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Chapter 160 Peerless Poison
Chapter 160 Peerless Poison
Jian Shiyi's swordsmanship is definitely better than Wu Wei's.
But Wu Wei still stopped Jian Eleven.
If he didn't stop Jian Eleven, Zhang Bairen would really die if the sword went down.
"What are you stopping me for?"
Jian Shiyi frowned, and said to himself, don't you want to castrate Zhang Bairen?
Wu Wei sweated profusely.
"Senior brother, you have some misunderstandings about eunuching him."
This time it was the turn of Jian Shiyi and Huangfu Qingyun to look at Wu Wei together.
"Is there anything wrong?"
The wrong place has gone too far.
Wu Wei could only educate these two illiterates: "If you want to turn a person into a father-in-law, you don't want to cut off his crime tools. The death rate will be too high."
"Don't cut off the tools of crime? Then how to do it?"
Jian Shiyi really never paid attention to this aspect, and Huangfu Qingyun would not pay attention to it.
Only Zhang Bairen knew clearly that his heart, which was a little happy at first, changed instantly.
Huangfu Qingyun looked curious.
Wu Wei: "..."
Sword Eleven: "..."
Is this pretending to be pure?
Zhang Bairen: "Zhang Wei, let them all go out, especially Qingyun, and we will settle the grievances between us alone."
He couldn't bear this humiliation any longer.
However, Wu Wei would naturally not satisfy his request.
After a moment of silence, Jian Shiyi shook his head at Wu Wei.
"Me neither, I really don't know where to start."
What Wu Wei said was the truth.
This is the specialization in the art industry.
"No, I'll hire a professional."
"Trouble, why are you so polite to him?"
Jian Shiyi didn't understand Wu Wei's behavior.
Before Wu Wei explained, Zhang Bairen became angry first.
"Jian Eleven, don't forget, you are a disciple of Jianmen."
"and then?"
"Jianmen is already on my side."
Jian Eleven was silent.
The gray-clothed old servant beside Wu Wei was originally from Jianmen.
He betrayed Wu Wei.
This is of course not aimless.
Moreover, before Jian Shiyi left Jianmen, he did know something about the situation inside Jianmen.
Wu Wei looked at Jian Eleven. He still needs to get some specific information from Jian Eleven.
Jian Shiyi nodded slowly to Wu Wei.
"When I left the door, there was indeed a heated discussion in the door about whether to support the junior brother or support him. Those who supported you fell into a disadvantage."
Wu Wei frowned.
But he wasn't surprised by the result.
"People take tea to cool down. This has been the result since ancient times. It's nothing surprising."
"Brother, you are wrong. The people of Jianmen are really different from other sects. The reason why they choose to support me has nothing to do with people taking tea."
Wu Wei sneered: "You mean, the people in Jianmen changed their gate because I was too bad and you were too good?"
"That's not the case, Jianmen is just for revenge."
Wu Wei's eyes flickered.
"Jianmen and the imperial court naturally have deep hatred, but why does Jianmen want to take revenge from you? I can also avenge Jianmen. Even, I have already avenged Jianmen."
What he said was naturally about killing Zhao Da.
Zhang Wei has indeed been on the road of revenge, and anyone in the know will admit that Zhang Wei is doing pretty well.
So for the choice of Jianmen, Wu Wei is a little bit worthless for Zhang Wei.
But he didn't expect that after hearing his words, Zhang Bairen suddenly burst into laughter.
Jian Eleven's face also became more gloomy.
"Brother, do you think that Jianmen just has enmity with the imperial court?"
"What do you mean?"
"The biggest enemy of Jianmen is your mother, Wu Ying, the sword god."
Wu Wei narrowed his eyes.
"If it wasn't for Wu Ying who dragged Jianmen into the abyss back then, how could Jianmen have ended up like this?"
This is true.
But Wu Wei felt very uncomfortable.
"Since you have made a choice, you have to pay the price for your choice. Playing with regret and revenge now will only make people laugh. Second child, you are messing with this group of trash."
"Brother, don't speak so righteously. Go ask Jian Eleven, is Jianmen sorry for Wu Ying, or Wu Ying is sorry for Jianmen?"
Wu Wei looked at Jian Eleven.
Jian Eleven did not speak.
Silence is itself an answer.
"Brother, do you think there were no people who opposed Wu Ying in Jianmen back then? Of course there were, and there were many, but what do you think will happen to those people?"
Wu Wei's heart sank.
"Those opponents were all killed by your mother, one by one sword, without exception."
"This is not in line with the Jianmen sect's rules."
Nonsense, no sect will let the disciples in the sect kill each other.
Wu Wei began to refresh his understanding of Wu Ying.
This female sword god does not seem to be as perfect and respectable as Wu Wei's initial perception.
Living in the mortal world, after all, you are just a mortal.
"The people who opposed your mother in Jianmen also accounted for the majority, but they couldn't beat your mother, and those who had the courage to resist your mother became the souls of your mother's sword. Therefore, in the eyes of many people , Jianmen and Wu Ying are deeply bound together. But the reality is not like this, Jianmen is Jianmen, Wu Ying is Wu Ying, the two can never be equated.
The biggest mistake Wu Ying made was not killing all those people back then.And the descendants of those people have grown up now.Sword Eleven, you should often feel hostility from all sides in Jianmen, right? "
Jian Shiyi finally spoke, but not to Zhang Bairen, but to Wu Wei: "Junior brother, a bunch of chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow."
Wu Wei finally smiled from the bottom of his heart.
No matter how Jianmen changes, Jianshi will stand with him after all.
And Sword Eleven is the future of Jianmen, which has been recognized by many people.
"You are in charge of the outside affairs, and leave the Jianmen affairs to me."
"Leave it to you? Sword Eleven, have you solved it yet? You are only infatuated with swords and don't know anything about power struggles. How could it be possible for you to control Jianmen?"
Jian Shiyi finally looked at Zhang Bairen, and said something that made Zhang Bairen speechless: "My master doesn't understand power struggle either."
This is the truth.
In fact, Wu Ying doesn't have high wrists at all, and she doesn't have much charisma. She can't even tie her own man's heart.
But she still became a sword god.
"Jianmen, after all, we still have to speak with the sword."
Back then, Wu Ying was the sharpest sword in Jianmen.
Therefore, Jianmen respects Wu Ying, and those who refuse to accept it are all dead people.
Now, among the younger generation of Jianmen, Jian Shiyi is the strongest sword.
So, what's so scary about him?
Zhang Bairen stared at Jian Shiyi, feeling the threat from this young man for the first time.
Originally, he never cared about Jian Shiyi.
In Zhang Bairen's mind, Jianghu is always just a continuation of Jiangshan.Zhang Bairen didn't even bother to pay attention to an ordinary knight-errant whose status was too low.
From the moment Jianmen surrendered to him, Jian Shiyi had already regarded Jianmen as his own.
Now it seems that this confidence seems a little too early.
"Jian Eleven, if you are still in Jianmen, you may still be able to influence the decision of Jianmen. But now, Jianmen has made a decision, and [-]% of the people are my supporters. You are no longer alone. Those who support My elder brother's people have already gone on the same road as those who did not support Wu Ying back then. You have no helper."
Wu Wei and Jian Shiyi frowned at the same time.
But they are all strong-minded people, and they are not greatly affected.
It's just that there is still some irritability more or less.
"Cows and sheep only come in groups, and beasts always travel alone. Second son, you are afraid."
Jian Shiyi seldom speaks, but every time he speaks, he can often point directly at people's hearts.
Zhang Bairen's face remained unchanged, but only he knew what was going on in his heart.
Of course Jian Shiyi didn't pay attention to what Zhang Bairen was thinking. He turned around, nodded to Wu Wei, and said, "Junior brother, since the school has changed, I'll go back later."
"It's too dangerous. Stay with me first. If you want to go back, we'll go back together. After all, I'm also half a member of Jianmen, and my current talent in swordsmanship may not be lower than that of the second child. If Jianmen Seeing my kendo talent, the old guys may not necessarily cooperate with me."
After a moment of silence, Jian Shiyi shook his head.
"There are some things that the master didn't tell the younger brother. It is indeed impossible for Jianmen and the younger brother to cooperate. Feng Lao's betrayal of the senior brother may not be instigated by the second son."
Wu Wei looked at Zhang Bairen.
Zhang Bairen shrugged: "Feng is always your guard, right? I've never met him, and he certainly wasn't ordered by me."
"Is there any difference between being ordered by you and being ordered by Jianmen?"
"Of course, I didn't intend to stop you from doing it to me at all. It's the people from Jianmen who want to do it to you."
Indeed, it was the people from Jianmen who wanted to attack Wu Wei.
Since Zhang Bairen wanted to seek death, how could he send someone to stop Wu Wei from killing him?
Even Zhang Bairen was not so extravagant as to take the life of a figure like the gray-clothed old servant.
"What Feng Lao wants to avenge should be personal revenge."
"I don't understand, what personal enmity do I have with him?"
"Junior brother, some things are secrets of Jianmen, which have never been spread to the world. In fact, heirs of Jianmen cannot be emotional, otherwise the heart of Jianmen will be dusted."
Wu Wei raised his eyebrows.
He smelled dog blood.
"Back then when Master and King Yan were together, there was actually strong opposition within Jianmen. If Master hadn't supported him, Master would have been expelled from Jianmen."
The Master in Sword Eleven's mouth was the master of Jianmen back then, that is, Wu Ying's master.
