Jiang Ge couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he saw the smile of the Marquis of Zhenguo.

Everyone laughed and laughed, and they all understood a little.

......

Out of the town of the Marquis Mansion.

Jiang Ge didn't hesitate and went straight to the Herring Fish Chamber of Commerce.

Straight to the point, it is a sentence: "Pei Huafeng is fake." ”

"I know. ”

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Pei Yu is still so "big" and famous.

A capable leather armor skirt, a knife at the waist, and skin like jade.

When people sit there, it is the most beautiful signboard.

In the herring fish chamber of commerce, it is easy for those warriors from all over the world, whose blood is too strong, and whose hormones are excessively secreted, to fall in love with it and have the intention of seeking a phoenix.

It's just that over the years, no matter whether it is the children of wealthy families or famous people, no one has ever been able to win the favor of Concubine Yu.

Despite this, in the eyes of many warriors, Concubine Yu is also their forbidden object, even if they can't pursue it, they can't cheapen others.

So when they saw that Jiang Ge was no one beside him, it was natural to talk to Concubine Yu, and those martial artists rose up inexplicably one by one.

But......

After seeing Concubine Yu pursing her lips and smiling, she took the initiative to welcome Jiang Ge into the inner hall.

The nameless fire in everyone's hearts turned into frustration, chagrin, and helplessness.

Ugly people have their own ugly ways.

But handsome people, you can see it at a glance.

But......

While passers-by were envious, jealous and hateful, Jiang Ge himself also fell into the Shura field.

Concubine Yu looked at Jiang Ge with a smile.

Concubine Yu looked at Jiang Ge quietly.

Concubine Yu looked at Jiang Ge.

Death Gaze.

"......" Jiang Ge felt cold on the back of his neck, goosebumps jumped suddenly, and his crotch was cold.

Misspoken!

In order to calm down Pei Yu, who may have fallen into a state of irritability and dementia because of Pei Huafeng's news.

Jiang Ge unconsciously exposed himself.

In other words, this is harmless and irrelevant.

But Pei Yu is not easy to fool.

Big chest and brain.

It's very uncomfortable.

"You're investigating my brother, why?" Pei Yu's beautiful eyes almost stunned Jiang Ge to death, and he exhaled like an orchid.

Jiang Ge hurriedly came and wanted Pei Yu to calm down, but Pei Yu was calmer than Jiang Ge.

Things were passive all of a sudden.

But Jiang Ge looked calm, and said confidently: "I am a VIP of the Qingyu Chamber of Commerce, and I care about the former owner...... Isn't that normal?"

"Huh?" Pei Yu glanced at Jiang Ge.

She approached Jiang Ge step by step,

Although she is only seven years older than Jiang Ge, her posture is swaying, and the power of the royal sister is overwhelming.

"I was wrong. Jiang Ge was pitiful, weak, and helpless.

"What's wrong?" Concubine Yu stretched out her hand, and her white fingers lifted Jiang Ge's chin.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't breathe, I shouldn't have a heart......beat" Jiang Ge felt like he was wrapped, eaten, and dying.

Pei Yuxiu frowned and said, "My brother Pei Huafeng, if he appears, he will definitely notify me as soon as possible."

But he didn't, so the uproar of Elysium ......"

Jiang Ge's face changed slightly, his eyes froze, and he said categorically: "You don't want to go to Bliss City!"

Pei Yu looked puzzled.

Jiang Ge sighed: "In the Elysium City, there are demon cult activities, which are far more terrifying than you imagined! If you go there, you will have a mistake!"

Pei Yu was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I am measured." ”

"('Δ ́)" Jiang Ge stared at Pei Yu viciously.

"(눈_눈) Pei Yu.

"Let's go?"

"Good. ”

......

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

When Jiang Ge showed his feet and was forced to reach a consensus.

In the court, the monarch, who had been tired for a day, rubbed his forehead a little tiredly.

A sigh rang out.

