The sky was getting dark, and the brilliant sun slowly set from the sky, leaving only an orange-red afterglow, dotting the lonely sky.

The camp of the Korean army, the handsome tent.

At this time, the atmosphere in the tent was unusually silent, as if waiting for a volcano to erupt.

Mo Chen sat on the seat of the handsome tent, and visited a brocade box on the low table in front of him, among which was an unusually gorgeous pink palace dress. In the center of the tent below him, stood a middle-aged man dressed in Zhao Jun's costume.

The generals were full of anger on their faces, and their eyes were as wide as bull's eyes. They clenched their hands into fists and made a crisp sound, glaring at the indifferent Zhao Junlai, looking like they were eager to devour him alive.

The envoy of the Zhao army did not have the slightest fear in the face of everyone's angry eyes. With a gentle smile on his face, he arched his hand to Mo Chen, who was sitting on the main seat above, and said, "The gift has been delivered, so the villain won't bother much." ”

Mo Chen's expression was flat, he glanced at him casually, and said coldly: "Go back and tell your general that General Ben accepted this gift." As for returning the gift, General Ben will give him a big gift in the near future. ”

The envoy of Zhao Jun was unmoved by Mo Chen's words, and with a gentle smile on his face, he bowed and retreated.

When the envoy of the Zhao army left, the generals suddenly scolded with anger on their faces: "Shaft, you can be angry." ”

"Shameless, shameless."

"General, the last general is invited to fight."

Some of the generals scolded angrily, and some directly stood up and asked for battle.

Mo Chen's expression was calm, and he waved his hand: "This matter, General Ben has his own thoughts, you can retreat for the time being." ”

Seeing Mo Chen's calm expression, the generals didn't quite understand in their hearts, the other party had already bullied him, why didn't the general say anything, but he still respectfully retreated.

When everyone retreated, Zhang Liang looked at Mo Chen with a solemn face, and there was a bit of worry in his eyebrows.

Zhao Jun, the new commander, is really not a simple and easy person. Although the trick of giving women clothes could not be put on the table, Zhang Liang himself had to admit that this plan really hit the weakness of the South Korean army.

The enemy sent women's clothes to humiliate the general, and if the general did nothing, he would inevitably be looked down upon by the world, which would cause the situation in Wei to become more turbulent. But if the general acts rashly, I am afraid that he will fall into the other party's strategy.

Zhang Liang pondered for a moment, and really couldn't think of how to break the game. He sighed and said helplessly: "General, this matter can be big or small. We. ”

With a gentle smile on his face, Mo Chen interrupted: "The ovary can't trust General Ben?" ”

Zhang Liang was slightly stunned when he heard this, a wry smile appeared on his face, and said, "What does the general mean by this, the ovary is just." ”

Zhang Liang said, a little unsure of how to continue.

It's the end of June, and although the summer heat is starting to subside, it's impossible to expect the Yellow River to freeze at such a time. Even if Zhang Liang wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of how to make the Yellow River freeze.

Mo Chen chuckled lightly and didn't explain much.

He stood up and said with a smile, "The ovary is interested in accompanying General Ben out for a walk." ”

Zhang Liang was a little puzzled, but he still said respectfully: "The general has an invitation, how can the ovary refuse." ”

The sunset gradually sank into the earth, and the bright stars were like naughty children, lying on the sky and blinking mischievously with bright big eyes. Although the sky is shining with stars tonight, it is already a little dim without the moon shining on the earth.

On the south bank of the roaring Yellow River, two figures rode tall war horses, walking unhurriedly on the slightly muddy ground. One of them walked in front, and the other staggered most of his body.

Zhang Liang stared at the turbulent Yellow River through the glimmer of the stars, and then carefully glanced at Mo Chen's back and shook his head slightly.

How sure is the general that the Yellow River will freeze tonight?

Mo Chen stared at the section of the Yellow River in front of him, took a look at the environment on both sides of the Yellow River, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

Within a radius of ten miles, the Yellow River is the narrowest. Of course, the most important problem is that this place is out of the scope of influence of the military formation, and the magic spells are not affected at all. Moreover, the roads on both sides of the strait are the smoothest, which is quite suitable for the passage of large armies.

