- The night sky is moonless and the stars are scarce, the streets are deserted, and the overall atmosphere of the Nanzhao Emperor seems to have returned to the appearance of a few decades ago when it was just a small seaside town. But this kind of insight and feeling will only appear in the perceptual world of ordinary people in the city before falling asleep, as well as a few self-proclaimed talents, so that in the middle of the night, the three watches do not sleep, and the scholars who lean on the window to watch the stars and drink elegant ideas will recite a few lines of poetry in this tone.

The city was built and widened three times, and even the former murderous quagmire was filled in, the capital was flat and stable, the imperial palace was towering and suppressed, the city was thick and solid, and the streets were straight to ...... Huyang has become an emperor, and it is really no longer just the poor and narrow seaside town of a few decades ago, which is deserted and quiet at night because of the small number of people and the small city.

However, tonight the city is so quiet that people seem to have the illusion of returning to the past, except because most of the merchants in the city have received secret posts distributed by the capital during the day, and they start to close their shops before the evening, and the residents of the city have nowhere to entertain and return home early to rest, and the streets are naturally clean because the biggest source of turmoil in the city tonight is locked up in the wolf's tooth siege closest to the palace.

The wolf's tooth siege, which seems to be much thinner than the outermost wall of Kyoto, is actually not weak, but the level of the ability table xiàn is slightly different from that of the outer city. The outer city is like a thick shield, the inner city is like armor, the outer city is lined up in a heavy formation, and the inner city is surrounded by swords.

Under normal circumstances, only the outermost side of Kyoto, which was heavily guarded and built itself extremely wide and thick, was breached, and the siege of the wolf's teeth began to play its last role as a defender. The Wolf's Tooth Siege is almost a royal compound. But today, I have played the game of opening the door, letting the dog close, and beating the dog a few times, and I am very familiar with it.

When the door is opened and the dogs are released, they do not let their captive eagle dogs go out to hunt, but they bark ferociously outside the yard. I don't know from which directions the wild dogs gathered to put it in the house, and then how to close the door and beat the dogs, it is self-evident.

He has done this many times, and he is good at doing it, and he likes to do it, mainly because he doesn't want to disturb the people, save trouble, and facilitate his own control. If the wild dogs are frightened and flee in all directions, Kyoto is so big. Find them one by one. But it's a bit of a disturbance to the people, laborious and hurts money. But put such a group of murderous guys in your own compound. It seems that there is also a threat to the safety of their own families, but if not, how can the dogs fall for the smell of meat?

But in general. Or is it because His Majesty is confident enough to believe that he can clean up this group of dogs, or rather, he can clean up this group of dark forces that have been in the field for a long time and have been tempered to the point where they are close to wolves, and he believes that he can properly protect his family, even if this group of killers who have gathered after a long time of deliberation has been killed at his doorstep.

His Majesty has such a strong spirit and tough reliance on self-confidence and steady victory.

The dog-fighting operations in the Wolf's Tooth Siege have never been missed, first of all, after the besieged city is released to the dogs, the defenders of the besieging city will first carry out a powerful purge of the dark group with long-range weapons.

Some people may ask, knowing that there is such a guard force in this besieged city, why do those killers dare to go deeper? Are the masterminds idiots?

But if some idiot plotter was willing to release the information he relied on to plot the assassination, perhaps no one would ask such questions again. Because the only way to assassinate the emperor of the current dynasty seems to be the only way, and there is only one way to win in danger.

- If in normal times, the wolf's tooth siege is heavily guarded, let alone killing the emperor, even if you want to get in, it is almost impossible to get in. Tonight's siege is opened, and for a certain group of people who are about to commit the assassination, it is like stepping on a single-plank bridge to grab treasure, because the target is too tempting, and the single-plank bridge is difficult to walk!

There are thousands of killers, and there are many good ones, and although the ranged weapons used by the defenders of the Wolf's Tooth Siege cover a large area, there will always be no time to aim...... However, there is only one emperor, and if you can kill him, it will be a success.

