"Half of the map of the Han King's relics is in Fang Dayuan's hands, and the other half is in Chen Xianrong's hands. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoNow that Chen Xianrong is dead, I am afraid that all the maps will have to be mastered by Fang Dayuan. Zhao Yide pinched his beard and said proudly.

"This Chen Xianrong and Chen Youliang have the same surname, could it be that Chen Xianrong is a descendant of the Han Dynasty, since this is the case, Fang Dayuan must not occupy the righteousness, we can ask Fang Dayuan to hand over the map in the name of avenging Chen Xianrong. "One person thinks about it and thinks that his method is very good.

And the rest of the people also echoed it. Their reasoning is also tenable, after all, this map is not you, Fang Dayuan, why do you occupy it?

Only Zhao Yide glanced at the man with some contempt, "You are mistaken, Chen Xianrong and Chen Youliang have nothing to do with each other, they just happen to have the same surname." Chen Youliang's real descendant is the saint Xie Chaoyu, and her reputation is right. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Everyone was a little puzzled? This Chen Xianrong is not Chen Youliang's descendant? Why did he pull the saint in again?

Chen Youliang's original surname was Xie, but his grandfather joined the Chen family, so he changed his surname to Chen. In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the Ming emperor, his son Chen Li changed his illegitimate son back to the surname Xie. Therefore, the branch of the saint is the descendant of the Han Dynasty. Zhao Yide continued to explain.

Everyone suddenly realized that Chen Xianrong was the one who inserted a lever, and the idea of using his fame to suppress people must have failed.

"I said, what do you want to do all that mess, there are so many of us, put pressure on Fang Dayuan together, if he is willing to hand over the map, he will naturally be very happy. If he doesn't pay, he is not afraid of his hard mouth, he is not afraid of death, can he not care about the lives of his son and his subordinates?" Just when everyone felt a little disappointed, Zhao Yide said with some displeasure.

"It's extreme, it's the extreme, it's the wrong thing I'm thinking. This ginger is still old and spicy, and today's news of the Han King's relics is provided by Zhao Jingzhu, if the treasure house is discovered, you should take half of it. The altar master of Shu Di laughed and said to Zhao Yide.

"Don't you dare, the little old man only takes one hundred and one, it's too much, I can't afford my blessed life. Zhao Yide shook his head, his own family knows his own affairs, he has no power, don't look at what these people say, if he really wants to be in front of the treasure, he will definitely be the first to kill himself.

"Zhao Jing is the master of high righteousness. As soon as the rest of the people heard this, they knew that Zhao Yide was interested, so they arched their hands at him and said in admiration. Anyway, if you say two good words, you won't lose a piece of meat, and they will naturally not be stingy.

And although Zhao Yide looked like he didn't dare to be, he sneered in his heart, what bullshit and high righteousness, I didn't say it because I was interested.

In the following time, everyone had nothing to talk about, and they left with strange thoughts. Zhao Yide's words have already stirred up waves in their hearts, and they can no longer be calm.

The relics of the Han king, the relics of the Han king!

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In the courtyard of the Fang family's house, perhaps because of the age, a thick layer of moss formed in the corner of the wall. Recently, the weather has become colder, and the moss is a little red.

The winter sun shines through the carved windows and into the house. Fang Dayuan solemnly put on a blue robe, and the corners of the clothes were embroidered with gold threads, and the patterns were complex and beautiful. On its chest, a lotus flower is also embroidered with gold thread.

After he put on his robe, he picked up another jade belt and tied it around his waist. His movements were very serious, almost harsh, and even a single white hair that fell off his shoulder was taken away.

"Sir, the people are coming. At this time, Ah Cai came in from outside the door, his voice was a little low and a little sad.

"It was early. Fang Dayuan laughed, looking very relaxed. But judging by the wrinkles that grew on his forehead, he was not at all easy.

"Master, I don't know if I should say something?" Ah Cai hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"In that case, it shouldn't be said. Fang Dayuan glanced at Ah Cai deeply, Ah Cai lowered his head and stopped talking. In fact, there are some words that can be guessed without saying it, which is nothing more than leaving with the Holy Maiden, and then living in seclusion and no longer in contact with the people of the White Lotus Sect.

This is undoubtedly the best way to save his life, but Fang Dayuan can't do such a thing, he promised Xie Chaoyu's parents back then that he would definitely take him to restart the Han Dynasty's relics and overthrow the Zhu Dynasty.

If he leaves, even if the relics of the Han King are opened, he will not be able to raise troops. After all, the power of the White Lotus Sect is too huge, not only do they have branches everywhere, but there are even some other sects that are inextricably linked to the White Lotus Sect. These people may not be able to help you get things done, but it's easy to do things badly for you.

He had already made up his mind and decided to sacrifice his life to appease the anger of the rest of the White Lotus Sect. As for the rest of the matter, it can only be left to Xie Chaoyu to do it himself. Only in this way can the impact of things be minimized.

Fang Dayuan walked in front, his steps were huge, and he didn't mean to be afraid at all. It was just a death, and he had already forgotten it from the moment he entered the White Lotus Sect.

The only thing I'm sorry for is Fang Hong's child. He lost his mother when he was young, and if he died, he would have to go alone in the future. He poured most of his energy into Chaoyu's body, and he could give Fang Hong too little and too little.

"Uncle Dayuan. Fang Dayuan had just walked to the entrance of the courtyard, and Xie Chaoyu walked out from the side. Xie Chaoyu was wearing a white robe, and the skirts of the clothes were extremely numerous, like an upside-down lotus flower. The "thousand faces" on her face have been removed, and she is as beautiful as a goddess.

"Let's go, the road ahead, go well. Fang Dayuan smiled and continued to walk forward. When he said this, he didn't care very much, but Xie Chaoyu felt a pain in his heart, which was almost like confessing his last words.

"Uncle Dayuan, I won't let you die, you saved my life eighteen years ago, and now it's time to return it to you. Xie Chaoyu looked at Fang Dayuan's back, and there was a hint of firmness on his face.

"It's finally here, but it's waiting for me to die, these old things, it's too slow. Fang Hong, who was in the Golden Jade Building, suddenly put down the poison in his hand, and the scene of the Fang family's mansion was reflected in his eyes, and he couldn't help muttering.

He had been in Jinling City for more than a month, and he was a little impatient, it took so long for these White Lotus Sect masters to come together.

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