Time flies, and two days pass by.

early morning!

The rising sun in the east is rising, emitting thousands of rays of light, gradually dispelling the darkness of the world,

A big red sun is full of vitality and bright.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

The gate of Shendu slowly opened.

The tall Nine Heavens Black Iron gate is covered with scratches. These are the traces left by various weapons of swords, guns, swords and halberds. There are bright red blood stains in some places, and they have not been dry yet. This is the blood stains left by martial arts.

After the door opened, a carriage slowly drove out.

The carriage was ecstatic and went straight to the waterside, and came to the river bank. The carriage stopped.

The groom took out the bench and placed it under the carriage, then lifted the curtain, and the Wei Hou walked down from the carriage, and Hei followed him down.

Wei Hou waved his hand gently, the groom nodded, and drove the carriage to the distance to wait.

"I wish my junior brother a safe journey and a successful fish leaping on the dragon gate!"

The black look was calm, the black coat swung in the wind, his eyes were calmly staring at Wei Hou, and he nodded slowly and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Hei looked up at the sky, finally walked to the river bank, looked at the river water flowing in front of him, and said slowly in a tone: "I should have told my senior brother two days ago."

"After parting today, I may never see you again. I am here to warn you."

"Be sincere to Master, you forced me to make a ten-year vow. This is to be smart. Playing with these little cleverness will only add to Master's disgust."

"I can see that Chen Miefa is about to break through, let alone the master of the wisest man in Jiuzhou."

"We must cherish this hard-won opportunity, maintain the reputation of the teacher, and don't give me the opportunity to clean up the portal."

"I will either die if I go here. If I wait for my return, what if Chen Miefa breaks through the martial arts form?"

"I am just a new supreme master. I have turned into a dragon body, with the blood of the real dragon. I am a demon god respected by all demons. Even Chen Miefa cannot protect you. Your father and son's life and death are all in the Master's thoughts."

Wei Hou's face was pale, and sweat slowly flowed down his forehead. The beads of sweat followed the bridge of his nose and finally dripped onto Wei Hou's lips.

Hei looked at Wei Hou with grace and grace, and finally solemnly said, "Master has recreated me. For the sake of Master, you have written off all the grudges of my senior brother in the past."

"I hope my senior brother will take care of himself!"

Hei jumped, and the black marks on his skin broke in an instant, breaking free from the constraints in one go, falling directly into the surging river water, splashing countless water splashes.

A black shadow rushed into the distance from the river, and a loud roar came out, like a dragon's roar, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Wei Hou reached out and touched his forehead, his palms were covered with sweat. Listening to the roar, he couldn't help but feel sad.

In just two days, the great changes in this black change have exceeded my cognition for nearly twenty years.

In the past, he said that he would give up grudges, but that was just a verbal discourse, in order to escape safely. But at this time, Wei Hou knew that Hei was speaking sincerely and had never had a false statement.

This person has completely completed his transformation and has his own demeanor when he makes every move.

This is probably the climate!

It was supposed to be ten deaths and no life when we went there, but Wei Hou couldn't help but feel a premonition in his heart that Hei could still come back.

Is this the charm of the wisest man in Kyushu?

Lian Hei, a rebellious person, was impressed in a short time. It was so terrifying that people couldn't raise the urge to resist.

Thinking of his father who broke through in the past year, Marquis Wei gave birth to his father and continued to retreat for the first time.

With his father's irritable and proud temperament, there will definitely be conflicts, and he will not be his master's opponent at that time.

Alas, I feel sorry for my father when I can’t say that I can’t say anything. There is no way to do this. In order to save my father’s life, I have to stand on my side to speak and ask my master to bypass my father’s life.

This is the worst result, and hopefully it won't happen.

.............

Shendu, Zhuque Street, Qinwang Mansion!

At this time, a fast horse was galloping in front of the palace.

The Taoist in Tianmen was covered in dust, with dust on his long snow-white hair. At this time, he changed his previous clean and tidy image. There were traces of damage in many places in the Taoist robe, and blood stained the Taoist robe. The Taoist in Tianmen was extremely embarrassed.

After coming to the front of the palace, someone quickly stepped forward, took the reins, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with the old god?"

The Taoist of Tianmen turned over and dismounted, and had no intention of answering the other party, but asked, "Your Highness is in the mansion?"

"exist!"

After hearing the answer, the Taoist of Tianmen walked steadily and walked directly towards the royal palace.

Standing in the main hall and waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the Taoist of Tianmen saw a middle-aged man walking in the distance.

The King of Qin was in his prime, with beards all over his lips. At this time, the green brocade robe set off the King of Qin's heroic spirit. Every move from afar was filled with a military spirit.

Looking at the wounded Taoist Tianmen, the King of Qin couldn't help but say with care: "The real person is seriously injured. I have hired an imperial physician and will arrive soon. I will ask the real person to heal his wounds first. It's not too late to say anything later."

The face of the Taoist Tianmen was full of wrinkles, and a serious look appeared. One hand subconsciously touched the flowers on his hair, but it was empty. Then he remembered that in the tomb of clothes, it had been completely broken in order to avoid evil beasts.

