Either way, that bloody battle is a thing of the past. The pain remained, the blood and tears remained, but more often than not, there was hope.

According to the information that Jira has collected in recent days, the current Zong Haoguo has entered the prelude to the storm. Although the propaganda team of the official family has made a lot of noise in recent days, repeatedly claiming that the accident that happened at the altar a week ago was the conspiracy of some saboteurs with ulterior motives, another version of the same story has been circulated: the prince who has been missing for a long time suddenly appears, snatches the crystal coffin of the queen mother, and fights the evil guardians in an unprecedented battle!

The mind that has been blinded for a long time gradually regains the ability to think, and people begin to look at the current peaceful and prosperous world with different eyes. It was under the burning of those different eyes that the divine aura that the great Jiang Ping brothers had created for themselves slowly began to fade. Just as the impartial Mr. Gongsun is best at, people can't help but ask: Is the republic floating above the brilliant shadow a grand blueprint drawn painstakingly, or is it a mirror fantasy piled up with countless lies? Is that great man of a generation who claims to be a brother of the people a servant of all the people who has the world in mind, or is it a cunning puppet who is hypocritical and pretentious?

Against this backdrop, the preaching groups that were in flux were the first to encounter trouble. Their verbal skills are being put to the test, as they meet an audience that is eager to ask questions that they have not prepared for in their presentations. Whether it was Mr. Shangguan or Mr. Zaifu, they all became stammered under those sharp and unreasonable questions, and had to announce the end of the performance in advance in a sweat.

After receiving no positive answers to his questions, Shunmin began to transform into thugs. As a result, the trouble of the great Jiang Ping brothers and his hood team also came up. In the space of a week, a series of skirmishes erupted in towns and cities across the country. The bureaucracy, supported by the giant pillars of the red wall, collapsed in the shaking, and the arrogant lackeys in gray uniforms began to shiver under the counters amid shouting and swearing.

Mr. Zhu Lai is right, although Qi Lang's plan came in a hurry and lacked details, it was more direct and powerful. It seems that it will not be long before the real confrontation will begin, and at that time, the great Jiang Ping brother will be in real trouble.

However, before that time really comes, I hope that the most important task for the legion at the moment is to recuperate from injuries, adjust their mentality, and grow stronger as soon as possible. They still need to wait patiently, wait for healing, wait for the full moon night in early autumn to come.

The map that Mr. Zhu Lai left to Qi Lang was not because of his whim, but because there was an important secret in this Xiangshui Lake. It was a miracle created by Qi Lang's grandfather, Mr. Luo Wu, and even Zhu Lai himself couldn't tell the specific mystery, Mr. Luo Wu only explained the inside story to Song Xiaoqian, that is, Dong Hong's mother, Dong Damiang, it is said that it has great benefits for improving combat effectiveness, and on the other hand, it is also another way to save the world's biggest crisis.

Of course, Zhu Lai had pestered his eldest sister Xiaoqian for a long time, and although his charm was still unparalleled in the world, it was no longer enough to charm the blind old woman. She refused to reveal a single cent of this, and in Aunt Dong's own words, her relevant memories were blocked by a kind of magic, and only when that date really came, the seal of memory would be unlocked.

For Sister Xiaoqian's excuse-like response, Zhu Lai was angry for several days. However, he himself knew that this secret was very important, especially since he seemed to see the scruples of Sister Xiaoqian, so he no longer used his extraordinary charm, so as not to make waves again in the ancient well that had been silent for many years, and it would be difficult for him to stop it at that time. Anyway, there is only one month left, just wait patiently.

During this period of time, Qi Lang was inseparable from Mr. Zhu Lai almost every day, in addition to asking him for some methods of cultivating cultivators, and forcing him to tell some of his past deeds of Li'er and Brother Fu. That's not because Qi Lang's memories are just a flash in the pan, on the contrary, all his memories have come back, and every detail is remembered clearly, but for his biological parents, the time he spent with him is still too short, and even the scattered days add up, about two or three years. To Qi Lang, they were almost like kind strangers.

Zhu Lai was very happy to make up for Qi Lang's shortcomings. He knows everything, and he says everything. However, his relevant statements are obviously too subjective, especially when talking about the union between Li'er and the king, Qi Lang can clearly see the vinegar on his face every time, it seems that he has not completely come out of the shadow of broken love. In order to avoid irritating the free and easy big star more, Qi Lang even covered his mouth to talk to him a few times, because Mr. Zhu Lai would always use this to attack his dear father's appearance.

