Xiao Guizi said: "The whole world is not the king's land, the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister, the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, not to mention that after his assassination failed, he actually wanted to escape, even if the king of Chu let him go, we don't want to let him go." ”

Hongliu was a little puzzled and asked, "Why?"

"Because there are some things that have not been pierced, even if everyone knows it, they can still be safe, but if they are pierced, it cannot be regarded as not knowing. After Xiao Guizi patiently explained to Hongliu, he turned his head to look at Wang An, who strode into the Begonia Palace, and then saluted Wang An respectfully.

Wang An waved his hand while playing with the bone flute, and said, "You are not my minister, why are you still so hypocritical?"

Xiao Guizi said with a serious face: "If it weren't for our different positions, I actually admired you." ”

Wang An asked, "Tell the truth?"

Xiao Guizi nodded seriously and said, "Of course it's true, at this time, what do I mean by lying to you?"

Wang An felt that what he said was quite reasonable, so he didn't plan to continue the topic, but turned his head to look at Hongliu and asked, "What are you going to do with him?"

Hongliu said frankly: "I originally wanted him to guard Mu Shun's tomb for a lifetime and sweep the tomb for a lifetime, but he must not do it, so I had to kill him." ”

Wang An nodded, feeling that Hongliu was quite smart.

Xiao Guizi already had the heart of death when he failed, how could he still agree to Hongliu's request to live in the world?

Wang An turned around, Cuiliu was an innocent girl who was cuter than two yellow orioles, and so was Hongliu.

He doesn't like to watch such an innocent and cute girl kill.

There was no scream, as long as he was relieved, the chief administrator of the East Palace fell in a pool of blood and lost his life.

He has been with Emperor Ling's childhood sweetheart for many years, although he betrayed Emperor Ling to Wang An for Emperor Ling's survival, but he has never been sorry for Emperor Ling, and even said goodbye to the world for Emperor Ling.

Wang An is not disgusted with such people, and even has some respect.

Hongliu didn't feel very happy after killing Xiao Guizi, but was just relieved, as if all the worthwhile things in this world had been done, and at that moment it seemed that life had lost its meaning.

So she wept bitterly, crying so desperately.

Wang An walked to Hongliu's side, he could understand Hongliu's feelings at this time, because he had experienced such things before, and he had also felt like this.

He said: "The world is not worth it, so we should go to higher places, see more scenery, and experience things that are more beautiful and worthwhile than the world." ”

Hongliu raised the tearful face and said, "Mu Shun is dead, my revenge has been avenged, what should I do for the rest of my life?"

There are very few people in this world who are related to her.

She has no family, and she doesn't know where her home is, and for so many years, the only family member is Mu Shun.

But Mu Shun is gone, and her revenge has been avenged, and she really doesn't know what to do in the next long life.

"Are you leaving?" asked Hongliu suddenly.

Wang An said with a serious face: "I am not from this world, of course I have to leave in the end." ”

Hongliu was suddenly silent, and unconsciously regarded Wang An as the closest person in this world except for Mu Shun.

Wang An thought for a while and said, "But I can take you away with me to see the outside world." ”

Hongliu asked, "What is the difference between the outside world and the Later Han?"

Wang An said: "The sky is higher than that of the Later Han Dynasty, and the earth is thicker than the Later Han Dynasty." ”

This sentence is a bit deep, but Hongliulan has a good heart, so she naturally understands it.

She said with emotion: "Since the sky of your world is so high and the earth is so thick, it is countless times more complicated than that of the Hou Han, and I am also tired from the days of fighting." ”

Wang An didn't want to lie to her, so he nodded and said, "Our world is indeed like this." ”

Hongliu said, "You go, I won't go with you." ”

Wang An asked with a serious face: "What do you want to do most in your life, and now you have a lot of time and effort to complete it." ”

Hongliu was stunned when he heard this, and said after a long time: "The world is so big, I want to go and see it." ”

Suddenly, Wang An lost his mind.

When I was in Lushan County, the little girl who was cuter than two orioles said the same thing.

History is always strikingly similar, and there are always too many coincidences in the world.

Wang An smiled bitterly and said exactly the same thing back then: "If you don't go to see the world, how can you have any worldview, so it's good to go and see it." ”

Hongliu looked at Wang An's expression and asked, "Are you reluctant to let me go?"

Wang An shook his head and said: "I just think of some of the past, the stories of the old people, all of which are nostalgic, you can rest assured that you will live well in Houhan in the future." ”

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Wang An's promise in the Begonia Palace is only known to Zhu Chongba.

In fact, Wang An explained many things to Zhu Chongba, which can be regarded as a will.

Of course, the will is not appropriate, Wang An, these young people from the Shangwu Pavilion of Western Chu, just left, not died.

At night, countless fireworks illuminated the sky and earth of the Later Han Dynasty, and the night as thick as ink became gorgeous.

Wang An opened the passage home with a bone flute, and a long rainbow appeared in the night sky.

Beneath the rainbow is a door, a colored door.

Countless sons and daughters from the Shangwu Pavilion of Western Chu stood in front of the door and shed tears, they had been away from home for many years, and they were finally able to set foot on the journey home.

No matter how much you cultivate, after all, you are still a child, how can you miss home?

Fan Kuan stood in front of the door and also shed tears, he was not a young man from the Shangwu Pavilion of Western Chu, naturally it was not because of the mood of returning home, but because he was going to leave home.

More appropriately, he is leaving this world.

There were a few others like him.

They kowtowed a few times in the direction of their hometown, and then stood up with tears streaming down their eyes and said goodbye to their hometown silently.

Wang An looked at the door with some emotion, he knew very well what he would face when he went back.

He wanted to travel to the West Sea.

Because he knew that Ning Jinghong died in Xichu, Chenyue Tianzong would definitely come to accountability, but he didn't know which criminals came to hold him accountable.

Thinking of these things, Wang An stepped into the door with a heavy expression, and his figure disappeared into a field of fireworks and night.

Following countless teenagers from the Western Chu Shangwu Pavilion, they also stepped into this door with emotion.

Fan Kuan, the locals of the Earth Spirit Secret Realm, reluctantly entered this door.

Many people disappeared into the night and fireworks.

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The Changqiu Palace became a cold palace, and Emperor Ling wanted to get rid of the King of Chu, and after a failed palace coup, he was placed under house arrest here.

Fu Lian, the uncle of the country, went directly to the water prison, and the queen mother was also put under house arrest, but it has not yet been released.

Now that all the power has been transferred to Zhu Chongba, this little monk who never left the Buddhist scriptures in his hand never seemed to have thought that he would have this day.

But he also accepted it all calmly and did not feel any discomfort.

On the night when Wang An and the others left, he came to the Changqiu Palace to take a look at the young man who was the opposite of his age but had a completely different fate.

The Changqiu Palace is still as usual, the lights are flickering, and behind the splendor is gloomy, just like the Later Han Dynasty that has now lost its lustre.

Emperor Ling raised his head in despair, looked at Zhu Chongba, who was walking slowly in the light of ten thousand lights, as if he saw Wang An, who was in charge at the beginning, and said with a wry smile: "Is it time?"