"Later, the master died suddenly, and there were also people in Jianmen who attacked the master, so the master started killing inside the Jianmen. This is the real reason for the killing."
"Jian Eleven, you are beautifying Wu Ying. If Wu Ying only went crazy that one time, how could there be so much resentment inside Jianmen?"
After being silent for a moment, Jian Shixi nodded slowly: "There is indeed one more time, Junior Brother, do you still remember that you were assassinated once when you were young?"
"of course."
"At that time, you were seriously injured, and your meridians also had problems. Only the sword pill can restore your health. So, Master found the sword pill."
Wu Wei understood.
As the treasure of Jianmen's inheritance, Jianmen certainly didn't want to hand over the sword pill easily.
This is the origin of the conflict.
However, Wu Wei was still a little strange.
"My mother was the heir and strongest of Jianmen at that time, and the things in Jianmen belonged to her, and I was her descendant and the natural heir of Jianmen, so my mother would not become the public enemy of Jianmen, right? "
"Because master shouldn't get married, let alone have children. Master, she broke the rules of Jianmen, and many seniors in Jianmen strictly abide by the rules."
"The most important thing is that the mother is a woman. Jianmen has a long history, but there has never been a female sword god. Let a woman ride on top of his head and domineering, which makes those conceited swordsmen Can you bear it?" Wu Wei sneered.
Jian Eleven did not deny this reason.
"Master wants to use the sword pill on you, but at this time, some people in Jianmen made a very surprising choice-they arrested you."
Wu Wei: "..."
There is no such paragraph in the information Zhang Wei gave him.
It seems that this incident happened a long time ago, even Zhang Wei himself didn't know about it.
However, Zhang Bairen understood.
"Brother, you always thought that I stole the sword pill from you, but it wasn't. If you were in the Yan Palace at that time, the sword pill must have been yours, and no one could take it away. It's just because you are not here, the father thinks you are dead , That's why my father gave me the sword pill."
Wu Wei was digesting this information.
"Father later told me that the people from Jianmen imprisoned you in Jianzhong, which is the forbidden area of Jianmen. People who entered it claimed that there would be ten deaths and no life. And that year, you were still an ignorant child, who Can you imagine that you would survive the sword mound? Who would have thought that Wu Ying would completely wash Jianmen because of that incident? To put it bluntly, Jianmen originally only wanted to negotiate a deal with Wu Ying."
"What deal?"
"At that time, the former dynasty had been destroyed, and King Yan and the imperial court seemed to be at odds. Jianmen didn't want to be implicated by Wu Ying, so he wanted Wu Ying to publicly declare that she would withdraw from the arena and not care about world affairs. As long as she compromises, Jianmen will naturally open the mechanism of Jianzhong .Of course, Jiandan and Jianmen also want it, and they won't want such a treasure to be left outside. However, Wu Ying's character is too strong."
In Wu Wei's mind, a woman in white, holding a sword in one hand, walked in a sea of blood and corpses.
A few words really gave Wu Wei a deeper understanding of Wu Ying.
"That massacre caused Wu Ying and Jianmen to completely break up, and it has been irreconcilable ever since. But Wu Ying's strength is too strong, and the sword in her hand is too sharp, even if the people of Jianmen don't want to surrender She, but in front of her sword, can only bow her head and surrender."
Wu Wei looked at the fascinated Zhang Bairen, and suddenly said, "I'm just a pity, why didn't my mother kill you back then, and then open the furnace to make alchemy, maybe you can get half of the effect of the medicine."
Zhang Bairen: "..."
"After knowing that I ate the sword pill, Wu Ying was indeed crazy. However, during the massacre inside Jianmen, she was still seriously injured. And the strength of the father is also very strong. Under the protection of the father, However, in the end, I was not hurt by Wu Ying, so I am very grateful to my father, and I am willing to make concessions for my father."
Therefore, he is willing to take the initiative to leave the land of Yanyun.
The relationship between father and son, in addition to blood relationship, is naturally maintained by kindness.
Zhang Wei has no feelings for King Yan, because King Yan has indeed not fulfilled his father's responsibilities to him.
But Zhang Bairen was different.
There is a true father-son relationship between him and King Yan.
This cognition caused Wu Wei's perception of King Yan to drop rapidly.
"One of the most wrong things master did was to be emotional. What the master said was right, and the school rules were also right. Those who practice swords really shouldn't be emotional."
Jian Shiyi looked at Zhang Bairen, with a murderous look in his eyes: "Master is so powerful, if he really wants to kill you, what will King Yan do to stop him?"
"Naturally, I will take my life to stop it." Wu Wei said quietly.
"That's right, King Yan gave up his life to save the second young master, so Master couldn't do anything about it. Master once told me that she doesn't regret meeting King Yan. Hehe, I don't regret it."
Jian Shiyi's smile made Zhang Bairen a little creepy.
His hunch was right.
Because the next moment, Jian Shiyi's sword pierced Zhang Bairen's stomach.
Both Wu Wei and Huangfu Qingyun were taken aback.
But before they could open their mouths, Jian Eleven took the initiative to speak: "Don't worry, I won't kill him, I'll do it properly."
After saying this, Jian Shiyi smiled again as he looked at Zhang Bairen, who was struggling to breathe.
"There are some things that Junior Brother doesn't remember, but I still remember them until now. The reason why King Yan gave up his life to save you is that Junior Brother has been abolished, so you can't do anything else, otherwise he will have no successor, even if he conquers the country, There is no one to inherit."
After a pause, Jian Eleven said seriously: "I think Yan Wang's words are very unreasonable. He can obviously have another child."
"I can't give birth anymore. After my father and king met my mother, Wu Ying gave my father a sterilization drug. From then on, it is impossible to have another child."
It was the first time Wu Wei and Jian Shiyi knew about this matter, and their reactions were instantly speechless.
Wu Ying was still Wu Ying after all, there was nothing wrong with this operation.
No wonder King Yan valued Zhang Bairen so much. Since Qiu Huarong, he has never taken a concubine or had any more children. It turns out that the roots lie here.
"This is even better. The king of Yan ignored my junior brother's life and cut off my master's hope on the grounds that he needed an heir. Today, I destroy the heir he carefully cultivated and let him have only my junior brother as a choice. It is very fair." Bar?"
After saying this, Jian Eleven pulled out his sword from Zhang Bairen's body.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Bairen did not bleed.
But his face was extremely pale.
"My meridians..."
"Destroyed, you can try to find another sword pill, otherwise you can give up martial arts in this life. By the way, I will also destroy your kidney veins by the way."
Jian Shixi paused for a moment, and then said to Wu Wei: "Junior Brother, you have influenced my thinking. You have to be so professional about something that can be done so easily."
Wu Wei: "..."
It's really simple.
He really didn't expect it.
After all, he is still a human being, and as a human being, there will be omissions.
However, after being reminded by Jian Shiyi, Wu Wei suddenly thought of one thing:
"The "Nine Deaths Immortal Art" means that every time you die, your skill will increase a lot, so what should you do if this guy commits suicide?"
Huangfu Qingyun stroked his forehead.
"Eldest son, you should know more about martial arts. How can there be such a simple and easy magic skill? If he dares to commit suicide, he will definitely die. Not to mention suicide, even if he is accidentally killed, he may not be able to do it." Come back to life again. The chance of success is very small for a skill like the "Nine Dead Immortal Kung Fu", and you can't try it lightly at all, it's just a gamble on luck."
"Gambling luck? The second child's luck is absolutely invincible."
In this regard, Wu Wei has sufficient confidence in Zhang Bairen.
However, Wu Wei also breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that this guy's suicide would not escalate.
That's good, if suicide can also be upgraded, there is really no way to fight.
"Zhang Bairen's luck has always been good, and he can turn bad luck into good luck every time. When it comes to turning bad luck into good fortune, I think of Tang Seng. At the beginning of next year, the Sino-US co-production Journey to the West will officially launch... Forget it, it's not black anymore, You can’t even understand it.”
Huangfu Qingyun's tone was a bit lonely, but Wu Wei really understood it a bit.
"Tang Monk? Journey to the West?"
Wu Wei was taken aback by Huangfu Qingyun.
He has read this book.
But how did Huangfu Qingyun know?
I have never heard of this book in this world.
Could it be that Huangfu Qingyun was transmigrated?Is it an old acquaintance of mine?
Wu Wei began to look at Huangfu Qingyun suspiciously, and all kinds of behaviors of Huangfu Qingyun flashed in his mind.
There are many things that you really can't think about too much, as long as you think about it, you will definitely think too much.
Originally, Wu Wei always thought that Huangfu Qingyun's transformation was quite normal, and it was completely within the logical range he could accept.
But now he began to wonder if there was something wrong with Huangfu Qingyun himself.
"System, scan it."
[Master, Huangfu Qingyun's soul shows no sign of separation, it appears to be the same soul. 】
"Is there such a thing as "Journey to the West" in this world, shouldn't it?"
[Master, there is another situation, like Qi Tian and Zhang Wei. 】
Wu Wei blinked.
Right.
Anyway, if someone related to Zhang Bairen had some abnormalities, Wu Wei could accept it.
His nerves are already very big now.
"My lord, you still need to be more vigilant. As far as I know, apart from the "Nine Deaths Immortal Art", there are also some magical arts in the martial arts that are specially suitable for those whose meridians have been cut off."
As soon as Huangfu Qingyun said this, Jian Shiyi felt as uncomfortable as eating shit.
As soon as Huangfu Qingyun reminded him, he also thought of several legendary exercises.
