Li Fuyao has experienced many dangers in his life, but no matter how dangerous it is, he survived it. However, when the girl he liked said this, he seemed not only unable to survive, but he didn't even have the power to resist.

Qinghuai asked, "Do you choose?"

Li Fuyao turned his head and said firmly, "No choice!"

"Do you like it?"

Qinghuai didn't look at Li Fuyao, and it seemed that she wasn't asking him.

Li Fuyao had nothing to answer.

After all, if you like this, you can't control it.

Qinghuai said he knew.

Li Fuyao looked at her side face and wanted to hold her hand.

Qinghuai turned his head and looked at Li Fuyao and said softly: "I want to come to Luoyang City, and then I want to go to Baiyu Town with you. Finally, I come to Jianshan. I don't want to do anything, but I just want to stay with you for a while before finally breaking through the territory and entering the sea."

"Apart from that, there is no other idea. As for what I just asked, if you have something to say when you meet next time, then just say it. If not, then forget it."

Li Fuyao looked at Qinghuai and said, "When you break the realm, I'll go find you."

Qinghuai nodded and smiled, "Okay."

Li Fuyao looked at her like this, and for some reason, she felt even more uncomfortable.

If Qinghuai had said before, a sword was inserted into his heart, then Qinghuai now looked like he was sprinkling a handful of salt on his heart.

But Li Fuyao didn't feel pain, he just felt uncomfortable.

Qinghuai glanced at him, his eyes were still full of affection, and then said, "Let's go."

After saying this, before Li Fuyao could react, her figure dissipated without knowing where to go.

Li Fuyao could feel the demonic aura, and it would not be difficult to catch up with him. He would walk quickly with his sword.

What can I do if I just catch up?

He didn't know, so he did nothing. He just went to the dilapidated temple to find a jar of wine, and then leaned against the statues of the three uncles and poured a bowl of wine.

On the mountain road, Wu Shanhe and Yan Le stood together. Both of them looked at the dilapidated temple at the foot of the mountain without saying a word. Wu Shanhe still had some blood on his clothes. In the previous battle, he was completely at a disadvantage.

After landing on the mountain, many disciples saw it, but after all, no one saw the exact result of the battle, so even if the head sect had injuries, it was hard to say that he lost the battle.

Yan Le is now a swordsman in the Spring and Autumn Realm. Although he did not really look at the battle process, he guessed that Wu Shanhe lost.

Wu Shanhe said: "Don't think about it, he won."

Wu Shanhe knew what he was thinking, but he didn't keep it from him.

Yan Le said: "If you lose today, you may not be defeated tomorrow. The head master knows what he wants, so you should not take this kind of thing to heart."

Wu Shanhe was silent for a moment, then said, "My junior brother seems to have really changed a little, and I can't see it clearly."

Yan Le nodded, and they were afraid that Li Fuyao would have to look up and watch Li Fuyao in the future.

This is to compare with Chao Qingqiu.

Wu Shanhe thought for a while and said, "I want to go to the school."

Yan Le asked, "What are you doing?"

Wu Shanhe ignored him. He did not ask Yan Le's consent when he spoke, but just to let him look at the mountain with a message.

Now that he knew, Wu Shanhe was leaving.

He threw out the Shanhe Sword, and then left Jianshan with his sword.

Yan Le thought about it and then walked towards the ruined temple. He wanted to say something to Li Fuyao, but when he arrived in front of the ruined temple, he found that Li Fuyao had left.

Looking at the wine bowl placed in front of the three statues, Yan Le sighed: "A pair of brothers are so weird."

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Zenzi went to Luoyang City.

This was originally one of the two things he wanted to do after leaving the Buddha land.

I have been to the Academy, so I will naturally come here after that.

Luoyang City is one of the three most prosperous cities in the world, but this is the first time Zenzi has come here.

He was wearing a big red cassock, and when he entered the city, he was stared at by a group of Luoyang people.

There have been six thousand years of no monks in the mountains and rivers.

However, with the efforts of the Yanling Emperor, more and more mortals on earth learned about the monks, so after seeing the Zen son, they were not too panicked, but just surprised.

"Mom, look at that monk, he is so handsome."

"Why do you want to be a monk in this way?"

"Yes, yes, it's a pity."

The Zenzi walked on the street with his expression unchanged, and the sounds on both sides of the street came into his ears.