This assassination and counter-assassination operation hidden in the moonless night, the killer's side upheld the belief that the city can be built after it is broken, and people cannot be resurrected after death.

In the social and political situation that generally belongs to the rule of man, the king of a country is still a virtuous monarch, an emperor who has not yet made a crown prince, if he suddenly dies, the Empire State Building will be severely damaged.

And the reason why the killers, or the planners behind the killers, refused to annihilate the belief in assassination for a long time, is that this emperor's surname is Wang, in the final analysis, he is a usurper, as long as he is dead, it is not difficult for the orthodox emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who has more than 300 years of aristocratic support, to return to the throne, and then bring a family of nobles from the side line to glory.

The current emperor knew that he was facing such a large number of killers, and he dared to open the iron gate of his courtyard and let this group of murderers in, in addition to his confidence that the iron thistles covered with the walls of his courtyard were dense and sharp enough, but also because he had two good helpers by his side in the courtyard, and even if he himself beat the dog, he also had a good means.

Before opening the door tonight to release the dogs, the current emperor Wang Chi spent nearly half a month planning this operation.

In the past, the operation of bloodbathing in the Wolf's Tooth Siege was almost every year, but because of the occurrence of the Lin Mansion bloodshed three years ago, it was suddenly suppressed, and it was three years of pressure. So Wang Chi thought that this group of dark forces that had been held back for three years must have been entrenched quite large, and there must be no lack of regeneration roots and vines of the forces behind the Lord Shangshu of the Ministry that he had beheaded three years ago, so he was not careless about this matter.

Although the group of people who want their own lives have arrived this time, and their strength may have gathered to a somewhat terrifying level, in the eyes of this king who has had many experience in dealing with it, this may be an opportunity, an opportunity to kill the murderer.

He has to kill once a year, and he is a little tired of killing.

Before nightfall, he remembered again what his sworn brother had said.

Killing is not always a permanent way, killing is like cutting leeks, cutting the above stubble, it won't be long before there will be another stubble, where is the end? To uproot! Those killers are innocent from a certain point of view, and they are the people of Nanzhao. Wouldn't it be more valuable if they could uproot the bad roots under the thick soil that controlled them, and these young and well-trained young men with high martial arts skills and well-trained martial arts could be incorporated into the army?

A few years ago, he had just sat on the throne, and his foundation was unstable. Although it is also a golden mouth, in fact, it is always the power of the drifter. And now that many of their decisions have proved their role with time, the country is developing benignly, these young men who practice killing tricks all day long, should they also wake up? Shouldn't people live to live well? You can't kill it all, you can't kill it, you can't listen to good words and persuasion, what is this called?

Standing in the densely arranged defense lattice area inside the wolf's tooth siege, looking at the black figures under the city tower who kept entering at an extremely fast speed through the dim night, Emperor Wang Chi of Nanzhao sighed and gathered some of the past thoughts suspended in his mind. Give a command to one of the guards next to him.

The Wu Wei frowned slightly. Didn't speak. Only clasped his fists respectfully towards the emperor's silhouette, and walked down the stairs quickly.

Perhaps the method of countering violence with violence is laborious and cruel. In the eyes of the third brother, it has always been Zhenguo's decision, but this bloody operation tonight wants to cut off the vitality of that force, so that it cannot be recovered at least two or three years, so that the second brother can go to the west without worries.

When the Qingchuan incident was over, the second brother and the third brother returned to Beijing, and there were two more helpers on the left and right, so that they could do this kind of major event that involves a huge area but can cure the country's disease fundamentally.

In order to kill the murderer's courage, his own attack must be more decisive, even bloody and cruel, and the bloodbath is about to break out. In order to embody an overwhelming offensive, there must be no slackening in the means, and there is no life, only death.

There is no life and death, this decision, before tonight's event started, the emperor did not inform Xixin, who was involved in this matter for the first time.

