Chapter 294

There are more than 1,000 disciples of the Beishan Sword Sect, and most of them have come this time.

But in just a few days, they also suffered heavy casualties, leaving only the last two or three hundred people.

Elder Xie took charge of the order on his behalf, and together with the other seven elders, he continued to conspire.

He tasted the benefits in the daytime, and his eyes were full of viciousness: "The first lord ordered us not to do anything to the people, but in my opinion, if you want to kill the Ji Wu family and go directly to them, it's not good for us! The maid died just now. Can you see it? We were too kind-hearted before and suffered heavy losses! From tomorrow onwards, we will attack the people and their servant girls. Look at it, the Ji family will definitely come to the rescue. We take the opportunity to kill! When necessary, we can even drag the people as shields!"

The other elders hesitated slightly: "Is there an order from the Lord?"

Elder Xie said: "It's okay, the Lord won't blame it."

The eight discussed carefully for a while, and after making plans for tomorrow, they lay in the corner to rest and recover.

It was late at night, and the rain was still falling, as if it would never end.

The wind whistled, and lightning flashed.

A flash of lightning struck down suddenly, and the tree in front of the mountain was struck and smashed to the ground, making a sound.

The sleepy guard suddenly woke up and looked there.

Under the electric light, he saw the person standing under the tree.

Many people, countless people.

Densely packed, I do not know when to hide behind a tree.

They quickly ran towards the mouth of the mountain, shrinking the encircling circle, and then, they surrounded the entire mountain tightly!

Wu Weian, Ji Minghao, Ji Mingshuang, Wanxiang, Du Niangzi, Xuezhu, and Yuan Guanshi stood in a corner respectively, standing in front of Ji's army, their faces were cold like a rainy night, like a ghost temple.

There was someone in the room who hadn't slept, and when the guard shouted, he was the first to stand up.

A soul chasing worm, held in his palm all the time, died for several hours.

He released his palm, and the Soul Chasing Insect fell to the ground.

He picked up his sword, stepped on the soul chasing worm, and rushed out, taking the life of a Ji family soldier, and was also stabbed in the chest by the other side.

He fell to the ground, tilted his head and looked around.

This dòng person has a master who holds his hand to teach him swordsmanship, and a brother who practices swords with him.

He didn't even know if he was right or wrong.

He closed his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down, which were instantly washed away by the rain.

No one knows who he is, no one knows what he does.

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In the distant Shangjing, it is also raining tonight.

Many people have different feelings and have trouble falling asleep.

In the harem, the queen sat by the window, looking at the rain outside.

For twenty-three years, she was guarding the position of the queen, and she did everything she could for her Li family and the crown prince.

It was still difficult to sleep at night. She sat in front of this window and watched the night, the sunrise, and the wind and rain for many years.

From full black hair to half white hair now.

The most wonderful half of her life was wasted in this small harem.

If she could come back, that day, she would not go out even if she died.

In the imperial study, the emperor sat on the dragon chair, reading the memorial.

The incense burnt quietly in the incense burner, and he was slightly absent-minded, thinking of Concubine Zhen and the Fifth Prince.

Outside the palace, Ji Mansion.

Ji Mingxi didn't sleep either.

Ji Mingxi's sleep has always been good.

But tonight, for some reason, it is difficult to fall asleep, maybe the cup of tea before going to bed is a little thicker.

He simply stood up, put on his coat, took an oil-paper umbrella, and took a walk in the rain.

Ji Mingxi first passed by the gate of his second brother Ji Minghao's courtyard.

No one has lived in this yard for more than two years. Ming Hao has been in the army and only returns home every few years. After staying for a few days, he leaves in a hurry.

Even when I was at home for a few days, I was away from home every day and was busy delivering...

Ji Mingxi let out a long sigh and continued to walk forward.

It is the yard of the fifth younger brother. The fifth younger brother, Ming Yuan, was not good at talking to others since he was a child.

Ming Yan.

Ji Mingxi looked at Ji Mingyan's yard. These six disciples were the most outgoing, very big-hearted, and they liked strange things. His parents were most worried about him during his lifetime.

As for Ming Shuang, she is meticulous, she thinks too much, she thinks too much, and she always works very hard.

If Ming Shuang and Ming Yan's temperaments were neutralized, it would be better.

In the end, Ji Mingxi stopped outside Ji Yunxi's yard.

Yun Niang doesn't need anyone to worry.

But it was also the most distressing to Ji Mingxi.

Yun Niang has been sensible and precocious since she was a child, and she sees things thoroughly.

Sometimes Ji Mingxi looked at Yunniang's eyes and thought, why such a small child is so cold and alienated at home when everyone is hurting him.

Wisdom will be hurt.

Is this the price of early wisdom?

But in the world, sometimes it is not good to see too clearly.

And can you really see through it?

Ji Mingxi let out another sigh, walked around the Ji residence for more than half of the way, and returned to the study.

Jifu, which was so lively in the past, is so deserted these days.

Ji Mingxi asked the servants to make a cup of tea, sat in front of the desk, grinded it, picked up a pen, and copied the Buddhist scriptures stroke by stroke.

What he and the scholar said were true. Ji Ming liked to copy Buddhist scriptures, all to pray for the blessings of his younger brothers and sisters.

Pray for them to be safe outside, and pray for their success.