Such a handsome monk, it is really rare for anyone to see him in the whole world.

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The Zenzi came to Luoyang City to meet people, and the man soon met him.

They met in a restaurant in Luoyang City. They wanted a private room. The two of them sat at a table, but there were a lot of chicken, duck, fish and meat on the table.

Zenzi asked unexpectedly, "Don't you know we don't eat meat?"

The man was old and had some white hair on his temples, but he was still as thin as ever. Listening to Zenzi's questioning, looking at Zenzi's face, which had not changed for many years, he picked up a chopstick of pork, and then said: "Something happened in Yanling. Now that the pork pound has increased to one tael of silver. Do you know how much money I will spend on ordering this dish? The people in this city are very interesting. Several of the gourmets who like to eat the most on weekdays even wrote a limerick, one of which is 'There will be thousands of books, and it is rare to have a bite of meat'. This is you, otherwise I would be willing to eat this?"

The Zenzi remained silent.

Then the man smiled and said, "After all, he just wants to eat it."

Zenzi smiled and said, "What's the situation in the mountains and rivers, Mr. Huang."

The man raised his head and heard such a strange name, and then muttered: "Now everyone calls me Lord Huang, but no one calls me this."

Many years ago, there was a scholar named Huang Jin from Zhou. One year he went to Shaoliang City, the capital of Zhou, to take the exam. However, before the exam was over, he heard that the woman he liked was going to marry someone else as his wife. He rushed back to his hometown and carried a hatchet. The weak scholar wanted to rob the bride, but he came one step later. The woman had passed away. After that, he met two people, and then went to the academy to study. He stayed in the academy for many years, and then came to Yanling.

So many years have passed, and Huang Jin has now become the Minister of Personnel of the Yanling Dynasty.

He is in charge of the promotion of officials from the entire Yanling Dynasty.

"After the death of the late emperor and after the new emperor ascended the throne, the courts in Luoyang City were a little chaotic. Chen Bingjun and the other two were staring at the chair of the prime minister. I, the Minister of Personnel, actually wanted to fight."

The Yanling Dynasty has gradually moved away from the mountains over the years, and what happened next is probably to think about unifying the mountains and rivers.

Unifying the mountains and rivers is definitely something that all the mighty emperors want to achieve. Besides, there are many things that can only be done by unifying the mountains and rivers.

Zenzi didn't want to know what Emperor Yanling was thinking, but said, "The little monk came to Yanling this time, just wanted the emperor to let the little monk build several temples in Yanling."

Huang Jin asked, "The two saints on Lingshan have the same idea as you?"

The Zenzi whispered: "The little monk's thoughts are naturally the thoughts of the Buddha land."

Huang Jin nodded and smiled, "Then please enter the palace."

It would be useless to talk to him, the Minister of Personnel. In the final analysis, the new Emperor Yanling finally had to make the decision.

Zenzi stood up, and Huang Jin also stood up. The two of them looked at each other, and Huang Jin smiled and said, "Thank you."

If Zenzi reached an agreement with Yanling, as an intermediary, he, the Minister of Personnel, could basically drag the chair over and sit under him.

Zenzi said: "I said in the academy that Mr. Huang just needs to remember it, and there is no need to thank you."

Huang Jin nodded, so he led the Zen master into the palace.

It rained in Luoyang City today.

It rains all the time in Luoyang City, and it is not surprising that there is rain today.

The sound of horse hooves falling on the street sounded from the street.

In the rain, a carriage approached the palace, and then an eunuch was holding an umbrella waiting at the palace gate.

Huang Jin was the Minister of Personnel and one of the top officials in Yanling. If he wanted to enter the palace, he would naturally receive courtesy from the emperor.

What's more, he is still carrying a Zen master now.

The two eunuchs each held umbrellas for the two and soon arrived at the Imperial Study Room.

The new Emperor Yanling was waiting for them there. The Zen son entered the imperial study, and Huang Jin, the Minister of Personnel, could only wait outside.

But he still found a stool for the Minister of Personnel and sat on it. Huang Jin looked at the rain, not knowing what he was thinking.

No outsiders knew what the Zen son and Yanling New Emperor were saying in the imperial study room, but Huang Jin saw an umbrella coming towards this side in the rain.

When I stood up, I saw a young man in a white robe.

"Li Fuyao."
To be continued...