Jiujiang King's Palace, above the main hall.

Jun Zhentian's pair of pale and sharp black eyes were staring at Ye Liang tightly, as if he wanted to see it through.

The half-questioning words were also spread in this silent hall for a long time.

Immediately, he looked at Ye Liang, who was calm and unfazed from beginning to end, and slowly spit out: "Once upon a time, in the name of Liang'er, there were many people who came to take refuge in this king. Among them, there is falsehood, and naturally there is sincerity. ”

"However, even if you are sincere, there has never been a person who is as loyal to Liang'er as you is from the heart to the bone, and even if you die, you don't say 'other demands', it's like..."

Jun Zhentian's eyes were full of wisps of waves, and he said: "For you, don't seek fame and fortune, don't seek anything else, it's just that you just want to follow Liang'er's footsteps and die the same." ”

"But is there really such a 'simple' person in the world who can be so faithful to a man who only exists in rumors and has not even seen with his own eyes, to the point of being faithful to the point of disregarding everything he has, including life and death?"

Asking this, he looked at Ye Liang, his tone was calm, and there was endless coercion, and said, "Do you think, maybe, will there be?"

"Or rather, you... Could it be?"

Everyone in the world only knows that Jun Zhentian has a domineering temperament, but they don't know that while he is violent and arrogant, his intelligence is not weak at all, his heart is as careful as dust, and he can't rub a grain of sand in his eyes.

In the past, those who came to him were more to meet the master, to show their ambitions, or to get better resources, to improve themselves, all of them had their own selfishness.

At this moment, Ye Liang and others suddenly came, who seemed to have no selfishness, no other request, and only followed the footsteps of the emperor (the statement was a bit messy), he would naturally be suspicious.

Facing Jun Zhentian's contemplative words, Ye Liang finally spit out two words: "Old man." ”

These two simple words made the faces of Feng Yusheng, Wu Hu and others change sharply: The old man, the old man of the emperor?

However, just when they were frightened, Jun Zhentian couldn't help but laugh aloud and said, "Haha, although this king has been guarding for many years, I still know a little about Liang'er's old people. ”

"But..."

He smiled and his eyes condensed slightly, and said, "I have never heard that Liang'er has an old man with the same name and surname!"

After all, the same name and surname are too conspicuous, even if he doesn't want to know, it is difficult to estimate.

Facing Jun Zhentian's questioning words, Ye Liang stared at Jun Zhentian with deep eyes, and said, "What I said is that I am the old man of King Jiujiang. ”

This sentence also means that after everyone present was subconsciously stunned, they all thought that Ye Liang was talking nonsense.

After all, if Ye Liang was the old man of the King of Jiujiang, he would have said it a long time ago, and there would be no follow-up series of temptations.

What's more, if it was an old man, how could the King of Jiujiang not recognize it at all, causing such a trouble?

But they didn't expect that the names of some old people could not be said in public and could not be despised for them.

"Although the prince has a heart for talent, he also admires your Excellency."

The general of the Heaven-Shaking Army had a slightly gloomy face, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Ye Liang's outrageousness: "But if Your Excellency uses this as a proud capital, he talks nonsense and climbs relationships." ”

"That..."

The long knife on his waist was slightly unsheathed, and the cold light was slightly revealed: "Don't blame me for being polite." ”

"Morning Singing. ”

Jun Zhentian's eyes stared at Ye Liang's somewhat familiar gaze, and he waved his hand and said, "Stand down." ”

"Yes. ”

Although Li Chenming was dissatisfied, he still listened to Jun Zhentian's words after all and stepped aside.

As Li Chenming stepped aside, Jun Zhentian stared at Ye Liang for a long time, and finally slowly said, "You all retreat for the time being." ”

"No. ”

"By the way, take these people to the side hall to rest for the time being. ”

Jun Zhentian turned around slowly, walked back to the place, continued to look up at the thing covered by the red cloth, and said, "I have something to talk to Ye Liang, no one should disturb me." ”

"No!"

With Jun Zhentian's words, those soldiers also responded one after another, then turned around and took Feng Yusheng and the others, who were under Ye Liang's nod, out of the main hall and towards the side hall.

After everyone in the hall left, Jun Zhentian turned his back to Ye Liang, and stood with his hands in his hands: "Say, who are you, and what do you have to do with me and Liang'er." ”

Call...

Exhaled heavily in his heart, Ye Liang slowly took a few steps forward, he suddenly knelt down on one knee, and shouted respectfully to Jun Zhentian: "Unfilial nephew Ye Xiaowu, meet Uncle Mingjun." ”

Boom...

This sentence is not heavy and light, but it can be heard by the always domineering and awe-inspiring, proud figure, subconsciously it is a shock.

Immediately, Jun Zhentian slowly turned around, and on his fierce cheeks, there were a few waves of excitement, and he said to Ye Liang in a trembling voice: "You just now..."

"Say what!?"