Considering that the killer group he faced this time may have become very large because of the strength he had accumulated for three years, His Majesty the Emperor turned over a hole card that had been hidden in his sleeve for many years but was not insignificant.

The head of the three disciples of the ancient school, the martial arts wizard of the Beili School for a hundred years, was imprisoned in the Beiyan Palace, and was later taken back to Zhaoguo by Lin Shan, hiding in a small temple in Kyoto every day to hit the bell and chant the scriptures of the plain-clothed monk Xixin, he is Lin Shan's elder brother, and Lin Shan's emperor brother entrusted him with the responsibility of guarding the backyard of the palace tonight.

It's just a guard, preventing the killer from breaking into the harem, Xixin didn't think about killing, but tonight's two-hour guard work added nearly a hundred lives to his hands.

Able to pass the initial cleaning of the Wolf's Tooth Siege, and then break through the interception of the Yulin Army, and finally kill in the backyard of the palace, only the Xixin is left to guard the barrier, and these more than 100 people can already be regarded as good hands in the rivers and lakes. However, in front of Xixin, a small temple monk in plain clothes who is second only to Kyoto's martial arts attainments, the assassination skills that these more than 100 people have played skillfully and have countless successful experiences seem to have become a game of mischief by inferior children.

However, Xi Xin, who was deeply in the martial realm, was only shooting tonight with the intention of teaching a group of inferior children, he was not carrying a weapon, and the injuries caused by his fists and palms to those killers were relatively mild, and it was obvious that he could heal through time to recuperate. Before tonight's events began, he had already negotiated with the Supreme Emperor Xià, who was only responsible for guarding the backyard of the palace from the invasion of those murderers, and that did not mean that he would kill.

A few years ago, although he was trying to hide his identity and escape from the pursuit of the Beiyan Palace, he listened to the persuasion of Senior Brother Lin and became a monk in a small temple in the south of Huyang, but the teachings given to him by the old monk who was still alive in the temple at that time were not regarded as child's play.

Although he is a halfway monk, it is likely that he will still return to the vulgar in the future, but the quiet life in the temple in recent years has still given him some influence and inspiration, and he has not moved the murderous intention for several years.

Even if he didn't have the experience of shaving the past few years of life as a monk, since he grew up in the ancient sect of art, his attitude towards people and things is roughly the same as Lin Shan's attitude towards these killers, there may be a way to kill, but it will never be as bloody and cruel as tonight.

Looking at the group of killers who were successively beaten to the bone by their own fists, vomited blood with their palms, and lost the power to attack and fell to the ground, they were quickly slashed to death by the Ouchi guards and Yulin soldiers who came around with spears and knives, Xi Xin felt that although these people did not die at their own hands, they ...... In fact, he died at his own hands.

But he can't act because of pity, mercy can only be put in his heart, and he still can't stop shooting, and he can't retreat halfway when he enters the bloody killing circle tonight.

Because of the promise made to the emperor in advance, and because he can't be regarded as a Buddhist in the pure sense of the word.

If he retreats now. Let's go, it may be the group of poor people in the palace who will be bloodied tonight, in this game of either you die or I die, Xi Xin temporarily chose the side he promised first.

But such a thing. After tonight, he thought he would never do it again.

If he really was just a monk, perhaps when the killing cries in Wolftooth City finally died down tonight, he should crush the sins of being a dead man and over-cleansing his hands. But he didn't do that, because he was more or less a passer-by. His true loyalty and reverence are still in that ancient school, and no matter how the time, place, and identity change, he only believes in what he has learned.

But what he did tonight still made him feel the strongest feeling of nausea and nausea in his life, and his hands, which naturally hung down in the sleeves of his black robe, trembled slightly.

……

The back house of the Ye Mansion, in a relatively narrow room. Ye Zhengming was squatting on the ground. He holds a stone pestle with smooth ends. The rhythm evenly smashed some kind of sun-dried herb in the medicine bowl. There are two wooden shelves filled with various bottles and cans in the room, and the room is dimly lit, and the faint smell of medicinal herbs floats in the air.

