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The confrontation was broken by the gleam of blades and shadows.

The two figures brushed past each other and leaped onto the tiles. Their weapons clashed and sword shadows flashed. They fought on the roof for a moment, then turned and fell back to the ground.

As the tips of the swords met, both swords broke.

Lu Shaoheng and Xie Zimo started fighting with their bare hands.

A long sword suddenly charged into their formation as Xie Zimo's arm was cut open.

The person who wielded the sword stood in front of Lu Shao, facing Xie Zimo with a complicated expression on his face.

"Lin Xuan, I hope you won't make a mistake." Xie Zimo looked at his arm, reminding Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan turned around and placed the blade of his sword on Lu Shaoheng's neck, "Have you been using my identity as an expert? Use me to restrict Dai Ning Country? "

"So what if I am? This is no longer important. " Lu Shaoheng's hand that was holding the blade suddenly snapped, and the long sword broke into two. Lu Shaoheng grabbed Lin Xuan's collar and glared at him. His eyes contained a trace of emotion. Lu Shaoheng whispered something into Lin Xuan's ear, and then smashed him into the crowd.

When Lu Shaoheng turned around, he received the palm strike. Clutching his chest, he took a few steps back and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

An Yan who was lying on the palanquin frowned. Before she could move, Yu Xuan ran around the corner and shouted loudly.

"Brother Zimo, you can't kill him. The fragrant snow has been captured by him." The long sword Xie Zimo was about to stab down stopped at the throat of Lu Shaoheng. The soldiers rushing in behind him used their spears to block Lu Shaoheng, surrounding him.

An Yan frowned as she stretched her brows. With a charming smile, she stroked her thin shirt.

Xie Zimo looked down on him and ordered him to be imprisoned.

Liu Chuan, who had just run out of the main hall, had only taken a few steps when he collapsed on the square not far behind Xie Zimo.

Lu Shaoheng was arrested, and the news of the change of master of the Liu country soon spread throughout the world.

Some people said that it was better to change hands and that there were no longer any conflicts. There were also people who said that Xie Zimo and Lu Shaoheng fought over the same woman. For a moment, there were different opinions.

On the street, a man in a grey shirt and a woman in a simple dress walked by, holding a veil over her head. They watched the fireworks in the distance.

The woman sighed, shook her head, and left with the man beside her.

Inside the palace, Xie Zimo was still with You Wu's men searching for the sweet snow within a hundred miles of the palace. They searched through every nook and cranny, yet they could not find a single trace of the fragrant snow within a hundred li. In the end, Xie Zimo gritted his teeth and headed toward the dungeon.

Inside the dungeon, a man in a black robe was trapped in a cage.

"Where did you hide the sweet snow? Tell me!" The sharp blade lightly pierced Lu Shaoheng's skin, but he only smiled indifferently, ignoring the menacing Xie Zimo. He wasn't afraid of him, because in Lu Shaoheng's eyes, Xie Zimo's existence was like an ant. He disdained ants.

"Do you know what the price is? Losing a hundred miles of sweet snow is the price you have to pay. "

Xie Zimo dropped the sword in his hand, grabbed Lu Shaoheng's fist, and said, "Where is she?!"

His fist landed on Lu Shaoheng's face, and the figure lying on the ground was filled with arrogance.

Lu Shaoheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and snorted provocatively, "The sweet snow is in a place only I know about. You won't be able to find her."

"If you don't tell me, I will make you wish you were dead!" Xie Zimo said fiercely. Lu Shaoheng laughed out loud, "I advise you to be nicer to me. If I die, I will be the first person to be buried with me."

Xie Zimo didn't want to waste his time here, he continued to punch Ye Zichen a few times before leaving the dungeon in a rage.

An hour later, someone came to deliver food to Lu Shaoheng.

The thin purple gown dragged along the floor, and the fragrance filled the air.

Lu Shaoheng raised his head and looked at An Yama, who was smiling coquettishly.

"Didn't you say we were finished? When it's over, we shouldn't be here. " Lu Shaoheng shifted his gaze away, his voice clear and cold.

An Yan called for the jailer to open the door, then walked into the cell and started setting out the delicacies in the basket.

Lu Shaoheng laughed lightly and raised his glass to drink. "Wine, it's still a good wine."

"Aren't you afraid that there's poison in the wine?" An Yan laughed, it sounded like a ghost in the lonely prison cell.

"Remember the first time we drank? At that time, he wasn't in prison. It's in a brightly lit pavilion, how great would it be if we could go there every day? " Lu Shaoheng didn't answer directly, instead, he drank another cup of wine, "I also feel that it would be great if he was to drink again every year. "There's a beautiful morning and a beautiful woman with good wine."

The chain made Lu Shaoheng uncomfortable. After he finished speaking, he changed his posture.

"I remember a long time ago, on a night when the lights were off, you said you liked me. And I ask you, do you love me? You say, I don't know. "

"I still don't know. Because I don't know what love is, I don't know what it's like to love someone. "

"You are such a person, but it doesn't matter. We are finished." An Yan Mo poured a cup of wine for him. She was well aware of what kind of person Lu Shaoheng was. He was willing to do anything to gain her attention. However, he didn't know that the human heart was made of meat, and that it would hurt.

