But now it's useless to say anything.

Murong Cai turned his head and didn't look at his own son, the future king of a country, and began to laugh, "Good calculation, good calculation!"

Such a generation of male lords, who was not loved by his father when he was a teenager, was plotted by his younger brother, had countless assassination wounds on his body, led the troops to the frontier, and fought with Da Cao for more than ten years, a king who fought against public opinion and made peace after the first emperor of Cao Guo, a king who was betrayed by his own son, and a king who dared to turn his face with the Savage Temple in order to stand on his own, this moment actually showed extraordinary loneliness.

"Peace, it's over!" he muttered.

He raised his head again and scolded: "Thief God!"

Then he calmly looked in the direction the giant chariot came from and smiled.

was dressed properly, and said gently to the old chamberlain who followed him: "My clothes are neat?"

The old chamberlain seemed to sense something, and at this moment, his eyes were filled with tears.

Murong Cai was disdainful and said, "What are you crying about?"

Then, stride forward.

But there is no road ahead.

It's a high wall.

The old man inside the giant chariot stretched out his hand to brush open the curtain and saw a golden robe flying on the city wall.

It's like a dragon.

The old man was not excited, and even a little excited.

Looking at the imperial city that was crying loudly, looking at the sergeants around them who laid down their weapons one by one and knelt down and wept bitterly, they looked like they had their backbones pulled out at this moment.

Raising his head and looking at the sky, the purple light was flourishing.

There was no joy, no sadness, just said coldly, "Are you satisfied?"

It's like saying it to the air, and it's like saying it to the sky.

Then the old man said to the bearded: "This matter is over, you can go to the northern frontier of Cao State." In a consultative tone.

The bearded man took a sip of wine, thought about it, and didn't ask why, just said, "Good!"

......

The man in black didn't know how he got there.

But there's no denying that he walks fast.

Very fast.

It's not a fast speed anymore.

On this day, he arrived in Pingjiang Prefecture. It wasn't too far from his destination.

So on this day, he stayed here and came to a place, a place where almost no one would come.

Because this is a Taoist temple.

A dilapidated Taoist temple.

It seems that the incense has been broken for a long time, and ingeniously, this is not a prosperous area, a transportation hub, so this place is becoming more and more dilapidated.

But in such a dilapidated Taoist temple, there is still a Taoist child.

I don't know what made him stay.

On this night, in the evening, before Mr. Xilu met Chen Yuanyuan, he led his horse here.

The few people who passed by here were a little surprised when they saw this person, but it was none of their business, and they hung high, so naturally no one bothered to take care of this idle matter.

So the black man came inside smoothly, and the little boy came out from behind the weeds, saw the black cloaked man, made a joke, and asked, "May I ask ......?"

The words are not finished yet.

The black-cloaked man took off his hat and showed his face.

The little Dao boy's face changed greatly, and he said, "Manager Mo!"

The man named Mr. Mo looked to be about forty years old, with a yellow face, no beard, and a gloomy aura.

I saw him take out a token from his bosom, and when the boy saw it, he immediately knelt on the ground.

I don't know when, the door of the temple had already closed by itself.

......

Chen Yuanyuan has been hiding his life or something.

But now he saw his destiny again.

His life is not the ancient beast auspicious, not the heavens and the earth, his life is far stronger than these things.

He doesn't even know what his life is.

The black ...... he saw that day

The time when the Qian Dao people cast the spell.

Chen Yuanyuan indulged in darkness, watching those things begin to change and reorganize, he heard ancient voices, but he didn't know what he would compose.

The first thing that was composed was a snake-like thing, and Chen Yuanyuan didn't know why he saw it, but later it was all composed, and Chen Yuanyuan actually saw that the composition was actually a snake tail!

That's it, but what Chen Yuanyuan can't believe is that there is still a body on top of that snake tail!

Serpent head!

Even at that time, Chen Yuanyuan's heart began to beat without being angry.

It's amazing.

In fact, even if there was an innate artifact like Ying Long Jiufeng, it would not make Chen Yuanyuan react so much.

But the snake body and human head are different.

Chen Yuanyuan only knew that in the previous myths, the ancient god Fuxi, and the great god Nuwa, who created people, were also snake-bodied, and the human head, not to mention that the ancient great witch Gonggong Zhurong had such an image.

Which of these ancient gods and witches is not weaker than these heavenly beasts?

But Chen Yuanyuan is honest, he still doesn't know what his life is.

Because he could only see a snake tail and half a human body, and the face of this great god was shadowed in a layer of mist-like things, and he couldn't see it clearly.

But even if you can see it clearly, can you recognize it?

But now, at last, it has come into play.

Chen Yuanyuan only felt that another force fell from the void and fell on him.

It's as natural as moonlight shining on yourself.

The stone egg, or rather the stone egg, felt the power and finally began to chirp excitedly, as if something was about to come out of it.

Chen Yuanyuan was instilled by that power and wanted to moan comfortably.

The better news was that the erosion of the night, after feeling this force, seemed to have a sense of fear.

He began to escape, and the place where the power passed, his whole body was warm.

The sword intent of that sword was completely absorbed, and after the ancient sword let out a wail, it had already turned into decay.

nowhere to be seen.

On the contrary, the stone egg finally shattered the stone skin, turning into a ball of thunder light and breaking into Chen Yuanyuan's body, as if there was no substance.

And now Chen Yuanyuan's body does look terrifying, one side is white bones, and the other side is rapidly growing flesh.

Only Chen Yuanyuan knew that this was a duel between the two forces advancing and retreating.

At this time, Chen Yuanyuan felt relieved, and for some reason, time returned to normal.

Ansu was looking at herself.

But his eyes had turned to horror.

After all, seeing a man whose clothes were torn by sword qi, his body was flesh on one side and bones on the other, as long as he was a human being, he couldn't stand it!

And, more importantly, it's all like this, this man is not dead!