Qi Lang may not have realized that in the past period, Mr. Zhu Lai had occupied most of his life, and another person had been left out because of it, and that person was Joanna, who had fought all the way with him. And this matter was also mentioned by Mr. Zhu Lai, because he really couldn't see it.

In the evening of this day, when Qi Lang and Zhu Lai sat at the dining table of Aunt Dong's house together, Zhu Lai asked as if inadvertently: "How is Qiaoqiao?"

"She? she should have been well. Qi Lang didn't notice the essence of Mr. Zhu Lai's problem, but patted Dong Hong's shoulder, "Your chest injury is okay, right? ”

Aunt Dong and Qingguo shook their heads in unison. Zhu Lai smiled: "It turns out that your personality is not quite the same as your father, and he knows how to hurt people better than you." ”

Qi Lang looked over helplessly: "I'm asking you, don't always look for opportunities to attack your brother Fu, okay?"

"I admired him. Zhu Lai sighed and said, "But don't you think you seem to be ignoring Qiaoqiao too much?"

"I don't think it's ......" Qi Lang replied nonchalantly, and was about to stretch out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of stew, but was knocked down by Qingguo with a dissatisfied. Little Jila was amused and laughed in Aunt Dong's arms.

Qi Lang scratched his head inexplicably: "What's wrong with you? I have visited her, she is fine, she is not sick or sick, she is full of vitality, and she resumed training two days ago." ”

"She's pretending......" Qingguo gave him a blank look, but didn't continue.

"That can't be. Qi Lang frowned and thought about it carefully, "You should remember, she broke a little skin on her fingers that time, and she yelled for two or three days." If her injuries weren't healed, how could she let go of that kid Lu Huan?"

"Looks like I'm overestimating your intelligence. Zhu Lai poured himself a glass of fruit wine, tilted his neck and poured it down, "Especially when it comes to women, you are simply an idiot." ”

Qi Lang squinted at Zhu Lai, and wanted to argue for himself, but he felt that what he said made sense, so he put down his chopsticks as if admitting defeat: "Okay, I'm really an idiot in that regard." Is there anything you have to teach me, a lover of the masses?"

"Do you still know how to ask for advice? That means you can still be saved. Zhu Lai wiped the beard on his lips, "You know Qiaoqiao's feelings for you, right?"

Qi Lang tilted his mouth a little distressedly: "Yes." But it was her wishful thinking - don't laugh, Qingguo, I was passive that time - I mean, I did not dislike her, but that didn't mean anything, I wasn't her boyfriend. ”

Zhu Lai leaned his entire upper body on the table and looked carefully at Qi Lang's eyes: "Can you accurately distinguish between friendship and love? Then you are quite remarkable, I often confuse them." ”

Under Zhu Lai's gaze, Qi Lang flinched a little: "Uh...... I should be able to...... I guess so. Of course, there are times when I feel comfortable with her...... But sometimes it is also a headache. ”

"Oh yes. Zhu Lai raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly, "You go on." ”

"Uh...... That's it, nothing else......" The headache really came in, making Qi Lang himself a little confused, "Of course...... Maybe...... Well, I'll admit, I have some crush on her now, but I can't figure it out either......"

"Uh-huh. Zhu Lai still smiled so enlighteningly," you continued. ”

Qi Lang turned his gaze for help to Dong Hong, but the subordinate looked like he was not saving him, he completely lowered his head, and competed with the remaining half bowl of rice on his own. So he sighed bitterly and said, "I'm avoiding her." Because I couldn't express exactly what was going on in my mind, it was a mess, so I thought the best thing to do was to let it just mess up. ”

"You're very irresponsible!" Qingguo finally couldn't help but interject, "If you want to be good with her or not, you should express it to her, even if you can't make a decision, you should let her know." You see, she's almost dead and will almost never know the answer in your heart, and that's the answer she cares about the most!"

"I'm sorry, I really ignored it. Qi Lang was shocked by this sentence and broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly turned his gaze to Zhu Lai for help, "What do you say I should do?"

"Oh......" Zhu Lai poured himself another glass of fruit wine, "you continued. ”

"I've said enough. Qi Lang angrily pressed Zhu Lai's arm down, "I need your advice now!"

"That's my advice. Zhu Lai was still smiling faintly, "continued. But not to us, to Jojo. Life is short, and there are some things that can't wait, so you must say it. ”