Zhuge Chen strolled along the path back to the rich merchant's house from the backyard, his mood could not be said to be sad or excited, anyway, he had always been like this, not muddy, but many times even he didn't know what he was thinking or what he was going to do. Many of the small goals in the big goals are too bitter for many people to talk about, but it is better to empty their minds.

Behind the white clothes was a female assassin with a short dagger and followed him all the time. The other party didn't know whether it was persistence or tendons, so he picked up a near death in vain, just escaped, followed him inch by inch, and said stupid things that would kill him as long as he got the opportunity. However, Zhuge Chen was quite generous in this regard, allowing the other party to follow her, and he didn't care.

Turning around, Zhuge Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the female assassin who had taken a step back, a little frightened, and said, "Just hanging behind me, aren't you tired?"

The female assassin shook her head, and then clenched the dagger, as if Zhuge Chen would fight for his life as long as he dared to rush up.

"Look at your posture, are you going to commit suicide or what?" teased the other party, Zhuge Chen continued to walk forward. When he returned to the rich merchant's house, it was almost dawn, and he yawned, and then lay down on the bed, picked up the quilt, and fell asleep. The female assassin lingered by the bed for a long time, still not daring to stab the dagger into Zhuge Chen's chest. After all, by her side, there is always a flying sword around her, eyeing her. She had no doubt that if she really acted on her murderous intentions, the flying sword would pierce her eyebrows in the first place, and she wouldn't even have time to react. At this moment, she knew what her colleague said was difficult in sword cultivation, and where it was difficult. In the past, she still scoffed, always feeling that she was lurking in the shadows, and even sword cultivation could not deal with it easily, but now that she thinks about it, she owes it to her. It's no wonder that those assassins who received the opportunity to assassinate Jian Xiu would sigh for a long time, it turned out that as long as they went alone, eighty percent would be a point of no return. But except for the situation where the prince personally led the team this time, where can ordinary assassins form a group? After all, the lethality of the assassins will always be one plus one is less than two.

Around noon, Zhuge Chen finally woke up, he glanced at the female assassin who was in the corner, trying to keep her eyes open to keep her awake, and said with a smile: "It's hard for you to neither attack me, nor have you been going to sleep for a while." If an assassin can do what you do, not to mention his killing power, he will have a strong heart. It's just a pity, the realm is sparse, the talent is limited, and to be able to enter the destiny of heaven in this life depends on God's appreciation and food, and the big and small blessings are continuous. ”

"What nonsense?!" the female assassin looked at Zhuge Chen and said viciously, but the flying sword hovered beside her, and the power of time was suspended, so that she could only take advantage of her tongue.

Zhuge Chen shrugged his shoulders and stepped forward to get a glass of water from the table to moisten his throat and quench his thirst. But such a simple action still made the female assassin stand by, looking at the other party's nervous appearance, Zhuge Chen couldn't help laughing, and then said: "Don't be so nervous, as if I will do something to you." ”

"You disciple, what can't you do little pervert?" said the female assassin unceremoniously, and then leaned against the wall, curled up even smaller. In fact, as an assassin, there are some things that are more suitable for women to do. The square inch above the beams of the house can easily be spotted by a man with a large physique. Even if the oil lamp is dim in the room, it is not easy to be noticed. But staying on it for a long time will also crush the beams of the house, exposing your position. Presumably, Yun Meng spent money and energy to train these female assassins in order to deal with such a situation.

Unexpectedly, in the relationship between men and women, a gentleman such as he would one day be evaluated as a disciple Zhuge Chen smiled awkwardly, and then said not to be outdone: "Lao Tzu is a Taoist couple, and he really loves each other, and he will never empathize with each other." Anyway, I'm also a sword immortal, and my vision is extremely high, and I can't look down on your posture. Besides, if I really wanted to do something, I would have done it a long time ago, whether it was rape first and then kill or kill first and then rape, whatever I liked. Besides, I've already explained it, I really didn't know that a woman could be an assassin. ”

The female assassin was naturally angry and annoyed when she heard this, even though she was an assassin with a black veil covering her face all the year round, she was also a woman after all. For their own posture, from self-trust. What's more, the female assassin is indeed not as unbearable as Zhuge Chen said, even if it is not as beautiful as Gina's beautiful appearance that even Zhuge Chen swayed after seeing it, but her sassy and heroic posture, as well as her down-and-out generosity when she laughed, also attracted the pursuit of many fellow assassins. Like the knife-wielding man who died in Zhuge Chen's hands, why did he always spend money to buy wine to find her, wasn't it just to say a few more words? When they left the assassin position in the future, the two of them could get married and return to the mountains and forests?

