"Brother Chu, the matter here, just leave it to the younger brother to handle it next."

Chu Ci didn't say anything, from the moment Luo Zhiyu appeared, the nature of this matter changed.

He, Chu Jiuge, will no longer be the protagonist in this scene, and if he doesn't do his own thing, Chu Ci will naturally not care about it more.

With a light step, the "Yunzhuang Dream Butterfly" rose, and the next moment the figure appeared on the top of the side hall, and Xiaobai also jumped up, and the soldiers of the Cloud Kingdom did not stop Chu Ci at all.

Luo Zhiyu stepped forward on the horse, reined in the reins of the horse, and looked at Wei Xian, the cloud king on the Shenglong platform, with disdain in his eyes.

"Lao Tzu Qingguo Xiang Bangluo's jade."

As soon as this identity lit up, the ministers of the Yun Court all recalled the letter of war from the Qingguo envoy not long ago, and even remembered the Qingguo minister's oracle from the Qingguo envoy: Dogs, wash your neck and wait for death.

"Hundreds of miles to the clouds!"

"Lone trusts you so much, but you betray Lone! How safe is your heart?! ”

Seeing that the army did not obey his royal orders at all and was backstabbed by his most trusted courtier, Wei Xian's eyes were full of impotent rage, and he glared at the heroic man in armor.

"If you have no way, the sky should cut it down."

"I have a hundred miles to the clouds, but it is just the way of heaven and the people."

After that, Baili Tongyun turned over and dismounted, and bowed down to the Confucian man in the middle, who was over thirty years old, this person was Wei Yang, the eldest son of the former king of Yunguo.

When the Ying Kingdom destroyed the clouds, he fled with Wei Xian.

Originally, Yunting was rebuilt, and Sun Qi and others welcomed Wei Yang, the eldest son of the first king, but only Wei Xian appeared in Xindu City in the end, and Sun Qi and others said from Wei Xian's mouth that Wei Yang had been ordered to be killed halfway by the Ying army.

At that time, the world was in turmoil, and Yun Ting was in a hurry to set up a new king, so Sun Qi and others did not investigate too much, anyway, they were all the sons of the first king, who was not established, plus Wei Xian at that time was humble and respectful, even if he respected Wei Xian as the new cloud king.

"Minister, a hundred miles through the clouds, meet the king, the king will be ten thousand years."

Whoa...

With the worship of the clouds for hundreds of miles, the 70,000 troops who entered the palace were also kneeling on the ground with halberds.

"Ten thousand years of the king!"

Yun Chen, who was a little confused because of Wei Yang's appearance, secretly smacked his tongue when he saw this, and lowered his head one after another, you look at me, I look at Ling, and finally their eyes fell on Sun Qi.

"Meet the king, ten thousand years of the king!"

Sun Qi made up his mind in his heart to pay homage to Wei Yang, and the other Yunchens, whether they were willing or unwilling, saw that Sun Qi approved of it, and they all knelt down to worship.

This worship, Yun Ting is a foregone conclusion.

Since the military and political ministers of the Yun State have all recommended Dai Wei Yang as the king, the so-called Yun King Wei Xian on the Shenglong Platform is a naked clown.

"Seventh brother, you can't imagine that I'm still alive."

Wei Yang looked at Wei Xian, with hatred in his eyes.

When the Yun Ting was re-established, he Wei Yang did not encounter any interception and killing by the Ying army, but was plotted by Wei Xian, who returned to the capital with him, halfway, if he hadn't been rescued by the Qing army at the last moment, he would have turned into a wandering ghost by now.

During this time, he has been hiding in Qingguo to recuperate, also to wait for the variables of Yunguo.

"You, you..."

Wei Xian's eyes were split, and he raised his hand to point at these military ministers who had surrendered to him yesterday, but now they are all worshipping others one after another, and they are angry and angry, and a mouthful of blood spurts out.

"Wei Xian, the seventh son of the first king, committed the crime of usurping the throne and should be killed."

Wei Yang sat on the horse, indifferently looking at his seventh brother on the Shenglong platform, and the sound of slaughter sounded faintly.

It was also this sentence that determined Wei Xian's fate.

The army of 70,000 swarmed up, and buried Wei Xian on the Shenglong platform in the sea of people in an instant, you have a knife, I have a halberd, there were a few howls of pain at the beginning, and then there was no sound, only the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood.

At the top of the side hall, Chu Ci quietly watched this scene, and his expression could not ripple at all for Wei Xian, who was killed by ten thousand people.

Descendant Zeng Yun: If you don't do it, you won't die.

If this Wei Xian can be his cloud king well, even if he ascends to the throne through calculation, but the wood is already in the boat, this Wei Yang can't do anything with him.

It's a pity that this guy lacks a root in his brain.

An hour later.

Changxin Street, the most prosperous street in Xindu City, is a red jade building standing by the water.

At the top of the pavilion, the exclusive terrace room of the distinguished SVIP.

"This is the teahouse you are talking about?"

