Big Yellow City was an island.

Outside was a tiger leopard, and inside was a jackal.

Li Yulin was waiting for Lin Shou, who had defeated his father's dream, to die.

Zhu Xian was also waiting, waiting for the last blade in the royal family's hand to shatter.

The vassal kings and prefectural shepherds were also waiting for the Great Zhou Dragon Fortune to shatter before they could rise to power.

Everyone in the world seemed to be waiting for Lin Shou to die.

Lin Yuguo knew this very well.

He ascended the flaming Big Yellow City. The flames of the beacon had been burning for a full month. The nobles of the royal grandchildren of Chang'an and the vassal kings of the various provinces, even if they were blind, should smell the pungent smell of wolf smoke.

However, apart from the scattered twenty thousand crippled soldiers, Big Yellow City had not waited for anything.

He looked at the densely packed army outside the pass and frowned again.

Big Yellow City was indeed a city with a deep wall that was easy to defend but difficult to attack. It had also created a feat that year that held back the 500,000 troops of the Xia Dynasty for a full three months with hundreds of thousands of remnants.

But at that time, the Mu Clan army had Zhao Chu's hundred thousand halberd soldiers. After defending for three months, they would be able to remove the danger of Big Yellow City.

And now? His former allies had become enemies, and Big Yellow City had all their enemies in their eyes. They would only be able to defend for three months, and what awaited them was the fourth and fifth months of their endless life.

Or perhaps they could place their hopes on that Zhu Da Shou's sudden mercy and send out the Azure Dragon Army to save them, but what difference was there between such extravagant hopes and the fantasy?

Lin Yu Guo, who was standing on the city wall, frowned and looked over.

The black head retreated to both sides, and a white-robed man sitting on a wooden chair was pushed out of the passageway that the crowd had dispersed.

The man was around forty years old. His face was pale and his appearance was ordinary. Only his eyes were calm. Gubo was like an old man on the verge of death. His twilight was heavy.

Although he had never met him before, Lin Yuguo recognized the man at first glance.

"Mu Ji!" The pupils in his eyes suddenly widened as he stared straight at the figure that was slowly being withdrawn from the crowd.

At that time, the man seemed to have sensed something as well. He suddenly raised his head, and his cold gaze pierced through the dozens of zhang tall tower and landed on Lin Yuguo.

"Where's Lin Shou?" The man opened his mouth slightly, but his voice was clear to Lin Yuguo.

Lin Yu Guo's body trembled. In front of this man, he felt a chill run down his spine.

That man was like a ghost in the night. Just sitting there was enough to give people an indescribable and terrifying oppression.

But he was Lin Shou's grandson after all, and very quickly, he gritted his teeth and struggled to free himself from such a bad feeling.

"A traitor to the enemy, a shameless person, is worthy of calling me General?" Lin Yu Guo shouted with a deep gaze. This time, he had gathered all the true essence in his body. His voice was like thunder, and he was extremely aggressive.

However, the man outside did not change his expression.

"You're Lin Yuguo? That's right, you're already at the Heavenly Hunt Realm at such a young age. You're quite like your father." Mu Ji sighed. The words of praise in his words originated from his heart and did not show the slightest bit of false emotion.

His calm attitude made the aggressive Lin Yuguo look more like a wild cat's bravado when facing a real lion.

Lin Yuguo frowned even more deeply.

He really didn't like Mu Ji's attitude, which made him feel that all his actions were as childish and ridiculous as a child in front of Mu Ji. In fact, he was not much younger than a few years old.

"Tell Lin Shou to come out. Speaking of which, it's been many years since I've seen him." Mu Ji's voice rang out again. His tone was not so much a challenge to the enemy, but rather an elder comforting the junior who was laughing.

This tone made Lin Yuguo feel extremely humiliated.

"You!" He shouted and was about to say something.

"Imperial Kingdom." However, just at this moment, a soft cry sounded from behind him.

Lin Yu Guo was stunned. He instinctively turned his head to look, only to see that he was supposed to be sick in bed. He didn't know when he had arrived at the city wall.

Although the current Lin Shou was still as old as a dragon bell, his face was crimson. As he walked, there were faint gales of wind. He was actually unable to find the slightest bit of his previous morbid state.

"Master.. why did the general come out?" Lin Yu Guo was stunned and almost violated Lin Shou's taboo. However, he quickly changed his address and asked.

"Old friend, how can I not come out and see you?" Lin Shou laughed and raised his white beard. He looked arrogant, as if he had returned to the years when the Great Xia cavalry had been frightened.

Lin Yuguo was stunned when he saw this. He felt that his grandfather seemed to be getting better for some reason.

Of course, this was indeed what he had hoped for, but the sudden change made Lin Yuguo feel a little unrealistic.

"Lin Shou?" The man on the wooden chair also noticed this. He frowned, as if he was puzzled by Lin Shou's appearance. "You're not sick?"

"I've disappointed His Highness! This old bones of mine are still very tough!" The old man on the city wall said loudly. His voice was full of energy, and it truly did not resemble an old man on the verge of death.

A layer of ripples rarely appeared in Mu Ji's stagnant water-like eyes, but it passed in a flash.