"It's been lost for a long time."
"But "Nine Dead Immortal Art" has been lost for a long time."
Huangfu Qingyun shrugged, looked at Zhang Bairen and said: "He is a hedgehog now, he dares not kill, and he is not very brave to fight. Young Master, I am only responsible for giving you advice, you can figure it out."
Wu Wei also wanted to curse.
He watched this episode.
More than once.
Indeed, no matter whether it is a novel or a TV movie, as long as the meridian is cut off, there is no one who cannot return to normal.
This law is almost equivalent to jumping off a cliff and not dying and there must be adventures.
So Wu Wei just humiliated Zhang Bairen, sealed his strength with drugs, and didn't hit him hard.
What I'm afraid of is what kind of moth.
But Jian Eleven's hand was too fast.
It was also impossible for him to accuse Jian Eleven of anything.
"Let's do this first. I believe the current situation will not be what he originally expected. We don't need to be too pessimistic."
Wu Wei asked the doctor to come in again to see Zhang Bairen's injuries, then nodded with Jian Shi Huangfu Qingyun, and walked out by himself.
He knew that Meng Pingfan should be waiting for him now.
Although Wu Wei wants to communicate with Huangfu Qingyun more now.
……
"Your Majesty wants an explanation, why didn't you kill Zhang Bairen?"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Er's questioning was ushered in, and Wu Wei naturally had nothing to hide, and chose to tell the truth.
""Nine Deaths Immortal Art"? What a coincidence? Wu Wei, you are not making up a story, are you?"
"Meng Gong, do you think I can make up such a crude story with my ability?"
Meng Pingfan frowned.
"This is a little troublesome. With this name, Zhang Bairen won a gold medal for avoiding death?"
"No, the "Nine Deaths Immortal Art" has very high requirements for the method of death, and the triggering conditions should also be very strict. He took the initiative to come to ask for death, which means that the conditions at that time must be met. But if you want to kill him, Mr. Meng, You can do it now."
"Why don't you do it?"
"One is that I am afraid that I will completely hate King Yan and affect Duke Meng's plan. The other is that I am afraid that he will do something to me. After all, he took the initiative to find me. Maybe I am a necessary condition for killing him?"
"No, if there are really necessary conditions to kill him, it will be Zhang Wei instead of you. Don't worry about this. But you are right not to do it. This guild will collect information about "Nine Deaths Immortal Technique". Don't touch him until you find out. Judging from his performance, Zhang Bairen may not be worthy of his name."
"Menggong, don't underestimate this person, maybe he deliberately made us look down on him so that we can get millet out of the fire."
"There is such a possibility, but it is unlikely. Now that he is in your hands, no matter what he does, he cannot leave your sight. How else can he shake the world?"
"Meng Gong, don't forget, I'm leaving the capital soon."
Meng Pingfan frowned.
"I have a proposal."
"Tell me."
"It's better to let Zhang Bairen stay in the capital instead of me, as a proton."
This idea came to Wu Wei suddenly.
Although he could guess that Zhang Bairen's initiative to come to the capital must be calculated, but trapping Zhang Bairen in the capital would indeed make it easier for him to do things outside.
In the past few years, Zhang Wei was trapped in the capital, so he could only forbear and hibernate.And Zhang Bairen cultivated his wings in the vast sky outside, and his power has even become so large that he can threaten the status of King Yan.
It's time to turn this situation around.
Meng Pingfan was seriously thinking about Wu Wei's proposal.
He thinks it's very feasible.
But he thinks there's something wrong with it.
"No, Zhang Bairen will not be a fool. Since he dared to come to the capital, it means that he has a way to leave. Or, staying in the capital is more beneficial to him. Even if Zhang Bairen is an idiot, King Yan will not be. He Why did he send Zhang Bairen to the capital? Could it be that he wants Zhang Bairen to cultivate his wings in the capital, and then cooperate with him internally and externally?"
Meng Pingfan has a big brain.
In fact, Wu Wei's guess was similar to Meng Pingfan's, but out of his own interests, Wu Wei told the truth: "Meng Gong, if one day, King Yan's soldiers come to the capital city, then Zhang Bairen will not have to do anything. The wealthy will take the initiative to surrender to the King of Yan. So what Zhang Bairen does in the capital is actually not important and cannot affect the overall situation."
"The king of Yan will not do useless work. There must be some deep meaning in it. Wu Wei, I will tell you that your majesty is already afraid of the king of Yan. If you make your majesty think that Zhang Bairen was sent by the king of Yan to the capital to subvert the court, your majesty Absolutely won't keep him."
Wu Wei: "..."
As for that exaggeration?
"Meng Gong, there can actually be a simpler explanation."
"What explanation?"
"Maybe King Yan is apologizing to Zhang Wei?"
……
Yanyun thousands of miles away.
With his hands behind his back, King Yan stood in front of a map and looked at it carefully.
This is a map of the whole world.
The sixteen prefectures of Yanyun were highlighted.
King Yan often appears here, and he has never concealed his ambition.
So the imperial court has not stopped suppressing him.
Even so, King Yan is still strong until now, and has more and more territories.
"My lord, my subordinates don't understand."
"Say."
"Second Young Master has too many ties and affections on him, and one hair will affect the whole body. Letting Second Young Master leave your side now will stop you from moving forward. Why bother?"
"Wenhe thinks that this king will not be able to complete his great cause without the second son?"
"My lord, if there is a shortcut, why add to your own burden? Wenhe naturally has great confidence in you, but even if you are as strong as the prince, there is no need to deliberately increase the difficulty."
Jia Wenhe, the number one counselor of Yanyun, the right-hand man of the king of Yan, is recognized as one person under one person and above ten thousand people in Yanyun territory.
When King Yan was not around, Jia Wenhe was the one who gave orders. To him, the Second Young Master always treated him like a disciple.
Although everyone knows that Jia Wenhe and the second son are not on the right track.
King Yan finally turned his head and looked at Jia Wenhe with a smile on his lips.
"Hasn't Wenhe been at odds with the second child?"
"That's a difference in political opinion. Now the prince is just a vassal king, but the second son is doing things according to the posture of the prince of the East Palace. I think it is inappropriate. But the strength of the second son and the forces behind him cannot be ignored. Wang lord, this is also true for you. Great help."
"It is indeed very big, but if things go on like this, people in the world only know the second child, who knows the king?"
"Why does the prince bully me? With your spirit, how can you care about such small things?"
"No, this is not a trivial matter. I don't need to care about other things, but I can't accept that someone treats me as a puppet. Unfortunately, among the forces behind the second child, many people regard me as a puppet."
Jia Wen and silence.
He couldn't deny what King Yan said.
Under Zhang Bairen's command, there were indeed many people who were not sincerely loyal to King Yan.
They came here for Zhang Bairen.
The name of the exiled immortal came to the world, this title is really too bluffing.
Who wouldn't want to follow a fairy?
"This king knows how to make everyone happy, but this king doesn't want to do that, this king doesn't want everyone to be happy."
"My lord, no matter what they think, they are useful to you after all."
"Indeed, it is thanks to their great help that this king is able to have what he is today. But this king just wants to repay kindness and revenge. Is there a problem?"
King Yan's calm rascal left Jia Wenhe speechless.
King Yan is so shameless, what else can he say?
He could only praise King Yan: "My lord really has the demeanor of an emperor."
Every successful emperor is a living example of repaying kindness with hatred.
Jia Wenhe was really praising King Yan.
He has never been a gentle, courteous and thrifty person, and the people in the world call him simply - Poisoner.
So what King Yan did was in line with Jia Wenhe's taste.
On the contrary, Zhang Bairen's kind of hypocrisy is completely opposite to Jia Wenhe's.
"This king is able to come to this day because of his kindness and revenge. Since he has done it so many times, he doesn't care about this one more time. Moreover, this time, the second child also took the initiative to apply."
"Second Young Master seems to be affectionate, but in fact he is ruthless. But for you, Wang Ye, Second Young Master does have a bit of admiration. By choosing this way, he is abandoning those who support him and standing on Wang Ye's side. You Now that you know what he wants, why do you want to break his heart?"
"For fairness."
"My lord, are you doing it for the eldest son?"
Jia Wenhe couldn't believe it.
King Yan chuckled: "Why? Can't this king be a loving father?"
"I thought that all your kindness was reserved for the second son."
"They are all my children, and I don't have a preference for anyone. Even for their respective mothers, I prefer Wu Ying."
"But the child you prefer is the Second Young Master, this is known to all the world." Jia Wenhe said softly.
"Because the second child is indeed very good, I can't find any faults. Moreover, the eldest brother has a physical problem, he is destined to die early, this king has no choice."
"Then you are?"
"It's very simple - this king has softened his heart. Wen He, you know that Zhao Da was killed by the boss."
"Yes, the eldest son strategizes and turns the clouds and rains. Wen He appreciates his methods. At the same age, I will be played to death by him."
"I know you admire his methods very much. In fact, his methods of doing things are in the same line as yours. He is vicious, vicious, stabbed in the back, and fatal with one blow. However, Wenhe, you have become like this, what is your experience? What kind of story did you tell, you and I both understand in our hearts that this king has no intention of exposing your scars."
Jia Wenhe bowed his head, with a complicated expression, and the past he was least willing to recall began to appear in his mind.
"Wenhe, how old is the boss this year? Why did he mature so quickly?"
"A child without a mother is like a grass root. The eldest son's mother died early, and you are not by his side to protect him from the wind and rain. He can only force himself to mature as soon as possible."
