No one misses Yangguo.

This is a fact.

Although it is too cruel for Yan Sheng.

For thousands of years, too many countries have claimed to be "Guyang Zhengshuo" and seem to miss the glorious empire so much, but if the real Guyang Zhengshuo stands in front of them, they will definitely be killed by random knives and eat them.

People do not miss Yangguo, they only seek the wealth and authority of Yangguo.

Yan Sheng knew that nothing was possible. He had been reading books on the mountain of books for so many years and did not read himself as a fool. A strong man standing at the top of the forest could never be naive.

only……

But he inevitably fantasized. If Jiang Wang really wanted to inherit the glory of Guyang in the name of Yanru's personal teachings, what would happen?

This thing can really give birth to hope.

The transcendent collision between the mirror and water and moon in the mystery world surprised him to hear the name of Yan Ru, and also made this man named Jiang Wang enter his eyes when he was studying behind closed doors.

He had learned about Jiang Wang seriously.

From south to north, from east to west, Jiang Wang left too many deeds, received too many recognitions, and had too many powerful friends to be an alliance. Just talking about a Baiyujing Restaurant, there are so many talents.

More importantly, Jiang Wang's current reputation is at its peak. The name of Jiang Ge Lao resounds throughout the long river and south. The word Jiang Wang has been engraved with history and is a living legend.

If Jiang Wang is willing to raise the flag, he will inevitably respond to the world and can turn the impossible into possible.

But Jiang Wang refused even more resolutely.

Hanging a sword and leaving the table, life is divided.

In the vast world, there are people with countless numbers of people. In the vast sea of ​​people, Yan Sheng realized that he was the last Yang country.

No one is with him, no one is missing him.

He sat quietly on the bamboo mat. Suddenly he thought that he had taught this Zhengren Jiang for five days in vain, but he had no rewards. He didn't even hear a good word.

"It's outrageous..."

He couldn't help but shake his head and smiled.

But tears flowed over again.

...

...

The tip of the hair is walking on the paper, and the word "六" is written to the beginning.

Zhongli Yan, who had been in a coma for several days and nights, finally got up. He wrote a word with a hideous face and his teeth were creaking. It was not that Jiang Wang was so heavy that he had hit him so many days. But the news that he provoked Jiang Wang to be beaten in the street was sent home, and Zhongli Zhaojia beat him up again.

New hatreds and old hatreds, this hatred is endless!

I can't write it under the bed any longer.

He specially purchased an accounting instrument at Qianji Building anonymously, which was a thin book on the table that seemed ordinary. In fact, there were thousands of pages in the inner room, and you could put as many as you want. And the categories were classified and the entries were clear.

Of course, Dou Zhao has the most account number under his name, and now there are many people with the surname Jiang. Zuo Guangshu has been watching operas many times, laughing at him, and has also been recorded.

"When the general account is cleared, no bastard can escape!" Zhong Liyan gritted his teeth and was furious.

Bang!

The door was suddenly kicked open, and Zhongli Zhaojia walked in: "Do you have the fucking quality? Who are you scolding in the middle of the night?"

"No..." Zhong Liyan raised the pen in his hand: "I'm practicing calligraphy! Didn't you say that I want me to calm down and cultivate my nature?"

The more he said, the more he felt that he had a reasonable point, and the more he said, the less he was convinced: "Is there any mistake in practicing calligraphy?!!"

Zhongli Zhaojia slapped over and said, "Who are you with?"

"Stop touching me. Don't think that you are my father and you can be so arrogant - I have tolerated you for a long time!" Zhong Liyan took the sword and fucked it.

After a while of ping-pong.

Zhongli Yan lay on the ground with his back on all sides, and his face was swollen.

Zhongli Zhaojia dusted the corner of his clothes, sat down politely and drank water. He looked at his son with a squint eyes and said sarcastically: "Your martial arts are not very good. It's already the twenty-fourth level, and it's far from you."

Zhongli Yan lost the fight, but he was not convinced: "You have only practiced for a few more years! How many years will you give me a look?"

"Talking about age?" Zhongli Zhaojia sneered: "Then Jiang Wang is much younger than you, right?"

Zhongli Yan laughed: "I am at the highest level of martial arts. Which level is he practicing? It's not the same level, do you understand?"

Zhongli Zhaojia's face darkened because he and Jiang Wang were a little taller. "I, Zhongli Zhaojia, have been calm and polite all my life. Why did I give birth to a son so arrogant and arrogant? You are far behind Wang Ao, Wu Xun and others!"

"Wang Ao is so rude and brainless, Wu Xun is distracted from governing the army, two mediocre talents! After walking in front of him for so long, he failed to reach the top and achieve martial arts." Zhong Liyan became more and more confident: "I was born for decades later, and I abandoned my skills and practiced martial arts, and they all caught up. This means that the sky gave me great responsibilities and was destined to open up a new world!"

He recovered quickly, was excited to speak, and he didn't feel any pain in his body. A carp was thrust up and sat opposite Zhongli Zhaojia: "Old man, I'm going out."

"Don't even think about it!" Zhongli Zhaojia didn't give any face at all: "I still think I didn't pay enough money? I earned it back with a lot of money. If you lose, it's a car to fight! What a spoiler!"