As their wine cups touched, Lu Shaoheng's forefinger brushed past An Yan Mo's lips, "I once asked you, whether or not you chose to come to my side, it's because you didn't choose me, not because I fell in love with someone else."

The smile on An Yan Mo's face disappeared bit by bit.

If our identities were different, would there be a different conclusion? Will we still be like before, tasting wine in the dim light and admiring flowers in the misty rain? Meeting by chance, meeting and falling in love, holding hands with the son of old.

An Yan sighed in her heart. That year, the King of the Liu Country passed away from illness. Lu Shaoheng left An Yan Mo, and there was internal strife within the Imperial Palace. A rebellion had taken place. As for what exactly happened, An Yan Mo never told Lu Shaoheng.

Because she didn't want him to know about her past. As for Lu Shaoheng, he never asked.

It's all luck.

An Yan Mo looked out through the window of the cell at the lonely night. Her lips curled up into a sad smile.

The moonlight fell on a certain room somewhere. There were several people in the room, guarding Liuchuan by the side of the bed. Liuchuan suddenly woke up and called out the name of the sweet snow.

Xiao Xi, who was taking care of him by the bedside, gawked. She stood up and accidentally knocked over the hot water on the stool. Yu Wen and Yu Xuan heard the commotion and came over to see what had happened. Xiao Yan was a little scared and hid behind Yu Wen. "Are you all right?" Yu Xuan asked as she walked over to the bed.

"You still have five days."

Lu Shaoheng's words were like a nightmare that wrapped itself around Liuchuan's ears.

Five days. If he was unable to find Baili Qiuxue after five days, he would never be able to see her again.

"Where's Xie Zimo? Where's Xie Zimo? " Liuchuan asked.

"Why are you looking for me?" Xie Zimo pushed the door open and walked in, stopping in front of Liuchuan.

"Liu Yunxi, she must know where Lu Shaoheng hid the Hundred Miles of Fragrant Snow." Liuchuan hurriedly said. Xie Zimo frowned and sighed, "Lu Zixu has already taken Liu Yunxi away, I don't know where they went."

At this point, Xie Zimo suddenly thought of something. He turned around and ran towards Mu Jingshu's room.

Xiao Kong was in Mu Jingshu's room coaxing her to drink the soup, causing Xie Zimo, who had barged in, to be stunned.

Xie Zimo went forward and dragged Xiao Kong away, "Xiao Kong, come with me. I have something that requires your help with."

In front of the yard, Xiao Kong was surrounded by a swarm of bees.

Little Kong controlled the wasp while the rest of the people in the palace stayed far away.

Xie Zimo and Liuchuan stood to the side, anxiously waiting for news.

"Lu Zixu and Liu Gexi are heading towards South Sky Mountain." After Xiao Kong finished speaking, the swarm of bees dissipated like smoke.

Xie Zimo and Liuchuan glanced at each other before leaving the palace on their horses.

The two of them travelled for an entire night without stopping. When the dawn of the next day arrived, the two of them stopped at the foot of South Sky Mountain. The exhausted horse stopped to rest and looked exhausted.

The two of them led the horse forward and entered a small teahouse.

The waiter came and poured them some tea and asked them what they wanted to eat.

"Do whatever you want." Xie Zimo pulled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Waiter, have you seen a man and a woman before? Perhaps wearing a hat."

"Seems like, two hours ago, a man and a woman wearing a hat did indeed come. I don't know if it's the person you're talking about, but they're heading in that direction … "

As soon as the waiter had finished speaking, Xie Zimo and Liuchuan no longer cared about resting, turned around, and rode their horses out to chase in the direction he had indicated.

The road was covered with sand and dust.

Two familiar figures appeared in front of Xie Zimo and Liu Chuan.

Xie Zimo quickly rode away, and he and Liuchuan stopped them one after the other.

The two of them were trembling as they kneeled on the ground, begging for mercy.

Xie Zimo frowned, he discovered that these two people were not Liu Gongxi or Lu Zixu, but rather a man and a woman dressed in their clothes.

"We're already moving in this direction. Don't kill us."

"I fell for his trap." Xie Zimo frowned, but just as he was about to continue chasing, a wasp flew over.

Xie Zimo looked at the wasp swaying in front of him, then mounted his horse and followed it.

The galloping horses went around the swift stream, through the woods, and turned into the mountain road that led to Youwu. The wasp stopped at Wu You's Mo He Inn. Before it could fly away, it was nailed to the ground by a silver needle.

Standing on top of the inn, Lu Zixu turned and returned to his room. Xie Zimo raised his head and saw the back of Lu Zixu. He hurriedly dismounted from his horse and ran into the inn. He found the room where Lu Zixu and Liu Zixi were.

"Xie Zimo, what's your motive for tracking us down now?" Lu Zixu asked, "I do remember your promise to take back the Xie Clan's world and not make things difficult for Liu Yunxi and me."

"I have something to ask her." Xie Zimo looked at Liu Gexi, who had taken off her hood. She nodded to Lu Zixu to let him and Liuchuan leave first.