But the man is gone.

Without waiting for the residual heat on the chair to dissipate, the monarch changed into a coarse cloth coat and shaved his beard.

He walked out of the palace and walked around the royal capital alone.

The gap in cultivation is so large that in a relative sense, it is no longer a simple height, but a very different level.

In the crowds, no one could detect the presence of the king, and he seemed to be everywhere.

Walking and walking, night fell.

The lamp burned the night with a hole.

The monarch came to an inn, and like countless travelers, sat down in the corner, and ate silently.

If Jiang Ge was there, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this inn was the place where he settled when he first arrived in the royal capital.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

"If you don't drink, you won't give me face......"

After a while, the inn became noisy, and an unkempt and sloppy old beggar, with a cane and a bowl, walked in.

As soon as the old beggar arrived, everyone looked at him and smiled.

Some shouted, "Old beggar, why is your leg lame?"

The old beggar didn't answer, but his eyes were hollow, and he smiled stupidly.

He seemed to be in a daze.

After staying for a while, it was like a clockwork on a machine, green tendons bloomed on his forehead, his neck straightened, and he said, "Lost...... Lost ......"

This crazy appearance made everyone laugh.

For a while, the inn was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The monarch did not laugh.

The monarch did not look back.

His lips pursed, and he used condensation into a line, and the technique of transmitting the sound into a dense way, as if he was talking to himself:

"Old man!"

"After so many years, Lone has finally found someone as talented as you. ”

"Young, rebellious, uninhibited...... He shines brighter than you used to. ”

"Old man, he understands you very well, understands the Temple of Babel you designed very well, and has proposed a lot of improvement plans......"

The monarch took a sip of wine, and his whole body trembled violently: "Lone seems to see hope, the hope of counterattack!"

Fifteen years ago.

Gu Su Zhong tried his best to overcome all difficulties and officially ascended the throne.

has always been by the side, Jiao is not separated from Meng, and Meng is not defocused from the "thousand-faced guest", becoming a national teacher.

The two heroes are famous all over the world.

But behind the prosperity, there is a hidden murderous opportunity.

At the most high-spirited time, the high providence Zhai issued an arbitration in the clouds.

Exclusive secret message, delivered to the monarch.

The content is simple and straightforward.

Either surrender, let the great cadres become vassals of the sect, and let the sect occupy and take away the blood and sweat of several generations of the great cadres.

Either die.

A providential Zhai with three great martial artists.

This is a battlefield that no one else can intervene in.

Fifteen years ago......

painful memories,

It was really a life-or-death decision.

If you win, you will still be a big cadre of the people, and you will not lose your power and humiliate the country.

But if you lose.

That...... It's the death of the country.

Moreover, this matter is kept secret, and in the high-end battlefield, no one knows about it.

The situation is already very clear.

At the time of life and death, what about losing power and humiliating the country?

If it were any other monarch, he would judge rationally.

Can't fight, can't fight.

Those who will perish in the country, those who will perish in the country!

Lone can't be so crazy.

Let's take it a long time......

No! No! No!

In the past, the country was a vassal of the sect and a dog with a broken backbone.

It took generations of hard work to finally be able to straighten up and stand up as a human being.

"Lone would rather stand and be the king of the dead country than kneel and steal his life!"

"The dead country will also play with you!"

This is Gusu Zhongmou.

Usually gentle and wise, but crazy in his bones.

Fifteen years ago,

The monarch and the national teacher disappeared for three days and three nights.

Only the monarch returned.

......

"Warm a bowl of wine, ask for a plate of fennel beans!"

Inside the inn, the monarch slapped the table and yelled.

The old beggar raised his head, his nose twitching.

oh

It's the taste of the wine, it's the person's wine.

As if remembering something, the old beggar laughed and drooled: "This river and lake is also good for wine." ”

"Then you shouldn't either, you can't get out of that big drunk for the rest of your life, old man......"

The monarch closed his eyes suddenly.