"Unfilial nephew Ye Xiaowu, meet Uncle Mingjun. Ye Liang raised his head and stared at Jun Zhentian and repeated.

"You... You're Little Five!?"

Jun Zhentian's pale eyes trembled slightly, as if he was a little incredulous.

"I'm Xiao Wu, Ye Xiao Wu of the Ye family. Ye Liang said.

"No... No way!"

Jun Zhentian shook his head and muttered: "Everyone in the world says that Xiao Wu is dead, and the body is in the Qing Emperor Palace, you can't be Xiao Wu." ”

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly froze, and a wave of domineering intent poured out, and he shouted: "Say, who are you!? Why do you want to pretend to be Xiao Wu, what do you want!?"

Clang!

Facing Jun Zhentian's question, Ye Liang waved his sleeve robe violently, and a streamer of light wrapped in vertical and horizontal sword intent shot out, obliquely inserting it into the ground of the black jade slab.

The tip of the sword sinks into the ground, splashing a lot of rubble.

When the streamer dissipated, the figure of the Nabi River Sword was completely revealed.

Immediately, Ye Liang's eyes fell lightly on the sword body of the Nabihe sword, and asked, "Uncle Mingjun, do you still know this sword?"

"It's... The Sword of the River?"

Jun Zhentian was slightly stunned.

"Yes, this is the River Sword. Ye Liang nodded.

The Bihe sword was used by Liang'er during his lifetime, could it be that he was really Liang'er? But how could this be?

His heart was turbulent, Jun Zhentian looked at Ye Liang, who seemed to have a temperament that was indeed somewhat similar to his nephew, and pretended to say coldly: "With just a sword, you want to pretend to be Liang'er?"

"Yaozhi, she underestimated me too much. ”

Obviously, he was testing whether Ye Liang was the person sent by Yao Zhi, in his opinion, only Yao Zhi could have the ability to take the Bihe Sword to disguise Ye Liang.

"It seems that my uncle has not changed. ”

muttered slightly in his heart, and the corners of Ye Liang's mouth showed a trace of bitterness of self-blame: "I'm still worried about things and people, my uncle is no longer the uncle I was back then, it seems that I am too worried after all." ”

Indeed, at the beginning, he was a little uneasy and worried, because he was not sure that a hundred years had passed, and Jun Zhentian was still the same as before.

Therefore, when he learned that Jun Zhentian had set up a statue of him in Jiujiang City, and blatantly made people kowtow and respect Ye Liang, he deliberately said that he admired Ye Liang and wanted to get close to Jun Zhentian.

Take the opportunity to see if Jun Zhentian is the same as before.

By the way, it can also be understood whether Jun Zhentian is sincere in doing this, or is it just Jun Zhentian's plan to cooperate with Yao Zhi and trap Ye Liang's so-called 'remnants'.

If it is the former, then he will recognize an uncle, and he will also have an important helper for him to act in the future, but if it is the latter, it may be a little difficult to retreat.

It can be said that Ye Liang carried out this time, a big gamble, it is good to win, if he loses, then there is a danger of losing the whole game.

Thinking of this, Ye Liang's white cheeks were replaced by wisps of smile: Fortunately, I won the bet.

In fact, in life, it is impossible to predict everything and control it completely, and there are always some people or things that you want to get, which cannot predict the result, let alone control it.

The only thing you can do is to try to give it a go and get results.

This is the case with Ye Liang now, although he is not sure of the result, but if he doesn't bet once, he may regret it for life, so he chose to bet this time after all.

Of course, he didn't think about how to retreat if it was a game set up by Jun Zhentian and Yao Zhi.

It's just that, after thinking about it, the only thing that can save his life may be that he is the grandson of Bai Luoshui's disciple and Ye Liang's disciple, so he can argue a little and protect himself by retreating.

However, on the territory of others, whether this powerless word can survive is still two words.

Therefore, this time, Ye Liang is a big gamble to gamble on the king with his life.

At this moment, Jun Zhentian saw Ye Liang's strange appearance of being bitter for a while, and showing a relieved smile for a while, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "Don't you, think you're pretending to be stupid..."

"This king won't kill you, will he?"

"If I'm stupid, in addition to my father, mother, and master, Uncle Mingjun must also be a person who is quite anxious, how can he kill Xiao Wu. ”

With a smile, Ye Liang looked at Jun Zhentian, whose frowning face was slightly gloomy, and his eyes gradually turned into golden lines, and then he slowly pulled open the shirt on his chest.

Roar!

The next moment, the golden dragon pattern appeared on his chest, the golden light overflowed, the dragon pattern swirled like a living thing, and an ancient dragon chant rang out slowly, shocking into the ears of the king of Jiujiang!

"It's... It's..."

Jun Zhentian saw that on Ye Liang's chest, it seemed that he could compete with the stars of the sky with the golden dragon pattern, and the burly body was shocked, and said in a trembling voice: "This is the Nine Turns Golden Technique!!

(End of chapter)