"Yeah, a child without a mother is like a grass root. He matured faster than I imagined, and his progress completely exceeded my expectations. According to the judgment of the medical fairy, the boss can no longer practice martial arts, and he can't do it now." Should be lingering on the sickbed ~ cotton.
Wenhe, tell me, how hard is his life to get to this day? "
Jia Wenhe said softly, "Many people in this world are living very hard."
"But only he is my son, the others are not my sons."
"It seems that the prince is really soft-hearted."
"The boss has already created a miracle. This king wants to give him a chance to see if he can create more miracles. I am too cold towards Wu Ying and him. After all, this king and him are connected by blood. He can be promising, so why wouldn't this king be happy to do it?"
Jia Wenhe didn't know what to say.
Until now, he still doesn't believe that King Yan will soften his heart.
Having followed King Yan for so many years, Jia Wenhe knows King Yan too well.
Such a man's heart is definitely made of iron and stone.
So, what was he thinking?
As Jia Wenhe thought about it, his eyes froze suddenly.
"My lord, do you want to control the Hidden Dragon Society?"
The smile on King Yan's mouth deepened.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being his confidant who has been with him for many years.
"Even so, there's no need to look far away, right? Isn't Second Young Master a better choice?"
"The second child can't do it, his status is too high. It is not a good thing if the status is too low, but neither is it too high. The second child doesn't like the Yinlong Society at all, and he doesn't mind the Yinlong Society's restraint on the court and the king. .”
Jia Wenhe nodded silently.
He understood what King Yan meant.
Zhang Bairen doesn't care about the loyalty of the Yinlong Society, because he has enough confidence and background.As long as he opens his mouth, Yinlong will do his best to do whatever he wants.
He doesn't need to worry too much.
But King Yan wanted to instruct Yinlonghui, but he was not as handy as him.
Because of the nine dragon heads of the Yinlong Society, many of them are equal to King Yan.
It is impossible for them to respect King Yan from the heart and do things for King Yan.
And this is obviously not a happy situation for King Yan.
"The eldest son may not be able to break the situation."
"It doesn't matter, even if the boss messes up, the second brother will take care of me."
With two good sons, King Yan does have the confidence to be self-willed.
"I understand, but does Second Young Master know what you mean?"
"This king didn't say it, but this king thinks that with his intelligence, he should be able to guess."
"The Second Young Master really has nothing to say to you, aren't you worried that he will die in the hands of the First Young Master once he leaves?"
King Yan smiled, and then sighed with emotion: "In this world, even if everyone dies, the second child probably won't die. His life is really too tough."
"My lord, don't be too superstitious about the so-called rumors. Immortals will die too."
"But the second one won't, believe me, the second one won't die. If the boss is smart, he will definitely not kill the second one."
At this moment, King Yan didn't know how the situation in the capital thousands of miles away would develop.
But his predictions were actually pretty much the same in the end.
From the perspective of the overall situation, it is indeed difficult to find someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with King Yan.
After talking with his confidant, Yan Wang looked at Jia Wenhe and suddenly made an unexpected request: "Wenhe, after the boss leaves Beijing, you can be his teacher."
Jia Wenhe's hands trembled.
"My lord, do you want Wenhe to die?"
"You and the second child are not in the same way, but the boss is very good at your way. With you guiding him, he should mature faster. And with your help, the plotting of the Yinlong Society will be smoother."
"My lord, Wen He doesn't want to die."
Poison warriors are the most fearful of death among the top strategists in the world, and many people agree on this point.
He will never do any dangerous things, never eat any dangerous things, he must have layers of guards when he travels, and he must wait for someone to try dishes for him for more than half an hour when he eats.
Such a person would naturally not participate in the battle for the heir apparent.
So even if the Second Young Master tried to win him over many times, he would not be moved.
Naturally, he didn't want to jump into the big pit of the eldest son.
However, the king of Yan obviously had a plan.
"Wenhe, with you to help the boss, the boss may not be able to beat the second."
"My lord just said that the eldest son is destined to die young."
"This is just the judgment of the medical fairy, and the judgment of the medical fairy has already made a mistake, so it is not enough to rely on."
"My lord, I'm not optimistic about the eldest son, so even if you drive the ducks to the shelves, I will work without any effort."
"That's something the boss has to consider. If you can't even get your help, then I don't expect too much from him. Wen He, just help me with things. It's not convenient for me to come forward for many things. It's not convenient for the second child to come forward, only the eldest is the most suitable."
"In the final analysis, the eldest son is just a knife in your hand, and the second son is what you really want. When the eldest son's knife cuts off everyone who should be cut, that is, when it breaks, the fate of the eldest son will be determined." It is doomed. My lord, Wen He is powerless to return to heaven, let alone be buried with the eldest son, so let's let this matter go."
After mercilessly exposing King Yan's true intentions, Jia Wenhe flung his sleeves and left the room.
In Yanyun, there are not many people who dare to play tricks on King Yan like this.
Jia Wenhe had never done this before.
But he is certainly the man most qualified to do so.
When a person is irreplaceable, he does have the confidence to do anything.
Seeing Jia Wenhe's figure going away, the corner of King Yan's mouth twitched, as if helpless and sarcasm.
He didn't continue to look at the map, but went to another room.
The room is very clean and simple, it can be seen that it has been vacant for a long time.
On the wall, there is a picture of a lady. There is a woman in white in the picture, she is peerless and elegant.
She has a sword in her hand.
King Yan looked at this woman affectionately.
This is the woman he loves the most in his life, bar none.
"Princess, our child, will return to the sea soon."
"I will pay him back everything I owe him."
"I will invite him the best master, find the most beautiful woman in the world for him, and make him the most powerful young man. I will pay him back what I owe you."
"I will do everything a father should do, princess, believe me, our child will be happy."
The woman in the painting naturally cannot speak.
However, this painting is obviously made by a famous artist, the woman in the painting is lifelike, even the expression is portrayed.
The woman's eyes were facing King Yan, and the corners of her mouth curled up secretly, as if she was asking: "Do you believe what you say?"
King Yan believed it.
The highest state of a liar is to lie to himself, and King Yan's deception has undoubtedly reached its peak.
Even talking to himself, he can talk for a long time.
"Princess, he is a good boy. Although we didn't teach him well, he grew up unexpectedly well."
"I will give him a stage to display his talents and let him release his energy to the fullest. You are such a dazzling person, and your child will be as good as you. I firmly believe in one thing."
"After he comes to Yanyun, I will bring him to see you. He should have missed you for a long time. Since you were listed as a rebel by the court, all portraits about you have been confiscated. Hiding your portraits is like Rebellion, I don’t like people to see your appearance, so I secretly destroyed a few copies. Now there is still a place for your portrait in the world, and this should be the only place.”
"Princess, I will take good care of our child. He is a bit rebellious and wants to take your surname. It doesn't matter, your surname is more noble. He is our child, whether he is surnamed Zhang or Wu is our child. For you, I don't mind if he changes his last name."
Bang!
The door was blown open by the wind from the outside.
The portrait also began to be blown by the wind, whistling.
It seems that the woman in the portrait is angry.
But King Yan was unmoved, and just looked at the woman in the painting infatuatedly.
He has engraved this figure in his heart forever.
But he still often comes here to talk to her.
Only when you lose it will you know how important some people are to you.
Moreover, people always need hypocrisy.
Everyone wants to be a better version of themselves.
And in this room, a person was once buried—the man who was once loved by Wu Ying.
"Princess, I miss you very much."
"If you do it all over again, I will always be by your side."
The wind blows more urgently.
……
In fact, Jia Wenhe witnessed King Yan enter this room.
He understands Yan Wang's habits, and also understands Yan Wang.
Jia Wenhe deeply admires King Yan's hypocrisy.
Jia Wenhe also admired King Yan's viciousness from the bottom of his heart.
And when this kind of hypocrisy and viciousness was applied to himself, Jia Wenhe immediately substituted himself into the woman in the portrait.
Back then, she faced Jia Wen and the current situation.
She chose to leave arrogantly and draw a line with King Yan.
Then, die generously.
Jia Wenhe does not have her strength.
Nor does she have the guts.
"The king wants the subject to die, but the subject doesn't want to die, so what should I do?"
Jia Wenhe returned to his room and kept thinking about this question.
Then, the most deserving answer was obtained.
"Then it's up to him~mother~."
He did his best to survive.
How can you die if you haven't achieved your goal?
Moreover, he has not avenged that woman yet.
"what's your name?"
"Jia Wenhe."
"Okay, don't cry, I've already killed those people for you."
"what's your name?"
"unimportant."
The figure that will never be forgotten appeared in Jia Wenhe's mind again.
To her, that really didn't matter.
But for him, it was the brightest dawn of his life.
A person who is most afraid of death, but willingly assists the most ambitious King Yan.
No one knows that he is not for glory and wealth.
It's just for gratitude.
Later, he changed his goal to revenge.
Jia Wenhe knocked twice on his bed.
Then, the bed was separated, and a mechanism box appeared.
Open the box and there is a piece of paper inside.
There are several names on the paper.
Zhao Da, Qiu Huarong, Zhao Er, Meng Pingfan, Yan Wang, Zhang Bairen...
Among them, Zhao Da and Qiu Huarong have already been marked as "X".
Looking at these names, Jia Wenhe's eyes became extremely deep.
"Let me accept the eldest son as an apprentice? But he is my apprentice." Jia Wenhe said quietly.
Although Zhang Wei was amazingly talented, how could it be easy for a proton to hunt down a Supreme Being?
