Chapter 45: Sanli Pavilion, Water Flow Forest

Following.

He was woken up for the rest of his life, and he was ashamed to say that he didn't know about the big battle that happened outside last night.

This can't be blamed on him, mainly because of the blessed house of Jiuhua Palace, at the moment of the big battle, the defensive formation is automatically opened, not to mention the battle of the strong people in the Holy Realm, even if it is besieged by the strong of the princes, it can't hurt it in the slightest.

In the wide hall, the rest of his life sat on the top seat, Guo Jia walked back and forth in the middle of the hall, his mouth was like a river, telling about the earth-shattering scheme.

The Fire Ghost King sat on the left side, holding a mirror in his hand, and looked at his face for a long time, not knowing what to look at.

The left and right Dharma protectors sat on the right side, listening attentively, their complexions constantly changing, sometimes frightened, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking their heads.

"Lord, this is Jia's plan!"

After Guo Jia finished speaking, he bowed his hand slightly, and returned to his position, his face was flat.

This is his cleverness, he only plays the role of a strategist, only proposes, and does not publish decisions.

The king is the king, and the minister is the minister!

If the courtiers make a decision, then what is the face of the king?

"Assassinate the prince, blame the seven-colored flowers, and spread the Xiao clan to rebel......"

Yu Sheng rubbed his head, saying that he was a little confused, even if it was him, he knew what the Chu State would become if these plans were implemented.

Thousands of miles of blood?

The people are miserable?

If he had never done this before, he would have died too many people, and he couldn't bear it.

But now, last night, the powerhouses of the Seven Colored Flowers and the Four Holy Realms came, if it weren't for Guo Jia and the others, I'm afraid he would have died again.

If he can't protect himself, how can he have the leisure to protect the rest.

If people don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will be destroyed!

"Are you sure?"

After Yu Sheng figured it out, his eyes burned, and he asked in a deep voice.

Assassinate the prince of Chu State, as long as this matter is planted and blamed on the seven-colored flower, the princes and powerhouses of the seven-colored flower will not dare to come to the Chu State easily, so that the Yu family will have time to develop.

Secondly, the news of the Xiao rebellion was exposed, mainly to cause a war in the Chu State, and the Yu family could use it to become strong.

"Back to the lord, as long as there is no problem, Jia has ten layers of certainty!"

Guo Jia stood up, said with a serious face, his eyes were calm, and people subconsciously trusted.

Yu Sheng nodded with satisfaction, a touch of evil flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Just do what you want!"

"No!"

Guo Jia was slightly happy, and he was a little relieved in his heart, he was afraid of the kindness of the rest of his wife and did not adopt these suggestions.

If it is not adopted, Yu's situation will definitely not be good.

The biggest possibility is that the powerhouse of the Seven-Colored Flower Liehou will descend and destroy the Yu clan, and with their current strength, they will have no power to fight back in the face of a liehou.

That night, the Fire Ghost King took off his red dress, changed into a black robe, and left the Yu Castle with the identity tag of the green envoy hanging from his waist.

Its direction is Danyang City!

............

Muluo Village.

Located fifty miles away from Tianfu City, a poor village with seventy or eighty families has been farming for generations.

The old willow tree at the entrance of the village, which is thicker than a human waist, has a circle of annual rings, telling the passage of time and the passage of time.

Several young children are playing under the willow tree, and their childish and innocent smiles echo, so that people who come and go to cultivate forget the tiredness of a busy day.

At this time, a modest carriage came and stopped under the willow tree.

Chun Shenjun stepped out of the carriage, dressed in a gray robe, his hair neatly tied behind his head, and his face was calm.

He looked at these children, heard Lang Lang's laughter, and a smile appeared on his lips, he had been so happy thirty years ago.

Just now......

Thinking of the current experience, degrading the official position, confined Ba County, and having nowhere to display his talent, I can't help but feel melancholy.

"Sir, this village is quiet, let's stay here for the time being!"

The servant who drove the carriage said with his fists clenched, his face respectful, and he did not despise Chun Shenjun at all because he was dismissed.

"It's up to you!"

Chun Shenjun bowed his head and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The servant clenched his fists and walked quickly into the village, asking the village chief to arrange a residence, but he could not come back for a while.

With nothing to do, Chun Shenjun stood by the carriage, calmly looking at these children, the villagers who came and went, glanced at the former parent official of Ba County, showed vigilance, and hurriedly took the children who were playing.

It didn't take long for the willow voice to dissipate and silence returned.

"It's time to come out!"

Chun Shenjun didn't turn his head, and said indifferently, his black hair fluttering.

Hundreds of feet behind, the void flickered, Luo Feijian walked out, his face was flat, holding a dagger in his hand, and the cold light flickered.

"Ever since I left Tianfu City, you've been following behind me, who are you, and what is your purpose?"

Chun Shenjun turned around slowly and asked in a deep voice, with a trace of evil aura in his elegant aura.

"On the orders of the Dark Lord, let's do two things!" Luo Feijian said coldly.

"What's the matter?"

Chun Shenjun was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"First of all, the Dark Lord asked me to assassinate you, but now it seems that I don't have a chance. ”

Luo Feijian said, in front of the target to be assassinated, it was bold enough to say this.

Of course, it is not so much that he is bold enough, it is better to say that Guo Jia has a detailed plan, and when he has the confidence to say this calmly.

"And what about the second thing?"

Hearing that he was going to be assassinated, Chun Shenjun did not panic at all, and his face did not change for a moment, but he cared about the second thing.

He is a person who has seen the world, and Luo Feijian's strength in the middle of the innate period is not in his eyes.

Moreover, he believed that the person who arranged for Luo Feijian to come to assassinate him also knew this.

This assassination, this is a threshold, and he only knows what will happen next if he survives the assassination.

"The Dark Lord wants to see you, he can tell you why he was dismissed!"

Luo Feijian said flatly, these words were all copied by him according to the note.

"Oh, where?" asked Chun Shenjun.

"Sanli Pavilion, Water Flowing Forest!"

Luo Feijian clenched his fists slightly, turned to leave, and disappeared at the end of his vision in a few breaths.

Hearing these two place names, Chun Shenjun's eyes flickered, revealing a strange look.

This place is very famous in Ba County, no, in the whole country, it is also very famous.

Thousands of years ago, the Taizu of Chu was here, cutting wood as a soldier and beginning to establish the legend of hegemony, why did the mysterious dark lord put the meeting place in this place?

"Interesting!"

Chun Shenjun said in a low voice, which happened to fall on the ears of the servant who had finished his errands from the village, and asked suspiciously, "Sir, what's interesting?"

"Nothing!"

Chun Shenjun shook his head, some things should be kept secret, he trusts the servant, but it doesn't mean anything, the servant is qualified to know, the more he knows, the easier it is to lose his life.

"Sir, the village chief is willing to give us three houses for us to move in!"

The servant didn't say much, and said with a smile.

Chun Shenjun nodded, did not take the carriage, and walked into the village on foot.

The setting sun shone on the master and servant, forming two long, long shadows.