"Your Highness is caring for you, but this matter is serious, and it will not be too late to cure the injury later."

"Please look at your highness!"

The green ring worn by the Taoist Tianmen turned his fingers, and a portrait had appeared in the hands of the Taoist Tianmen.

The Taoist of Tianmen personally opened the Qin King slowly, and the portrait was presented in front of the Qin King.

"This, is this?"

As a prince, the various lists of Fengyun List are naturally familiar with them, because they have to use this to judge whether they have the value of winning over.

"This is the first in the list of strange people, the first wise man in Jiuzhou, Mr. Chen!"

The King of Qin frowned and looked at the lines of words left on the portrait.

In the thirteenth year of Zhizheng, I gave it to Mr. Chen!

Zhizheng was the reign of Shunzong in the previous dynasty. Shunzong reigned for a total of 38 years, and then the last emperor succeeded to the throne.

He preached in a deep voice: "There is one in the tomb?"

The Taoist of Tianmen nodded solemnly and said bitterly: "I have personally verified the paper age of this portrait. It was definitely not forged later. It has been at least fifty years since then."

The King of Qin paced repeatedly from the main hall, interrupting the Tianmen Taoist tone and preached: "Mr. Chen Da has started to move since the thirteenth year of Zhizheng."

"The death of the last emperor of the previous dynasty is full of doubts. What is the reason why the three sects and eight sects have bloody pillage of the palace?"

"I didn't see any benefit afterwards, but both sides suffered losses, and most of the three and eight factions were lost."

"It's a bit of a clue now. Since this general who has been killed by the last emperor and monopolized the power and caused trouble to the previous dynasty, since he has something to do with Mr. Chen, all this is closely related to Mr. Chen."

"The last time my father mentioned Mr. Chen Da, he was recorded on the strange people list by Tianji Building, which is also something that has happened in the past decade."

"There are several decades between them. In other words, at least Mr. Chen is not a fictional one."

"It's just that why the father refused to admit it after sobering up, there are still doubts about it."

The King of Qin gradually became low and finally muttered completely. No wonder the Taoist of Tianmen hurried back. This incident of Mr. Chen was really a shocking event.

There is nothing small about it when it comes to the supreme master, especially such a terrifying figure who is always restless and restless.

The glorious country was 300 years old, but once it was subverted by such a person.

If Dali hadn't fallen apart, the father wouldn't have had the opportunity to rise, destroy the Jiuzhou and make a fortune. Due to Dali's situation at that time, there would be at least fifty years of national destiny.

The world is not chaotic, and the time does not come. My father is just a county magistrate in the county. Such people are like a minister across the river. Even if you have great ambitions, you will never take off in your life.

If you are going to ruin the Jiuzhou in the future, you don’t know who your surname is.

However, when the King of Qin looked at this picture, he became more and more familiar with it.

I don’t know where this sense of familiarity comes from?

Is it the appearance introduced by Fengyun List?

No, the King of Qin soon reacted.

After a few steps, he walked out of the main hall and said to an escort outside: "Go to the lonely study room and bring the portrait hanging in the northeast corner."

"promise!"

The guard left with great strides. In a short while, the guard was already returning with the portrait in his hand.

After taking the portrait from the guard, the King of Qin walked into the main hall. The light curtain kept rippling like water waves. This was the restriction in the main hall, which isolated the main hall from the outside and would not allow the conversation in the main hall to be listened to by the outside.

After coming to the main hall, the King of Qin personally held the portrait and stood with the Taoist of Tianmen, comparing the two portraits with each other.

The Taoist of Tianmen didn't understand the meaning at first, but looked at the portrait in his hand, then the portrait in the hands of the King of Qin, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "It's exactly the same."

"Yes, it's exactly the same."

The King of Qin looked at the two portraits, which were painted on them, and there was also the portrait inscribed inscriptions in the hands of the Taoist Taoist in Tianmen. The portrait was slightly worse than the one in his hand.

This is very obvious. Huo Tianquan's painting skills are far inferior to those of painters who are good at this. This is the difference between the two portraits.

The Taoist of Tianmen asked with a serious expression: "Where does this portrait of Your Highness come from?"

The King of Qin sighed, and the portrait in his hand swung, which had fallen into the hands of the Taoist Taoist in Tianmen, and replied, "This is the Mr. Chen of Laojiu."

Most people don’t know about the Ninth Prince, but for those who are interested, this is not a secret.

This is a game played by the old emperor and his son, but it was a little larger. Although the Taoist in Tianmen did not stay in the gods, he also knew the details.

At this time, a shudder was heard. The Taoist of Tianmen grabbed the portrait's hand and couldn't help but tremble. Blue veins appeared on his palms, and he said in a trembling tone: "This, this, this,"

"I really invited Mr. Chen."

"The evil done by heaven can be forgiven, but the evil done by oneself cannot survive!"

It seems that this big dance pill is not enough to get out of time now.
Chapter completed!