In the dark forest late at night, a carriage was walking on the wilderness path.

"Master, Qin Gou is still following behind." Yiqi rushed up from behind, the carriage paused, and Wei Ju poked out from the window and listened to his subordinates' reports.

"It's really hard for these people. They're really dedicated!" Wei Ju smiled, as if he was admiring and mocking.

“Master, do we want to change the location of the transaction?”

"No need, the nearby mountains are crisscrossing and there are many forks. If you take a few roads, they will soon be lost in this vast mountain."

“Yes, Lord.”

After Wei Ju gave the order, he sat back into his car. He held the yellow copper box in his hand and silently thought in his heart, hoping that the transaction would go smoothly!

As Wei Ju said, his carriage wandered around the deep mountains for a long time, and the Qin iron eagle warriors gradually lost in the numerous forks.

The car stopped slowly, and in the deep mountains, there were more than a dozen people waiting in the large open space under the mountain wall.

These dozens of people have long ghost faces and long spears and are covered with silver armor. The heads are independent of everyone. Under the moonlight, their long silver hair flutters, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, which are extremely handsome.

Wei Ju jumped out of the carriage, held a copper box in his hand, and walked to the silver-haired young man, with two guards behind him.

"Mr. Wei Ju, can you have a good journey?" the silver-haired young man said with a fist and bowed.

"Qin Gou is annoying, but he has been left behind. Lord Tian Heng, have you ever brought what you need?" Wei Ju introduced the situation slightly and went straight to the point.

"Please see." A Jixia dead man holding a box behind Tian Heng quietly walked forward and opened the box in his hand.

There was nothing else in the box, only three pills.

"Does Lord Wei Ju need to check these three real pills?" Tian Heng asked.

Wei Ju waved his hand, one of the two guards behind him, a middle-aged man with a beard, stepped forward and checked in the box. After confirming that there was no problem, he nodded to Wei Ju.

The transaction between the two parties went smoothly.

Tian Heng clasped his fists to Wei Ju and said, "By the way, a message was attached to Lord Wei Ju. Our people found traces of the hiding nets near Anyi."

"What?" Wei Ju was shocked and asked, "Which killers are they from Luowang?"

"Six Sword Slave." Tian Heng's answer made Wei Ju's worry burst out. The Eight Swords of Yue were for the Prince Qin's Eagle Dog. The Six Sword Slaves came, but it means that the Prince Qin had already set his sights on the land of Anyi. This is not good news for Wei Ju, who wants to cultivate power in Anyi!

"Thank you, Lord Tian Heng, for your advice." Wei Ju said thanking.

"Everyone is an anti-Qin alliance, and we should watch over each other."

"Master Tian Heng Gao Yi." Wei Ju bid farewell and turned around and walked onto the carriage. Tian Heng and dozens of Jixia Dead Soldiers jumped up with the rope lock and jumped onto the mountain wall behind him.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"The plan remains unchanged, return to Anyi City." After Wei Jiu finished speaking, he put away all the real person pills in the box. For Wei Jiu, three real person pills can instantly create three masters, and can also make subordinates at the master's level go up to a higher level. It is of great significance to the revival of the Wei Kingdom in the future.

"I didn't expect that Qi Ren really took out three real person pills?" Wei Ju's subordinate sighed.

"The Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, and only Qi surrendered without fighting. Their family background is very rich, and it is not comparable to us Wei people." Wei Ju said with some envy.

...

"Senior Sister."

On the bustling street, Wangqiao and Wangyou took Ying Ziyi to the streets.

Behind them, there was Wei Ma who was worried about coming, and Wei Bao, who was sticking to two women like a candy these days.

As for the evening, lanterns of various colors were hung on the street.

"Junior brother, you have to remember to follow me and be careful not to get lost, and you will not be able to come back."

Wang Qiao lifted Ying Ziyi's hand and said caringly.

"…..." Ying Ziyi looked at Wang Qiao and a smile appeared on his face. However, in his heart, he couldn't help but complain: his brother just lost his memory, and he was not mentally retarded.

Wangyou couldn't help but smile as he looked at Wangqiao who was like teaching his children. These days, she and Wangqiao couldn't help but help Ying Ziyi recall the past, but it had little effect. However, Wangyou's heart was addicted to such a happy atmosphere of living together day and night.

Behind the three of them were Wei Ma and Wei Bao with dissatisfaction on their faces.

These two people, one of them, held the hand of a poor boy without any hesitation when they watched their baby daughter, and the other was full of hatred as they watched their sweethearts turn around a boy.

The two of them were trying hard to find the topic and wanted to intervene between the three people in front. However, the results were very little.

"Look, there is a photo viewer in front of us, so why don't we go and take a photo!" Wei Bao couldn't find any topic, so he casually pulled one.

Wei Bao refers to a hexagram stall located on the corner of the street, which is quite secluded. In fact, the stall owner chose the location not good, and the business was even less. However, the stall owner didn't seem to care about it. He sat upright in front of the short case, took a leisurely and looked through the Zhouyi. The noise all over the sky seemed to have nothing to do with it.