Chu Ci looked at Luo Zhiyu, who was sitting opposite, with a beautiful Ji on the left and right beating his shoulders and pinching his legs.

This kid hasn't seen him for a few years, and he doesn't know if he can't see the others, but this pleasure has really grown.

"Isn't Brother Chu drinking tea now?"

"It's just a little more expensive."

Luo Zhiyu grinned.

Chu Ci didn't answer, after all, in the teahouse of the previous life, if you go in, you have to start at 380 for a small cup and at least 800 for a large cup, and you have to spend the same amount of money to refill the cup.

In comparison, the tea in this red jade building is quite cheap.

"Besides, Brother Chu has made a fortune this time, it is a full two and a half million gold, which is richer than my entire Luo family, do you still care about this tea money?"

Originally, Wei Yang wanted to entertain Chu Ci with a state banquet and apologize to Chu Ci on behalf of Yun Guo, but this trip was also to show other countries.

However, he was rejected by Chu Ci, and he was not interested in eating and drinking.

As for the two million gold, it was the down payment given to Wei Xian by Yun Zhongjun, and Wei Yang transferred all the two million gold to Chu Ci, and squeezed out 500,000 gold from the treasury of Yun Guo to express Yun Guo's apology to Chu Ci.

For this kind of money given for free, don't want it in vain, Chu Ci naturally won't refuse, but the number of 250 is a bit scolding.

"Xiaobai, come, Brother Luo will give you a gift."

Luo Zhiyu said goodbye to Mei Ji beside her, smiled and came to Xiaobai, who was squatting on the ground to play with a golden chipmunk, and mysteriously took out a box from her arms.

Xiao Bai was attracted by Luo Zhiyu's mysterious appearance, and his eyes were attracted by this exquisite box.

"Bell bell...!"

Luo Zhiyu opened the box, and there was a sleeping snow-white brocade mouse lying inside, and the two mouse ears were slightly fanned.

The little white eyes were happy.

┗|'O′|┛嗷~~!

took the brocade mouse in one bite, and the golden chipmunk on the ground was suddenly beaten into the cold palace.

"Son of Qingya, what the hell is going on."

Chu Ci glanced at Luo Zhiyu, and his voice was a little dignified.

Originally, Chu Ci sent Tang 13 to Qingguo to find Luo Zhiyu.

However, the world has changed, Chu Ci can't wait for Tang Thirteen to return, and now Tang Thirteen may not be able to find him, and for now, that kid is estimated to have encountered something and has not succeeded in reaching Qingguo.

"What do you do for yourself, ask me what I do?"

Luo Zhiyu pursed his lips at Chu Ci, got up and returned to the tea case and sat down.

"Chu'er is your child, there will be nothing wrong with that."

Chu'er.

Hearing the name of this child, Chu Ci felt a sigh in his heart.

When I really learned that I did have a child, although I had already made preparations, my heart was still full of unspeakable meaning, and I couldn't tell whether I was happy or melancholy.

"By the way, the Queen Mother has been looking for you for months, have you ever seen her?"

After Luo Zhiyu finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"The Queen Mother is Qingya."

Chu Ci's brows also furrowed.

Looking for me?!

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On the border between Anguo and Fengguo, it is a land of water towns, and the water mist is shrouded.

"Drive...! Drive...! ”

The sound of horses was hurried, and a carriage was running wildly on this muddy path, the fog was getting deeper and farther away, and the sound of the wind was constantly blowing behind them, and dozens of huge monsters were either running on the ground or flying in mid-air, biting like vicious dogs in the rear.

On the branch of a big tree next to the country road, a five-foot brocade dress is small, ascending to the immortal tower and falling stars, and a pair of eyes are playfully looking at the bumpy carriage forward.

"There is an order from the king, to live."

"Whoa."

Voices came from the darkness around them.

"Fluttershy, come and grab the reins."

The groom in the car said in a silent voice, and out of the carriage came a young girl, took the reins, and held on to them firmly.

The groom stood up, picked up his sword, and saluted towards the carriage.

"General Zhao, this way, there is a lot of work."

Qingya's voice came from inside this carriage.

"The Queen Mother is safe, and the country is green for ten thousand years."

As soon as he said that, this General Zhao stepped forward, his sword light shining like a flower, and without hesitation, he faced the monster that pounced like a vicious dog behind him.

"Hmph, ants."

The starfall standing on the branches is about to strike.

"Huangquan, Lethe, Naihe, Wangxiang."

"Three lives forget the soul, and the wind slashes five times."

Five sharp sword qi slashed through the dense fog, and instantly landed on the group of monsters that pounced on the carriage like vicious dogs.

In an instant, there was a terrible roar, and General Zhao, who was surrounded by monsters, took this opportunity to take a breath and hurriedly retreated.

Sigh...!

The horse neighed.

When the fog cleared partly, four figures could be seen on the top of the carriage.

Judge Meng Po, bull head and horse face.

This place is the plum blossom dock, where the palace of the king of Hades is located.

There are too few monthly passes, and it's almost the end of the month, so brothers can get together and rush for a thousand votes

(End of chapter)