Even though he knew that what the young emperor said was extremely hypocritical, Chitose still smiled. Perhaps in his eyes, it is enough for the other party to be able to do this. Although he can be regarded as a usurper for power, in the final analysis, everything is still for the good of the dream country. If it were possible, he would like to be Chitose who has always been in the dream country. But the temptation of that "one" was so great that he couldn't choose to turn a blind eye at all.

Chitose gently pushed the young emperor away and said: "The old slave is actually like a mirror in his heart, His Majesty doesn't like me very much, and he can even say that he wishes I died." But as long as the old slave is in this hall for a day, he will not allow others to come here to make a mistake. The old slave has no intention of being the emperor, but he is just obsessed with power, and he has never had any idea of wanting to listen to the government, although many things want to be done, and the old slave has to nod. But Your Majesty should not suspect that this is the old slave who is dreaming of the good of our country. Imagine if there were no old slaves, when His Majesty had just ascended the throne, what kind of chaotic situation would it have been for the government and the opposition?"

The young emperor was stunned, his thoughts drifted away, and he returned to the years when he was ignorant and ignorant.

I remember that when he sat on the dragon chair for the first time, he couldn't press it at all, and he almost wanted to stand up, but he forcibly pressed it down. The civil and military officials looked him up and down unscrupulously, some out of curiosity, and some out of pure disdain. But no matter what, he can't be cowardly. This is the inheritance of his ancestors, and it must not be corrupted in his hands. And at this moment, the generals in the imperial city rebelled and led countless soldiers to the main hall, and the person at the head was even more yellow-robed. The meaning is self-evident, of course, he wants to establish a new foundation and become the emperor above the tens of thousands of people!

He finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to get up from the dragon chair, but at this moment a hand pressed on his shoulder and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid, the old slave will come when he goes." ”

At that time, Chitose was not called Chitose, but he was just an ordinary eunuch in the eyes of others. And wearing a robe, it is also black. It swept through the hall like a crow, and when it reappeared in everyone's view, it was carrying the head of the rebel-led man. And the robe was also stained with blood and turned into today's scarlet.

The great eunuch knelt on one knee and shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”

And the surrounding officials, also shouted in his eyes. He had forgotten that the person he wanted to kill so much now would be the savior who saved the building by himself.

Thinking of this, the young emperor who revealed his true feelings finally cried loudly. And Chitose just stood up from the dragon chair, lightly sent the young emperor to the dragon chair, and then knelt on one knee and shouted loudly, just like that day: "Old slave Huang Jiaqu, I wish Your Majesty will eventually become a hero!"

Others say that he is a eunuch, but in fact he is the traitor, but he has a hard mouth and a hard wrist, and he doesn't admit it himself, and he doesn't allow others to admit it. But who knows, he is dedicated to the dream country, who can compare this loyalty?

With a violent cough, Chitose took off his scarlet robe, took one last look around the hall, and muttered: "In the past hundred years, I, a eunuch, have completed my mission." The rest, it's none of my business. ”

With that, he walked slowly towards the outside of the main hall. The young emperor took the scarlet robe, draped it over Chitose's body, and said, "The weather is very cold, Chitose, please add clothes." ”

Chitose laughed with tears in the corners of her eyes. This time, he was really satisfied.

......

In the purple light, Zhuge Chen finally fell from the sky. After a moment of delirium, he looked at the long-haired old man who came to him at some point, and asked, "You are the master of Qingchun and Qingqiu?"

The long-haired old man nodded slowly, but he didn't rush to speak. And at his fingertips, this magpie flew up and down.

Zhuge Chen narrowed his eyes, not knowing what the other party meant, so he had to continue to ask: "Please don't continue to play dumb riddles, I can't guess, don't bother." ”

The long-haired old man couldn't stop smiling, stretched out his hand to disperse the purple gold qi around him, and said, "The Colorful Cloud Ladder has not had this situation since the predecessors stayed here. So I'm not sure if you've passed the Mountain Gate Trial. But since you've already walked through the seventh floor, it must not be an exception. In this case, you will be Qingyue's junior brother in the future, the junior brother of the four people!"

Zhuge Chen shook his head lightly and said, "The reason why I came here is actually just to seek a place where there is enough peace. Although this place is very good and there is no dispute with the world, if you need to change your name, then I'm sorry, so please let me go. Thank you for taking me in, but the name means a lot to me...... I will never go against my own heart because I want to be happy. ”

"You're tough. The long-haired old man said in a playful tone: "But if I say that even if you want to leave today, you have to stay here today, what will you do? Even though you are the only outlier in the past thousand years, you are just a mortal after all, and you want to escape from the palm of my hand? Besides, the eunuch in Mengguo is already on the road now, right? If I can seize the opportunity and capture you in my hands, I will be able to occupy the absolute initiative!"

Zhuge Chen, who was facing a great enemy, just instinctively reached his hand to his waist, but there was nothing there now. He never imagined that he would enter the tiger's cave just out of the wolf's den, no matter where he was, he would not escape a crisis. And the long-haired old man who was sanctimonious on the surface finally stopped suppressing his true nature, and he had waited too long for this moment. Whether it is the disciples who have been accepted, or the plans that have crisscrossed step by step over the years, and cannot tolerate the slightest mistake, in order to be able to escape from this place and get that great escape.

In front of Zhuge Chen, he took out a yellow-skinned ancient book from his big sleeve, gently opened it, and said: "But all immortal monks have actually obtained this ancient book. If you read carefully, you will know that this is a small world that imprisons us all. Even if we have the wealth of heaven, we will never be able to break the rules left by the founder of this world, the old God, and only by breaking this place can there be hope. Of course, that's not the point. If you can become a real immortal here, doing what you like without taboos, who would take the risk to go outside? If you want to blame, you can only blame that God, who has set up layers of prohibitions, if you can't get out, within a thousand years, all the immortal monks will die and have no place to hide! And you are the key to whether we can survive or not. You may not think of it, starting from that oil-paper umbrella, it is the game I set for you. Do you think Qingyue's appearance is very similar to your beloved woman? That's right, the dough carefully created by me and covered with my own hands certainly has the effect of convincing you. Isn't there a feeling of powerlessness? That's right, isn't it the same for us that God gives us?"

Zhuge Chen gritted his teeth in the surging qi of the long-haired old man, and said with difficulty: "What do you have to do with me?"

"Now it's useless to say this, I only need you, and I can 'coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes', even if it is that eunuch, in order to survive, he has to listen to me! Is this feeling an intoxicating right?" said the long-haired old man sickly.

And when the purple gold mist dissipated, the five disciples with the surname of Qing had all come to his side.

Zhuge Chen looked at it intently, and only then did he realize that Qingyue was not the person who haunted him at all! And all this, just as the long-haired old man said, from beginning to end, was just a scam.

Qingyue looked at Zhuge Chen, and mocked as much as she could: "You don't really think that I will be tempted by a mortal, right? ”