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Jian Shiyi's swordsmanship is definitely better than Wu Wei's.
But Wu Wei still stopped Jian Eleven.
If he didn't stop Jian Eleven, Zhang Bairen would really die if the sword went down.
"What are you stopping me for?"
Jian Shiyi frowned, and said to himself, don't you want to castrate Zhang Bairen?
Wu Wei sweated profusely.
"Senior brother, you have some misunderstandings about eunuching him."
This time it was the turn of Jian Shiyi and Huangfu Qingyun to look at Wu Wei together.
"Is there anything wrong?"
The wrong place has gone too far.
Wu Wei could only educate these two illiterates: "If you want to turn a person into a father-in-law, you don't want to cut off his crime tools. The death rate will be too high."
"Don't cut off the tools of crime? Then how to do it?"
Jian Shiyi really never paid attention to this aspect, and Huangfu Qingyun would not pay attention to it.
Only Zhang Bairen knew clearly that his heart, which was a little happy at first, changed instantly.
Huangfu Qingyun looked curious.
Wu Wei: "..."
Sword Eleven: "..."
Is this pretending to be pure?
Zhang Bairen: "Zhang Wei, let them all go out, especially Qingyun, and we will settle the grievances between us alone."
He couldn't bear this humiliation any longer.
However, Wu Wei would naturally not satisfy his request.
After a moment of silence, Jian Shiyi shook his head at Wu Wei.
"Me neither, I really don't know where to start."
What Wu Wei said was the truth.
This is the specialization in the art industry.
"No, I'll hire a professional."
"Trouble, why are you so polite to him?"
Jian Shiyi didn't understand Wu Wei's behavior.
Before Wu Wei explained, Zhang Bairen became angry first.
"Jian Eleven, don't forget, you are a disciple of Jianmen."
"and then?"
"Jianmen is already on my side."
Jian Eleven was silent.
The gray-clothed old servant beside Wu Wei was originally from Jianmen.
He betrayed Wu Wei.
This is of course not aimless.
Moreover, before Jian Shiyi left Jianmen, he did know something about the situation inside Jianmen.
Wu Wei looked at Jian Eleven. He still needs to get some specific information from Jian Eleven.
Jian Shiyi nodded slowly to Wu Wei.
"When I left the door, there was indeed a heated discussion in the door about whether to support the junior brother or support him. Those who supported you fell into a disadvantage."
Wu Wei frowned.
But he wasn't surprised by the result.
"People take tea to cool down. This has been the result since ancient times. It's nothing surprising."
"Brother, you are wrong. The people of Jianmen are really different from other sects. The reason why they choose to support me has nothing to do with people taking tea."
Wu Wei sneered: "You mean, the people in Jianmen changed their gate because I was too bad and you were too good?"
"That's not the case, Jianmen is just for revenge."
Wu Wei's eyes flickered.
"Jianmen and the imperial court naturally have deep hatred, but why does Jianmen want to take revenge from you? I can also avenge Jianmen. Even, I have already avenged Jianmen."
What he said was naturally about killing Zhao Da.
Zhang Wei has indeed been on the road of revenge, and anyone in the know will admit that Zhang Wei is doing pretty well.
So for the choice of Jianmen, Wu Wei is a little bit worthless for Zhang Wei.
But he didn't expect that after hearing his words, Zhang Bairen suddenly burst into laughter.
Jian Eleven's face also became more gloomy.
"Brother, do you think that Jianmen just has enmity with the imperial court?"
"What do you mean?"
"The biggest enemy of Jianmen is your mother, Wu Ying, the sword god."
Wu Wei narrowed his eyes.
"If it wasn't for Wu Ying who dragged Jianmen into the abyss back then, how could Jianmen have ended up like this?"
This is true.
But Wu Wei felt very uncomfortable.
"Since you have made a choice, you have to pay the price for your choice. Playing with regret and revenge now will only make people laugh. Second child, you are messing with this group of trash."
"Brother, don't speak so righteously. Go ask Jian Eleven, is Jianmen sorry for Wu Ying, or Wu Ying is sorry for Jianmen?"
Wu Wei looked at Jian Eleven.
Jian Eleven did not speak.
Silence is itself an answer.
"Brother, do you think there were no people who opposed Wu Ying in Jianmen back then? Of course there were, and there were many, but what do you think will happen to those people?"
Wu Wei's heart sank.
"Those opponents were all killed by your mother, one by one sword, without exception."
"This is not in line with the Jianmen sect's rules."
Nonsense, no sect will let the disciples in the sect kill each other.
Wu Wei began to refresh his understanding of Wu Ying.
This female sword god does not seem to be as perfect and respectable as Wu Wei's initial perception.
Living in the mortal world, after all, you are just a mortal.
"The people who opposed your mother in Jianmen also accounted for the majority, but they couldn't beat your mother, and those who had the courage to resist your mother became the souls of your mother's sword. Therefore, in the eyes of many people , Jianmen and Wu Ying are deeply bound together. But the reality is not like this, Jianmen is Jianmen, Wu Ying is Wu Ying, the two can never be equated.
The biggest mistake Wu Ying made was not killing all those people back then.And the descendants of those people have grown up now.Sword Eleven, you should often feel hostility from all sides in Jianmen, right? "
Jian Shiyi finally spoke, but not to Zhang Bairen, but to Wu Wei: "Junior brother, a bunch of chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow."
Wu Wei finally smiled from the bottom of his heart.
No matter how Jianmen changes, Jianshi will stand with him after all.
And Sword Eleven is the future of Jianmen, which has been recognized by many people.
"You are in charge of the outside affairs, and leave the Jianmen affairs to me."
"Leave it to you? Sword Eleven, have you solved it yet? You are only infatuated with swords and don't know anything about power struggles. How could it be possible for you to control Jianmen?"
Jian Shiyi finally looked at Zhang Bairen, and said something that made Zhang Bairen speechless: "My master doesn't understand power struggle either."
This is the truth.
In fact, Wu Ying doesn't have high wrists at all, and she doesn't have much charisma. She can't even tie her own man's heart.
But she still became a sword god.
"Jianmen, after all, we still have to speak with the sword."
Back then, Wu Ying was the sharpest sword in Jianmen.
Therefore, Jianmen respects Wu Ying, and those who refuse to accept it are all dead people.
Now, among the younger generation of Jianmen, Jian Shiyi is the strongest sword.
So, what's so scary about him?
Zhang Bairen stared at Jian Shiyi, feeling the threat from this young man for the first time.
Originally, he never cared about Jian Shiyi.
In Zhang Bairen's mind, Jianghu is always just a continuation of Jiangshan.Zhang Bairen didn't even bother to pay attention to an ordinary knight-errant whose status was too low.
From the moment Jianmen surrendered to him, Jian Shiyi had already regarded Jianmen as his own.
Now it seems that this confidence seems a little too early.
"Jian Eleven, if you are still in Jianmen, you may still be able to influence the decision of Jianmen. But now, Jianmen has made a decision, and [-]% of the people are my supporters. You are no longer alone. Those who support My elder brother's people have already gone on the same road as those who did not support Wu Ying back then. You have no helper."
Wu Wei and Jian Shiyi frowned at the same time.
But they are all strong-minded people, and they are not greatly affected.
It's just that there is still some irritability more or less.
"Cows and sheep only come in groups, and beasts always travel alone. Second son, you are afraid."
Jian Shiyi seldom speaks, but every time he speaks, he can often point directly at people's hearts.
Zhang Bairen's face remained unchanged, but only he knew what was going on in his heart.
Of course Jian Shiyi didn't pay attention to what Zhang Bairen was thinking. He turned around, nodded to Wu Wei, and said, "Junior brother, since the school has changed, I'll go back later."
"It's too dangerous. Stay with me first. If you want to go back, we'll go back together. After all, I'm also half a member of Jianmen, and my current talent in swordsmanship may not be lower than that of the second child. If Jianmen Seeing my kendo talent, the old guys may not necessarily cooperate with me."
After a moment of silence, Jian Shiyi shook his head.
"There are some things that the master didn't tell the younger brother. It is indeed impossible for Jianmen and the younger brother to cooperate. Feng Lao's betrayal of the senior brother may not be instigated by the second son."
Wu Wei looked at Zhang Bairen.
Zhang Bairen shrugged: "Feng is always your guard, right? I've never met him, and he certainly wasn't ordered by me."
"Is there any difference between being ordered by you and being ordered by Jianmen?"
"Of course, I didn't intend to stop you from doing it to me at all. It's the people from Jianmen who want to do it to you."
Indeed, it was the people from Jianmen who wanted to attack Wu Wei.
Since Zhang Bairen wanted to seek death, how could he send someone to stop Wu Wei from killing him?
Even Zhang Bairen was not so extravagant as to take the life of a figure like the gray-clothed old servant.
"What Feng Lao wants to avenge should be personal revenge."
"I don't understand, what personal enmity do I have with him?"
"Junior brother, some things are secrets of Jianmen, which have never been spread to the world. In fact, heirs of Jianmen cannot be emotional, otherwise the heart of Jianmen will be dusted."
Wu Wei raised his eyebrows.
He smelled dog blood.
"Back then when Master and King Yan were together, there was actually strong opposition within Jianmen. If Master hadn't supported him, Master would have been expelled from Jianmen."
The Master in Sword Eleven's mouth was the master of Jianmen back then, that is, Wu Ying's master.
"Later, the master died suddenly, and there were also people in Jianmen who attacked the master, so the master started killing inside the Jianmen. This is the real reason for the killing."
