Volume 1 Riding a horse and leaning on the bridge, full of red sleeves Chapter 117 Small talk
When Ning Du opened his eyes again, it was already late at night, Hu Ran sat beside him and dozed off, and Pang Jiushan also fell asleep.
With the body of an ordinary person, suffering from the coercion that even the mountain realm may not be able to bear, Pang Jiushan should lie in the hospital to recuperate at this time, but he has to wait here. After Hu Ran was told part of the truth again, he sighed helplessly, he was no longer surprised, and he knew what to do.
Exhaled cautiously, and the pain that spread all over his body immediately came, making Ning Du couldn't help but tremble.
The pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow is replaced by the fear that others will not be able to bear it and die directly. Even if Ning Du has been tempered like hell since he was a child, he is on the verge of collapse.
"Peers, you can be so strong!"
The strength displayed by that young man was undoubtedly deeply imprinted in Ning Du's mind. He used to think that Chen Nanping was very strong, and he thought that Shi Zhuxi was very strong, but he felt that it was something he could catch up, but now he suddenly found a powerful opponent who was out of reach, and he would inevitably be extremely shocked, and he was simply a cloud of mud with the other party.
"Now I can't even take a move from the other party. How long will it take for me to get to that point?!"
If Pan hadn't arrived in time today, would he have died here with the fat man?
It's just the enemy who killed the horn pocket, who knows how many enemies there are behind him now?
This is just to see the mountain realm, have you forgotten the sword hanging above your head?
When you step into cultivation, there is no way back!
"It's too laid-back!"
After pondering for a long time, a smile appeared on Ning Du's face.
"You should also be participating in the Dynasty of Nations, then I look forward to seeing you again. There is still half a month to go, see if you can take my life!"
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Since the last incident on Yulong Street, there has been no movement in Dongjin Palace. Both the government and the opposition know that Dongjin Palace is coming back, and Dongjin Palace is still so quiet, and under the abnormality, people will inevitably be a little apprehensive.
At night, there are not many lights lit in Dongjin Palace, and the stars are dotted, faintly illuminating the road for a few days, proving that most of the people here have fallen asleep.
The entire Dongjin Palace is quiet.
"The people of the south are coming. Di Mingyue said.
"It's the same as intelligence?" Chu Anliang was perusing an idle book.
"Same. It's just that one is missing a person named Jiaodou, who died on the stairs of Yulong Street a month ago. ”
"It's a coincidence. "What happened in the Guoan Temple was reported here at the first time, and the details were staggering, and the inextricable connections were also dug out, as if there were several pairs of eyes recording the whole process.
"Shang Chonggu's disciple is really surprising. Di Mingyue's mind came to mind the boy she had met in the alley that day, and she connected all the things that had happened about him recently to carve a plump image.
Chu Anliang remembered Shang Chonggu's sword, thought for a moment, and said, "Don't want to use Shang Chonggu, he is an alternative existence." ”
Di Mingyue smiled, looked at the territory map on the wall, and said, "Great Ming Dynasty, it's good to have more talents like Shang Chonggu." ”
Chu Anliang didn't answer, and continued to read his book, as if he had read an inseparable plot.
Di Mingyue carefully looked at the mountains and rivers marked by the territory map.
From the east to the customs, west to the snow pass, north to the ice lake, south to the corner, the Ming Dynasty dominates the world. But this map has the old color, and some places have changed dynasties, and the above has not been modified.
The Holy Emperor of the Jurchen Kingdom ascended the throne strongly, with the style of Emperor Wen and Emperor Wu; the Holy Religion of the Guran has risen, and its followers have spread all over the world; the unification of the Jurchen Kingdom has been completed suddenly, and it is a natural warrior who rises up from the poor mountains and bad waters; and the power of the southern kingdom is growing stronger day by day, and all the small surrounding countries have been subjugated.
The center of the map is eclipsing, and the surrounding area is ablaze with fire......
This map, the old one is too powerful.
After reading the inseparable plot, Chu Anliang suddenly remembered and asked, "What are the bargaining chips of Nanguo and Tulie?"
"They don't have any bargaining chips, they are just using each other as bait, wanting to see how Da Ming reacts, so as to measure Da Ming's strength. Di Mingyue's eyes fell on two places on the territory map successively, and said: "Hexi Ancient Road, Thirteen Southern Barbarians." ”
"Swallow them. ”
"Good. ”
Chu Anliang continued to read his idle book, and it seemed that he and Di Mingyue were just talking about the interesting plot of the book, but it was nothing more than an inconsequential small talk.
Di Mingyue walked out of the house, the flowers outside were blooming, exuding a faint fragrance, and the moonlight covered the bluestone slabs, like flowing clear water. As soon as the wind blew, Di Mingyue looked up at the starry sky slightly and smiled.
In a few words, tens of millions of heads.
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In an ordinary compound in Xicheng, Zeng Mingkai kept pacing back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.
The price of 100,000 taels rose in the black market, but there was still no clue to be investigated, Zeng Mingkai was almost crazy.
"How can a living person disappear without a trace?! Dead, or hidden in the deep mountains and old forests?" Zeng Mingkai frowned, and a wave of anger rushed up.
When I approached the princess of the southern kingdom today, Zeng Mingkai covered it up quite well, but if it drags on any longer, it will definitely show its feet.
It doesn't matter if the kid cheated and cheated away with three thousand taels, the key is to steal a "Sui Yuzhu", which is really a fatal thing, otherwise Zeng Mingkai would not have come up with the idea of killing his daughter and blaming the other party.
"All the way east, where will it be?!"
Zeng Mingkai thought of countless possibilities and countless methods, but he couldn't find any news.
"Why did you lose the token of contact with the four merchants of Hexi!" Zeng Mingkai was resentful and couldn't sit still. If this matter can't be dealt with immediately, not only will he be cut open by the nine clans, but the ancestral graves will all be dug up, and his family will be removed from the world.
Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door.
"Sir!"
"What's the matter?"
"You let the person who inquire, there is news!"
Zeng Mingkai opened the door suddenly, rushed forward, and asked, "Where is it?"
"Today, I asked about the portrait you gave, and someone said that I saw a portrait that looked like it. ”
From Guanzhong to Tiandu, Zeng Mingkai found no less than a hundred similar ones, most of them were lied about for clues, and he really found two seven- and eight-point portraits, but they were not the main ones.
Having heard a lot of similar appearances, Zeng Mingkai had long lost his patience, but he still tried his best to suppress his anger and said, "Come to me again when you recognize it!"
"Master, I have an idea, I don't know if to talk about it?"
The fire in Zeng Mingkai's heart suddenly came up, glaring at his entourage.
Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the entourage, and he hurriedly said: "There is a force in the rivers and lakes in the sky, specializing in selling news, maybe you can find someone with the help of their strength." ”
"Then you don't want to go quickly?!"
"Yes, yes, the small ones will go to Yulong Street!"