Just when Mo Chen and Zhang Liang looked at the surrounding environment and fell into deep thought, a faint sigh came from the bank of the Yellow River: "Hey, everyone is gone, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Although the voice was flat, when it was heard in the ears of Mo Chen and Zhang Liang, it was better than the turbulent Yellow River in front of them.

Mo Chen looked up, but saw an old man sitting on a bluestone on the bank of the Yellow River. The old man was dressed in gray linen clothes, and his long gray hair was tied in a bun on his head, and he looked like an ordinary old village farmer.

He sat quietly on the bank of the Yellow River, like a rock without the breath of life, and like a reflection in the water. If it weren't for the sigh he had made earlier, it hadn't attracted anyone's attention.

Mo Chen stared at the old man's ethereal figure, his face showing a bit of solemnity.

It's so strong, if you don't cast the magic heaven and earth, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it down in a short time. Such a strong character is definitely the top master in the world, but I don't know who he is?

Zhang Liang looked at the old man, frowned tightly, and said in a low voice: "General, this person's origin is unknown, I'm afraid." ”

Before Zhang Liang's words fell, a sigh came from the bank of the river again: "The current young offspring is really suspicious." When the old man discussed with Kong Qiu here, he was not as cautious as the little descendant. ”

Confucius, Confucius?

Mo Chen and Zhang Liang glanced at each other, and their faces were full of consternation.

Confucius was a man two or three hundred years ago!

Mo Chen's brows furrowed slightly, the three-star divine power realm has a four-hundred-year-old extreme longevity. If this old man really knew Kongqiu, he was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years.

The old man seemed to just want to talk to himself, his voice was full of emotion and memories, and he whispered to himself: "Back then, the old man studied art under Lao Dan, and discussed the world with Kong Qiu and others here, and asked a senior who had lived in seclusion for many years. I never thought that it would be 300 years in the blink of an eye. In this world, things have long been wrong. ”

Lao Dan, isn't that the Lao Tzu of Taoism!

Studying under Lao Dan, a Taoist?

A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, but there was a little more guess in his heart. In the fantasy world of Qin Shi Mingyue, the only well-known old antique of Taoism seems to be the only one in the North Hades!

Could it really be him?

Compared with Mo Chen's slight consternation, Zhang Liang's whole person was already confused.

Studying under Lao Dan, he can also discuss with Confucius and others, what kind of character is this old man? And, if he is telling the truth, doesn't that mean he has lived to be at least three hundred years old!

Zhang Liang's face was full of confusion, and he was about to go crazy.

In this world, how can anyone live that long?

Mo Chen sighed for two breaths, with a gentle smile on his face, and asked, "This old man just said to himself, he and Kong Qiu visited the hermit here, I don't know what kind of amazing and brilliant person it is?" ”

Bei Yingzi had a little more memories and nostalgia on his face, and said softly: "That is the most amazing and brilliant person in the world, and he is also a sage who inherits the past and the future." She once had one person and one sword, and she broke the army of millions of tigers and wolves, laying the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty. It has also spread the Dharma to all sentient beings, creating a glorious era of hundreds of schools. ”

Mo Chen listened to the old man's words, and his face was also full of confusion. He glanced at Zhang Liang, and there was only a blank look in his eyes.

Is there such a strong character in this world?

But if there really are such figures, why is there no record in history? If such characters exist, should they be more famous than Lao Dan and Kong Qiu?

Wait a minute.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen's eyes instantly narrowed into a slit, and his face couldn't help twitching slightly.

If there is such a person, it can only be a person!

Bei Yingzi seemed to sense Mo Chen's changes, his voice was a little more sighing, and he said softly: "She has many names, but there is one name, I think the general should have heard of it." Her name is, Wang Yuyan! ”

When Mo Chen heard this, the breath on his body exploded instantly, as if a towering mountain had fallen from the Nine Heavens, making people completely breathless. Even the surging Yellow River did not know when it subsided, just like the gurgling water on the side of the mountain.

At this moment, he was like a demon god from the ancients, exuding a terrifying aura that people didn't dare to look at at all!

Under the pressure of Mo Chen's momentum, the peaceful realm of the Northern Immortal was finally broken.

He suddenly looked back at Mo Chen, his eyes were like a bottomless dark abyss, and like a terrifying black hole that swallowed everything. At that moment, even the light in front of him felt like it had been swallowed, making it impossible to see him clearly.