"I'll kill you!" The female assassin, who was not a little stimulated, didn't care about the flying sword in front of her, and rushed straight towards Zhuge Chen. But how can this kind of trick full of loopholes work? With a slight pinch of Bai Yi's wrist, the female assassin fell to her knees because of the severe pain.

"Let you live, I don't know how to be grateful, but you always have to know how to write the word cherish. If you really want to die, I'll give you a ride. It's just that when the time comes, if you fail my kindness, it won't be so easy to die. At this moment, Zhuge Chen, who had a nameless karmic fire rising in his heart, narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Let me think about it...... When the time comes, how about abolishing your realm and selling it to a brothel? It just so happens that I can still make a small profit and use the money to buy alcohol. If you don't want to end up like this, you'd better be honest, it doesn't matter if you're by my side, I'm still suffering from this irritability. ”

After that, Zhuge Chen left the house, and before leaving, he still left the flying sword.

At this moment, in the lobby of the house, the coachman and the rich merchant were eating. Although the wealthy merchants have been confined to this place now, they are still cared for by maids every day, and they can still eat whatever they want. If you don't worry about whether you will die in the house tonight, and your mood is calm, it's actually quite good. Idle rich man, everyone is willing to do. Whether it can be done or not is another question.

"Lao Zhang, you said that you are so rich, and the son has already come again, what are you doing with a sad face all day long? The table in front of the feasting coachman had been made into soup by him, which was also a habit of his. After all, you usually have to eat with people outside, and you don't have so much attention.

The rich merchant raised his head, glanced at the coachman, and said with a sad face, "Old Ma, why don't I want to do this? It's just that my brother is the only relative, and now that he is dead, how can I be happy? In fact, sometimes I envy you, whether you have money or not, let's talk about it, the mentality is really good." ”

"If I didn't know your temper, I would have another old Zhang you to scold me. The coachman laughed, and then said earnestly: "Speaking of which, I am much worse than you, my parents died early, my sister got married, and I was looked down upon by my mother's family." He was beaten day and night, and he fell into the ground before he heard of forty. My younger brother too, there was a famine that year, and it reached the point of cannibalism, and he didn't survive. It's been more than 40 years, and I've always been alone, and it's actually quite good. It's still the same sentence, you can't help but live, don't you. You can also rest assured that since things have happened, they will always pass. How do you say that, what winter and spring...... Forget it, I'm a rough person, I can't say it if I can't say it, anyway, that's what it means, Lao Zhang, you just know it. ”

"Winter has come, will spring be far away? What you want to say, it should be this sentence, right?" Zhuge Chen walked into the middle hall, sat on a chair next to the table, reached out and took a sugar cake, and ate the gruel and pickles.

When the coachman saw that it was Zhuge Chen, he gave a thumbs up and said, "It's still the son who is educated, we just can't compare!"

The three of them chatted while eating, Zhuge Chen and the coachman naturally thought of something and said something, and sometimes laughed. On the other hand, wealthy businessmen sometimes should make peace with each other, and it can be seen that they are still hiding their hearts.

Before the three of them finished eating, they heard the creak of the door opening, and an uninvited guest broke into the house.

Zhuge Chen looked up, and it was the pair of adulterers and adulteresses he saw in the backyard last night. The leader is naturally the prince Wanyan Qingqian, and there are many attendants behind him, looking at that appearance, he should be a disciple of the Ascending Peak Sect.

Wan Yan Qingqian looked at the three of them, with a smile on his face, and found a chair quite familiarly, just next to Zhuge Chen, and sat down face to face with the rich businessman. He glanced at the food on the table, and then said, "They all said that they should eat well at noon, and the three of you will eat this?"

The rich merchant glanced at the other party, a little afraid, and did not dare to speak. And Zhuge Chen didn't care about this, he ate the cake in his mouth, and muttered: "What, these can't work? If you don't have ...... appetite."

Wan Yan Qingqian turned his head and asked Zhuge Chen with a smile: "How is it?, go find the maid to do something again?"

"Bear with it. Zhuge Chen said angrily.

As soon as his words fell, the disciples of the Ascending Peak Sect around him approached step by step, and surrounded him, as if if he gave an order, he would let Bai Yi experience what it was like to have ten thousand swords piercing his heart.

It seems that Wan Yan Qingqian didn't care about the abruptness of the young man next to him, but smiled and waved his hand, signaling those people to retreat: "It is said that heroes have been young since ancient times, so I didn't believe it, but today I saw it." ”

Zhuge Chen smiled, put down the sugar cake in his hand, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the pickles, handed the porridge bowl to Wan Yan Qingqian's side and said, "If you don't see anything outside, can you eat some too?"

