He suddenly looked at him sympathetically, admiring the clarity and understanding in the young man's eyes, and also knew that in the emperor's family, the matter of fighting for power and profit would never be as simple as it seemed.

A family that is not smaller than a country, it is impossible to really put the national status aside, just like being in the sphere of influence of the Three Kingdoms, being in a big dye vat like the emperor's family, wanting to get out of the mud and not stain to protect oneself.

In the end, it's too fantastical.

At the same time, the establishment of the family also saw the influence of the extremely deep-rooted family of these classes in the institutional environment, a child of a family who did not like to compete for power and profit, through the indoctrination of his parents to fight for power and profit, made him an arrogant and vain person, and the last distorted human nature was born.

"You've seen my brother, and you should know what kind of man he is. He said flatly.

"It turns out that the person he wants to kill has always been you. The two were silent and looked at each other speechlessly.

"yes, it's always been me. Obviously, he kept saying that he was going to kill me, but I always thought that I was in the same place, so why was I in a hurry. ”

Li Qiantang seemed to know this answer for a long time, and smiled miserably, with a bit of self-deprecating laughter at the moment when he lowered his eyes.

The frost flying sword was clenched tightly in his hand, and the chill enveloped him, and he looked down on his eyes, with some tears in the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were not as energetic as before

"Actually, you should have thought that since he would find me, this assassination of you would not be just my business, and I would seem to be just an inconsequential person. ”

Zhou Yusheng said lightly, at this time, the dust on the sword blade had faded, and there was a drop of dew falling from the branch on the bright sword blade.

"Of course I know that you are just an inconsequential part of this infinite loop, at least to the people I know, you are the one with the least strength, but this Trapped Spirit Horn Peak Tower is the end of our grudge after all. ”

Li Qiantang raised his eyes, a crystal clear teardrop slipped down the corner of his eyes, looking at the comfortable night sky, his eyes were deep, and his voice trembled like a broken string.

"Then why are you looking for me, I will only drag you down. Zhou Yusheng looked at him with some puzzlement, raised his eyes to look at the starless and moonless night sky, and couldn't see where the deep light was looking, only that he seemed to be able to look through this sky, looking farther away.

"Li Qinghua and I were both born to Mrs. Bifang, but I took a different path for him, he has wolf ambitions for this power, the successive heads of the Li family are chivalrous and courageous people, and they follow the law that we are all on the right path, only he took a wrong step and was blinded by the power position, and finally went to the point of separation of the Li family. Li Qiantang looked indifferent, calmly looking at everything in front of him.

"So he wants to kill you, but you don't want to kill him. Zhou Yusheng's eyebrows frowned slightly, after all, this heavy lament heard the true thoughts in his heart.

"No, I have to kill him, or I'm sorry for the lives of my brothers. On his cold face, a pair of indifferent eyes revealed a cold color.

The bright moon is the window, and the night is like water. The pouring moonlight slowly fell into his gloomy eyes. Under his eyes, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly ignited a faint flame, flickering uncertainly. It's like flowing time, endlessly.

The young man who couldn't see the origin clearly in his eyes was so indecisive, and the frost flying sword that cut off all affection were two completely different swords and people.

The frost has fallen, but people's hearts are as hot as the sun.

"If you don't enter the emperor's family in this life, even if it is as deep as the sea, it ....... His voice paused, he didn't know how to continue, his eyes were a little uncertain, looking at Zhou Yusheng, and he only said two words lightly.

"What's the matter. Speaking of this, his eyes flashed with throbbing pain again, and the mansion with red walls and rubble in the middle of the three thousand bamboo forests, with a cute scholar, sat in the courtyard, listening to the sound of the storyteller reading aloud.

At this time, in the quiet ancestral hall, two children playing with each other ran out, disturbing the birds in the forest, surrounding the peach blossom tree, chasing and playing wantonly.

Until the storyteller came angrily with a ring ruler, the two children looked at each other and smiled, and made a grimace at the stereotypical old man, so angry that the gentleman blew his nose and stared, and chased after Manting Manyuan, without breath and heartbeat.

It wasn't until the two of them no longer had the strength to continue running, leaning on the peach blossom tree and panting, that they noticed that the white-haired old Taoist was standing in front of them, looking at them kindly.

Obviously, it was inevitable to be beaten, and it was a long time before they learned that the teacher who was ruthlessly spanking with a ring ruler in the courtyard turned out to be the so-called immortal cultivator.

He stopped to look back, and his deep eyes clearly flashed with infinite nostalgia for the vicissitudes of life.

He stood silent, staring ahead for a long time, a light smoke flashing in his eyes. It's fleeting, subtle and complex, and hard to see.

"How do you want me to help you. Zhou Yusheng was silent, and only slowly replied after a long time.

"Li Qinghua should let you use blood gluttony to trap me on the third layer of the Trapped Spirit Horn Peak Tower, but the real ambush array is at the forbidden entrance of the second layer, where there will be three hundred monks who will trap me in the prohibition of the second layer, and after the blood gluttony, it is the real lore array. ”

It turned out that he had already sorted out the ins and outs of everything before coming, and his performance was calm and calm, indicating that he had already prepared the idea of putting life and death out of the way.

He stood quietly in the moonlight, his eyes downcast, and he raised his knuckled fingers and held Frost Fei lightly. Leisurely thoughts, silently swiped from the tip of the heart, let some scattered memories gently run over in the bottom of the heart.

"And what you really have to do is to reactivate the blood gluttony and break away the prohibition in the Trapped Spirit Horn Peak Tower, and at that time I will personally kill the culprit who caused the destruction of our family. ”

On his handsome face, a pair of pure eyes flashed with a wisp of worldly meaning that does not eat the fireworks of the world. In his elegant temperament, there is a hint of arrogance and coldness.

He looked at the sunset from afar, and his deep eyes flashed with a sense of sadness in the twilight.

He seemed to have lost his courage, and there was a hint of timidity in his eyes.

The courtyard is deep and the moon shines.

"Old man of the sword ghost, you have to taste this thousand-year-old wine, but my closed disciple personally picked it outside, although the quality is not high, it is definitely a thousand-year-old wine. ”

The white-haired old man who was sitting on the eaves, just over half of the bottle of fine wine, the full moon hanging under the silent night sky, suddenly fell asleep, and the angle of the jade cup that fell on his mouth gradually coincided.

"Hmph, old man Lingchen. This time you won't come to me to have a drink with you, you know I've been busy lately, but I don't have time to mess around with you. ”

Changed into a green shirt and cloth clothes, the terrifying scar torn from his forehead cut off the rough face, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and he exhaled lightly.

And that person is always slightly drunk, as if the next glass will be poured, but as if a thousand cups have entered his throat, he is still hovering on the verge of drunkenness.

Dragging the long sleeved robe, the body is slightly tilted, the head is raised at a forty-five degree angle, and the eyes are unruly, as if raising a glass with this round of bright moon.

Reverie is thousands, the bottom of his eyes fades, and the shallow sentimentality is stained with a vague cloud, looking at the round in front of him as if he is laughing at his drunkenness.

"Drink, get drunk. The white-haired old man raised his glass again unconvinced, and shouted angrily.

The warm wine entered the throat, stimulating the fishy and spicy smell of wine, the jade cup rolled down the eaves, only a few pieces remained, and the drunkenness came to my heart, and I turned my head drowsily, and snored.

"Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows. ”

In the sweet dream, the white-haired old man bit his lip tightly and tirelessly talked about his dreams.