At the open door. The light that shone obliquely in suddenly changed brightness and darkness.

Wu Shu, who had been standing outside the door, was finally willing to move his steps closer. But he still didn't come into the house. Just standing by the door, leaning against the door frame, blocking out half of the sunlight that came in from outside the door. He looked at Ye Zhengming, who was hanging his head and pounding medicine. After hesitating for a moment, he said: Do you really want me to slap you?

Ye Zhengming heard this, and his hand holding the stone pestle to pound medicine froze for a while, he raised his head to look at Wu Shu, who was facing the sunlight outside the house at this time, so the outline of his face was more blurred, and his eyes said as usual: Of course.

Wu Shu shook his head and said, "No." If she hurts you again, no one will be able to heal her.

Ye Zhengming replied to him without hesitation: I don't understand the pain, how can I apply the medicine accurately?

Wu Shu shook his head again. Said slowly: No, if you are injured by my internal force, you will definitely make the people in the Taiyi Bureau suspicious. I've done too many things to break the rules of the group in recent days. Don't want to get in trouble anymore.

Ye Zhengming chuckled: When you violated the group law, you didn't think about it so much, but now you are looking forward and backward. I can't help but wonder if you're worried about the rules or something else.

At this point, he said with a confused look in his eyes: As for the Taiyi Bureau, I still have a few days off and I don't need to go. I guess though. When my vacation is over, maybe I still won't have to go there. All the officials in Beijing are self-examining. You've probably heard some of it, and I'm going to have a lot of trouble about me now, and the Emperor must have ordered me to get out of there now.

Wu Shu shook his head for the third time, but this time he didn't say anything more. He shook his head in denial, not knowing what it was, maybe it wasn't just a denial.

Ye Zhengming looked at Wu Shu's attitude of shaking his head, he sighed a little helplessly, and said slowly: Mo Ye, that kid...... There are not many children in our Ye family......

Wu Shu had a thought in his heart, and he said softly: I understand what you mean, but you are the only relative of those two children now, and I can't do it.

If you can't do it, then I'll go find someone else! Ye Zhengming put down the stone pestle in his hand, walked out of the house slowly with the stone bowl, and said: When I came back from the imperial medical bureau a few days ago, the emperor also arranged for three masters to come back with me, and there must be one of them who will listen to me.

Wu Shu was stunned and said: They are here to protect you.

Didn't you slap Ye'er with the intention of protecting her? Ye Zhengming glanced sideways at Wu Shu, who was following behind him.

Wu Shu vaguely understood what he really wanted to express in this sentence, and he sighed and said: Then let me come!

Ye Zhengming stopped when he heard this, he turned around and looked at Wu Shu, with a hint of relief in his eyes, nodded and said: Okay, I'll go and find Nuo'er to help, and you go to the wing room to breathe first and make full preparations.

Wu Shu nodded slightly in silence, took the stone bowl handed by Ye Zhengming, and walked towards the wing where Mo Ye was.

Ye Zhengming came to his study.

When he ordered someone to open the lock on the door of the house and push open the door of the study, before he could step in, a 'small hill' made of books came into view.

Ye Zhengming's eyebrow bones gradually protruded when he saw this scene, and the servant who was just in charge of unlocking the lock next to him saw this scene in the house. As if he could anticipate what was about to happen, he quietly and quickly retreated.

Just staring at the little book mountain, Ye Zhengming knew what was going on in the house, and he was suddenly a little angry. However, he soon thought of one more thing, and could only force the anger down.

Although he could endure it without getting angry. But his face is not much better at the moment. I saw that he walked to the desk with an unusually calm face, picked up a book on the table casually, and smashed it into the pile of books mercilessly.

The book smashed against the mountain of books with a muffled sound, and then the 'mountain' shook violently.

The books slipped down layer by layer, and in the sound of pages turning and rubbing, Ye Nono let out a howl of pain.

