"Thank you, Tarzan Yanjun. Shen Juan knelt down on one knee and bowed his head.

If it weren't for the sudden feeling in his heart after he left, I was afraid that he had already lost Zhou Bai's hand, looking at the black line that was constantly struggling in the hands of King Taishan, Shen Juan felt a chill in his heart. On that day, he relented and went to chat and persuade him, and Zhou Bai took the opportunity to give him a black line, just as he guessed Zhou Bai, Zhou Bai also guessed him.

Since they are already enemies, they leave no room for them.

Shen Juan smiled bitterly, if Lao Gu didn't show up to stop him in the end, what would be the consequences of this knife, he didn't dare to think about it at this time.

"General Shen. The title that had been sealed for thousands of years sounded in his ears again, and Judge Shen was in a trance, and said in a deep voice, "Judge Shen is here." ”

King Taishan sighed, Shen Ju's answer has already indicated his attitude, there is no need to say anything else, now that Montenegro is dead, there is no longer any possibility of cohesion of the generals who were scattered and blocked in the past.

King Taishan waved his hand, shook his head and said, "Stand down." ”

"Yes. Shen Juan got up and left, his steps firm without a trace of nostalgia. The past is the past after all, and it can only be remembered and cannot be returned. The life card in his arms exuded a warm aura, and Shen Juan looked relieved, stepped into the whirlpool, and came to the front of the Wheel King Palace.

Ten miles of bluestone, he has walked for nearly a thousand years, and he has never been as brisk as he is today, but at the end of the road is the closed door of the palace and the news of Yan Jun's absence.

......

"Is this Mingzhao? Sure enough, he's smart and clever, and he looks like me!" the middle-aged man in a purple robe smiled kindly, dispelling the chill in Qingxi's heart.

Gu Qingxi opened his mouth to say something, but stopped again, just looking at Qingxi who was laughing in the arms of the middle-aged man with a worried face. She doesn't like this person, she doesn't like it at first sight, it's not the other party's appearance and temperament, but a more ethereal feeling, she... I believe in the feelings.

"Are you a cherished enemy?" In the end, Gu Qingxi still said this stupid sentence, and the apprehension and uneasiness in his heart rose to the extreme with this sentence, the hairpin held in his palm revealed a sharp light, and his eyes stared at each other deadly, like a she-wolf who had been forced into a dead end.

The middle-aged man glanced at the nervous Gu Qingxi, and continued to tease Mingzhao's little hand with his slender and white fingers, causing Mingzhao to laugh, and Mingzhao's smile also infected him, "Haha, the more you look at me, the more similar you are." What do you say?"

Gu Qingxi was stunned for a moment, a familiar big hand held her trembling hand, and the warmth instantly melted her uneasiness, "Regret it, shine on her ......."

Gu Xizhi hugged Qingxi and gently stroked the top of her head, and said softly, "It's okay, don't be nervous." This person is my old acquaintance, it's fine. The two of them touched each other's foreheads, wiped the tears that Qingxi kept shed, and Gu Xizhi whispered, "Okay, let's take Mingzhao back to the room first." I have some things to take care of on my side. ”

Gu Qingxi, who took over Mingzhao from the middle-aged man, completely relaxed, looked back at Gu Xizhi, a trace of uneasiness rose in his eyes again, and tightened the swaddling clothes in his arms, Gu Qingxi pursed his lips and walked to the back room.

Seeing the two leave, Gu Xizhi's gentle and warm expression was put away, and he closed his eyes and said, "Why are you here?" The tone was indifferent and not half emotional.

The middle-aged man smashed the main seat on the right side with one palm, sat on the seat on the left side and said with a smile, "This is my house, why can't I come?"

The sword light flashed, the original delicate and elegant sword was wrapped in a cold and fierce killing intent, the middle-aged man sneered, picked up the tea on the table and let Gu Xizhi stab him, the sword finally stopped, Sen Ran's sword was still two fingers away from the middle-aged man, and these two fingers were the heavenly moat.