"Jian Eleven, you are beautifying Wu Ying. If Wu Ying only went crazy that one time, how could there be so much resentment inside Jianmen?"
After being silent for a moment, Jian Shixi nodded slowly: "There is indeed one more time, Junior Brother, do you still remember that you were assassinated once when you were young?"
"of course."
"At that time, you were seriously injured, and your meridians also had problems. Only the sword pill can restore your health. So, Master found the sword pill."
Wu Wei understood.
As the treasure of Jianmen's inheritance, Jianmen certainly didn't want to hand over the sword pill easily.
This is the origin of the conflict.
However, Wu Wei was still a little strange.
"My mother was the heir and strongest of Jianmen at that time, and the things in Jianmen belonged to her, and I was her descendant and the natural heir of Jianmen, so my mother would not become the public enemy of Jianmen, right? "
"Because master shouldn't get married, let alone have children. Master, she broke the rules of Jianmen, and many seniors in Jianmen strictly abide by the rules."
"The most important thing is that the mother is a woman. Jianmen has a long history, but there has never been a female sword god. Let a woman ride on top of his head and domineering, which makes those conceited swordsmen Can you bear it?" Wu Wei sneered.
Jian Eleven did not deny this reason.
"Master wants to use the sword pill on you, but at this time, some people in Jianmen made a very surprising choice-they arrested you."
Wu Wei: "..."
There is no such paragraph in the information Zhang Wei gave him.
It seems that this incident happened a long time ago, even Zhang Wei himself didn't know about it.
However, Zhang Bairen understood.
"Brother, you always thought that I stole the sword pill from you, but it wasn't. If you were in the Yan Palace at that time, the sword pill must have been yours, and no one could take it away. It's just because you are not here, the father thinks you are dead , That's why my father gave me the sword pill."
Wu Wei was digesting this information.
"Father later told me that the people from Jianmen imprisoned you in Jianzhong, which is the forbidden area of Jianmen. People who entered it claimed that there would be ten deaths and no life. And that year, you were still an ignorant child, who Can you imagine that you would survive the sword mound? Who would have thought that Wu Ying would completely wash Jianmen because of that incident? To put it bluntly, Jianmen originally only wanted to negotiate a deal with Wu Ying."
"What deal?"
"At that time, the former dynasty had been destroyed, and King Yan and the imperial court seemed to be at odds. Jianmen didn't want to be implicated by Wu Ying, so he wanted Wu Ying to publicly declare that she would withdraw from the arena and not care about world affairs. As long as she compromises, Jianmen will naturally open the mechanism of Jianzhong .Of course, Jiandan and Jianmen also want it, and they won't want such a treasure to be left outside. However, Wu Ying's character is too strong."
In Wu Wei's mind, a woman in white, holding a sword in one hand, walked in a sea of blood and corpses.
A few words really gave Wu Wei a deeper understanding of Wu Ying.
"That massacre caused Wu Ying and Jianmen to completely break up, and it has been irreconcilable ever since. But Wu Ying's strength is too strong, and the sword in her hand is too sharp, even if the people of Jianmen don't want to surrender She, but in front of her sword, can only bow her head and surrender."
Wu Wei looked at the fascinated Zhang Bairen, and suddenly said, "I'm just a pity, why didn't my mother kill you back then, and then open the furnace to make alchemy, maybe you can get half of the effect of the medicine."
Zhang Bairen: "..."
"After knowing that I ate the sword pill, Wu Ying was indeed crazy. However, during the massacre inside Jianmen, she was still seriously injured. And the strength of the father is also very strong. Under the protection of the father, However, in the end, I was not hurt by Wu Ying, so I am very grateful to my father, and I am willing to make concessions for my father."
Therefore, he is willing to take the initiative to leave the land of Yanyun.
The relationship between father and son, in addition to blood relationship, is naturally maintained by kindness.
Zhang Wei has no feelings for King Yan, because King Yan has indeed not fulfilled his father's responsibilities to him.
But Zhang Bairen was different.
There is a true father-son relationship between him and King Yan.
This cognition caused Wu Wei's perception of King Yan to drop rapidly.
"One of the most wrong things master did was to be emotional. What the master said was right, and the school rules were also right. Those who practice swords really shouldn't be emotional."
Jian Shiyi looked at Zhang Bairen, with a murderous look in his eyes: "Master is so powerful, if he really wants to kill you, what will King Yan do to stop him?"
"Naturally, I will take my life to stop it." Wu Wei said quietly.
"That's right, King Yan gave up his life to save the second young master, so Master couldn't do anything about it. Master once told me that she doesn't regret meeting King Yan. Hehe, I don't regret it."
Jian Shiyi's smile made Zhang Bairen a little creepy.
His hunch was right.
Because the next moment, Jian Shiyi's sword pierced Zhang Bairen's stomach.
Both Wu Wei and Huangfu Qingyun were taken aback.
But before they could open their mouths, Jian Eleven took the initiative to speak: "Don't worry, I won't kill him, I'll do it properly."
After saying this, Jian Shiyi smiled again as he looked at Zhang Bairen, who was struggling to breathe.
"There are some things that Junior Brother doesn't remember, but I still remember them until now. The reason why King Yan gave up his life to save you is that Junior Brother has been abolished, so you can't do anything else, otherwise he will have no successor, even if he conquers the country, There is no one to inherit."
After a pause, Jian Eleven said seriously: "I think Yan Wang's words are very unreasonable. He can obviously have another child."
"I can't give birth anymore. After my father and king met my mother, Wu Ying gave my father a sterilization drug. From then on, it is impossible to have another child."
It was the first time Wu Wei and Jian Shiyi knew about this matter, and their reactions were instantly speechless.
Wu Ying was still Wu Ying after all, there was nothing wrong with this operation.
No wonder King Yan valued Zhang Bairen so much. Since Qiu Huarong, he has never taken a concubine or had any more children. It turns out that the roots lie here.
"This is even better. The king of Yan ignored my junior brother's life and cut off my master's hope on the grounds that he needed an heir. Today, I destroy the heir he carefully cultivated and let him have only my junior brother as a choice. It is very fair." Bar?"
After saying this, Jian Eleven pulled out his sword from Zhang Bairen's body.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Bairen did not bleed.
But his face was extremely pale.
"My meridians..."
"Destroyed, you can try to find another sword pill, otherwise you can give up martial arts in this life. By the way, I will also destroy your kidney veins by the way."
Jian Shixi paused for a moment, and then said to Wu Wei: "Junior Brother, you have influenced my thinking. You have to be so professional about something that can be done so easily."
Wu Wei: "..."
It's really simple.
He really didn't expect it.
After all, he is still a human being, and as a human being, there will be omissions.
However, after being reminded by Jian Shiyi, Wu Wei suddenly thought of one thing:
"The "Nine Deaths Immortal Art" means that every time you die, your skill will increase a lot, so what should you do if this guy commits suicide?"
Huangfu Qingyun stroked his forehead.
"Eldest son, you should know more about martial arts. How can there be such a simple and easy magic skill? If he dares to commit suicide, he will definitely die. Not to mention suicide, even if he is accidentally killed, he may not be able to do it." Come back to life again. The chance of success is very small for a skill like the "Nine Dead Immortal Kung Fu", and you can't try it lightly at all, it's just a gamble on luck."
"Gambling luck? The second child's luck is absolutely invincible."
In this regard, Wu Wei has sufficient confidence in Zhang Bairen.
However, Wu Wei also breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that this guy's suicide would not escalate.
That's good, if suicide can also be upgraded, there is really no way to fight.
"Zhang Bairen's luck has always been good, and he can turn bad luck into good luck every time. When it comes to turning bad luck into good fortune, I think of Tang Seng. At the beginning of next year, the Sino-US co-production Journey to the West will officially launch... Forget it, it's not black anymore, You can’t even understand it.”
Huangfu Qingyun's tone was a bit lonely, but Wu Wei really understood it a bit.
"Tang Monk? Journey to the West?"
Wu Wei was taken aback by Huangfu Qingyun.
He has read this book.
But how did Huangfu Qingyun know?
I have never heard of this book in this world.
Could it be that Huangfu Qingyun was transmigrated?Is it an old acquaintance of mine?
Wu Wei began to look at Huangfu Qingyun suspiciously, and all kinds of behaviors of Huangfu Qingyun flashed in his mind.
There are many things that you really can't think about too much, as long as you think about it, you will definitely think too much.
Originally, Wu Wei always thought that Huangfu Qingyun's transformation was quite normal, and it was completely within the logical range he could accept.
But now he began to wonder if there was something wrong with Huangfu Qingyun himself.
"System, scan it."
[Master, Huangfu Qingyun's soul shows no sign of separation, it appears to be the same soul. 】
"Is there such a thing as "Journey to the West" in this world, shouldn't it?"
[Master, there is another situation, like Qi Tian and Zhang Wei. 】
Wu Wei blinked.
Right.
Anyway, if someone related to Zhang Bairen had some abnormalities, Wu Wei could accept it.
His nerves are already very big now.
"My lord, you still need to be more vigilant. As far as I know, apart from the "Nine Deaths Immortal Art", there are also some magical arts in the martial arts that are specially suitable for those whose meridians have been cut off."
As soon as Huangfu Qingyun said this, Jian Shiyi felt as uncomfortable as eating shit.
As soon as Huangfu Qingyun reminded him, he also thought of several legendary exercises.
"It's been lost for a long time."