Ye Nuonuo covered his nose, which happened to be hit and hurt by the book thrown out by Ye Zhengming, and suddenly stood up from the mountain of books, with an obvious look of annoyance on his face.

However, when she noticed that the man standing across from her was her father, her sleepy eyes suddenly opened. The irritability and annoyance on his face that had been disturbed by his light sleep and good dreams suddenly disappeared as if evaporated.

Ye Nono hung his head. Hunched shoulders and arms like a frightened rabbit. He called in a low voice: Father.

Well...... Ye Zhengming closed his lips, but there was a long deep groan in his nose, followed by a silence.

Just when the atmosphere in the study was quiet and a little stiff. He suddenly said, "Did you sleep well just now?"

Yeno was stunned.

She didn't say a word, but just looked at her father in this state of form as if someone had been immobilized, as if she had been immobilized, to express her incomprehension of what he was saying.

She originally thought that when her father was confining her, not only did she not think about it seriously, but also used all her father's books to plug her ears, and she also fell asleep soundly in this messy book, and after being found out by her father, she would inevitably have to eat a bad meal again.

But I didn't expect my father to suddenly say such a sentence?

What does he mean by that? Are you talking the other way, or are you really asking yourself if you're sleeping well?

But then again. In the past few days, because of the news of her father in Kyoto, she felt that every moment of her time in the girls' school, her whole body was pierced by the eyes of her classmates who sat in front and behind, left and right. After returning to the residence of the female school, the attention of the other three classmates in the same room in the residence made her more and more avoidable, and she could not sleep well.

So she finally chose to escape over the wall. Anyway, it's not the first time for her to climb over the wall, and the courtyard wall of the women's school is no longer difficult for her to climb.

And since she went out over the wall in the early hours of yesterday morning, because this time she didn't have an appointment with any partner, so she was lonely and wandered the street with nothing to do, but she had to raise her spirit to be vigilant against the people walking by the street and the patrol sergeants, so long enough, she was really tired.

So, although Ye Nuonuo was apprehensive, he still replied truthfully: Of course, it is better to lie on the bed and sleep comfortably, but the first time I slept in the pile of books, it was quite relieving.

In fact, she still wanted to be amazed by the effect of scholarly hypnosis, but when she peeked at Ye Zhengming's face, she decisively suppressed this thought in her heart with some weakness.

Regarding his daughter's honest and honest reply, and at the same time cautiously replied to the ground, Ye Zhengming snorted with a smile, but still did not get angry, but quickly said: When you sleep well, come with your father and help me do one thing.

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the study with his hands behind his back, leaving no time for his daughter to talk more and ask more.

……

In Xixin's meditation room, Cen Chi and Xixin sat on a stiff futon, the two faced each other, but neither of them spoke.

Before the tea ceremony, the two of them left the scripture collection room built by Lin Shan's technique and had excellent sound insulation effect, and returned to the meditation room where they had stayed during the afternoon lecture.

The two were so close to each other for a long time before the quiet atmosphere in the meditation room was broken by Cen Chi's soft sigh.

Xi's heart drooped very low, and his eyes that were almost closed slowly opened after this sigh, and at the same time he said slowly: Have you thought about it?

Cen Chi nodded without hesitation, and said with a slight smile: I was in the Buddha hall before. I thought that the senior brother was going to tell me the destiny of heaven, but in fact, it was not, you already had a plan in your heart, and now it seems. It's the younger brother who is anxious.

Xixin's face, which had been calm, also showed a hint of a smile, and said gently: There were outsiders present before, so I had to take a little curve, but this curve was considered hastily, and it was not considered superior, if it was the Xiangfu who was present, he would definitely see something different. The outsiders he said in his words naturally meant that Cen Chi brought the maid Xiaoqiang from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Cen Chi's eyes condensed for a moment, and then he said in a relaxed tone: This matter is simple, I will explain it to her later. It won't swim out of her, much for the one in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Information on the value of deposits.

