Of course, Ji Congtian is not a person who loves the country and the people and has compassion for all sentient beings.

If so, he would not have allowed the emperor to easily withdraw the talisman without making any resistance, and finally chose to obey the king's orders, and returned to Yan to enjoy his glorious and wealthy life as a king with a different surname.

Of course, he was definitely not a minister of Hue who was loyal to the king.

If so, then he shouldn't be alive now.

Ji Congtian is naturally the legendary King of Dayan Huan who died some time ago.

Obviously, he is a careerist with more power and more city.

On that day, Gonggong Wu, the middle attendant, entered the inner courtyard under the leadership of the little servant, and he had personally seen the body of King Huan, and even later, the Great Yan Divine Emperor who learned the news came to King Huan's mansion to confirm in person.

There is no doubt that the corpse they saw was indeed Ji Congtian himself, otherwise, with the peak of the Heavenly Pattern of Gonggong Wu, as well as the strength of His Majesty the Emperor's Divine Elephant in the early stage, he would definitely be able to detect the abnormality.

The spark was extinguished, his soul was shattered, and even the life candle enshrined in the palace was shattered, but at this moment, he appeared alive in this hut.

It is not easy to deceive a god elephant master, but he doesn't know how to use any means to successfully come out of the shell of a golden cicada under the nose of His Majesty the Emperor and reincarnate in the soil.

From then on, his life will be free from any constraints, the sea is wide and the sky is high for the birds to fly.

He turned from light to darkness at the moment, and the shackles of the Great Yan God Emperor could no longer lock him for a moment after all, and Great Yan would eventually become his territory completely.

"Actually, you don't have to go to such lengths to die. In the hut, a tall and thin man whispered, this person was not a bystander, it was the man Yoshida who leaned on the door in the ancient temple of the deserted village that day.

As he spoke, Yoshida was holding a piece of delicate pastry in the food box on the table and tasting it with relish, so that the words blurted out seemed a little slurred, but looking at the face of Ji Congtian on the other side, he obviously understood.

Ji Congtian just smiled, took a piece of pastry from the food box and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, but didn't mean to answer at all.

Yoshida saw that the other party didn't speak, so he said again: "Your business has been very effective over the years, and your reputation among the people of Dayan has long been better than that stupid emperor. Even if the power cultivation ground is sufficient, it will definitely be able to respond to the call of the people, directly overthrow the Yan King, and become the new king of the Great Yan Dynasty!"

"I haven't thought of your proposal. Ji Congtian played with half of the pastries left in his hand, and said slowly: "It's just that although the Great Yan Dynasty has exhausted its qi, the emaciated camels are bigger than the horses, and they are hard to deal with, even if they succeed, the little force under me will be greatly damaged, it is better to ......"

Yoshida's eyes lit up, and he continued: "It's better to settle for the next best thing, and leave those most difficult problems to the stupid man of King Yan to solve by himself, and when the time comes, once the internal and external troubles cannot be solved, the dynasty will naturally collapse, and you don't even need to spend a finger of effort." Oh, what a poisonous trick. ”

"Soldiers don't get tired of deceit. Ji Congtian said with a smile: "Once upon a time, I also thought about serving the country with loyalty, but unfortunately this dog emperor was thinking about how to hide the bow and cook the rabbit and the dead dog after I successfully refused to the north." ”

Speaking of this, Ji Congtian sneered, "I was born poor, and I have seen the cold and warm world of people, but I don't have those Confucian sour thoughts from the beginning, this emperor's position, since he Zhou Songchuan can't be a good one, there is a way to 'prince and general, rather have a kind?', then the dragon chair, why can't I go up and sit down?"

Yoshida sneered: "A chaotic thief, he can actually say that his dirty thoughts are so beautiful, you are such a shameless guy, this is the first time I have met you!"

Ji Congtian also smiled: "I can only be regarded as the second at best, the time when you met yourself is always earlier than meeting me, isn't it?"

As soon as these words came out, both of them laughed heartily.

At this moment, most of the night had passed, Ji got up from the sky and left the jujube red wood Taishi chair under the seat, carefully adjusted the sleeves of his clothes, and only looked up at Yoshida who had already stood up on the other side for a long time, and said: "The matter of the statue, if you can help me do a good job, we will definitely make a good deal." But I want to warn you in advance that I can't do it directly to invade Kurosawa and attack Jinzhu, I will only give you a group of men and horses, and help in secret, no matter whether it is successful or not, you can't confess me, otherwise what will happen, you yourself should know better than me. ”

Yoshida smiled casually, "Don't worry, if you want to be the future God Emperor of this Great Swallow, the relationship between you and Kurosawa can't be too bad, I understand all this." ”

"That's very good. ”

Ji Congtian smiled softly, and the figure standing in the hut slowly dimmed and returned to nothingness.

Hou had been outside the hut for a long time until he confirmed that the breath belonging to Ji Congtian in the house had disappeared, then he cautiously pushed open the door and slowly walked into the house.

"How's the talk?" How's it going?" Tsunako twisted her waist and walked behind Yoshida, smiling as she stretched out her jade hands in her wide sleeves and rhythmically kneaded her shoulders.

Before she could pinch it a few times, her hands were already covered with wet and salty sweat, and the woman frowned.

Yoshida's cold sweat wet his back, in the girl's memory, the man in front of her, has not encountered such a thing for a long, long time.

The last time this happened was when Shikoku met that person.

The coffin said, "Are you afraid?"

Yoshida rarely did not deny it, but let out a long breath, and said with palpitations: "Such a person, it's better for us not to work with him in the future." ”

The coffin nodded slightly and said with a smile: "In that case, how dare you talk to him in that tone?"

"There is no contradiction between fear and dare," Yoshida said with a smile: "Moreover, throughout the ages, people with big hearts and ambitions are mostly very tolerant before they succeed. ”

"What happens after success?" said the coffin.

"And so on," Yoshida said, "but, a person who thinks he is supreme cannot tolerate provocation by others, so you should understand." ”

The persimmon bit Yoshida's shoulder fiercely, and this bite brought a bit of her true power, so that Yoshida's clothes were bitten and his shoulders were also bitten, revealing two rows of deep tooth marks.

Yoshida was in pain, but he just smiled and didn't resist.

"If you don't enjoy it, you can take a few more bites. Yoshida took the persimmon into his arms, and the girl's red lips were still stained with the blood on his shoulder, bewitching and charming.

The coffin chuckled, licked his bloody lips unsatisfied, and said with a smile: "If you sit in that position in the future, I won't dare to bite you again, so I'd better ...... early."

Yoshida chuckled, "If there really is such a day, you can bite me as well, of course, not in front of outsiders." ”

The coffin stopped talking, but buried his head in the man's arms.