"I'll defend the battle, uh, obey!"

Tianming put down the broken broom, rolled his black eyes a few times, and nodded.

The next day, it rained again, drop by drop, like a round pearl, and like a smooth broken jade, scattered and intermittent.

Chu Feng, who was bored in the Afang Palace, decided to go out for a walk. Attracting auspicious clouds, straight into the clouds, listening to the whirring wind in his ears, Chu Feng inadvertently looked down, the boundless plain, flat, vast, like a huge dark green jade disk, vast and immense, breathtaking.

I don't know when, the rain increased, and the rain was like a hazy smoke, covering the Weiping Plain, which stretched for hundreds of miles.

Chu Feng, who was happy to see it, involuntarily lowered his altitude, and galloped to a small forest outside Xianyang City, where several farmhouses were hidden; The farmland was green, and the people who were about to enter the city and the mules and horses carrying the goods marched along the clean and tidy gallop road to the city gate.

Chu Feng changed his appearance through the transformation technique, and entered the crowded Xianyang City with the crowd. The houses in the city are scattered, the ancient willows are uneven, and among the wine shops near the river, there is a sound of staggering from time to time.

Chu Feng walked and stopped, and walked around this ancient giant city for a few hours.

Towards noon, the rain stopped for a while, and the people in the streets ran like crazy towards the downtown entrance.

Chu Feng, who was curious, stopped a panicked Confucian student in his twenties on the street.

"What's going on up ahead?"

The Confucian who was stopped, tall and majestic, was a little annoyed when he saw a thin man blocking his way, stretched out a big hand like a fan, and pushed it on Chu Feng's chest.

In the next breath, he was stunned, and the feeling that Chu Feng gave him was like a city wall.

"Well, one of the ministers will be cut in half, and I will go down and watch."

Confucian Sheng's face became pleasant like a book.

"I see"

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, as a modern person, he had never seen a waist cut, and he was curious and wanted to take a look.

"If it's okay, take the next step"

Confucius arched his hand, followed the crowd, and ran quickly.

Chu Feng's figure flickered, and at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people, he swept through more than a dozen streets, appeared at the entrance of the downtown area, and saw that on the wooden platform in the middle of the road, a person with his hair scattered and his face could not be seen clearly, kneeling with his head bowed.

Behind the desk, the supervisor with three strands of beard, his eyes half-squinted, looked up at the sun in the sky from time to time.

Several rows of majestic and mighty armored soldiers, armed with spears, surrounded the wooden platform with serious expressions.

Two executioners, sharpening knives. The unpleasant and harsh sound made the people around the onlookers both excited and heartbroken.

"What is the origin of this person?"

"I heard that serving in the inner court is not a small official position"

"It seems to be from all over the place, as soon as I came, I was entrusted with a heavy task by His Majesty, the future is bright, I don't want to be suddenly changed, the blessings and blessings of misfortune are relied upon, and the world is impermanent."

"I heard that he was recommended by a nobleman to ascend to the sky in one step, and that nobleman didn't save him for some reason!"

"Anger the Son of Heaven, who dares to save it!"

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The more Chu Feng listened, the more suspicious he became, could it be the person before.

"The hour has come, slash"

On the wooden platform, the supervisor burst out and dropped a talisman.

Two wolf-like armored soldiers came to the stage, pressed the person who was about to be beheaded to the ground, and stripped off the straight jacket.

"I want to reunite the yellow dog with my friends, go out of the East and Aximen, and chase the cunning rabbit, how can I get it?"

The beheaded man struggled to get up, looked at the sky, and shouted with a sad face.

The people around him showed sympathetic expressions. The so-called dying of people, their hearts are self-evident, this noble man who had a promising future the day before yesterday, once offended, he cut down the city, speaking of which, it is not as good as them who are small people.

The supervisor after the Taiwan case was furious, stood up, pointed at the executioner and shouted.

"Don't cut it now, but when!"

"Novelist, Eagle Flying"

Chu Feng in the crowd recognized the man at once, and he hadn't seen him for many days, how did this novelist recommended by himself fall into this step. In order to find out the truth, Chu Feng flicked his sleeves and rolled up a gust of wind.

The people present, whether they were the onlookers or the guards of the armor, closed their eyes, and in the whirring wind, they only felt the pain of being smashed by the grit on their faces and hands.

Ten breaths later, the wind stopped abruptly.

"The prisoner is gone"

Someone exclaimed.

Everyone present looked towards the stage, and there were only two armor soldiers and two executioners, standing at a loss.

"Was it blown away by that wind?"

"Possibly"

"No, I think I took advantage of the chaos to escape"

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After the case, the supervisor sat on the ground with a dull gaze.

"It's over, it's over......"

Near Xianyang Palace, in a remote place, Chu Feng put Ying Yang on the ground.

"What have you sinned? To be cut in half? ”

The eagle who was wearing a cloak and didn't recognize Chu Feng, who had changed his appearance, was stunned, and said with a sad face.

"Some time ago, under the recommendation of the immortal chief who lived in the Afang Palace, he was appointed by His Majesty as the general of Zuo Zhonglang, and he was rewarded, and the days were stable, but he did not expect disaster to fall from the sky, His Majesty's two princesses, knowing that he was a novelist, sent someone to ask for the manuscript in the next, the two princesses read the book very quickly, and read the manuscript in a few days, and continued to write in the next, and the book has always been slow to write, the two princesses often wrote to urge, and the number of times was more, and was found by the CRRC government order, and informed Your Majesty, Your Majesty was angry, and the crime of personal friendship with the harem, Sentenced to be cut in half. ”

After hearing this, Chu Feng couldn't cry or laugh, it turned out that this was the case.

"Yingyang, it's your fault for this matter, write faster, how can the two princesses write frequently to urge."

"In the next, alas, don't say it"

Eagle Yang lowered his head in frustration.

Chu Feng groaned for a while, bent down, condensed, and wrote a few words on Ying Yang's hand.

"Go to see Yingzheng, just say, the immortal chief of Afang Palace will intercede for you"

Ying Yang looked at the golden words in his hand, revealing a look of ecstasy.

"You are the Immortal Chief, thank you Immortal Chief."

"Good for yourself"

Chu Feng's figure disappeared, and his voice floated through the air.

Ying Yang stood up and walked towards the palace gate with an excited face.

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A few days later, the sky was clear and the sun was shining, and in a certain humble palace, Chu Feng refined the Thousand Shou Grass Returning Pill for the second time, in the eyes of the world, the incomparably precious pill, here, was just an ordinary thing that took time to make.

Dozens of thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, thousand-year-old ginseng, and thousand-year-old He Shou Wu that exuded aura, were sent into the small gossip furnace by Chu Feng, and with the raging fire in the furnace, the interior of the main hall was reflected in a yellow.

Suddenly, two strange breaths that were far beyond ordinary people appeared outside Afang Palace.

"It's finally here!"

Chu Feng's eyes opened, revealing a terrifying light.