"But "Nine Dead Immortal Art" has been lost for a long time."
Huangfu Qingyun shrugged, looked at Zhang Bairen and said: "He is a hedgehog now, he dares not kill, and he is not very brave to fight. Young Master, I am only responsible for giving you advice, you can figure it out."
Wu Wei also wanted to curse.
He watched this episode.
More than once.
Indeed, no matter whether it is a novel or a TV movie, as long as the meridian is cut off, there is no one who cannot return to normal.
This law is almost equivalent to jumping off a cliff and not dying and there must be adventures.
So Wu Wei just humiliated Zhang Bairen, sealed his strength with drugs, and didn't hit him hard.
What I'm afraid of is what kind of moth.
But Jian Eleven's hand was too fast.
It was also impossible for him to accuse Jian Eleven of anything.
"Let's do this first. I believe the current situation will not be what he originally expected. We don't need to be too pessimistic."
Wu Wei asked the doctor to come in again to see Zhang Bairen's injuries, then nodded with Jian Shi Huangfu Qingyun, and walked out by himself.
He knew that Meng Pingfan should be waiting for him now.
Although Wu Wei wants to communicate with Huangfu Qingyun more now.
……
"Your Majesty wants an explanation, why didn't you kill Zhang Bairen?"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Er's questioning was ushered in, and Wu Wei naturally had nothing to hide, and chose to tell the truth.
""Nine Deaths Immortal Art"? What a coincidence? Wu Wei, you are not making up a story, are you?"
"Meng Gong, do you think I can make up such a crude story with my ability?"
Meng Pingfan frowned.
"This is a little troublesome. With this name, Zhang Bairen won a gold medal for avoiding death?"
"No, the "Nine Deaths Immortal Art" has very high requirements for the method of death, and the triggering conditions should also be very strict. He took the initiative to come to ask for death, which means that the conditions at that time must be met. But if you want to kill him, Mr. Meng, You can do it now."
"Why don't you do it?"
"One is that I am afraid that I will completely hate King Yan and affect Duke Meng's plan. The other is that I am afraid that he will do something to me. After all, he took the initiative to find me. Maybe I am a necessary condition for killing him?"
"No, if there are really necessary conditions to kill him, it will be Zhang Wei instead of you. Don't worry about this. But you are right not to do it. This guild will collect information about "Nine Deaths Immortal Technique". Don't touch him until you find out. Judging from his performance, Zhang Bairen may not be worthy of his name."
"Menggong, don't underestimate this person, maybe he deliberately made us look down on him so that we can get millet out of the fire."
"There is such a possibility, but it is unlikely. Now that he is in your hands, no matter what he does, he cannot leave your sight. How else can he shake the world?"
"Meng Gong, don't forget, I'm leaving the capital soon."
Meng Pingfan frowned.
"I have a proposal."
"Tell me."
"It's better to let Zhang Bairen stay in the capital instead of me, as a proton."
This idea came to Wu Wei suddenly.
Although he could guess that Zhang Bairen's initiative to come to the capital must be calculated, but trapping Zhang Bairen in the capital would indeed make it easier for him to do things outside.
In the past few years, Zhang Wei was trapped in the capital, so he could only forbear and hibernate.And Zhang Bairen cultivated his wings in the vast sky outside, and his power has even become so large that he can threaten the status of King Yan.
It's time to turn this situation around.
Meng Pingfan was seriously thinking about Wu Wei's proposal.
He thinks it's very feasible.
But he thinks there's something wrong with it.
"No, Zhang Bairen will not be a fool. Since he dared to come to the capital, it means that he has a way to leave. Or, staying in the capital is more beneficial to him. Even if Zhang Bairen is an idiot, King Yan will not be. He Why did he send Zhang Bairen to the capital? Could it be that he wants Zhang Bairen to cultivate his wings in the capital, and then cooperate with him internally and externally?"
Meng Pingfan has a big brain.
In fact, Wu Wei's guess was similar to Meng Pingfan's, but out of his own interests, Wu Wei told the truth: "Meng Gong, if one day, King Yan's soldiers come to the capital city, then Zhang Bairen will not have to do anything. The wealthy will take the initiative to surrender to the King of Yan. So what Zhang Bairen does in the capital is actually not important and cannot affect the overall situation."
"The king of Yan will not do useless work. There must be some deep meaning in it. Wu Wei, I will tell you that your majesty is already afraid of the king of Yan. If you make your majesty think that Zhang Bairen was sent by the king of Yan to the capital to subvert the court, your majesty Absolutely won't keep him."
Wu Wei: "..."
As for that exaggeration?
"Meng Gong, there can actually be a simpler explanation."
"What explanation?"
"Maybe King Yan is apologizing to Zhang Wei?"
……
Yanyun thousands of miles away.
With his hands behind his back, King Yan stood in front of a map and looked at it carefully.
This is a map of the whole world.
The sixteen prefectures of Yanyun were highlighted.
King Yan often appears here, and he has never concealed his ambition.
So the imperial court has not stopped suppressing him.
Even so, King Yan is still strong until now, and has more and more territories.
"My lord, my subordinates don't understand."
"Say."
"Second Young Master has too many ties and affections on him, and one hair will affect the whole body. Letting Second Young Master leave your side now will stop you from moving forward. Why bother?"
"Wenhe thinks that this king will not be able to complete his great cause without the second son?"
"My lord, if there is a shortcut, why add to your own burden? Wenhe naturally has great confidence in you, but even if you are as strong as the prince, there is no need to deliberately increase the difficulty."
Jia Wenhe, the number one counselor of Yanyun, the right-hand man of the king of Yan, is recognized as one person under one person and above ten thousand people in Yanyun territory.
When King Yan was not around, Jia Wenhe was the one who gave orders. To him, the Second Young Master always treated him like a disciple.
Although everyone knows that Jia Wenhe and the second son are not on the right track.
King Yan finally turned his head and looked at Jia Wenhe with a smile on his lips.
"Hasn't Wenhe been at odds with the second child?"
"That's a difference in political opinion. Now the prince is just a vassal king, but the second son is doing things according to the posture of the prince of the East Palace. I think it is inappropriate. But the strength of the second son and the forces behind him cannot be ignored. Wang lord, this is also true for you. Great help."
"It is indeed very big, but if things go on like this, people in the world only know the second child, who knows the king?"
"Why does the prince bully me? With your spirit, how can you care about such small things?"
"No, this is not a trivial matter. I don't need to care about other things, but I can't accept that someone treats me as a puppet. Unfortunately, among the forces behind the second child, many people regard me as a puppet."
Jia Wen and silence.
He couldn't deny what King Yan said.
Under Zhang Bairen's command, there were indeed many people who were not sincerely loyal to King Yan.
They came here for Zhang Bairen.
The name of the exiled immortal came to the world, this title is really too bluffing.
Who wouldn't want to follow a fairy?
"This king knows how to make everyone happy, but this king doesn't want to do that, this king doesn't want everyone to be happy."
"My lord, no matter what they think, they are useful to you after all."
"Indeed, it is thanks to their great help that this king is able to have what he is today. But this king just wants to repay kindness and revenge. Is there a problem?"
King Yan's calm rascal left Jia Wenhe speechless.
King Yan is so shameless, what else can he say?
He could only praise King Yan: "My lord really has the demeanor of an emperor."
Every successful emperor is a living example of repaying kindness with hatred.
Jia Wenhe was really praising King Yan.
He has never been a gentle, courteous and thrifty person, and the people in the world call him simply - Poisoner.
So what King Yan did was in line with Jia Wenhe's taste.
On the contrary, Zhang Bairen's kind of hypocrisy is completely opposite to Jia Wenhe's.
"This king is able to come to this day because of his kindness and revenge. Since he has done it so many times, he doesn't care about this one more time. Moreover, this time, the second child also took the initiative to apply."
"Second Young Master seems to be affectionate, but in fact he is ruthless. But for you, Wang Ye, Second Young Master does have a bit of admiration. By choosing this way, he is abandoning those who support him and standing on Wang Ye's side. You Now that you know what he wants, why do you want to break his heart?"
"For fairness."
"My lord, are you doing it for the eldest son?"
Jia Wenhe couldn't believe it.
King Yan chuckled: "Why? Can't this king be a loving father?"
"I thought that all your kindness was reserved for the second son."
"They are all my children, and I don't have a preference for anyone. Even for their respective mothers, I prefer Wu Ying."
"But the child you prefer is the Second Young Master, this is known to all the world." Jia Wenhe said softly.
"Because the second child is indeed very good, I can't find any faults. Moreover, the eldest brother has a physical problem, he is destined to die early, this king has no choice."
"Then you are?"
"It's very simple - this king has softened his heart. Wen He, you know that Zhao Da was killed by the boss."
"Yes, the eldest son strategizes and turns the clouds and rains. Wen He appreciates his methods. At the same age, I will be played to death by him."
"I know you admire his methods very much. In fact, his methods of doing things are in the same line as yours. He is vicious, vicious, stabbed in the back, and fatal with one blow. However, Wenhe, you have become like this, what is your experience? What kind of story did you tell, you and I both understand in our hearts that this king has no intention of exposing your scars."
Jia Wenhe bowed his head, with a complicated expression, and the past he was least willing to recall began to appear in his mind.
"Wenhe, how old is the boss this year? Why did he mature so quickly?"
"A child without a mother is like a grass root. The eldest son's mother died early, and you are not by his side to protect him from the wind and rain. He can only force himself to mature as soon as possible."