Hearing this, Xi Xin couldn't help but ridicule casually: You coaxed that girl to make you suspicious. But don't underestimate the emotion, the most restraining person, you talk to others. There will also be a sentence in your heart, and after a long time, you have to be careful not to fall into it.

Cen Chi raised his hand in front of him, and said with a very indifferent expression: So, every once in a while, I will leave the Xiangfu to travel for a period of time, called visiting the mountains and rivers to cultivate my state of mind, in fact, I just want to clear my heart and wash my brain, and I don't want to accumulate too many worries related to the Xiangfu.

What remains in the hearts of people because of getting along with each other is not the mud that splashes on the surface of clothes. Can be washed off so easily. Regarding what Cen Chi said just now, Xi Xin Rong commented, although his words were only from the surface, but the meaning of the words was still full of cautious reminders, which made Cen Chi fall into silence again for a while.

Xi Xin didn't accompany him to be silent this time, after saying the sentence just now, he just paused slightly, and took out the bamboo slip from his sleeve that was in the Buddha hall just now, he was lucky, and he shook the bamboo slip from the dusty bamboo tube, and then stretched out his other hand to pinch the other end of the bamboo stick, breaking it into two, and then handed half of the bamboo stick to Cen Chi who was sitting opposite.

Cen Chi took the bamboo stick, glanced at it, and put it in his arms. A few days ago, he suddenly fell ill, and although he recovered for a few days, when he went out today, he was still served by a close-up maid and wore a somewhat thick robe. Although he actually felt that it would be a little hot to wear this, in order to hide the stack of manuscripts in his arms and bring them to the small temple, he did not refuse, and at this time he returned home with the things that Xixin had gifted, which was just right.

Just glanced at it, Cen Chi saw clearly that the middle of the half-cut bamboo stick was left with a break in advance, this method of making zuò is not the same as the ordinary luck of the stick, so Xixin did not use much effort to break this bamboo stick, and the bamboo stick did not make much noise after it was broken, and the fracture was very smooth, but it was not a straight incision, but it seemed to be a saw-shaped break according to some rules.

That's right, in fact, it has been passed down for hundreds of years, almost the same life as the national fortune of the previous dynasty, but it has not accumulated much fame in the world. When a disciple of the same generation sees something of this significance, he or she receives the message of the same disciple that the object represents.

Just like the ordinary-looking wooden block that Cen Chi showed in front of Xixin before, only in the minds of his generation of Beili heirs, can he parse the shadow of the forest cedar from the lifeless wooden block. Only Xixin, who is Lin Shan's senior brother, and his junior brother Cen Chi, when they see this extremely ordinary wooden block, can instantly know what this wood represents, and what Lin Shan's meaning is to this world.

At this moment, the broken bamboo stick in Xixin's hand has the same approximate meaning as the wooden block. However, the meanings of these two are somewhat different after specific analysis.

If Lin Shan's strong strength in civil engineering has rendered the wood he carries with him an extraordinary significance, then the real strength of Xixin is in the area of personal connections.

The half of the bamboo skewer that Xixin handed over to Cen Chi was about to play a role, similar to picking up a thin needle at one end of the thread.

Next, just wait for Cen Chi to use this token of bamboo stick texture as a power guide to straighten this human connection, and the people who have staggered but have never departed from this thread will appear one by one, more or less help Cen Chi to do something, until he completes the task to complete this time to provoke the thread.

However, when Xixin used it as an introduction and said the name of the first person who would help Cen Chi, Cen Chi couldn't help but be a little surprised. This person's name can be regarded as spanning three generations among the lineage of the master. The collateral outside of the collateral is out. If it weren't for Xi Xin, he briefly mentioned the connection that this person had unfolded in the division. He may not know in his life that among the descendants of the Beili faction, there is such a person as zài.

I really didn't expect that Fang Wu was actually a disciple of Beili who had been passed down from the generation of his uncle and ancestor. Cen Chi couldn't help but sigh, we had met a few times in the Prime Minister's Mansion. I didn't see it at all, but he didn't seem to recognize me either.