The killing intent in Gu Xizhi's eyes became more and more intense, and the middle-aged man withdrew his fingers without changing his face, and at the same time admired the Chengying in his hand, and sighed, "It is really a good sword, it is said that Chengying is a delicate and elegant sword, as a Confucian scholar, why don't you have half an elegant atmosphere?"

Chengying stood suspended in the air, trembling slightly in front of the middle-aged man as if he was resisting something, but the appearance of a crack announced its death, and click~ Chengying shattered in response.

The middle-aged man clasped his hands together and said, "Since the name is not worthy of the name, it is useless to keep it." Do you say yes?

Gu Xizhi's pupils shrank, the killing intent on his body instantly dissipated, and his eyes were calm, "Are you here today to say this?"

The middle-aged man said, "I'm just coming to see my daughter, and by the way, to see how long you have grown." He got up and took a step forward, looked directly into Gu Xizhi's eyes, and seemed to be smiling, "After all, you are me." ”

The purple figure turned into light powder and instantly dispersed, leaving only one person in the room. "When Zhou Bai dies, it will be the day you succeed to the throne of the Wheel King. Hmm~ You don't have much time to accompany Mingzhao, cherish it. ”

Gu Xizhi closed his eyes and did not show half of his color. Are you planning to take advantage of Brother Zhou Xian's fall to escape from the Heavenly Dao? It's just ...... Have you ever wondered what kind of existence Zhou Xiandi is behind him?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and finally he couldn't help but smile, Gu Xizhi bent down to pick up the fragment of Chengying, but the smile in his eyes could not be hidden.

Looking at the fragments in the box, Gu Xizhi's eyes were flat, and he didn't feel any regret, and after thinking for a while, he called the servant and said, "Send this box back to the Tai Academy, and by the way, take out Hanguang from the treasury and send it together." ”

.......

In the past few months, the Xuanjia army has been encroaching step by step, the guards of the Beijing division have been shrinking, and Bianliang has become almost a lonely city.

In desperation, he received a hint from Confucianism, and the quack doctor who had recuperated Emperor Liang's body in recent years seemed to have become a famous doctor overnight, and Emperor Liang's body was getting better and better.

Even Guozijian divided two ministries and one province from his hands, and also worked with Emperor Liang.

For a time, the situation in Daliang changed, and in half a month, Emperor Liang issued three holy decrees to Xiahou to enter Beijing alone, while Xiahou's garrison Xuchang pretended to be deaf and dumb and closed his ears.

The people of the Central Plains were in an uproar, and although Xiahou's rebellion was not stated, there were many discussions in private.

At this moment, the Xuchang City Lord's Mansion was noisy like a bazaar, and the three faces in the hall, like others, shouted with indignation on their faces to let Xiahou stand on his own and enter Bianliang.

Yakumo Fangshuo is dead, and there are countless people who want to replace them, and they can fill the upper position with just a grab. If Zhou Bai was present, he would be surprised to see one of them, because the person below the right seat was Meng Rong, the literati who had spoken to him from the Daitai Academy in the past.

Xia Hou looked at the map with a complicated expression, and said casually, "Yakumo, what do you think?" As soon as the words fell, the hall was quiet, and Xia Hou slapped his forehead and said in annoyance, "Alas, I made a mistake." Meng Rong, what do you think?"

"General, I think it's ......." Meng Rong got up and talked eloquently.

.......

The golden cicada trembled slightly, and a golden point of light split from the black mountain order in Zhou Bai's arms and entered the golden cicada's mouth. The golden cicada then continued to sleep, as if hibernating.

The remaining seven points of light loomed in the dark light of the Black Mountain Order, but Zhou Bai never knew anything about them, and the depth of the Golden Cicada City Mansion would definitely not let Zhou Bai know about them.