The Sword Dynasty - 886. Chapter 885

The news of Zheng Xiu’s death is still spreading farther and farther away.

Even in the barbarian kingdoms outside the frontiers of the Yan Dynasty, many tribes’ kings were concerned when they heard that the mistress of Daqin had ended.

Whether it is the Great Qin Dynasty or the Yanqi Dynasty, these remote kingdoms or tribes that live on animal husbandry, hunting and fishing in the remote areas are collectively referred to as the Central Plains Dynasty.

The Central Plains dynasty means prosperity and civilization. In fact, most of these remote kingdoms or tribes want to lead their troops to break through the territory, get a share of the hands of these Central Plains dynasties, or become a part of them.

In a sense, Jiaodong County has always been looked down upon by the old dignitaries of the Great Qin Dynasty, because Jiaodong County is no different from those fishermen tribes in their eyes.

Jiaodong County and Zhengxiu were actually vaguely targets of successful counterattacks in the hearts of these barbaric tribes.

Especially when Zheng Xiu became the mistress of Changling, and many battles with them were made by her, Zheng Xiu became a godlike existence in the hearts of many barbaric tribe leaders.

Fear, respect, worship.

Many barbarous tribe leaders who are enemies with Zheng Xiu are actually looking forward to seeing this legendary queen who combines beauty and power.

Many people are inexplicably unhappy because of this.

Especially some barbarians who used to lend soldiers to the Yan dynasty, in many times in the past, although they knew it was impossible, they kept saying that they would break into Changling and capture Zheng Xiu to be their concubine.

Now that Zheng Xiu is dead, there is no more talk about imagining and fun in the weekdays. It is like an important program in peacetime, and there will be no more in the future.

A certain tribe king smashed his favorite glass in anger.

A certain tribe king burned a set of brocade clothes he was going to wear when he was going to Changling.

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The atmosphere in many palaces is very cold and weird.

However, the coldest atmosphere, and the strangest place is naturally the imperial palace in Changling.

Emperor Yuan Wu left the port after being injured, but did not return to the Qin Palace in Changling, but went directly to the newly built Afang Palace under Lishan.

The palace there is indeed very new, very magnificent, and larger in scale.

Some official residences and institutions are also moving there one after another.

However, at least until then, there was no intention to abolish the Changling Palace.

The vast majority of palace people are still in Changling Palace.

So this is deserted on both sides.

There are very few people in the palaces on both sides.

It’s all like a dead city, so lifeless.

Among the kings of the world, the most intriguing thing is naturally Yuan Wu’s mood at this time.

But besides Yuan Wu, who can know his emotions at this time?

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Yuan Wu is in a palace in the deepest part of Afang Palace.

All the utensils in his bedroom were made of a strange black jade. Even though the bed was covered with the softest cushion in the world, it was still too hard for Yuan Wu at this time.

He was very tired at this time, fighting with evenly matched opponents was too exhausting, and the loss of his mind was even greater in this battle than in the Lushan Alliance.

What he needs most is rest, but he can’t sleep.

Can’t sleep peacefully in any posture.

His injured arm was resting on the cushion of the bed, and he dared not make any movements, but even so. The pain still made his body tremble constantly.

Broken bones and shattered meridians make it difficult to feed.

For a long time, he could only lie still.

But in his perception, the most painful thing came from the true essence flowing in his body.

For a practitioner like him, True Essence is the vitality that provides him with nourishment throughout his body. In the course of countless years of practice, he has merged the essence of heaven and earth, continuously removed impurities, constantly condensed, and constantly changed, and the truth flowing in his body. Yuan is already the best elixir in the world, and the elixir most suitable for him.

These elixir promotes the continuous enhancement of his body functions, allows him to have more vigor, and even continuously stimulates his potential.

However, the true essence flowing in his body is not like this anymore.

When Zheng Xiu fought with him, he suddenly aroused the energies of the stars that he could not even notice. Even in the eyes of outsiders, he forced all the stars out of his body at once.

However, there is a fundamental difference between vitality power and physical impurities.

Just as countless steel needles pierced into the body can be easily removed, but in the process of many practitioners’ practice, the medicinal properties of some medicines used to quickly enhance the spiritual energy have long been fused with the blood, and they cannot be separated from each other and are difficult to remove.

The real essence and the sea of qi in his body, all the places where the vitality of these stars walked, shined, and penetrated, have become completely different from each other.

In his current perception, his true essence made himself feel a little strange.

Strangeness is disadvantageous.

Even if the power of the true essence is not reduced at all, the true essence flowing in his body is like a chronic poison.

This is a real lotus root, endless entanglement…Although Zheng Xiu is dead, her unique power, her vitality power, is still eroding his body and will, including his confidence.

He couldn’t even peel off the shadow of Zheng Xiu from his mind.

“Too vicious!”

He became hysterically irritated for no reason, and his face was distorted. In the palace of no one else, he cursed in a low voice and bitterly.

He himself couldn’t remember how many times this was.

In the depths of his mind, there seemed to be a Zheng Xiu standing vividly, smiling at him contemptuously, mocking him, those spirit lotus seeds belonged to her originally, and he wanted to take them.

In Zheng Xiu’s mocking voice, the clearest and most resonant sentence was, “Your cultivation level will only decline from today, but will not rise again.”

“Does the widow really want to lose to you like Wang Jingmeng back then?”

Yuan Wu’s face turned from distorted to dull, he finally temporarily removed Zheng Xiu’s shadow and Zheng Xiu’s voice from his mind, and then issued two orders, “Summon Bai Qi back to Changling” and “Send Zhao Gao to Afanggong.” “.

An old man heard Yuan Wu’s voice in Afang Palace.

He is Xu Fu.

He couldn’t help sighing softly.

At this moment, he suddenly thought that Yuan Wu had always seemed to be a lonely person, and he never seemed to have friends around him.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside his door.

An official sent a letterhead.

What shocked him was that the first time he received this letter, he knew that it came from the Bashan sword field and from Ding Ning.

He was very familiar with the handwriting on the letterhead, and it was exactly the same as the handwriting of Wang Jingmeng in the past.

The content itself made his body tremble slightly.

The letter asked only one sentence, does he care about the lives and deaths and future of those hundreds of boys and girls?