Unable to leave Wuruo City alive, Zi Nanli muttered these words silently in his heart, and suddenly felt that what Yun Kunyuan said seemed to be really like it.

Since he knows his identity, let alone the evil sky, for the current Gandhara people, once they can't get the greatest value on him, it is not a good choice to get rid of him.

And Yun Kunyuan appeared at this time, obviously telling him that Zi Nanli, the city of Wu Ruocheng is not safe, and the Heavenly Heaven and the Imperial Northern Army, which are known as the most capable of fighting in Jiandra, are obviously unable to withstand the stormy attacks of the barbarians.

If not, Tianwen Pavilion would not risk turning his face against the heavens and send Yun Kunyuan to test him, if he really has the ability to work hard, then the other party will take him away from this city at any cost.

As for which way Tianwen Pavilion would use, he could probably guess that the Nine Shadows Manifestation had been opened, and the powerful space magic weapon could not break through the realm and escape far away, if he wanted to get out of the city guarded by the Northern Army,

The people of Tianwen Pavilion have nothing more than two ways to go, one is to forcibly kill the masters in the Pavilion regardless of summoning them, but this is bound to completely tear their faces with Gandhara, no matter where they kill in the end, the already overstretched Imperial Northern Army will definitely lose a lot of troops in the battle with Tianwen Pavilion, and then the barbarians can capture this important town earlier,

He only thought about it briefly and naturally gave up this forcible way, the people of Tianwen Pavilion were either stupid, or they had damaged the Yueming Tower in the city of Wuruo, and Tianwen Pavilion would never choose this way of declaring war on Gandhara.

The only thing left is to buy the soldiers who defend the city, when the people are unprepared, sneakily sneak out of the city, and now the barbarian army is concentrated in the north of the city, only the valley in the east, the stability in the west, and the winding path in the south can escape.

He just thought about it a little in his heart, and then concluded that Tianwen Pavilion would choose the winding path gate in the south to go out of the city, and the winding path gate with its back to Yueqi Mountain was undoubtedly the safest choice, and it was impossible for the barbarians to be born on the Yueqi Mountain if they were strong, if the barbarians really had this ability, I am afraid that the city would have already changed hands.

"The Winding Gate is a good choice, but what you can think of, can you guess?" Zi Nanli said casually.

Yun Kun Yuan was stunned for a while, and after a while, he in the Human Emperor Realm nodded while looking at Zi Nanli, with a look of approval and regret in his eyes, and said slowly: "Xingyuan Gongzi is blessed by misfortune, his mind is so meticulous, even our early arrangement can be seen, it is really terrifying, this is good, from now on you can go to this great world, is it to be a wealthy dignitary on the rich side, or to show his strengths in a certain country in the middle of the world, or even ...... Return to Tianwu to take power, Xingyuan Gongzi, we Tianwen Pavilion can help you do this"

Yun Kunyuan finally threw out this last bargaining chip, the Hundred Year Empire Millennium Pavilion, Zi Nanli had long heard that this Thousand Year Pavilion would not promise easily, but once Tianwen Pavilion promised someone something, it would definitely fulfill the promise.

Returning to Tianwu, taking power, and sitting in the position of the head of state, this temptation is not tempting, but he Zinanli is unwilling to return to the current Tianwu.

The purple-clothed mourning monarch seems to have a firm grip on this huge empire, but in that calm situation, there is a turbulent undercurrent, since he was deceived into attacking the convoy of the overlord country, the political enemies of the purple-clothed mourning monarch have been fighting with the giants of the Tianwu Empire.

Just the Senate that has already appeared controls such a powerful force as the Immortal Legion, not to mention those dark enemies who are still lurking in the shadows, waiting for the purple-clothed mourning monarch to make up for the deadliest sword when he is at his weakest, those people still don't know what kind of amazing strength they have.

It's like Yun Kunyuan, who represents the Tianwen Pavilion in front of him, a rare master like this in the world, can only be a small steward of the Great Realm Hall in the border of Jiandra, and the claim they claim to be able to help Zi Nanli regain control of Tianwu is not a lie.

Tianwen Pavilion wants to help him regain power, even if he Zi Nanli does not have any network foundation, Tianwen Pavilion dares to boast of such a sea mouth, Tianwu is really an iron bucket, help him up, then the purple-clothed mourning monarch naturally has to fall off the altar, since ancient times, there are only a few ways to coup d'état, but each road has to have some strong strength to protect.

How many chips did his cheap man have in his hand...... He Zi Nanli didn't want to think much about it now.

The purple-clothed mourning monarch can't fight Tianwen Pavilion, that's for sure. He sighed secretly in his heart, he was unwilling to take over such a turbulent Tianwu Empire in his heart.

"Back to Tianwu? Master Yun, since the old man drove me out, I won't go back, I'm trying it on a different condition" Zi Nanli smiled faintly and said slowly.

Yun Kunyuan shook his head and sighed, there was no particularly disappointed expression on his face, obviously Zi Nanli's answer, within his expectations, saw him mutter for a while, and then said slowly: "Since the son is so decisive, the old man is not good at what to say, right now the city is in danger, Xingyuan Gongzi, let the old man say a simple word, with your ability to work, out of the Jiandra, you can mix anywhere in this Middle Continent, don't be rash, go to this muddy water, only stay alive, What you want to do, you have a chance to achieve it"

Yun Kunyuan seemed to say casually, but he suddenly poked at the key point of Zi Nanli, he has been a Song general and a ghost, and he has seen too many tragedies in the world.