Wan Yan Qingqian waved his hand and said, "I'm still okay, I'm not used to eating, but thank you for your kindness." ”

The two talked, testing each other. Wanyan Qingqian wanted to know Zhuge Chen's true identity, whether he was the murderer who killed his subordinates at this moment last night. And Zhuge Chen seemed much more natural, of course, if those disciples of the Ascending Peak Sect really made a move, I am afraid that there would be corpses all over the ground in the middle hall now. It's just that Wanyan Qingqian didn't expect such a situation, so he was still calm at the moment, talking and laughing with Zhuge Chen. As the prince of Yunmeng, his cultivation is naturally very good in ordinary times. Although it was far from the point where Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, even if he was angry, he would not immediately shout anything like a ruffian.

Zhuge Chen glanced at the other party, as if to say that the other party was really uninteresting, and then continued to eat. Ignorance is always a good thing for people, like the coachman, after eating the gruel in his bowl like a storm, burping, slapping the table happily, getting up and leaving. Of course, if he knew that it was the prince who sat at the same table with him, his teeth would have chattered with fright.

Wan Yan Qingqian glanced at the wealthy businessman, and glanced at the layout of the middle hall without a trace, which was a habit he had developed over the years. In the years when his royal brother did not ascend the throne as king, his life was actually precarious. Whoever is invited into the house to eat and drink, when he sits down, he will be frightened, for fear that there are soldiers hidden behind the screen, as long as the two sides talk down, they will rush out and take away his head. Even now, after many years, he still can't get rid of this habit. The so-called engraved in the bones, nothing more than this.

"My subordinate came last night, he should have told you everything on my behalf, how are you thinking about it now? Can you give me an answer?" Even though the news of the death of the knife-wielding man was already clear, Wan Yan Qingqian was still sure that it was not the work of a rich businessman, not only did the other party not have the courage to dare to attack a court assassin, but also did not have the energy. He always thought that the man with the knife should have offended someone who should not be offended, and died in a deep mountain and old forest. Death is death, and the life of a subordinate has never been taken into account by him. There are hundreds of assassins in the imperial court, and he can directly govern the smaller half, and this one is dead and replaced by another. In addition, there are also young people who are constantly adding to it, which can be called an inexhaustible supply.

Just when the wealthy businessman didn't know how to answer in order to be able to survive Yan Qingqian's inquiry peacefully, Zhuge Chen cast a firm look and signaled the other party to follow his own mind. Therefore, the rich merchant no longer had any worries, and said directly: "I ...... I don't want to leave, I just want to stay here. ”

"I've heard that you're a businessman, and you're doing business in Dayan. What does this mean, why is it that the business over there is not to be cared for?" Wan Yan Qingqian asked.

"Before I returned home, I told the helpers in the shop that I didn't plan to come back after I went back this time, and the shop would be taken care of by them, and the annual account would be divided into four or six percent. After I die, the shop will be handed over to them, and it can be regarded as not letting them follow me for half their lives. I beg you to give me this opportunity, so that I can die in my hometown!" the rich merchant picked up the teapot beside him, carefully poured a cup of tea for Wan Yan Qingqian, and then spoke.

Wan Yan Qingqian narrowed his eyes, looked at the rich merchant motionlessly, and suddenly laughed after a long time, reached out to pick up the teacup in front of him, and fell to the ground: "You are a rich businessman, do you really think that you are worthy of negotiating terms with me? If it weren't for the sake of avoiding extraneous branches, even killing you together would be a casual matter." Since you don't want to give face, then from now on, the owner of this big mansion will have to change his name and surname. ”

With a "click", a disciple of the Ascending Peak Sect beside Wanyan Qingqian came with a long knife in his hand and stabbed straight at the door of the wealthy businessman. However, it was Zhuge Chen who moved before him, only to see him with a sword, which not only pierced the disciple's eyebrows, but also forced everyone back with his sword qi, so that only he, Wanyan Qingqian and the rich merchant were left at the table at this time.

Zhuge Chen looked at those disciples of the Ascending Peak Sect, and put his sword into the sheath, how could he be chic. He knocked his fingers on the table, and said solemnly: "If you are not afraid of death, just come up and see if I can kill you." ”

One of them, dressed in an old man's robe, should be an elder of the Ascending Peak Sect, he was eager to show himself in front of Wanyan Qingqian, the prince, and wanted to use this to attach to a towering tree, so a piece of law seal was about to be slapped at Zhuge Chen. But how could he be Zhuge Chen's opponent with a full Heavenly Mandate Realm, and as soon as he re-entered the middle hall, he quietly died under the cyan sword aura that permeated the room.

