Chapter 20 The World

About two days later, Zhang Linyu finally arrived at the destination of the trip, the imperial capital.

As soon as he entered the gate, he quickly galloped towards the Qing Palace. At this time, Princess Huiming was sitting with Han Zilin in the palace. The former's beautiful eyes flashed with tears and said, "Uncle, why did you let him perform such a dangerous task without telling me?"

Han Zilin smiled bitterly and said, "Well, I'm also helpless. Now in the court, I'm afraid that only the silver guard can fight against the blood sect, and he is the leader of the silver guard, so he naturally has to carry out the task without hesitation."

Princes Huiming lowered her head, played with the corners of her clothes, and whispered, "Now, the court has lost contact with the silver guard. His life and death are uncertain now. I'm afraid that he will have any accident."

Han Zilin's eyes were a little trance and looked out of the window stunned. After a long silence, he said lightly, "Ringer, don't worry, Lin Yu could die under the siege of so many masters. I believe that this time, he will turn evil into good luck."

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the door, and a bodyguard quickly walked in and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Zhang is back."

"What?" Han Zilin said excitedly and stood up from the seat with a sound of miso. He was full of excitement and waved to the bodyguard, "Let him in quickly."

At this moment, Princess Huiming has cried with joy. After nearly a month of waiting, the haunting man is finally about to appear in front of her again.

The moment Zhang Linyu stepped into this hall, Princess Huiming quickly moved forward and hugged him tightly. Two lines of crystal tears fell from her pretty face, her red lips trembled slightly, and she said softly, "Where have you been these days? Are they worried about you?"

Zhang Linyu was shocked first, and then gently wiped her tears and comforted her, "Silly girl, why did you cry at the sight of me? Didn't I come back well?"

"Cough!" A cough came from Han Zilin's mouth, and then the two realized their situation. Then they separated, and their faces surged with a blush.

Han Zilin straightened up and said, "Lin Yu, where are the others?"

Zhang Linyu's face darkened and whispered, "The silver guards I brought are all dead!"

"Dead?" Hearing this, Han Zilin and Princess Huiming both looked shocked. The former's eyes were anxious and said, "How could this happen? Hurry up and make things clear!"

Zhang Linyu will now talk about how to fight with the Blood Sect and how Murongqi leaked secrets in Gusu City. After hearing this, Han Zilin felt a sense of powerlessness. He sat heavily in the chair, hammered the armrest and said, "It's really disgusting. Such an elite army was all destroyed by a rebel. On the apprentice's body!"

Zhang Linyu's face also had a touch of sadness. After all, the silver guard was a brother who fought side by side with him, and it was not good for him to die.

With a long sigh, Han Zilin slightly restrained his sad feelings and said, "It seems that Xuezong has an eyeliner in the court. Their intention is not small."

Zhang Linyu pondered for a moment, looked worried and asked, "Uncle Han, I want to ask you a question. Do you want to send a hand to the three major Xiuzhen doors in the near future?"

Han Zilin looked shocked, frowned, looked at Zhang Linyu and asked, "How did you know about this?"

Zhang Linyu slowly exhaled and said, "To tell you the truth, the Turks may have to take advantage of it!"

"What?" Han Zilin was surprised, then stood up and urged, "Let's make things clear!"

Zhang Linyu whispered about meeting Turkic messengers and eavesdropping on the blood sect secret meeting on the road. After listening to this, Han Zilin said angrily, "The hateful Turkic dogs are really a wolf ambition, and I want you to find out their intelligence. Otherwise, I'm afraid that we will be defeated by the enemy when the war starts."

Zhang Linyu showed a trace of solemnity between his eyebrows and said, "Uncle Han, why did you send your hand to the three gates so quickly? Does the court have that strength?"

Han Zilin said slowly: "This is what happened soon after you left. I was worried about affecting your task and didn't inform you in time. A few days ago, Lord Li, a member of the imperial court, arrived at Kunlun Mountain and wanted to talk to the Ziying faction. In my name, he advised the fourth brother to remain neutral and not to participate in the war. As a result, when he got there, he explained his intention. Instead of seeing his dead brother, he was killed by Lu Shaoyang! In this way, the Ziying faction will tell the three sects the intention of the court to eliminate the three sects, and we can only start a war in advance!"

"Lu Shaoyang?" Zhang Linyu raised his eyebrows, whispered, and then said, "Actually, if we want to expand our power, the Ziying faction and Shushan are not very ambitious. The most arrogant is the Jianfeng faction. Can we only suppress the Jianfeng faction and not touch Shushan and Ziying?"

Han Zilin thought for a moment and shook his head and said, "No! Once we go to war with the Jianfeng faction, the Shushan Ziying faction will definitely feel cold, and I'm afraid they will also be hostile to us, and it is difficult for them to stand by.