Every time a war is launched, countless innocent people are pulled into it by the great wheel of war, wives and husbands have lost their husbands, husbands have lost their children, children who are waiting to be fed have starved to death in the wilderness because they have lost their parents, and old people who should have been living for a long time have hung themselves on the beams because they have lost their only son.

As a Song general, he has the responsibility of guarding the land and the people, he did not do well at that time, sometimes for the victory of the war, he will even watch the displaced people die in the hands of the enemy, righteousness is not money, mercy is not in charge of the army, every time when he is soft-hearted, he will secretly admonish himself, these people in front of him who died tragically in the hands of thieves, their death is worth it, the enemy is chasing a little deeper, robbing a little harder, he is sure that he will kill them all.

Every time there was a big war, there was always an earth-shattering cry of injustice coming from the bridge, and the terrible screams, the crying of relatives, always made them unable to sleep all night because of the yin who thought they were hard-hearted.

At that time, he was thinking, if he could go back and return to the Song Dynasty, even if he was a pawn, he was willing, not for the emperor of the Zhao family, not for the Great Song Dynasty, just for these homeless people, these ants in the eyes of the powerful, he was also willing to spill the blood on his body.

But there was no such opportunity, until he crossed over to this other world, on the way to the woman's courtyard, when he heard the sound of the whistling boulder falling again.

There is also the heart-rending cry with a Gendhara accent, he is not a Tianwu person, so naturally he will not turn a blind eye to these miserably miserable Li Min like Nangong Evil.

The heart-wrenching cry tugged at his heart, no matter whether these people were the people of Tianwu or his cheap old man's mortal enemy, he made up his mind to help the evil Tianjian City.

Especially after knowing what the role of those pavilions is on Yunhai Qinglan, such thoughts are more like taking root in his heart, defending the city and killing the enemy.

With the blood of the barbarians, maybe we can impress one or two old monsters hiding in the Heroic Spirit Realm to defend the Naping Martial Gate, and maybe the reinforcements of Gandhara will arrive soon, and then the people of this city will also be saved.

It's just that the thought in his heart that he thought he was hiding very deeply was actually seen through by Yun Kunyuan, an old man who only had a few words to talk to.

He looked at the old man in a daze, and did not say anything for a long time.

At this moment, it was almost the appointed time of the Imperial Northern Army, Yun Kunyuan looked up at the bright moon above his head, and wanted to open his mouth to make one last effort, but when he looked at Zi Nanli's slightly immature face, he couldn't spit out a word.

The cynical face that used to be changed to a resolute color that was extremely inconsistent with his age at this time, Yun Kunyuan sighed secretly in his heart, since ancient times, he has been the most enthusiastic of such an ignorant and ignorant teenager.

Can...... He is not a Gandhara man, so why should he sacrifice his life for the sake of the people here?

The old man couldn't understand that he had slowly abandoned a lot of worldly feelings in his pursuit of heavenly immortality.

"Although you and I have met for a short time, the old man still likes your temperament, if I had changed two Jiazi, I couldn't have said that I would have stayed, now ......" Yun Kunyuan let out a long breath, as if he was going to wave away some conjecture, shook his hand, and then said: "Xingyuan Gongzi, the old man can not help you much, we Tianwen Pavilion is the most important to fulfill the promise, at that time, your Xuanjia was sold for eight thousand Huang Hui, if it wasn't for You Xiaoyong to stir up the situation, you would have already gotten this money"

As the old man spoke, he took out a silver silk money bag from Huaiji, he gently handed the money bag into Zi Nanli's hand, and said slowly: "The old man is not talented, make his own opinion, your Xuanjia is considered to have been bought by our Tianwen Pavilion."

Zi Nanli was stunned, for a while, a wave of ecstasy surged into his heart, he couldn't believe it, he looked at the silver silk money bag in his hand, and then looked at Yun Kunyuan in front of him, and only swallowed and spit for a long time, his voice trembled: "This ...... Master Yun...... I don't dare to accept this."

"Why don't you dare, you sell me and buy it, it's fair, and our Tianwen Pavilion hasn't been able to lazy You Xiaoyong, it's already our fault, Xingyuan Gongzi doesn't blame us in the slightest, just this bearing, it's not something that ordinary people can compare, your friend is paid by our Tianwen Pavilion, so you can rest assured that you can take this money"

The old man seemed to be arrogant and dry, and in and out of his words, there was also someone who instructed him to do this, the more he wanted to give Zi Nanli the feeling of spending money to buy friends, the more Zi Nanli could conclude that Yun Kunyuan was doing this behind the Tianwen Pavilion.

If he doesn't leave the city, in the eyes of Tianwen Pavilion, he is no different from a dead person, throwing money at a dead person, even a fool will not do this, not to mention that Tianwen Pavilion has existed for thousands of years.

What is the old man trying to do like this? Refreshing in the heart? Or is it for the golden signboard of the Great Jingtang, or is it just to look at him Zinan and want to help him?

With such a huge amount of money, even if you spend money to smash it, you can smash the winding path door open, could it be that Yun Kunyuan is persuading him to leave in disguise.

As soon as all kinds of conjectures floated through Zi Nanli's mind, Yun Kunyuan patted him on the shoulder, and then buckled the hood heavily on his head.

"In the future...... If you have the chance...... Xiaoyou, you can go to Xiongye to find me" Yun Kunyuan, who left this sentence, disappeared in the darkness of Fuchun Lane after saying this.

Zi Nanli held the heavy money bag in his hand, and his heart couldn't be calm for a long time.