A slap! After a stick of incense, the gate of the mountain city opened and a slightly fat young man in his twenties walked out.

His eyes were filled with wise eyes, which made people shine.

"Song Zhi of the Song family has met Mr. Yuwen." The slightly fat young man came to Gu Xiao and bowed and bowed.

Gu Xiao was slightly stunned and said, "Mr. Yuwen? If I remember correctly, you should call me Mr. Yang!"

Song Zhi said with neither humility nor arrogant words: "My Song family has always adhered to the Han throne. Although Mr. Yuwen has already regarded Yang Yichen as his adoptive father, he is not Yang Yichen's parent-child after all. Not to mention, Yang Yichen himself is not a person from the Yang family, but from the Yuchi family. Mr. Yuwen's life experience is a mystery, and no one knows Ling Zun's identity."

"In this way, isn't it more appropriate to call you Mr. Yuwen?"

Song Zhi almost pointed Gu Xiao at his nose and scolded him in a few short words.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but sweat for Song Zhi.

He was very suspicious whether Yuwen Tuo, who was famous for being violent, would suddenly start to kill him.

Gu Xiao's expression changed.

What a Song Zhi, he dared to speak to him like this.

First, he said that he was a Hu person, but he was not worthy of the surname of the Han person at all. Then, he pointed out the life experience of his adopted father Yang Yichen, saying that their father and son were just Hu people who were mixed in the Yang family. In the end, he was only not pointing at his nose and calling him a bastard of unknown origin!

A great shame is a great shame!

"You are looking for death!" These three words were squeezed out from the gap between your teeth.

Clang! A crisp sound.

Without anyone reacting, Xuanyuan Sword drew its sword out of its sheath and put it on Song Zhi's neck.

"What a courageous person, you dare to talk to me like this. Since you dare to talk to me like this, have you thought of your last words?" Gu Xiao held a Xuanyuan Sword that was no less than him, and looked at Song Zhi, who was half a body higher than him, and said, "For your courage, I will give you a chance to explain your last words!"

"I only have one sentence." Song Zhi said without fear, "Did Mr. Yuwen come here to pass the order or kill people?"

"It is both a decree and a murder!" Gu Xiao said.

This time, he only brought two things, one was the Xuanyuan Sword and the other was a canonized imperial edict from Yang Jian. It depends on how Song Que chose. If he chose the imperial edict, the Xuanyuan Sword would naturally not need to be unsheathed; but if he chose the Xuanyuan Sword, Gu Xiao could only carry Song Que's head back.

This is the task assigned to him by Yang Guang and Yang Su!

Song Zhi said: "Since that's the case, Mr. Yuwen draws his sword now. Don't it be too early? If he messes up his errand, it's probably difficult for the master to explain!"

"Okay, I'm a character." Cang, just as Song Zhi didn't know at all, when Gu Xiao's Xuanyuan Sword was unsheathed, and now that the divine sword was sheathed, no one saw it clearly.

"Where is Song Que?" Gu Xiao shouted after taking back the Xuanyuan Sword.

"Knife Sharpening Hall!"

...

Knife sharpening hall, where Song Que practices swords.

Here, there are famous knives and a whetstone collected by Song Que throughout his life. Anyone who was engraved on the whetstone by Song Que must die. This is Song Que's rule!

When Gu Xiao came to this sharpening hall, he saw this scene:

Song Que pulled out a thick-backed sword and was engraving words on the whetstone. The name of a person was engraved: Yuwen Tuo!

And in the sharpening hall, there were several people standing.

Without introducing it, Gu Xiao could know the identities of each of them: the four great Buddhist monks, the lord of the Duzun Fortress - the 'Martial Land Judge' Jie Hui, Ci Hang Jingzhai Fan Qinghui, the 'Sanren' Ning Daoqi, and finally there is a Chaoyang Tianshi of the Zhengyidao, all of whom are among the most righteous.

And it goes without saying what they appeared here for!

"The imperial edict has arrived, Song Que quickly stepped forward to receive the imperial edict." Gu Xiao took down the imperial edict Yang Jian gave to Song Que and shouted.

Song Que moved slightly, and used the thick-backed sword in his hand to carve the last stroke of the name "Yuwen Tuo", then stood up, looked at Gu Xiao standing across the courtyard from him, and said, "Ignore."

"If you can surrender to the north, you should be named "Duke of Qiao", Qin allowed the opening of the shogunate, and appointed officials below the chief and historian!"

This chip was very heavy, and almost divided Lingnan to Song Que as territory, so that part of the Sui Dynasty could enter Lingnan, but Lingnan could still be held in Song Que's hands.

Song Que said: "Not enough."

Gu Xiao said: "This is already a lot. If you don't accept it, I can only choose to carry your head back and hand in the service to His Highness King Jin."

While speaking, his left hand was already on the Xuanyuan Sword scabbard. This Holy Dao sword was already eager to try in the scabbard and could jump out of the scabbard at any time!

Song Que said: "If I want me to accept this imperial edict, I have to add something."

"What?"

"It's your head on your neck!"

As soon as these words were said, the entire sharpening hall fell into a deep state, and everyone was surprised.

Bang! The imperial edict in Gu Xiao's hand was landed, but no one looked at the imperial edict. Everyone was ready to take action, because at this point, saying anything was redundant, and taking action was already the only choice for them!

Clang! Xuanyuan Sword is unsheathed.

The golden sword energy shot out like a rainbow.

Xuanyuan Sword is out, and the blood sacrifice is finished!
Chapter completed!