A complex look flashed on Zhang Linyu's face, but he still nodded and said, "Everything is up to you. By the way, I'm afraid the court doesn't have the strength to deal with the three sects now."

This time, Princess Huiming covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Have you forgotten where Aunt Yao came from?"

"Magic Land!" Zhang Linyu's face flashed with surprise and said these two words. He didn't hear it until he arrived at the imperial capital. Han Zilin's wife Meng Yao, born in the demon realm, also had a certain friendship with his biological mother Si Kongjing.

Slowly stabilized his surprised mood. He asked, "Are you willing to help us now?"

Han Zilin asked for some pride and said, "This is natural, but we have to give them the territory that originally belonged to the Ziying faction."

Zhang Linyu smiled, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "In this case, when will we send troops?"

A cold light flashed through Han Zilin's eyes and said, "Three days later, attack Jianfeng Mountain and send heavy troops to monitor the Ziying faction in Shushan. Once they have any changes, they will immediately suppress it."

Zhang Linyu nodded and said, "It's so good that it will not force against Shushan Ziying, but also achieve the purpose of attacking the swordsmen. I wonder if there is a mission of our silver guards in this battle?"

Han Zilin pondered for a moment, and then said, "Of course, you go to the Turks to provoke the relationship between the tribes and let them have civil strife and can't wave their troops eastward!"

"Yes!" Zhang Linyu held the fist, but there was a trace of anxiety in Princess Huiming's beautiful eyes and hurriedly said, "No! Such a dangerous task should be done by others. I don't want my son-in-law to have any accidents in the future!"

Han Zilin spread out his hands helplessly, looked at Zhang Linyu with a wry smile, and then walked out of the hall. Zhang Linyu and Princess Huiming looked at each other, held hands and left.

At night, the moon stars are sparse, and the bright moonlight gently sprinkles from the air. In a sea of flowers, a man and a woman sit snuggled up, and the fragrance of flowers penetrated into their mouths and noses.

"Are you leaving again?" Princess Huiming gently stroked Zhang Linyu's face and said gently.

Zhang Linyu gently stroked her waterfall. The flowing hair said, "Well, we will be on our way in three days. You stay here and come back to be my bride!"

A dainful blush appeared on Princess Huiming's face and whispered, "Well, Grandpa has promised our marriage. I will definitely wait for you to come back!"

Zhang Linyu smiled happily. The flowers under the moonlight seemed to smile at them. He looked at the beautiful face in the flowers. He said softly, "Ringer, I will definitely not let you down!"

Princess Huiming smiled, and her jade lotus-like arm hugged the man tighter.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound in the flowers. Zhang Linyu's eyes suddenly lit up, blocked Princess Huiming behind him, and shouted coldly, "Who are you? Please come out and show up."

On the moon, a figure fell from the sky. The black veil shone on her face and could not see her face clearly, but according to her figure, it could be seen that the man in black was a woman.

The beautiful eyes glanced at Zhang Linyu faintly. The veil of the man in black moved and said, "The Ziying faction is in civil strife. If you want to know the details, follow me now!"

Listening to this familiar voice, Zhang Linyu frowned and thought for a moment, but found nothing. He looked up at the man in black carefully, his voice was indifferent, and asked, "What does the matter with me?"

The man in black said in a cold voice and said, "This has a lot to do with the dispatch of troops from your court. Tomorrow, we will meet at the top of Mount Everest in the north of the imperial capital. Zhang Ziguang, I believe in your character. You should not bring those boring bodyguards!"

Hearing the three words Zhang Ziguang, the corners of Zhang Linyu's mouth suddenly twitched, and then nodded, "At that time, I will naturally go!"

North of the imperial capital, Mount Everest.

It's another quiet night, with stars dotting on the dark blue night sky, and the cool night breeze gently dancing the vegetation on the mountain.

Zhang Linyu stood alone on the top of Mount Everest with his hands on his hands, looking at the deep night sky.

"You're finally here!" A cold voice floated into his ear with the night wind. Zhang Linyu's eyes moved and Lang Sheng said, "Since I know I have come, why don't you show up?"

A dark shadow fell silently in front of him, and the veil moved gently and said, "You really kept your promise. You really didn't bring anyone else here."

Zhang Linyu smiled coldly and said, "Of course I'm not so bored. Now please take off this boring veil!"

The man in black frowned slightly, and then gently pulled off his face. A delicate face appeared in the night with a faint and dusty atmosphere, like a newly opened purple myrtle flower, amazing and beautiful.

"Ouyang Juan?" Zhang Linyu raised his eyebrows and said the name that had been sealed in his memory for ten years.

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