"I have a serious business this time!" Zhongli Yan said anxiously: "I won't go to the Immortal Forest, I won't go to the borderlands, and I won't go to any Jedi, is it done?"

Zhongli Zhaojia looked distrustful: "Ask yourself or not."

Zhongliyan immediately pointed to the sky: "I, Zhongliyan, swear to the sky! If I have half a lie, I will break my oath and call my whole family--"

Zhongli Zhaojia slapped him back: "Don't swear!"

After thinking about it, he said, "In this way, take your moon-piercing demon horse to me. If you break your promise, don't ask for it."

This Guanyue Demon Horse is the 24th level of heaven that opens through the Yan Ji of Zhongli. It is a gift given to him by Emperor Chu. It is usually a very precious treasure. Zhongli Zhaojia has been asking for it many times but has not obtained it.

Zhong Liyan glanced at his father hatefully, remembered the humiliating moment in his heart, and gritted his teeth and said, "One word is certain!"

A real man can bend and stretch. When he returns from a great achievement, who will Zhongli’s family belong to? It’s different!

Jiang Wang asked Zuo Guangshu to send a letter to Duke Huai, saying, "If something happens to Yue State"...

Isn’t this clear that the situation in Vietnam is in China?

What else can happen in the current situation of Yue Kingdom? The scope is very easy to lock!

Gao Zheng is dead, isn’t he still struggling in Yue?

This time he would take the lead, use Jiang Wang's information to steal the Zuo family's credit, slap two in the face, and let out a strong anger!

...

...

When water is high, it will be heavy, and when energy is high, it will be hated.

Hong cannot be stopped, and I wish I could not bear it. This is the so-called "If the heart is depressed, you must express it."

Yan Sheng, who has been in Shushan for many years, wants to find Rakshasa Mingyuejing to vent his anger. He has to vent his anger even if he has nothing to do. Zhongli Yan, who has been beaten even more unbearable, wants to vent his anger in Yueguo.

Fengdu Yin, who is in charge of the "Ghost Kingdom on Earth", has to be angry.

He was hanging on the ghost street in Fengdu, and suddenly remembered the little bald man who had been imprisoned in prison. At that time, he was already ready to take action, but he had to leave temporarily and had to put it aside.

After finishing all the trivial things that have to be dealt with, I think it is today.

"Go and take the bald man over a few days ago. The matter involved in Jiaowu Mountain, and I will personally examine it." He ordered.

There were rustling ghosts in the houses on the street: "I'm afraid it won't work."

The State of Chu has never been jealous of ghosts and gods. There are countless strong people in China who are proficient in this path, but they are not like the former State of Mu, who is just a state of Qu as the throne of the gods.

If Zhuge Yixian represents Chu's highest exploration of the divine way, then "Fengdu" is the most cutting-edge place in the research on ghost paths.

It can even be said that a large part of the power of "Fengdu" is derived from the Flying Immortal Forest. Fengdu's manipulation of ghosts can reflect the Chu State's research on the Flying Immortal Forest over the years.

Gu Chi may not be the one who has the deepest research on ghosts, but the knowledge about ghosts in Chu State, he, Fengdu Yin, definitely has the highest authority.

In fact, the last time there was something happened, Duke Wei Dou Yunxiao rushed to call him and asked him to express his power of the ghost in the Dead Immortal Forest.

Dou Yunxiao is the only real person in the four kilometers of Chu State. It is usually not considered to be a benchmark for the existence of the other three dukes. Compared with Dukes of Huai State, Dukes of An State, and Dukes of Yu State, it is usually Song Bodhi.

But as the leader of the Divine Sin Army, the contemporary Duke of Wei, Dou Yunxiao is still the most powerful figure in the Chu State. He had questions, and Gu Chi had to solve the doubts. He wanted to review the information on ghosts, but Fengdu could not refuse to give it to him.

If there are too many such "must-have" situations, it will be difficult for Gu Chi to get better.

He turned his neck sinisterly: "Why can't it work?"

The faint ghost voice said: "The little bald man was transferred to be a neighbor by the person in the depths of the ghost prison. The two of them get along well. And he said, we are not allowed to move the little bald man."

Gu Chi raised his eyebrows and said, "What does that highness want?"

"Hehehe..." said the ghostly voice: "Or you go and ask yourself?"

As the Yin of Fengdu, Gu Chi, of course, could not talk to Xiong Zidu, who was a prisoner in the ghost prison. During the period when the prince of Great Chu was in jail, he could not give up a single word. Whoever dared to turn Xiong Zidu's ten-year hope into a joke to the people of the world is Xiong Zidu's life and death enemy and will inevitably be torn to pieces.

"Let him go." Gu Chi waved his hand: "With that highness watching himself, this little bald man can't cause any storm."

This matter is let go first.

But at the end of the long street, a sudden sound rang out—"Fengdu Yin is so leisurely, he is basking in the sun again!"

As the sound appears, the stars falling into the Ghost Kingdom. The dreamlike starry light flows slowly and condenses into a vague figure.

This is a smiling hunchbacked old man with a cane in his hand and the head is in a gourd shape. He has a dense white beard, wearing festive clothes, and his forehead is bulging high, like a peach.
To be continued...