With a cold smile, Zhuge Chen sat down again, looked at Wan Yan Qingqian and said: "I heard others say, you are the only prince of Yunmeng today? Acquaintance, my name is Zhuge Chen, you should have heard of my name, right? Didn't your royal family send someone to hunt me a few days ago, why did you forget it only a few days?"

For the three words that came out of Bai Yi's mouth, Wan Yan Qingqian, who was the prince of Yunmeng, was naturally extremely clear. And he also participated in the arrangement of the troops for that hunt. For this person who killed the descendants of the Yunmeng royal family at the Ten Thousand Clans Meeting, because they were afraid of the Kuhai Academy and the head of the Wang family, even if they had grievances, they could only suppress them in their hearts. But if Zhuge Chen had the courage to appear on the Yunmeng Realm, then there would be more than a hunt waiting for him. If it doesn't work once, there will be a second or third time, as long as there can be a result within ten times, the Yunmeng royal family can accept it. And the news that Zhuge Chen escaped the first hunt naturally came back to the royal family. When Yan Qingqian heard about it, he was shocked. The Sect Master of the Emperor Huang Sect, how can he say that he is also the killing power of the peak realm of the Mandate of Heaven, why did he die in the hands of a young man?

What made him even more dumbfounded was that it had only been a few years, and Zhuge Chen, who had not yet entered the Five Realms of Immortals in the Ten Thousand Clans Society, already had such killing power. If you still can't keep the other party in Yunmeng, make a mortal enemy and let him return to Dayan, it is tantamount to raising a tiger.

At this moment, the prince who faced Zhuge Chen was like falling into an ice cave, and finally tasted the taste of fear again. He nodded first, then shook his head in a panic.

Wanyan Qingqian's incomprehensible appearance caused Zhuge Chen to laugh, he stretched out his hand and pointed his sword against the other party's eyebrows, and said softly: "Now, whose life is in whose hands? ”

"It's my life, in your hands. Beads of sweat slipped down from the side of Yan Qingqian's face, and his heart was empty at the moment, how to think about it, or how to get out of the dead end.

"Who?" Zhuge Chen glanced at the broken teacup on the ground, shook his head and said, "But I don't seem to feel your sincerity, Lord Wang!"

In the middle hall, there was silence. Outside the door, some hot-blooded disciples of the Ascending Peak Sect rushed in first, helping Wan Yan Qingqian to deal with Zhuge Chen, and was stopped by his companions who were still sensible beside him. Indeed, their realm is really insufficient, and the corpse of their elder alone is enough to speak for itself. The white-clothed sword qi was still something they couldn't handle, let alone facing a sword cultivator whose realm was unknown, but at least it was above the mandate of heaven.

"It's the life of my little prince who is not worth mentioning, and it is in the hands of you, the Sword Immortal. In order to survive, Wan Yan Qingqian had to lower his voice and say so.

Zhuge Chen nodded slightly, and seemed to be very satisfied: "That rich businessman stays in your Yunmeng, can you do it?"

"There are sword immortal words, naturally you can. ”

"That's the best, but don't blame me for being ruthless if you royal family dare to make some disgusting little gestures while I'm gone. Zhuge Chen picked up the fragments of the teacup scattered on the ground with his sword qi, summoned the Gap Flying Sword, and restored it with the power of time, and then said: "At the latest, I will be able to kill the cultivators of the Great Zhen Dao realm. When the time comes, walking in your Yunmeng Palace is like entering a no-man's land, if something goes wrong with the rich businessman at that time. You, the prince and your emperor, don't have to live in this world. I mean, you get it?"

Before Yan Qingqian could finish answering, he heard a loud scolding from the room behind the middle hall, and then he saw a woman with a short dagger in her cape, rushing to Zhuge Chen's front and asking sharply: "Are you still human? Even if you imprison me with a flying sword, why don't you even give me a sip of water or a bowl of rice? If you keep saying that you don't want to kill me, why do you torture me? If that's the case, you just kill me, and it's all over for a hundred years." ”

The person who came was naturally the female assassin, she was hungry at this time, where did she care about Zhuge Chen's identity, pointed to the white-clothed nose, and scolded. It's hard to imagine that as a silent assassin, she is really good at splattering. The sentences do not contain dirty words, but they can completely damage the body. Thanks to the self-proclaimed "brazen" Zhuge Chen sitting in front of her, otherwise, in a few words, the flying sword would have shut her mouth forever.

Zhuge Chen smiled and asked the female assassin not to be so excited, and then handed a bowl of porridge to the other party, and then glanced at Wan Yan Qingqian again, and asked: "I heard that you royal assassins, life and death must be recorded on the list." And what about her...... Can you make an exception? Of course, if you can't, forget it. ”