He had received news very early that Lin Shou was already terminally ill.

Mu Ji, who had witnessed the elegance of the number one general under the heavens, had to admit that Lin Shou was a very difficult opponent. If he could, he did not want to be his enemy. That was why he had been waiting for the Mu Clan Army to be completely under his control.

When Zhu Xian put down his vigilance and Lin Shou closed his eyes.

He had waited for several years, but he did not expect that he would not be able to survive this old man who was already close to eighty years old.

Right now, he was terminally ill, but Lin Shou was getting stronger and stronger.

Mu Ji couldn't wait any longer. No matter what, he had to do it. So what if Lin Shou was alive and well? The moment he opened the door to the Sword Dragon Pass, he was prepared to shoulder the fate that he had been condemned to for a thousand years.

A mere forest guard couldn't stop him.

Thinking of this, Mu Ji's face regained its calm like stagnant water.

"General Lin is my father's old battalion. I don't want to make things difficult. If you let me go south.."

"Don't let go!" Lin Shou's answer was simple and powerful.

It was like an unsheathed sword, a sharpened saber, and a bow full of strings.

He didn't retreat, didn't leave any room for others, and also didn't leave any room for himself.

Such an answer was within Mu Ji's expectations. He gave the old man a deep look.

In his heart, he was still puzzled. How did the old Lin Shou suddenly shine again?

Was he bluffing? Or was it all the suspicions he had set up in the beginning?

"Then Big Yellow City will inevitably suffer a loss of life." No matter how many doubts he had in his heart, Mu Ji said calmly on the surface.

"Lin Shou will be waiting for His Highness." The old man on the city wall cupped his hands and said.

Hearing this, Mu Ji finally lost interest in continuing to talk to him. With a wave of his hand, the guard behind him knowingly turned the wooden chair and pushed it towards the direction of the barracks. The locust-like soldiers outside Big Yellow City also immediately retreated.

Mu Ji retreated.

Not only did this situation not let the people in Big Yellow City relax, but it also made them even more worried.

They knew that the next time Mu Ji appeared, it would be the day the Mu Clan army attacked the city.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuguo turned to look at the old man beside him, "General.."

He asked in a calm voice. He was very clear about Lin Shou's condition. A few months ago, he couldn't even leave his room, but why did he suddenly turn for the better today?

At that time, Lin Shou patted Lin Yu Guo on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, grandfather won't die!"

Lin Shou's voice was thick, and the palm that landed on Lin Yu Guo's shoulder was also extremely heavy, causing Lin Yu Guo to feel pain in his shoulder.

However, he was not angry because of this. Instead, a smile bloomed on his face.

Even the imposing aura of a voice could be faked, but this strength was definitely not something a sickly old man could use.

Although he didn't know why, Lin Yu Guo finally realized that his grandfather had recovered and that the number one guard in the world, Lin Shou, had returned.

Seeing the hearty smile on the old man's face, Lin Yuguo also laughed.

In the end, only with Lin Shou would Big Yellow City have a backbone..

No matter how many people were waiting for him to close his eyes, he still couldn't die..

..

In Chang'an, there was a courtyard called Flying Swallow House.

Apart from the servants who occasionally cleaned the courtyard, the courtyard did not seem to be inhabited.

There were many nobles in Chang'an City, so it was common for them to buy some real estate, but the surrounding people did not care about it.

At this moment, the courtyard's entrance was deep and secluded.

Then, with the flickering candle behind him, one could vaguely see a woman dressed in green sitting cross-legged in the middle of the manor.

Suddenly, the woman seemed to have sensed something and frowned.

She stood up and walked to the candlestick behind her.

There were two candles on the candlestick. One had already been extinguished, and the other was on the verge of collapse.

The woman paused for a moment, then took out another candle lamp from nowhere and placed it beside the candle that had not yet been extinguished. She pointed with her jade finger, and a dark flame rose from the candlestick.

Then she took out a wooden token, and the true essence of her fingertips overflowed, as if she was drawing something on it.

"Little trick deceives children, big trick deceives the heavens."

"The little thief touched the pearl. The Grand Dao stole his life

"How do you think Chu Chouli will return these three lives?"

After the woman finished speaking, she let out a long sigh.

"Lord Imperial Envoy, the first one invites you to the manor for a chat."

At this moment, a servant's voice came from outside the room. When the woman inside heard this, she regained her senses. She nodded lightly and said, "I understand."

After saying that, she tidied up her appearance and left the room. However, she did not forget to carefully close the courtyard door when she left.

Inside the mansion, the dim candlelight was still flickering. Then, the candlelight could vaguely be seen that beneath the candlesticks was a wooden tablet with small words carved on it in delicate handwriting. It seemed to be someone's name.

Under the newly lit candle, the words' Lin Shou 'were written.

Under the faltering candlelight, the words Yuan Guilong were written.

Under the candlelight that had been extinguished for a long time, it was written that Mu Yushan..

Mu Yushan, this should be a name that few people knew, at least compared to the first two, he thought it was not surprising.

However, this name, Master, was another name that should be known to everyone.

The third generation Tian Ce Mansion 's Manor Master, Great Zhou's Headmaster, Mu Yushan.

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