"Yeah, a child without a mother is like a grass root. He matured faster than I imagined, and his progress completely exceeded my expectations. According to the judgment of the medical fairy, the boss can no longer practice martial arts, and he can't do it now." Should be lingering on the sickbed ~ cotton.
Wenhe, tell me, how hard is his life to get to this day? "
Jia Wenhe said softly, "Many people in this world are living very hard."
"But only he is my son, the others are not my sons."
"It seems that the prince is really soft-hearted."
"The boss has already created a miracle. This king wants to give him a chance to see if he can create more miracles. I am too cold towards Wu Ying and him. After all, this king and him are connected by blood. He can be promising, so why wouldn't this king be happy to do it?"
Jia Wenhe didn't know what to say.
Until now, he still doesn't believe that King Yan will soften his heart.
Having followed King Yan for so many years, Jia Wenhe knows King Yan too well.
Such a man's heart is definitely made of iron and stone.
So, what was he thinking?
As Jia Wenhe thought about it, his eyes froze suddenly.
"My lord, do you want to control the Hidden Dragon Society?"
The smile on King Yan's mouth deepened.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being his confidant who has been with him for many years.
"Even so, there's no need to look far away, right? Isn't Second Young Master a better choice?"
"The second child can't do it, his status is too high. It is not a good thing if the status is too low, but neither is it too high. The second child doesn't like the Yinlong Society at all, and he doesn't mind the Yinlong Society's restraint on the court and the king. .”
Jia Wenhe nodded silently.
He understood what King Yan meant.
Zhang Bairen doesn't care about the loyalty of the Yinlong Society, because he has enough confidence and background.As long as he opens his mouth, Yinlong will do his best to do whatever he wants.
He doesn't need to worry too much.
But King Yan wanted to instruct Yinlonghui, but he was not as handy as him.
Because of the nine dragon heads of the Yinlong Society, many of them are equal to King Yan.
It is impossible for them to respect King Yan from the heart and do things for King Yan.
And this is obviously not a happy situation for King Yan.
"The eldest son may not be able to break the situation."
"It doesn't matter, even if the boss messes up, the second brother will take care of me."
With two good sons, King Yan does have the confidence to be self-willed.
"I understand, but does Second Young Master know what you mean?"
"This king didn't say it, but this king thinks that with his intelligence, he should be able to guess."
"The Second Young Master really has nothing to say to you, aren't you worried that he will die in the hands of the First Young Master once he leaves?"
King Yan smiled, and then sighed with emotion: "In this world, even if everyone dies, the second child probably won't die. His life is really too tough."
"My lord, don't be too superstitious about the so-called rumors. Immortals will die too."
"But the second one won't, believe me, the second one won't die. If the boss is smart, he will definitely not kill the second one."
At this moment, King Yan didn't know how the situation in the capital thousands of miles away would develop.
But his predictions were actually pretty much the same in the end.
From the perspective of the overall situation, it is indeed difficult to find someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with King Yan.
After talking with his confidant, Yan Wang looked at Jia Wenhe and suddenly made an unexpected request: "Wenhe, after the boss leaves Beijing, you can be his teacher."
Jia Wenhe's hands trembled.
"My lord, do you want Wenhe to die?"
"You and the second child are not in the same way, but the boss is very good at your way. With you guiding him, he should mature faster. And with your help, the plotting of the Yinlong Society will be smoother."
"My lord, Wen He doesn't want to die."
Poison warriors are the most fearful of death among the top strategists in the world, and many people agree on this point.
He will never do any dangerous things, never eat any dangerous things, he must have layers of guards when he travels, and he must wait for someone to try dishes for him for more than half an hour when he eats.
Such a person would naturally not participate in the battle for the heir apparent.
So even if the Second Young Master tried to win him over many times, he would not be moved.
Naturally, he didn't want to jump into the big pit of the eldest son.
However, the king of Yan obviously had a plan.
"Wenhe, with you to help the boss, the boss may not be able to beat the second."
"My lord just said that the eldest son is destined to die young."
"This is just the judgment of the medical fairy, and the judgment of the medical fairy has already made a mistake, so it is not enough to rely on."
"My lord, I'm not optimistic about the eldest son, so even if you drive the ducks to the shelves, I will work without any effort."
"That's something the boss has to consider. If you can't even get your help, then I don't expect too much from him. Wen He, just help me with things. It's not convenient for me to come forward for many things. It's not convenient for the second child to come forward, only the eldest is the most suitable."
"In the final analysis, the eldest son is just a knife in your hand, and the second son is what you really want. When the eldest son's knife cuts off everyone who should be cut, that is, when it breaks, the fate of the eldest son will be determined." It is doomed. My lord, Wen He is powerless to return to heaven, let alone be buried with the eldest son, so let's let this matter go."
After mercilessly exposing King Yan's true intentions, Jia Wenhe flung his sleeves and left the room.
In Yanyun, there are not many people who dare to play tricks on King Yan like this.
Jia Wenhe had never done this before.
But he is certainly the man most qualified to do so.
When a person is irreplaceable, he does have the confidence to do anything.
Seeing Jia Wenhe's figure going away, the corner of King Yan's mouth twitched, as if helpless and sarcasm.
He didn't continue to look at the map, but went to another room.
The room is very clean and simple, it can be seen that it has been vacant for a long time.
On the wall, there is a picture of a lady. There is a woman in white in the picture, she is peerless and elegant.
She has a sword in her hand.
King Yan looked at this woman affectionately.
This is the woman he loves the most in his life, bar none.
"Princess, our child, will return to the sea soon."
"I will pay him back everything I owe him."
"I will invite him the best master, find the most beautiful woman in the world for him, and make him the most powerful young man. I will pay him back what I owe you."
"I will do everything a father should do, princess, believe me, our child will be happy."
The woman in the painting naturally cannot speak.
However, this painting is obviously made by a famous artist, the woman in the painting is lifelike, even the expression is portrayed.
The woman's eyes were facing King Yan, and the corners of her mouth curled up secretly, as if she was asking: "Do you believe what you say?"
King Yan believed it.
The highest state of a liar is to lie to himself, and King Yan's deception has undoubtedly reached its peak.
Even talking to himself, he can talk for a long time.
"Princess, he is a good boy. Although we didn't teach him well, he grew up unexpectedly well."
"I will give him a stage to display his talents and let him release his energy to the fullest. You are such a dazzling person, and your child will be as good as you. I firmly believe in one thing."
"After he comes to Yanyun, I will bring him to see you. He should have missed you for a long time. Since you were listed as a rebel by the court, all portraits about you have been confiscated. Hiding your portraits is like Rebellion, I don’t like people to see your appearance, so I secretly destroyed a few copies. Now there is still a place for your portrait in the world, and this should be the only place.”
"Princess, I will take good care of our child. He is a bit rebellious and wants to take your surname. It doesn't matter, your surname is more noble. He is our child, whether he is surnamed Zhang or Wu is our child. For you, I don't mind if he changes his last name."
Bang!
The door was blown open by the wind from the outside.
The portrait also began to be blown by the wind, whistling.
It seems that the woman in the portrait is angry.
But King Yan was unmoved, and just looked at the woman in the painting infatuatedly.
He has engraved this figure in his heart forever.
But he still often comes here to talk to her.
Only when you lose it will you know how important some people are to you.
Moreover, people always need hypocrisy.
Everyone wants to be a better version of themselves.
And in this room, a person was once buried—the man who was once loved by Wu Ying.
"Princess, I miss you very much."
"If you do it all over again, I will always be by your side."
The wind blows more urgently.
……
In fact, Jia Wenhe witnessed King Yan enter this room.
He understands Yan Wang's habits, and also understands Yan Wang.
Jia Wenhe deeply admires King Yan's hypocrisy.
Jia Wenhe also admired King Yan's viciousness from the bottom of his heart.
And when this kind of hypocrisy and viciousness was applied to himself, Jia Wenhe immediately substituted himself into the woman in the portrait.
Back then, she faced Jia Wen and the current situation.
She chose to leave arrogantly and draw a line with King Yan.
Then, die generously.
Jia Wenhe does not have her strength.
Nor does she have the guts.
"The king wants the subject to die, but the subject doesn't want to die, so what should I do?"
Jia Wenhe returned to his room and kept thinking about this question.
Then, the most deserving answer was obtained.
"Then it's up to him~mother~."
He did his best to survive.
How can you die if you haven't achieved your goal?
Moreover, he has not avenged that woman yet.
"what's your name?"
"Jia Wenhe."
"Okay, don't cry, I've already killed those people for you."
"what's your name?"
"unimportant."
The figure that will never be forgotten appeared in Jia Wenhe's mind again.
To her, that really didn't matter.
But for him, it was the brightest dawn of his life.
A person who is most afraid of death, but willingly assists the most ambitious King Yan.
No one knows that he is not for glory and wealth.
It's just for gratitude.
Later, he changed his goal to revenge.
Jia Wenhe knocked twice on his bed.
Then, the bed was separated, and a mechanism box appeared.
Open the box and there is a piece of paper inside.
There are several names on the paper.
Zhao Da, Qiu Huarong, Zhao Er, Meng Pingfan, Yan Wang, Zhang Bairen...
Among them, Zhao Da and Qiu Huarong have already been marked as "X".
Looking at these names, Jia Wenhe's eyes became extremely deep.
"Let me accept the eldest son as an apprentice? But he is my apprentice." Jia Wenhe said quietly.
Although Zhang Wei was amazingly talented, how could it be easy for a proton to hunt down a Supreme Being?
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