The southwest is filled with smoke all day long. At this moment, in a quiet villa on the mountain, a fat old man sat on a rocking chair, with a respectful old servant behind him. The old servant's divine light is restrained, his temple is bulging, and his forehead is sunken. He can tell at a glance that he is an internal master, and his martial arts cultivation has entered the innate realm.

The old man shook the chair and held the tea bowl in his hand, as if he was very leisurely. The old servant raised his voice behind him and said, "Master, the time is almost over. They are waiting for you. It seems that there are some important things that I want to talk to you. Don't let others wait too long!"

The old man who was called the master by the old servant laughed and said, "Yuesheng, you know, I don't like this title!"

The old servant still looked calm on his face, "But you are my master!"

The old man's face looked a little memory, calm in the memories, and a beautiful smile lightly raised on the corner of his mouth and said, "Yuesheng, I once told you that there is only one master, but it is not me. Your master is actually my master, so why are you disobedient?"

The old servant finally smiled on his face, remembering the young man in white clothes as snow as snow, and a traceless sword energy, he said in his heart: "The master is the master, the master is the master. I naturally understand the master's instructions, but my life is saved by the master, so I must respectfully call you the master!"

The old man smiled, picked up the teapot again, and squinted gently and said, "Is there any difference between the master and the master?"

The old servant shook his head and nodded seriously and said, "The master and the master are not different in the eyes of others, but in my eyes. The master is only a temporary loyalty partner. When you get old and die, I will no longer be loyal to you and no longer be loyal to your successor. But the master is different. I will be loyal to the master until I die. If the master dies before me, then I will be loyal to the master's successor, and everything is loyal to my life."

After a pause, the old servant smiled and said, "But I think my master should not die in front of me!"

The old man also laughed, but his smile was somewhat mysterious: "You, you are the only one who dares to say such things in front of me, but I have nothing to complain about. He is your master, and he is also my master, so there is no difference between being loyal to him and being loyal to me!"

The old servant nodded with a smile and stopped talking.

After a long time, the old man suddenly spoke, "The group of people under my little master are very quiet recently?"

The old servant nodded, staring at the green bamboo that was swept by the wind in the mountain stream, and said, "It's like this bamboo, it's very deep. These people are the little master's people, and they are naturally not ordinary people. They know that if they are entering alone, the sacrifice would be a bit too great. However, the little master, a genius, is a rare thing to conquer such a large area of ​​the world at the age of twenty!"

The old man nodded silently and said, "Yes, but the little master's momentum is a bit too strong, so we must suppress him, which is also the master's request. But I think we can't suppress him after a long time, so I hope the plan can be implemented quickly during this period!"

"I understand that the people below have already started to prepare! It will take half a year to implement it!" The old servant said respectfully, but there was a sense of playfulness and an indescribable longing. Thinking about it, the little master was like a master, with a sword in his hand and a long sword, killing the whole world. It was really a scene that made people feel excited.

"Yuesheng, what level has the little master's cultivation reached?" the old man suddenly asked.

The old servant Yue Sheng was a little confused, but he still shook his head and said, "I don't know, but it seems that he has the level of his master, or higher. I don't know very well. I don't understand what kind of cultivation a person who can stand on the sea in the air has!"

The old man laughed and said, "It's rare that there are people in this world who can't see their cultivation level!"

The servant Yuesheng gave the old man a blank look and said, "I am not a god, so naturally I can't see my cultivation. However, in this world, even if the god-level master is in front of me, I can clearly know that he is a god-level, but if he surpasses the god-level and transcends the boundaries of our cognition, it will be difficult to explain clearly!"

"Do you think he surpassed the god level?" the old man said stunned.

"I don't know, I don't know!" the old servant thought for a while and replied.

After a moment of silence, the old man pinched his dry eyes, his mouth slightly dry, and said, "Yuesheng, how are those Japanese people doing recently? I don't think they will be willing to be calm, but now I am increasingly confused. What exactly do Japan want to do?"

The old servant smiled and said, "Those guys are close to the Zhu family. After the Jinyiwei who was half killed by the little master, the Zhu family seemed to be much quieter, but there seemed to be a bigger conspiracy waiting. When it comes to Japan, I seem to be able to see a little more clearly!"

"What can you see clearly?" the old man smiled and asked curiously.

The old servant said, "The Red Army, the Red Army has problems, and there is a big problem. This is what I can see!"

"Haha!" The old man laughed again: "Your old eyes are very poisonous! But it is true that the Red Army can exist for such a long time. Japan is just a small island country. If we splice the national power and search them, how could they hide? This is a fatal problem!"

After a moment of silence, the old man continued, "What do you think about Shang Hai?"

"Do you talk about the Red Army?" the old servant said, squinted his eyes and stroked his beard.

"Yes, I mean the Red Army?" the old man asked with a smile, with some serious expressions appearing in his eyes. The old servant still squinted his eyes and pondered for a long time before saying, "The Red Army's actions in Shanghai are not very clever. They want to deliberately expose something to anger the little master, and they are going to kill someone with a knife!"

"Who to kill?"

The old servant laughed silently and said, "Of course, they are those who claim to be gods and are not very obedient. You should know that the struggle between gods and imperial power is not a matter of overnight. Although Japan is a small country, it is nothing more than that. I have already felt that the three major shrines seem to be in trouble!"
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