midnight.

Zhang Chu suddenly woke up.

The eyes were pitch black, neither the heavenly army formation nor the invincible chief smiled grimly.

I only hear the sound of insects in my ears, neither golden swords nor iron horses nor old friends whispers.

Is this, insomnia?

He was stunned for a moment and closed his eyes again.

After a while, he suddenly sighed softly, opened his eyes and put on his clothes, and pushed the door out.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are adorned.

The brilliant galaxy lies across the sky, attracting imagination.

Zhang Chu stroked the railing and looked up at the moon in the sky.

for a long time.

He gently took off his robe that he draped over his body and placed it on the railing.

He was wearing a moon-white underwear, and his figure gently stretched out of the attic like a flexible swimming fish, and the sky rose straight up.

The wind is howling.

The coldness is bone-bone.

A golden sword that was several feet long and had a delicate detail came out through the body, covering Zhang Chu. While blocking the low temperature, it also formed a bright cone on his head, forcibly splitting the wind.

Pressure.

In a blink of an eye, it was two or three thousand miles away from the ground.

Zhang Chu stopped the ascending momentum and took away most of the sword energy that protected his body, leaving only a faint golden sword-shaped phantom as high as others, covering his body and blocking the chill in the sky.

He sat down cross-legged like the one sitting on the real thing, looking down at the vast earth below.

Well, it's black.

Nothing can be seen.

Not good-looking at all.

But it's so cold that it's so cold at a high place.

Zhang Chu sat in a daze for a long time, and suddenly smiled: You are so bored.

He didn't see any moves. He sat steadily the previous second, but his body fell straight downwards freely the next second.

...

Zhang Chu quietly fell into his yard.

He let out a light breath and was about to walk towards the hall when he heard a voice coming from beside him: "You really have time."

Zhang Chu turned his head and found Liang Yuanchang sitting on the wall, holding a pot of wine and drinking slowly.

Looking at his neat clothes, I was afraid he hadn't slept at all and drank alone for half a night.

He smiled and jumped up gently: "How could you be so idle as drinking alone?"

After he finished speaking, he had already sat opposite Liang Yuanchang: "Why don't you even make two dishes?"

Liang Yuanchang glanced at him and sneered, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Zhang Chu didn't need him to take care of it. When he turned his head, he saw a rocking chair in Liang Yuanchang's yard, with wine all around the rocking chairs. He reached out to take a pot of it and tilted his head to drink.

Wine is good wine.

The mouth is soft, the throat is smooth, and the abdomen is like burning.

The levels are very clear.

It is very consistent with Liang Yuanchang's aesthetic.

But Zhang Chu was a little uncomfortable with drinking.

He likes the kind of wine that is as strong as a knife to cut, as strong as a knife to cut, as strong as a knife to cut, as strong as a knife to cut into the belly to cut as strong as a knife to cut into the belly.

Anyway, the troubles of getting drunk and hurting the body have long been far away like the previous life.

Zhang Chu threw the wine pot in his hand to Liang Yuanchang, jumped off the wall, and went straight to the backyard.

Not long after, Zhang Chu, who was dressed, came out with two jars of burning knives.

He jumped onto the wall and put a jar of burning knives in front of Liang Yuanchang.

Liang Yuanchang didn't even look at it, let alone touch it.

Zhang Chu ignored him, and then took out the mud and fed it.

"Huh...it's still exciting."

He said, breathing alcohol.

Liang Yuanchang still didn't speak.

Zhang Chu put down the wine jar and said softly: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it."

Liang Yuanchang seemed to have never heard of it, and he drank on his own.

It took a long time.

Zhang Chucai suddenly heard him ask, "Your master is still regretting that he has not been able to fly on the sky until he dies, right?"

Zhang Chu suddenly woke up.

He took a sip of wine and asked softly, "Do you want to hear the truth or the lies?"

Liang Yuanchang said lightly: "Then listen to the lies first."

Zhang Chu: "I must be a little resentful. After all, I have been stuck in the fourth grade for more than ten years and have not been able to get the best of my skills. I can only watch the martial arts that I have practiced for decades have faded away little by little. No one can get it."

Liang Yuan took a long sip of wine, drooped his eyelids and asked, "Where is the truth?"

Zhang Chu: "I'm even more sorry for you and your senior sister..."

Liang Yuanchang said "stop" and changed the topic bluntly: "Didn't you think about that Long Yuan?"

Zhang Chu said "huff" contemptuously.

You just have a stubborn voice!

Why do you regret it in your heart?

Zhang Chu knew a lot about the Liang family affairs, but he was not convenient for him to comment on who is right or wrong, so naturally he had no way to persuade him.

Back then, Liang Chongxiao was unwilling to let the grudges of the world continue to extend to his children.

He sent Liang Yuanchang, who was still young, to Xiliang Prefecture to live under someone else's roof, and he was full of his favors and feelings.

He will completely break off his relationship with the world by marrying Liang Yuanyuan to a county lieutenant in Yanbei Prefecture.

And after all their lives, they did not allow their brothers and sisters to step into Xuanbeizhou.

Liang Yuanchang is a stubborn person, but he hasn't made a step into Xuanbeizhou for more than 20 years!

He didn't even come forward to deal with the funeral after the old man...

It was not until Zhang Chu, the junior brother, emerged in Xuanbei Prefecture that he set foot in Xuanbei Prefecture for the first time.

When we occasionally mention the old man with Zhang Chu over the years, Liang Yuanchang is either an "old guy" or "your master".

I still refuse to call the old man "Dad".

But if you want to say that Liang Yuanchang really doesn’t recognize Liang Chongxiao.

Zhang Chu decided not to believe it.

If Liang Yuanchang refused to even Liang Chongxiao.

How could he recognize him as his junior brother Zhang Chu?

There is no overnight revenge between father and son...

...

Seeing Zhang Chu, he didn't answer.

Liang Yuanchang said again: "You have to make a decision early in this matter and then concentrate on improving your realm. Xuanbeizhou is located in the northern border, far away from the hinterland of Jiuzhou. There are some news you are afraid that you don't know yet. The boundary between heaven and earth is wide, and the south has begun to be in chaos.

I guess I won’t be able to stay safe for long.”

Zhang Chu took a sip of wine and asked, "How is the chaos in the south?"

Liang Yuan drank a long sip of wine and said leisurely: "South of Nanshanzhou is a rainforest where geese will get lost. There are Yue people scattered inside. They are like the Northern Barbarians, and they live in the form of tribes.

In the rain forest.”

"But the Yue people are more ignorant than the Northern Barbarians. They don't even have the concept of a country or nation."

"The Dali people and the others killed."
To be continued...