The rebellion and independence of the six clans of Huaihe made a big fuss, so big that it was even quickly conveyed to the Yue Kingdom and to the ears of Emperor Bai Wuyi of Yongzheng, but Bai Wuyi didn't even have time to look at the twists and gloats, and he was immediately disturbed by several other folds and frowned.

In the territory of Yue Kingdom, a group of rogues suddenly appeared recently, in just two or three days, there have been three county guards who have died unexpectedly, and they died silently, if it were not for the fact that each county keeper's corpse would leave a note with the word Yongzheng written next to it, the court could not even find out any clues.

The word Yongzheng is the name of the current saint, and if it is written, it is equivalent to not writing, but the county guard is already a very big official position, and the people who manage the water and soil on one side suddenly died three, and they have to pay attention to it, and the little emperor Bai Wuyi ordered a thorough investigation, but did not get any response.

It is not particularly accurate to say that there was no response, because Yue Guo immediately killed the fourth county guard.

The little emperor of Yongzheng, Bai Wuyi, was furious, and directly made a splash on the gold, and when all the civil and military officials were silent, the county guard of Zhongyang County stood up, bowed his head tremblingly, and then said the matter of Yongzheng Mountain.

The imperial court soon sent people to Zhongyang County, but at this time, Yongzheng Mountain had already become an empty mountain.

That's right, these people who were regarded as rogues by the Yue Imperial Court and slaughtered the imperial court officials everywhere were Zhao Guoteng, who had already seen Zhan Muhong, and his team.

The four county guards who died under their hands were all some people who were powerful and corrupt in the fish town.

As the sun set, Zhan Muhong sat on his horse, put down the big knife he was carrying on his shoulder, and looked at the team of eighteen people behind him, with a satisfied smile on his face.

This was his first step into the world, and he called them the Eighteen Horsemen.

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Master Li Qinghai left the Confucian Dojo, he didn't tell Chen Linci and Fang Bozhou where he went, and he didn't even go to meet the two students he valued the most before leaving, and only asked Kong Qingyun and Confucius to help bring a word.

Fang Bozhou was a little uncomfortable, but this kind of thread did not infect Chen Linci, since Master Li Qinghai chose to leave the Confucian Dojo, and Master Kong Qingyun knew that he did not stop it, it means that he must have something important to do, he and Fang Bozhou should not be a burden to him, and any negative thread cannot change anything, Chen Linci sees this very thoroughly.

What's more, the life of the Confucian Dojo is very comfortable and comfortable, you can see Luo Ziyan every day, and live next to the mountains and rivers with birds singing and flowers, you are a fairy, but that's it, Chen Linci practices the sword every day and accompanies Luo Ziyan to eat, which means that he can't think about Shu here.

Chen Linci never thought that as the eldest lady of Tianbo Mansion, Luo Ziyan still has such a first-hand cooking ability, and the meals he makes almost every day are not the same, and he is comparable to the chef in charge of the carrier restaurant, Chen Linci has eaten many meals cooked by Luo Ziyan, the most clock

is still the mandarin duck hot pot.

In these, Chen Linci's swordsmanship became more and more refined, he didn't often sneak into the mustard seed world to meet the two ancient gods, he didn't want to let himself have any dependence on loyalty and righteousness and swallowing the sea, Chen Linci firmly believed that only the way he walked out step by step was the most solid and long-term road.

But this peaceful life was soon disrupted.

On this day, Fang Bozhou, who had a blue nose and swollen face, came back from outside and immediately attracted Chen Linci's attention.

"Senior brother, how did you do this?" It was already dusk, Luo Ziyan had already left here, and when he saw Fang Bozhou's injury, a flame immediately condensed in Chen Linci's eyes.

The matter of the Qianyun Inn has always been remembered in Chen Linci's heart, although Fang Bozhou is inferior to him in all aspects, but Chen Linci has always maintained enough respect for Fang Bozhou in his heart, he can see that Fang Bozhou's injuries are not light, not only the skin injuries of the nose and face are swollen, but also the internal injuries caused by the power of some stars.

"It's okay, junior brother, it's just that I lost when I was fighting with those junior brothers in the ancestral court, and I was just slightly injured, so I don't get in the way, I don't get in the way. Fang Bozhou said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about me, you don't often go out, I don't know, senior brother, I eat very well in the ancestral court now." ”

"That's good. Chen Linci smiled and said, "It's not too early, senior brother, you should rest quickly, you have to practice tomorrow." ”

Fang Bozhou didn't shirk anything, he was very tired now, and now he really wanted to fall asleep.

He didn't notice that Chen Linci had clenched his fists tightly when he said this.

It was clear that Fang Bozhou had been bullied.

