"No one came tonight."

Luo Zhiyu murmured.

Suddenly, I woke up from this moment of confusion.

"What am I talking about?"

"where am I?"

"What should I do?"

After being stunned for a moment, Luo Zhiyu looked at the sword in his hand.

"Why did I draw my sword?"

After a moment of silence, Luo Zhiyu remembered why he came to Chu Ci.

At this time, Chu Ci's face looked a little pale.

His name was Li Wei, and he was the chief historian of the Prime Minister's house and the chief steward of Tieyi Pavilion.

The only prime minister who won the victory was Li Quan, the head of Legalism and the founder of Tieyi Pavilion.

"Okay, then just listen to Master Gao."

This also illustrates a truth.

After Wenxin left in the Prime Minister's carriage, several figures hidden in the darkness quickly withdrew.

Luo Zhiyu put away her sword and glanced at the silent courtyard.

Look back.

In front of Wen Xin, about ten feet away, there was a man in official uniform.

That statement is very reasonable: Moderate gaming is beneficial, but addiction to gaming is harmful to the body. Arrange your time reasonably and enjoy a healthy life.

That posture was to kidnap someone by force.

Chu Ci also stopped and stepped slightly to one side.

Steps, pause slightly.

As soon as Li Wei clapped his hands, the luxury carriage that had been prepared slowly came slowly.

"After all, you are now the Commander-in-Chief, and one of my great lords. My father will not be stingy with these rewards."

Chu Ci lowered his head slightly. At this moment, on the luminous panel in his mind, the columns belonging to "The Hands and Feet of the Most Greedy Man" and "Gao Yao" were flashing brightly.

The man on the left is of medium height, with fair hair and a childlike face, stroking his beard and smiling.

"Taoist Master, please."

"Let's go. Since the prime minister wants to see Xiaodao, it's not good to keep him waiting for a long time."

"My Excellency, Li Wei, the Chief of the Prime Minister's Office, has met Taoist Master Wen Xin."

"Young master, there is no need to mention it. I will explain it myself."

Chu Ci was not surprised by Qing Ya's choice and didn't have too many emotions.

Thinking back to last night.

"How long do you have to look for your emperor?"

Chu Ci had just walked out of the palace.

"The Taoist Master Wen Xin is so complimentary. I just have admiration for the Taoist priest, so I came with him to appreciate the Taoist priest's demeanor."

"Inform Lord Wu Ling immediately that Wen Xin has entered the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Chu Ci held a paper umbrella and walked slowly out of the Lieyang Palace Gate. The palace guards were already accustomed to Chu Ci, a sorcerer dressed in the Immortal Tower, and they checked the token as usual before letting him go.

Wen Xin strolled along this street. It was bustling during the day, but now it was deserted.

Everyone has his or her own life, and everyone has his or her own choices, just as a tree grows thousands of leaves, and each leaf has its own withered path of turning into dust.

However, just when Gao Yao passed by Chu Ci, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"It's just a joke, you two don't need to take it so seriously."

Gao Yao said nothing, but looked sideways at the man wearing the silver mask.

"Miao Yunhe, the ageless naughty boy, Song Jinglei when Jing Tao was angry."

Even a martial arts practitioner of Chu Ci's level will be exhausted if he is addicted to games.

Lang Zhongling was ranked as the Greatest Nine Ministers and was in charge of the palace guards. He was the direct commander of these palace guards. It is no wonder that these palace guards were so respectful when they saw the carriage.

"Ah."

The bleak autumn wind rustled as we walked.

"Xiaobai, I'm back."

"Sister, I'm almost finding him."

The next day, there was thunder, lightning, and heavy rain.

Luo Zhiyu yawned with two dark circles under his eyes, but did not leave. Instead, he came to the sycamore tree and fell asleep leaning against the tree.

Asking the heart sneered.

The big shot is coming.

At the end of autumn, the temperature drops sharply, and it already feels like the biting chill of early winter.

The ninth son, Hu Lai, is a doctor who orders Gao Yao.

The bronze-ringed sword he carried on his shoulder lived up to its name: Thunder.

It is said that when Song Jinglei broke through the extreme realm, he cut the thunder with a sword, and the buzzing sound of the sword energy shocked half the city.

The middle-aged man in official uniform looks neither humble nor arrogant.

Gao Yao seemed not to want to answer.

When the palace guards saw the carriage, they were all startled. They all stood up straight, not daring to show any signs of laziness.

Some things are far worse when spoken from one's own mouth than from the mouths of others.

Xiaobai followed obediently under the umbrella, with the arrow tail hidden and wrapped around his waist.

"I'm disturbing the Taoist priest late at night, but I also hope that Haihan will be invited by my Prime Minister."

"He's just a warlock from Dengxian Pavilion. He presumably makes elixirs for my father. If Master Gao likes elixirs, I'll ask my father to give you a few."

Miao Yunhe, who had white hair and a childish face, smiled.

Hu Lai turned around and looked at Gao Yao, and found that Gao Yao's eyes were focused on a warlock who was ascending the Immortal Tower by the city gate.

"Even Xiaobai is not here. He must have gone to the Alchemy Tower."

Hu Lai asked as soon as he got off the carriage.

……………………

"well…"

………………

It's amazing that I can feel good every time I do it.

"Master Xiang?"

"Master Gao, I heard that my father was in a very bad mood when he returned from his northern tour this time. Do you know what the reason is?"

"Master Gao, what's wrong?"

Asking the heart, the corner of the mouth is frivolous.

As soon as the words came out, the eyes of Miao Yunhe and Song Jinglei changed instantly.

Lieyang City, Zhuque Street.

"Oh, I've been too busy lately, and I'm starting to suffer from indirect amnesia."

Do you still have to ask this kind of question? Is it pig brain?

Behind the man in official uniform, there were two people standing on each side.

Hu Lai seems to be arrogant in his actions, but he is still cautious when it comes to pleasing his father.

The two of them stepped into the palace gate together.

It's past midnight.

Chu Ci wore the silver elder mask of Dengxian Tower, while Xiaobai wore the Dantong Yin Yang Warlock robe.

As long as Chu Ci suddenly gets angry and chops off the hands and feet of the dead eunuch in front of him, this collection will be considered complete.

I saw two people in brocade robes getting off the carriage.

"Before your father's northern tour, the stunning beauty I presented to the palace should still be there. Can I mention this directly in front of your father later? Let your father feel happier."
To be continued...