Xi Xin smiled and said: Although Uncle Ancestor is the twentieth generation ion inheritor of the Northern Fence, his apprentice and grandson can't be completely regarded as a disciple of the Northern Fence, at most he can be regarded as having some connections with the sect. Just like our uncle who has been in the north for more than 20 years. Although he defeated our master in the sect competition and inherited the twenty-first generation of ions, the twenty-second generation of the heirs of our Beili family can only be selected from among the disciples taught by the master. The heirs of Uncle Shi can no longer have a direct relationship with the sect.

When it came to that uncle, Cen Chi would naturally think of some of the things he had done, and not only did he not have a good impression of the elders in that sect in his heart. I also had evil thoughts. This trace of evil thought is linked to what Xi Xin said just now. Let him imagine a possibility in his heart. There was a strange look on his face. But he didn't notice anything himself.

He just glanced at Xi Xin, endured it, and finally didn't say that idea.

Xi's heart is clear-minded. Where would you miss seeing the strange look on Cen Chi's face. Perhaps because the parting was imminent, Xixin didn't sink the doubts in her heart anymore, and asked softly: Is there anything else you don't understand. Let's just say it.

Cen Chi realized that his senior brother was very observant, but he didn't completely tell the truth about the idea that came to him just now, but after hesitating for a while, he said lightly: Forget it, Uncle Hongdao, it's actually not bad for you.

The thought in Xi's mind turned around, and he immediately understood the meaning of his words. said with a light smile: The meaning of his previous actions is not difficult to guess. Let me inherit his one qiē. Just wish I could do for him what he didn't have time to continue doing. But after all, this is a practice that violates the rules of the sect, and every qiē resource in the hands of Ion is cultivated and supplied by the sect, and can only be inherited by the next Ion. The North Fence line has been passed down for hundreds of years, and this rule has not changed. However, I also know very well that with my qualifications and Master's choice, I have been denied the possibility of becoming the next ion.

At this time, although he said such a clear word, but at this moment he was doing something contrary to these words. He is now transferring the resources possessed by the twenty-first generation of the Ion Heir of the North Fence to the twenty-second generation disciple of the North Fence. However, during this period, the division had not yet determined that Cen Chi was the twenty-second generation of the Ion Holder of the Beili lineage.

In addition, Xixin's words of denying himself faintly contain another layer of meaning. This kind of suggestion is not difficult to detect with the quickness of Cen Chi's mind.

So. After Cen Chi listened to what Xi Xin said, he himself fell into silence again.

Looking at Cen Chi, who fell into silence, Xi Xin said after a moment of silence: You are going to find him, in fact, I also have this idea, but now I can't do what you do, and I may not know as much news about him as you do, so I have to do as much as I can to help you, my messenger.

When Cen Chi heard this, he seemed to remember something, and the gaze in his eyes that had been a little frozen moved, and he raised his eyebrows slightly and said: This time I am your messenger, have you prepared anything for me to bring him?

Cen Chi said this, as if he was absolutely confident that he would find Lin Shan in the place where he was going. However, Xixin did not discuss this issue with him, if this trip can be as he wishes, it is equivalent to his own wish, which is naturally the best. If the situation did not come to fruition, of course he would not have poured cold water on his head before his junior brother set off, even if his junior brother did not believe in such a thing as luck.

Xi Xin only took a slight but long breath, and then said slowly: I just want to know that he is safe, and that is enough.

After a slight pause, he looked at Cen Chi's young face, his eyes gradually became stricter, and said: Although I helped you find a few descendants of the same sect ancestor to help you, there are still many difficulties in this trip, and the main gathering point of these difficulties is the hurdle for you to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion. If it weren't for the fact that you still had to maintain the relationship with the Prime Minister, you wouldn't have to take such a big detour, but you have your own plans, I don't want to interfere with you, and I also believe that you can do it.

[There are some mistakes in writing, and they need to be repaired.]