After the words fell, the venue was quiet, only listening to the sound of the wind near dusk, and the hula was a little noisy.

Cai Wenji consciously said that she missed her mouth, and subconsciously pinched off the green leaves in her hand, and didn't dare to see how Chen Jue would react for a while.

On the contrary, Chen Jue looked at her back dumbfounded, and the shock in her heart was no less than Cai Wenji imagined.

"How can I have a Confucian and Taoist heart fire in my body now?!"

Maybe Cai Wenji doesn't know about his past, but how can Chen Jue not know what his body is like?

As a product of genetic technology in the new era, the power contained in the Prison Dragon Armor is even stronger than that of many innate spirit treasures in the Xianxia world.

In the face of that kind of powerful suppressive force at the genetic level, let alone any Confucianism and Taoism, even if he walked a few more steps, he would be so tired that he would sit on the ground.

"You seem to be surprised."

Cai Wenji glanced at Chen Jue, and naturally saw through his hidden emotions.

This girl is not only very intelligent, but also has a very keen eye for people.

Chen Jue also knew that this little bit of caution could not be hidden at all, so he simply asked directly.

"Why is Miss Cai so sure that I will definitely have Confucianism and Taoism in my body?"

"Why?"

It seemed that because of his solemn questioning, Cai Wenji only thought that he wanted to quibble, and explained lightly.

"Young Master Chen, do you know what a Confucian is?"

"Reader?"

"Wrong, Confucianism is the view, well-read, well-versed in the world, based on righteousness, and based on knowledge. In your eyes, I see ......"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Jue hurriedly interrupted.

"Miss Cai is joking, right? Don't say that you see a bloody and righteous look in my eyes. ”

was interrupted so unceremoniously by him, Cai Wenji frowned, showing a rare look of displeasure.

"Young Master Chen is so afraid that I will expose you?"

"What can I fear of you? Could it be that you can see that I have the so-called Confucianism and Taoism heart fire, and you can dig that thing out directly? ”

Chen Jue smiled casually as he spoke, but before he could laugh for a while, Cai Wenji looked at him coldly.

Although it is silent, the meaning beyond the words is also very clear.

He smiled awkwardly, seeing that the corners of his mouth twitched, he really couldn't laugh, and suddenly turned around coldly, and ran away.

His sudden action made Cai Wenji frown, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible energy hit Chen Jue's back, directly knocking him to the ground, and he didn't get up for a long time.

The wind in the small garden is as good as before, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow, and it is impossible to say a qualitative character.

Cai Wenji was like a fairy in a Luo skirt, and her cold pretty face was shrouded in a sense of superiority and cold alienation from beginning to end, and there was no trace of wanting to check it at all.

……

"Big brother!"

"Don't come here!"

Thousands of miles away, outside the desert north plug, the yellow sand in the sky is like a tornado, the wind and sand are rocky, and neither the war horse nor the camel can stand it at all.

In the raging sand, an out-of-control black-maned war horse staggered out with a man, the man's body was mottled with blood, but a pair of bloodshot eyes kept looking at the yellow sand storm in the sky, and he didn't want to look back for a long time.

Not long after the man and horse left, the seemingly violent sandstorm dispersed silently in a blink of an eye.

The dust fell, mottling the blood and the corpses were gone, except for the occasional half-cut arm buried in the sand.

In the center of this fickle sandstorm, a figure walked slowly, with no armor on his body, just a gray and black single coat, his face was thin and handsome, and he did not look strong.

After taking two steps, there was an arm crooked right in front of him.

The yellow sand covered the broken wound on the arm, and it looked like a clay figurine, but the clear palm prints on the rough hand were so real.

The man in gray stepped on it as if he hadn't seen it, and was still muttering in his mouth.

"Three hundred and sixty-two...... Three hundred and sixty-three ...... A total of three hundred and sixty-three meritorious deeds. ”

With a silent count of the merits he had obtained, the man in gray raised his head and seemed to be looking into the distance, but in fact, a light blue virtual light curtain appeared in front of him.

On this light curtain, the man in gray can see his merit points, as well as items that can be exchanged, and there is an inconspicuous small square at the very tail of the light curtain.

On that square are written three small words: "Famous Generals".

The man in gray silently recited a sentence in his heart: "Check the famous general's score." ”

The light curtain in front of me opened, and a series of familiar names were recorded in it, but all of them were gray and unselectable, and there was no way to check the relevant information.

For such a situation, the man in gray seemed to have expected it a long time ago, but he still set his eyes on the two words at the top of the list of famous generals.

"Wushuang—Lu Bu."

Just a simple glance at the name, his faint eyes ignited with fierce intent, and he clenched his fists and continued to walk towards the vast north.

If Chen Jue saw this gray-clothed man at this moment, he would definitely realize that he was not the original figure of the Three Kingdoms, but the capable person of the new era.

With the beginning of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the advancement of the plot line of this world naturally drove all forces to rush in.

