Zhuge Chen came to the Prime Minister's Mansion today just to slash the Prime Minister. But this did not delay him from talking a few more words of gossip with the prime minister, as the saying goes, people are about to die, and their words are good, and when the past life before death is like a horse watching flowers in their minds, how many people can let go?

"Yes or no, what's the point?" the prime minister said with a wry smile: "After all, I still haven't been able to fight against you, a young sword cultivator, if there has never been a cultivator in this world, how good it would be." Human affairs are just human affairs, and praying to God and worshiping Buddha is just an outdated faith. ”

"And then hand it over to you bastards who hold the authority to do nonsense?" Zhuge Chen sneered: "It's a good calculation." ”

He clapped softly, his words full of sarcasm. In fact, Zhuge Chen is very capable of saying these harsh words, but many times he is not interested in this. There was gossip every day, and he didn't want to be the one who started it.

"That's right. After figuring it out, the prime minister thought so, he stared at the wine jug that Zhuge Chen put on the ground for a long time and said, "If you have wine, give it a sip?"

Zhuge Chen generously put the wine jug in front of the prime minister and said, "It's for you, otherwise, I will definitely hang it on my waist." The enemy is the enemy, and I will definitely satisfy this request before I die. ”

"I've never been able to do such a flirtatious thing. The prime minister teased: "Then again, the monarch and the minister...... It's hard to imagine, I really thought that the two of you, if not confidants, would be acquaintances. After all, it's my dad who blames me, and the lard is moved by evil thoughts. If I hadn't had been obsessed with plotting with the royal family to kill you in the imperial capital, the Prime Minister's Mansion would still be inhabited by a happy family, right? ”

"Who says it's not?" Zhuge Chen, who was no longer in the mood to chat with the other party, raised his hand and said that a wisp of cyan sword qi was sent into the prime minister's meridians: "This wisp of sword qi will not explode immediately, it will leave you three months." When the time comes, it will swim through your meridians, and you will die without any pain. One thing you have to think about is that I'm not moved by compassion. On the contrary, three months is enough time for you to think about the unconscionable things you have done. The reason why the word of regret is difficult to write is precisely because of that heart-rending feeling, isn't it?"

With that, Zhuge Chen got up and left. Behind him, the prime minister fell to the ground in a daze, muttering to himself, "Cultivator, what a ruthless heart!"

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Outside the city, the crow and the flower have been waiting for a long time.

The three of them had already made arrangements and took a ferry to Xiyou together. It can be regarded as saying goodbye to Yunmeng and going away to a foreign country. For Zhuge Chen, there is naturally no melancholy at all. The most taboo thing for people who travel far away is that they have an inexplicable sense of belonging to a place. That makes people feel satisfied and stagnant.

And the same is true of Ah Hua, who is a fox demon, who lives in the mountains and forests. Following Zhuge Chen's side, one is in white, and the other is wanting to go to see the great rivers and mountains in the world. She had heard in Zhuge Chen's mouth that the beauty of the West is in the word bold. Now that I finally have the opportunity to appreciate it, I am naturally happy.

Therefore, among the three, the only one who is really sad in his heart is the crow. Although her years as an Assassin were not very good in retrospect, Yunmeng was her hometown after all. Even if I had already had the intention of going to Xiyou, I still felt very sad when I came to the end. In Yunmeng, she has experienced a lot, and when she left like this, she always felt that something was missing.

Zhuge Chen brought three horses from nowhere, followed by Wan Yan Qingqian. The two also talked a lot, not only about the chair, but also chatted about the four princes. Zhuge Chen agreed to go to the banquet, but in the end he shirked it. He informed Wan Yan Qingqian of this matter and asked him to handle it on his behalf. As for the replacement of the master of the Yunmeng royal family, he was temporarily shelved by Bai Yi, at least he had to wait for him to reach the realm of the True Dao before making plans.

After all, what he was trying to do at that time was not a simple city, but the thousands of people in Yunmeng, as well as the society of the country that stretched for thousands of years, and he couldn't afford to think twice.

The three of them rode on the road in the farewell sound of Yan Qingqian, the sun was setting, Zhuge Chen put one hand on the center of his eyebrows to cover the dazzling sunset, and comforted the crow: "This is going to the west, it's not that you can't come back, why are you so sentimental? It's just a long trip, not to mention that I'm not a rich man, if you really want to go home and tell me, I can still leave you to let you work?"

The crow was not in the mood to say anything to Zhuge Chen, so he just led the horse at the back, his eyes dim.

Zhuge Chen saw that his words had no effect, so he didn't say more. This kind of thing will only last for two or three at most. It doesn't matter how long it is, at least when the three of them board the ferry, it will definitely disappear.

