went straight to Taoyuan Town.

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It was still morning when we arrived here, and it was not yet lunch time when we entered Taoyuan Town. The market in the town had no stalls and was bustling with people.

The biggest difference between Taoyuan Town and other towns such as Dali is that its majority are Xia people, or now it should be said that they are Han people. When I walked in, I didn't feel much difference from the costumes and language of the towns in the Central Plains. On the contrary, the architectural style and the occasional foreigners reminded me that this place was not Middle-earth.

Chinatown belongs.

Zhao Changhe swaggered along the streets in his memory and went straight to the main village where the Spirit Clan lived.

From a distance, I could see that the city was heavily guarded outside, with heavily armed troops guarding the city and patrolling neatly. There are also strong bows and crossbows in the stronghold, and they look like they are ready for war at any time.

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, and then knocked on his head. Of course, it must be absolutely strong force to defend one side, and theoretically, the Miao territory at this time is not in a unified form, but in a "joint" mode of various ethnic groups, nakedly supporting the army to show off their strength. That's normal. Being able to maintain such a strong and well-disciplined army in a relatively peaceful period is a feat that Sisi has done extremely well.

Different from the time when Sisi first established its power, the Han army was the main body. Now there are more and more aliens and Han armies. I don’t know how many of them are Ling people who came out of the secret realm. They are considered a A delicate balance. I don’t know if there are some hints of ethnic antagonism here, but for now, it’s still normal.

It's normal, but how can I go in to investigate?

No matter how strong I am now, I haven't learned how to be invisible. Could I use the soul-stirring technique to get in? Have you ever reached this level...

While he was hesitating, a whisper came from the side: "Your Majesty..."

Zhao Changhe didn't realize who he was calling for a moment, but he could tell that the sound was transmitted directly into his ears, so he turned his head and glanced calmly. But in a street restaurant, a seemingly ordinary Han man was drinking at the wine table near the door. He looked back and made a gesture that no one could understand.

Regardless of whether he could understand the gesture or not, it was true that this person was really calling him.

Zhao Changhe felt a bit dumbfounded. When he came here pretending to be Wang Daozhong, he was chased and chopped by Shi Wuding. It seemed that he was fine but was provoked by Lao Wang. I never thought that dressing up as a snow owl could lead to trouble, but so far it seems like something good will come of it.

He walked over calmly, sat in front of the other party with an expressionless face, and said calmly: "You have disappointed me very much."

Following the words, his eyes flashed with sword intent, as if a real sword was piercing the opponent's spiritual platform, and there was a heart-pounding pain in his mind.

The sharp and sharp sword intent, Jianlu or Tingxuelou version, not to mention the Snow Owl technique that I just learned in the past two days, actually Zhao Changhe has always had it. The last time I went to the Miao border was for the purpose of training my swordsmanship, and there were a lot of proofs with Shi Wuding Snow Owl. This simulation of Snow Owl was almost at the same level as the original simulation of Lao Wang.

The other party's face was twisted in pain and dripping with cold sweat. He almost wanted to kneel down, but he did not dare to show it in the crowded wine shop. He could only lower his eyebrows and lower his head: "Your Majesty, the other party is really well guarded. We can only infiltrate slowly and make progress quickly." No... I really didn't expect to provoke the Lord to come in person, this... I will never redeem myself even if I die."

Zhao Changhe said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, I just want to know how the progress is."

"What we know so far is that the divine ax is not outside and has been taken into the secret realm of the Spirit Clan. The Spirit Clan's view is that this object is destined to them... I don't know if it is for the claim of a treasure or if it is true."

Immortal God Ax... After the Thief Saint stole the ax, it turned out that he didn't take it to Kunlun to steal the door, but to his disciple?

If it is said that the Immortal God's Ax is destined to the Spirit Clan, Zhao Changhe's first reaction is that the Spirit Clan's secret realm is suspected to be a giant who has incarnated on the earth. The giant ax can open the sky, which is in line with his intention. This so-called destiny may actually have some meaning, but The Immortal God's Ax is very large for ordinary people, but compared to the Eldar Giant, it is like a toothpick and does not match well.

Although he thought so in his heart, he said deliberately: "The divine ax belongs to Ye Wujiang. If it is given to Xiang Simeng because he loves his apprentice, what can the Spirit Clan claim? Do they still want to deal with Ye Wujiang? How many of them have grown up? Courage?"

The man whispered: "According to our observations and reports, Ye Wujiang has not recovered from his injury. Xiang Simeng has spent a lot of effort taking care of his master."

Zhao Changhe's heart suddenly jumped.

The Thief Saint was injured when he stole the axe. Everyone saw it, but they didn't expect that the injury has not healed yet. It has been a long time...

Is the backlash of this ax really that strong?

It's no wonder that the Thief Saint didn't dare to return to Kunlun and hid here with his apprentice. This was not a gift of an ax to the apprentice. On the contrary, the Thief Saint was asking for blessing. He couldn't trust Yuxu.

And Snow Owl sent some people to plot an ax!

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