The two girls felt novel and pulled Ying Ziyi to come over.

"Stand owner, let's tell fortunes." Wei Bao walked in front and said.

The man put down the bamboo slips in his hand, glanced at Wei Bao first, and then looked at Wang Qiao who was walking in front behind Wei Bao. Then, the middle-aged ostentatious scholar never left Wang Qiao again.

"Hey hey hey! What are you looking at?" Wei Bao said with some dissatisfaction, and even cursed the old ghost in his heart.

Ignoring Wei Bao's reprimand, the gentle face of the ostentatious man disappeared, and he said to Wangqiao: "The girl has a very noble face and will be the mother of the emperor in the future."

"What did you say?" Wei Ma and Wei Bao shouted at the same time, looked at each other, but then remained silent at the same time, with each other's own plans.

Wang Qiao pointed at herself with an incredible look on her face, "I? God, Mother, Sir, you are not kidding!"

"I'm never joking." The monk said with a serious face: "I just follow the hexagram."

After hearing this, Wang Qiao sneered: "The crown prince of Daqin is Ying Ziyi. I am the mother of the emperor. Will I marry him in the future?"

Speaking of this, Wangyou also smiled and thought to himself, how is this possible?

Only Ying Ziyi, who was blocked by Wei Bao, looked at Wang Qiao at this moment, and felt a lot of pain in his heart.

The ostentatious scholar did not speak. After reading Wangqiao, he looked at Wangyou again, then shook his head and sighed: "Since ancient times, the beauty has a weak life, and the girl has too much knot. If she can let go of her obsession, she may get good results."

Wei Bao's heart was moved by the words of the olympic scholar. He pointed at himself, his body trembled, and asked, "Where is me?"

Wei Bao's movement revealed Ying Ziyi behind him. When the ostentatious scholar looked at Ying Ziyi, his face changed drastically. He hurriedly bowed to everyone and said, "Sorry, I'm closing the stall today."

The stall owner ignored the short case book on the stall and the hexagram scarf compass, pulled up his legs and left.

"It's inexplicable." Wang Qiao looked at the fleeing olympian and said with confusion.

"Sister sister, don't care about the gods and ghosts." Wangyou comforted.

"That's right. I also said that I want to become the emperor's mother. Will I marry Ying Ziyi in the future?" Wang Qiao hummed and said with disdain. "Let's go, junior brother."

Ying Ziyi was confused and heard the call of Forgetful Catch, and said a few good words and followed.

"My daughter is going to become the mother of the emperor. Haha!" Wei Ma said in her heart. When she looked at Wei Bao again, her expression had changed.

Wei Bao had no idea about his daughter and her senior sister's thoughts. Wei Bao's old-fashioned family was originally a famous tycoon nearby, and there was nothing wrong with marrying his daughter to him.

But after hearing the words of the prime minister today, Wei Ma's spirit was high. Her daughter will be the mother of the emperor in the future, so her husband will definitely not be a mortal!

Wei Bao was tall and handsome. Wei Ma originally liked it very much, but now she seemed a little picky and looked a little arrogant, and she became dissatisfied with anything.

When she talked to Wei Bao again, her tone had become polite and polite, not as familiar as before, "Nephew, let's go!"

How could Wei Bao not see the change in Wei Ma's tone? He was not annoyed, and a smile on his face said, "Okay, aunt."

But at this moment, Wei Bao had a different mindset in his heart. He felt that he was determined to win.

...

The monk hurriedly returned to his home, in a wooden house in a humble alley in the east of the city.

But when the accuser returned home, he ignored everything and just cared about packing his bags.

Two pieces of changed clothes and some money. The monk was packed and prepared to leave, even ignoring the bamboo slips that he usually regarded as treasures.

"Is it still too late?" The monk was about to go out, but he felt a faint murderous aura attacking.

"I am just a minister who lives in the world and only seeks to live a stable life. Why do you fight with each other so hard?" The minister sighed, sat down, and said.

"Who doesn't know that the name of the Lord is forgiven? Why should the Lord be too modest?"

The golden flames ignited out of thin air, illuminating the entire wooden house. Yan Fei appeared out of thin air, and a smile appeared on her crystal clear and smooth face.

"Dongjun Yanfei." The minister actually recognized Yanfei. After a long time, he sighed and said, "You are here, which means I read it right just now."

"Oh?" Yan Fei blinked her black eyes and said with a smile: "What did you see?"

"The young man's appearance is all false. He used extremely magical illusions to cover himself up. But I calculated that I couldn't calculate the fate of the young man. As far as I know, there is only one person in this world who can have such a fate."

"Master Xu Fu knows that the more you know, the more miserable you will end up. What you said just now is not what a wise man should say."

Xu Fu smiled, "Mr. Dongjun is here, are you still going to leave your life?"

"Mr. Xu Fu has become famous for a long time. If he dies suddenly, he will probably attract the attention of those who are interested. It will make this troublesome. Please let me follow me!"

Concubine Yan did not intend to kill Xu Fu, but just invited him out of the house. Outside, there were a few ghost-faced warriors waiting. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!