He didn't allow this kind of thing to happen, this honest man who sacrificed his life and forgot his life in the Qianyun Inn couldn't be bullied by anyone, even if the other party was a genius in the Confucian Dojo.

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Guo Zicheng is the sixty-fourth genius in the Confucian Dojo, and his ranking on the ranking list is higher than Li Xingtian, and his strength has already touched the threshold of the Yuheng realm, even in the Confucian Dojo where geniuses gather, he is definitely the number one person, while gathering a large group of younger brothers, he also called his group of friends the Thirteen Immortals in the Drink, a group of people often drink and drink tea, chant poems, and look like they are no different from those literati in the world。

A group of men gathered together, even if they were men in the Confucian dojo, the topic of conversation would never be separated from women and power, but their rank was higher, and those vulgar people in the world chatted about vulgar fans, and even some ignorant people were still speculating whether the queen mother in the palace would eat green onions and dip sauce, and Guo Zicheng was the topic of their chat, but they would never be separated from the eldest lady in Tianbo Mansion who respected the world's unique status, Luo Ziyan.

It can be said very clearly that Luo Ziyan is them

The goddesses and fantasy objects of some people's dreams, if it weren't for characters like Mr. Three pressed on them, I am afraid that Guo Zicheng would have mustered up the courage to launch an extremely crazy pursuit of this eldest lady.

Every time he thinks of this, Guo Zicheng can happily wake up from his dream, if he can capture Luo Ziyan's heart, with a behemoth like Tianbo Mansion as the backstage, then what else is he trying to do in his life?

No one thought that someone would successfully snatch Senior Sister Luo under the nose of Mr. San, the eldest lady who has always been cold and silently ignoring everyone, actually held hands with Senior Sister Luo in front of the public!

"From the point of view of this son, what kind of ability does that Chen Linci have? Senior Sister Luo doesn't know if she is blind or what, she actually looks down on Senior Brother Guo, but even if she doesn't look down on Senior Brother Guo, it's just that, she even gave up a promising figure like Mr. Three and chose a poor boy with a little-known name, I really don't know what she thinks. "After the thirties of drinking, someone soon started to go to jail.

"I can't say that, didn't that kid surnamed Chen really defeat Mr. Three on the martial arts platform? In my opinion, this kid still has some real skills, otherwise he wouldn't be able to fall into Senior Sister's eyes. He An, the oldest Confucian among the thirteen immortals, said.

"What is that kid's ability? It's just opportunistic, if it weren't for the third senior brother lowering his realm and letting him do it, do you really think he can win?" Guo Zicheng had a crush on Luo Ziyan for a long time, and naturally he couldn't get used to Chen Linci, but now with the strength of wine, he directly vented it.

I don't know if it's because it's too loud or what, but a guy who looks honest and honest suddenly walks in outside the door.

Guo Zicheng saw that this guy became more and more familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he asked, "This junior brother, are you in the wrong place?"

Fang Bozhou looked at the drunken and hazy appearance of the more than ten people at the table very seriously, and said slowly: "I don't allow you to insult my junior brother. ”

"How can I have insulted your junior brother?" Guo Zixiang looked at Fang Bozhou with a sneer as if he had heard some joke, and asked, "You can't drink too much, right?"

Fang Bozhou clenched his fists, nervously looked at the guy in front of him who had drunk too much but thought he had drunk too much, and muttered, "My junior brother is Chen Linci." ”

"Yo he!" Guo Zicheng laughed and said: "I said how do you look so familiar with your kid, it turned out to be Chen Linci's senior brother, what's the matter, this son scolded him Chen Linci, what can you do with me?"

Fang Bozhou looked at Guo Zicheng's eyes and did not speak.

He raised his fist and punched Guo Zicheng in the face.

There is only one person, but there are thirteen on the other side, and there is also Guo Zicheng who has already touched the threshold of the Yuheng realm.

So without the slightest doubt, he was beaten.

So there was the blue nose and swollen face that Chen Linci saw at dusk.

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The lifespan of a cultivator is much higher than that of ordinary mortals, and the path of cultivation is long and endless, so it will inevitably be a little boring

Wine and fun are the way for Guo Zicheng and others to relieve boredom.

Almost every day, they would gather together to drink and write poems, and then go back to meditate in the evening.

It's just that none of them expected that today would be the same as yesterday, and another person walked in outside the door.

Guo Zicheng rubbed his eyes, and then found that he actually knew the person who walked in today.

Not only did I know him, but I scolded him only yesterday.

"Are you impatient?"

Chen Linci carried the Tianxing Sword and walked in from outside the door.

The Confucian Dojo said that it was not small, but it was not difficult to inquire about something.