"Tonight, no one came."

Luo Zhiyu muttered.

Suddenly, I woke up from this moment of confusion.

"What am I talking about?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I going to do?"

Stunned for a moment, Luo Zhiyu looked at the sword in his hand.

"How did I draw my sword?"

After being silent for a moment, Luo Zhiyu remembered why he had come to Chu Ci.

"Alas, I've been too busy lately, and I've started to lose my memory indirectly."

Luo Zhiyu put away his sword and glanced at the silent courtyard.

"Even Xiaobai is not here, I should have gone to Danlou."

Luo Zhiyu yawned with two dark circles under his eyes, but he didn't leave, but came to the plane tree, leaned against the tree and fell asleep directly.

…………………

Lieyang City, Suzaku Street.

The night is over.

Walking on this street with a conscience, the day is prosperous, and it is already lonely at this time.

The bleak autumn wind is sassy.

"Senior sister, I'm about to find him."

"How long will you have to look for your heavenly son?"

Wenxin looked at the 100-meter Babel Tower standing on the side of the Lieyang Palace, and at the top of the tower, there seemed to be a gaze opposite to it.

Gaze back.

Footsteps, slightly stopped.

"Ugh..."

Outside the abbot of the heart of inquiry, there is a person in official uniform.

Behind the man in the official uniform, there was one person standing on the left and one on the left.

The man on the left, of medium height, has a childish face, strokes his beard and smiles.

The man on the right, burly, with his hair and beard as if they had exploded, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and in front of the street, a large knife with a copper ring high was carried on his shoulder.

"The ageless naughty boy Miao Yunhe, the waves are angry and Song is thundering."

"Of the seven elders of the Iron Clothes Pavilion, the two strongest came at one time, and they are really a little good."

Miao Yunhe, who had a childish face, smiled.

"The conscience of the Taoist chief praised it falsely, the old man just admired the Taoist chief, so he came with him to appreciate the demeanor of the next Taoist chief."

Song Jinglei looked at this question coldly and snorted.

The copper-ringed broadsword he carried on his shoulder was as its name suggested: Thunder.

It is rumored that when Song Jinglei broke through the extreme path, he once slashed the thunder with a knife, and the sound of the sword qi roared half of the city.

"In Xia Li Wei, the history of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I have seen the chief of the Taoist Question."

"Disturb the Taoist in the middle of the night, and look at Haihan, my family is invited."

The middle-aged man in an official uniform in the middle looked neither humble nor arrogant.

His name is Li Wei, and he is the long history of the prime minister's mansion in the current dynasty, and he is also the chief manager of the Iron Clothes Pavilion.

"Xiangye?"

"Huh."

A sneer.

Da Ying's prime minister, only the head of the Legalist family, Li Quan, is the founder of the Iron Clothes Pavilion.

"What if you don't go to the trail?"

As soon as the words came out, Miao Yunhe and Song Jinglei's eyes changed in an instant.

That posture is to forcibly tie people up.

"Just kidding, you don't have to be so serious."

The corners of the mouth are frivolous.

"Let's go, since Xiangye wants to see Xiaodao, it's not good to let Xiangye wait for a long time."

"Dao Chief, please."

Li Wei clapped his hands, and the luxurious carriage that had been prepared slowly drove away.

After the conscience left in the Xiangfu carriage, a few figures hidden in the shadows quickly withdrew.

"Immediately inform Wu Lingjun and enter the Prime Minister's Mansion with a conscience."

……………………

The next day, thunder and lightning flashed, and heavy rain was heavy.

At the end of autumn, the temperature plummets rapidly, and it is already cold in early winter.

Chu Ci held a paper umbrella and walked out of the gate of the Lieyang Palace slowly, for Chu Ci and other warlocks dressed in Dengxian Tower, the palace gate guards had long been accustomed to it, and they checked the token as usual and let it go.

Xiaobai obediently followed under the umbrella, the tail of the arrow hidden, wrapped around his waist.

At this time, Chu Ci's face looked a little pale.

This also shows a truth.

Even if a martial arts cultivator of Chu Ci's level is addicted to games, he will be exhausted.

There is a lot of truth in what you say: moderate gaming is beneficial, but indulging in gaming hurts your body. Organize your time wisely and enjoy a healthy life.

Think back to last night.

Regarding Qingya's choice, Chu Ci was not surprised, and he did not have too many emotions.

Everyone has their own life, everyone has their own choice, just as a tree gives birth to ten thousand leaves, and each leaf has its own withering trajectory that turns into dust.

"Xiaobai, go back."

Chu Ci just walked out of the palace gate.

Suddenly, a luxurious carriage driven by two horses arrived.

When the palace gate control army saw the carriage, they were all stunned, and they all stood up straight, not daring to be lazy.

The big shots are coming.

Chu Ci also stopped and retreated slightly to the side.

I saw that from the carriage, there were two people in brocade robes who got out of the carriage front and back.

Nine sons of Hulai, Lang Zhongling Gaoyao.

Lang Zhongling is ranked as the eldest Ying Jiuqing, in charge of the palace forbidden army, and is the direct commander of these palace gate control forces, no wonder these palace gate control troops are so respectful when they see the carriage.

Chu Ci was wearing the mask of the silver elder of the Dengxian Tower, and Xiao Bai was wearing the Dantong Yin Yang Warlock robe.

"Master Gao, I heard that my father was in a very bad mood when he returned from his northern tour, do you know what the reason is?"

As soon as Hu Lai got out of the carriage, he asked.

Gao Yao didn't seem to want to answer.

This kind of question still needs to be asked? Pig brains?

During the first emperor's northern tour, not to mention the defeat of the Black Dragon Army that swept the world under the Shenji City, the alliance of hundreds of old clans won against it, and there was even a grass mustard such as Dameng Township...

Pile by pile, it's strange that the mood can be good.

"Before my father's northern tour, the stunning beauty I dedicated to the palace should still be there, and in front of my father and emperor for a while, can I mention this matter directly? Let my father be happy. ”

Hulai seems to be arrogant, but he is still cautious in pleasing his father.

"Childe doesn't need to mention it, the minister will talk about it."

Gao Yao smiled slightly.

There are things that come out of one's own mouth that are far worse than from the mouths of others.

"Okay, then it's all up to Master Gao."

The two stepped into the palace gate in unison.

However, just as Gao was about to pass by Chu Ci's side, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Master Gao, what's wrong?"

Hu Lai turned to look at Gao Yao, and found that Gao Yao's gaze was focused on a warlock who had ascended the immortal tower by the city gate.

"It's just a warlock in Dengxian Tower, I think it's for my father's alchemy, if Master Gao likes pills, I'll let my father give you a few."

"After all, you are now Lang Zhongling, one of my great nine heroes, and my father will not be stingy with these rewards."

Gao Yao didn't speak, just looked at the man in the silver mask.

Chu Ci lowered his head slightly, and at this moment, the glowing panel in his mind, the column belonging to the "siblings of the most greedy people" and "high and important" flashed brightly.

As long as Chu Ci suddenly broke out and chopped off the hands and feet of the dead eunuch in front of him, this item would be considered to be collected.

With the current distance between each other, and with Chu Ci's current strength, it can be done when the other party is defenseless.

However, after finishing this vote, Chu Ci will most likely have to wander the rivers and lakes.

Gao Yao frowned, turned over, and stared at Chu Ci.

"We, we've seen it."