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Chapter 227

"Stop the car."

Meng Jiuchuan raised his hand.

The attendant carrying the sedan chair stopped immediately upon hearing the words, and put down the sedan chair under Meng Jiuchuan's signal.

"Okay, you guys go back to the palace first."

A smile appeared on Meng Jiuchuan's face after he stepped back from the screen.

"You boy, I thought I would never see you again the day I died of old age."

While speaking, Meng Jiuchuan took a step forward, looking up and down at Fang Zelin in front of him.

Seeing the other party at this time, he still has a handsome face, just like the one he saw before, young.

Seeing this, Meng Jiuchuan couldn't help but get a little more complicated.

Judging by Fang Zelin's appearance, his life expectancy is much longer than his.

When I was young, I coveted the power in my hands, but now when I am old, I start thinking that it would be nice if I could live a long life.

It's a pity that he didn't have that chance to choose.

"I just practiced in the mountains for a while, but I didn't expect that 30 years have passed."

Fang Zelin couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional when he heard the words, "I'm going to travel a long distance later, I'm afraid I won't see you in the future, so come and meet you today."

"Travel?"

Meng Jiuchuan was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't expect that Fang Zelin came here to say goodbye.

"Yeah, there seems to be something going on at Beiliang. I need to go and have a look. I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to go."

Counting the time, Meng Jiuchuan is now more than 60, nearly 70 years old.

"So it is."

Hearing the words, Meng Jiuchuan couldn't help but cast a glance at Zhen Ke who was beside him, "Could this be your Taoist companion?"

Zhenke at the side was wearing an emerald green gown, with three thousand blue silk coiled up, her plain hands behind her back, her crystal eyes were crystal clear, like a fairy standing aside.

The end is hard to move away at a glance.

Seeing this scene, Meng Jiuchuan couldn't help being amazed for a moment.

I have never seen a woman who is cultivating immortals before, but seeing her today, she is really not bad.

"Don't talk nonsense, she is a disciple of one of my fellow Taoists. There is something wrong with Beiliang, and she will go with me to investigate."

Hearing what Meng Jiuchuan said, Fang Zelin quickly explained.

Although he is a cultivator, such jokes are not casual.

"So it is."

Hearing this, Meng Jiuchuan nodded clearly.

Not a Taoist companion, that's a pity.

My friend is still not good, and such a beautiful fairy doesn't know how to become a Taoist couple.

"Looking at this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet you again in the future. I wonder if I can ask you for a favor?"

"After the big work is over, there will definitely be a day of destruction. At that time, I wonder if my heirs can ask you to protect them for a while? Don't let people slaughter them all."

It's not like I didn't learn this kind of history in the hot summer before.

The new emperor ascended the throne, in order to consolidate his throne, he would slaughter all the princes of the previous dynasty, so as not to threaten his throne.

Meng Jiuchuan is also getting old now, and he can't help but care about his descendants.

Looking at the appearance of Meng Jiuchuan with a lot of gray hair on his temples, Fang Zelin couldn't help sighing, and then nodded slightly.

"As long as none of your heirs are treacherous and evil, I will protect your bloodline so as not to cut off your bloodline."

It is normal for Meng Jiuchuan to have such concerns.

If there is a new emperor ascending the throne, as far as this kind of new emperor is concerned, they will basically belong to the cruel and merciless generation.

It is not impossible to slaughter the former royal family.

And Meng Jiuchuan was still supported by him, if the other party's blood was cut off like this, there is more or less a reason for him.

However, under the premise, Fang Zelin still set a goal.

Meng Jiuchuan was startled when he heard the words, and then smiled.

"Based on our friendship, I believe in you. If you think it can't be saved, then don't save it. If you think it can be saved, then you will do it."

Seeing Meng Jiuchuan being so open-minded, Fang Zelin also breathed a sigh of relief.

Friends for many years, some requests are really not so easy to refuse.

"Are you in a hurry to leave? If not, let me arrange for a drink together?"

Fang Zelin sighed and shook his head as he thought about the miserable conditions of the two fellow Taoists he had just seen.

I don't know how the two fellow Taoists died, but it's not appropriate to drink here right now.

"The situation is urgent, I'm afraid there is no such time."

Fang Zelin shook his head and refused, but took out a jar of Vientiane Spring from his sleeve, "You should have finished the previous wine, and I will give you another jar."

"Oh?"

Meng Jiuchuan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he quickly reached out to take it, opened the seal, and immediately a fresh fragrance came to his face.

Looking down at the fine wine in the wine jar, his face immediately became happy, "Hey, it's not in vain to be able to drink this kind of fairy wine in this life."

In this life, he has been an emperor, has many beauties in the harem, and has a friend like Fang Zelin, who can still drink such a jar of good wine.

For Meng Jiuchuan, this was enough.

What's more, the current Dagan governance is not bad.

As long as Daqian can last a little longer, a founding emperor like him can be famous for thousands of years.

"Okay, since you have urgent matters, I won't keep you any longer. If you have time in the future, don't forget to pour me a few glasses of this fine wine when you arrive at my grave."

While talking, Meng Jiuchuan shook the wine jar in his hand.

Shaking the wine in the wine jar in his hand rattled.

Hearing this, Fang Zelin couldn't help but burst out laughing, but after laughing, he couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

After practicing for more than 40 years, my future friends will leave me one by one.

Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder that those fellow Taoists are all meditating in the mountains.

If you make more mortal friends, avoid sending them away one by one in the future.

It's not that cultivators look down on mortal friends, it's just that they don't like the sadness of parting.

Looking at Meng Jiuchuan in front of him, Fang Zelin's lips moved. Many words came to his lips, but at the end he sighed and said two words, "Take care."

"Why, since when are people who practice Taoism like mothers-in-law, hurry up!"

Meng Jiuchuan waved his hands when he heard the words, looking extremely free and easy.

Fang Zelin nodded slightly, and left with the sword with Zhen Ke, leaving behind only two ray of light, which slowly dissipated.

Meng Jiuchuan held a jar of fine wine in his hand, "Is one jar a little short? We should ask for an extra jar."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head and walked towards the palace.

As I get older, I can spend more time with my family in the future.

As for Fang Zelin, probably this will be the last time I will see him.

Thinking of this, Meng Jiuchuan picked up the wine jar, took a sip of the fine wine, and suddenly a strange look flashed in his eyes.

This wine is completely different from the previous Qing Ruokong, and the taste is very different.

"Hey, good wine!"

Meng Jiuchuan sighed in admiration, and lost a lot of the worries just now.

(End of this chapter)