Whether it is the powerhouses of the new era, or the princes of the original world, they are all interpreting the meaning of this world to them in different ways.

The distant countryside of Longzhong, with green mountains and green waters, and a quiet breeze.

A grass house on the mountainside is hidden in the green hills, leisurely outside the world.

It's just that the mountains and rivers are indisputable in troubled times, but it is difficult to have a certain heart.

In the small welcoming hall of the grass house, it is spacious and immense, and it can be seen at a glance.

The two of them were sitting opposite each other and playing chess in front of a small pear blossom wood case, there were no tables or chairs in the grass house, and there were no furniture objects, which seemed more or less empty.

The wind blew in from opposite corners of the house and then out of the door, and the whirring wind was a rare and lively sound.

One of them was dressed in white and had the qualifications of an immortal, while the person sitting opposite him was dressed in black, with a thin face and a sense of old age.

Although the two sat opposite each other and played chess, there was only a lone sunspot placed in the middle of the chessboard on the desk.

Obviously, the chess pieces for the opening game were not placed, but the two of them were contemplating and pondering, as if the game in front of them had reached the final critical moment.

After thinking about it for a long time, as a whirring wind blew outside the door, the eyes of the thin man in black scattered, and before he could speak, he saw the man in white sitting opposite him move his neck and said nonchalantly.

"Senior brother, will you please first?"

The corners of the thin man in black raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he smiled politely.

"I haven't heard you call me a senior brother for so many years, and today you invited me to die, but you are polite."

"Senior brother's words are serious, I am going to Pei County, but Liang respects Senior Brother's great gift, how can it be said that Liang invited Senior Brother to die?"

The man in white who was like an immortal said casually to himself, and the words were said lightly, but the thin man in black shook his head helplessly.

"Now that the fate of the Han family is not over, let me go to the feet of the Son of Heaven now, what is it that doesn't let me die?"

"Why don't we change it? You stay in this Longzhong, and I will go to the prosperous Luoyang City? ”

"It doesn't have to be."

Although he knew that his junior brother was joking, the emaciated man in black hurriedly refused.

"You are gifted and intelligent, and the master often says that you are unique in his knowledge. Before you went down the mountain, you had an appointment with me, and you said that you would let me take three and a half steps, how can you regret it now? ”

Seeing his senior brother's panicked appearance, the man in white smiled chicly, but his face was more or less disdainful.

Even if this time the game was both a mastermind and a fight, he was still as proud as ever.

On the contrary, between the seemingly cramped arguments of the man in black sitting on the opposite side, a trace of coldness inadvertently flashed in his eyes.

In Luoyang City, which the two discussed, there is no so-called flashy scene of singing and dancing at this moment.

On the top of the splendid hall, the red lacquer carved beams are mostly seen with five-clawed golden dragons entrenched on it, the spirit of the dragon's eyes, the momentum is awe-inspiring.

The civil and military officials are lined up on the left and right, and on the gilded dragon chair, there is now the successor of the three hundred years of Han Qi - Liu Hong, the Spirit Emperor.

Among the rumors, Emperor Ling is faint, does not listen to the suffering of the people, sets up more palaces, indulges in travel/fun, and is a complete faint king.

And today, on top of this hall, he is dressed in armor, wearing a golden scale dragon armor with a majestic face, and his momentum is not bad.

It's a pity that although the momentum is awe-inspiring, as soon as he speaks, his majesty is weakened.

"Go down first."

There was a weakness between these words, no matter how majestic the golden armor was, it couldn't calm people's hearts.

The civil and military officials in the hall seemed to have long been accustomed to Emperor Ling's tone, and they each respectfully retreated, leaving only the two old men standing in front of the hall.

These two old men were previously divided into civil and military ranks, and each of them is now the head of civil and military affairs.

Among them, the one who wears the armor to the temple is the general/army Dou Wu.

Another white-bearded old man in a python robe was Taifu Chen Fan

The Spirit Emperor raised his head faintly and glanced at the two of them, and asked coldly.

"Why didn't the two Aiqing retreat?"

"Your Majesty......"

In the main hall, Chen Fan glanced at Dou Wu beside him out of the corner of his eye, and saw that he lowered his head and didn't mean to speak, so he spoke.

"The ministers have something to do."

"Why didn't you mention it earlier?"

"This matter is not trivial, the minister ......"

After hesitating, Chen Fan didn't say why, but he heard a few footsteps coming from the small door on the side of the main hall.

"Mrs. Chen, what can't be said in public, do you have to drag Your Majesty after this early dynasty?"

"Zhang Rang!"

Listening to the gloomy voice, Chen Fan was excited, and called him by his name, and the anger between the words could not be hidden.

In the middle of the small door, a tall thin man in a gray and black single coat walked slowly.

As this person walked into the main hall, Chen Fan and Dou Wu in the hall couldn't help but turn their heads to look at him.

Although they have long been old acquaintances, every time they see this Jean, these two old ministers still can't help the anger in their hearts.