While there was still some time left in the night, the three of them tied their horses to a big tree and began to prepare to set up camp. When he usually travels far away, it happens that he is still deep in the mountains and forests at night, Zhuge Chen either chooses to continue to hurry, or sleeps on the clothes that are on the ground and the bed. Therefore, Zhuge Chen, who knew nothing about this kind of thing, could only watch the two women busy up and down, and he was happy to sit cross-legged on the ground like this, putting the rubber pillar sword on his lap. As the cyan Haoran sword qi slowly rose beside him, everything was ready, and the white clothes entered a state of selflessness and began to practice the sword wholeheartedly.

His soul is out of his body and he walks through the long river of time. Everywhere he passed, the cyan color was permeated, and it was Haoran's sword qi guarding his master. Among the cultivators, there are actually not a few people who are as "mad" as him, but if you want to say that you are as crazy as him, you dare to break through the pseudo-realm of bamboo baskets and water, and there should be no one before or since.

But Zhuge Chen has no other better way at the moment, if he wants to break the troubles of the pseudo-realm, he can only take risks, which is equivalent to treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor. If the road ahead is really bumpy and difficult, then do something else. Anyway, Zhuge Chen has always been full of self-confidence in this regard, and he calls himself the king of ideas in white clothes.

Only he can come up with this name, and he doesn't blush when he says it. Neither ringing, but sounding ...... It's also quite strange.

On this trip to the long river of time, what he wanted to "catch" should be the fragments of the avenue that he had left behind. Complete your own realm, even if you can't enter the real bamboo basket water realm. But at least there will be a direction, so that it will not be as blind as it is now.

Under the wrapping of Haoran's sword qi, Zhuge Chen still moved forward cautiously, afraid that if he was not careful, he would only be forced to stay in the long river of time. That kind of consequence is something that non-human immortals can't bear. And even if Li Jingyun salvaged him for various reasons, the future of Baiyi's avenue would be greatly reduced because of this.

He looked around and tried to find a clue from the "flowing water", but unfortunately, he had not found it until now. But there are some things in the past that he has seen a lot.

There are joys and sorrows, such as a young man, dressed in a Confucian shirt, in his prime. After gaining fame, he took office, and when he saw the light, he seemed to usher in his own brilliant life. There are also children, who lost their fathers and mothers at a young age, grew up alone, endured all the hardships of the world, and became the head of the family early.

It's just that a few decades later, the former joined forces with his colleagues in the officialdom and became a well-known corrupt official. In the end, he was held accountable because of the revelation of the matter and sent to prison. Maybe when he will be pushed into the downtown and beheaded, his family property will be confiscated, and he will end up in a white and clean place.

And that child, who entered the sect when he was a teenager and grew up to be middle-aged, is not too big or too small to be regarded as a sect leader.

That's why I can't say anything about the things of the world. What you lose today may also become what you gain tomorrow.

Zhuge Chen, who was thinking like this, had a flash of inspiration, pulled out the rubber pillar sword in his hand, and with a slight click, he saw a little purple-gold light flashing out. At first, the light was very dim, but in the blink of an eye, it was dazzling.

Zhuge Chen squinted his eyes and said happily: "I finally found you." ”

Just as he was about to make a move, he heard a voice ringing in his ears: "Childe, it's not good, we seem to be surrounded!"

This should be Ah Hua's voice, soft and delicate, which makes people feel very comfortable listening to it. It's hard not to feel that there is a peerless beauty next to you.

"Childe, be awake, don't sleep. This situation depends on the two of us, I really can't figure it out!" the other voice was a little rougher, and it shouldn't have been alarmed, it was a crow's. However, it should not be an easy situation to make an assassin who needs his most calm such a gaffe.

That's why he opened his eyes, although he felt very sorry in his heart.

Zhuge Chen stood up, looked around, only heard the sound of the wind, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Someone is peeping on us, the one who comes is not good, Childe be careful. Raven reminded, and then tightened his grip on the Withered Leaf Sword in his hand. It's not that she doesn't have the courage to fight with others, but when Bai Yi is not around, it's as if she has lost her backbone. I am afraid of what I do.

Ah Hua nodded again and again, took a step closer to Zhuge Chen, grabbed the white clothes and refused to let go. She sniffed and saw an intoxicating fragrance. When she looked up, she was stupid. Now she feels more and more that between Zhuge Chen's eyebrows and eyes, her spirit is flying. Especially when she laughs, it makes her feel like drinking, and she can't get drunk.

Zhuge Chen, who vaguely guessed what Ah Hua was thinking about, was quite helpless, and he gently pushed away the female fox demon. Strode forward, stood in the wind, and said loudly: "Dare to ask who your Excellency is and why he is here? Please make it easier, if not, let's go now. ”

Zhuge Chen's smile was sincere, as if he could melt the ice of ten thousand years.