After attacking the tyrant, I held the wrong thigh

Chapter 131 Three Kingdoms
After eating and drinking, Xuan Shuo was still grinning, without a trace of fatigue, which made Jing Xu, who originally wanted to play tricks on him, flatten his mouth.

"Are you stupid, why are you angry with me, let alone having a space ring, even if you don't have it, you still want to tire me out with this little thing?"

"I just hold you with one hand and stand for 1000 years without getting tired."

Jing Xu glanced at Xuan Shuo, and laughed out loud, "Aren't you tired of standing up for 1000 years? Xuan Shuo, when did you learn to talk big?"

Xuan Shuo spread his hands: "Why do I have to say big things?"

"If you don't believe me, come here and try?" Xuan Shuo's eyes were full of smiles.

Jing Xu really didn't believe it, so he stood up and stretched out his hand: "Come on, you must have one hand, if you dare to use both hands, you are a puppy."

Xuan Shuo hugged the man in his arms with one hand, and Jing Xu coaxed in his arms: "Stand up, you must stand, if you can hold on for a stick of incense, you will win!"

Xuan Shuo squatted relaxedly, and took out sweet-scented osmanthus wine with his other free hand: "Thirsty? This is your favorite drink, less sugar, more sweet-scented osmanthus, and a touch of honey."

Jing Xu took the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, sat on his arm and swung his dangling legs.

The night wind blew gently, and the thin black filaments brushed against Jing Xu's cheeks. The smiling Jing Xu made Xuan Shuo unconsciously flash a trace of nostalgia.

His vacant hand unconsciously raised to stroke her messy hair behind her ear.

Jing Xu didn't notice it, at this moment the night sky was beautiful, the wind was light, and he was in a good mood.

A stick of incense passed without knowing it. Jing Xu looked at him squatting as if he was sitting steadily, without even a trace of sweat, and flattened his mouth: "OK, OK, can't you be good?"

Xuan Shuo gently placed her on the ground, stretched out his hand and stroked her soft hair: "It should have been."

"Cut~narcissist~" Jing Xu stuck out his tongue.

After returning to the Princess Hall, Siwen was waiting anxiously, seeing Xuan Shuo beside him, his eyes were less anxious, and he seemed to be quietly relieved.

"I've seen Master Spirit Master." Siwen saluted respectfully.

Xuan Shuo nodded slightly, and looked at Jing Xu: "The envoys from Qin and Zhou will arrive tomorrow."

Siwen's breathing was slightly stagnant.

Jing Xu also smiled.

"I want to leave here temporarily, what do you want to do, go ahead and do it." Xuan Shuo smiled.

The summer wind blows his black robe, and the rich plum blossom fragrance is refreshing.

Jing Xu didn't know why, but when he saw his smile, his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

She, who had already walked up to Siwen, turned back and threw herself into his arms.

Xuan Shuo was bumped into his arms by her, and subconsciously hugged her. ,

Before the teasing words could be uttered, someone raised his head and looked at him with worried eyes: "You always said lightly that you have to leave. You were a stranger before, and I couldn't control you."

"Now you are mine, and I want you to be safe."

Xuan Shuo's smile stagnated, and the light in Xing Chen's eyes dimmed slightly by three points. This momentary change was too fast, and the night was too dark for Jing Xu to catch it.

Xuan Shuo leaned over and kissed her forehead: "I want you to be safe." That gentle voice made Jing Xu sink.

"I wish you peace." Jing Xu insisted stubbornly.

Xuan Shuo nodded: "Okay."

Jing Xu's hanging heart was quietly let go.

After Xuanshuo left, he first returned to the altar, but Huizhen was not there, or in other words, since five years ago, Huizhen could no longer enter the altar.

Only Miechen sat on the cattail fan with his eyes closed, and there was a statue in the center of the altar hall.

The god is merciful, with lowered eyes.

Green smoke curled up, and the whole hall was filled with the aroma of sandalwood.

"According to the trajectory of fate, Jing Xu should die, Su Li should die, Jiang Xing should die, Jing Mo should disappear, and Jing Yu should go crazy." Mie Chen still didn't open his eyes.

He said such words.

"Huizhen has been deprived of her spiritual root as a spiritual master, and can no longer enter the altar of the gods, and can no longer report human affairs to the gods."

"Xuan Shuo, you did it, right?"

Xuan Shuo looked at the huge statue calmly, showing a hint of sarcasm: "Yes."

"Do you really think that I'm on your side?" Mie Chen opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at him calmly.

"I have already written the indictment for all the things you have done in the past ten years, and I have finished reporting the moment before you came."

Xuan Shuo looked at the ashes in the golden basin, showing a hint of a smile.

No panic, not even fear.

He walked forward slowly and sat on a sandalwood chair.

"Xuan Shuo, do you still remember what a spiritual master is?" Mie Chen looked at him and asked.

"The so-called spiritual master is someone who is bestowed by gods with a little bit of divine power, and acts as a messenger between the world and the gods." Xuan Shuo said softly.

"Since you still remember, why did you do something against God?"

"We are humans, not gods. We can't fight gods. The destruction of Dazhou is a historical track, a destiny, and a necessity."

"What can you and I do with our mortal strength!"

"Xuan Shuo, before the big mistake comes, if I sue the clerk, you will only be deprived of the spiritual book and become a mortal. If you really make a big mistake, your life and even your soul will not be saved." Miechen still standing by his side.

Because Xuan Shuo had helped him a lot.

Xuan Shuo looked at the incomparably tall statue, showing a hint of a smile.

"No." Xuan Shuo interrupted him.

"not us."

Miechen is unknown, so: "What are we not?"

"Only you are a mortal, but I am a god." Xuan Shuo revealed his body, which was exactly the same as the statue he enshrined.

Miechen looked at the statue in shock, and then at Xuanshuo, all his words turned into shock and aphasia.

"Do you know why the statues enshrined in the altar of the Great Zhou are different from those in other two countries?" Xuan Shuo retracted his body and returned to his original youthful appearance.

"Why...why..." Miechen had stopped thinking, and this why was also an instinctive question.

Xuan Shuo's eyes became colder: "Because the ones enshrined by the other two countries are not true gods at all."

"This has nothing to do with you. You are right. The Dao of Heaven is indeed the demise of the Great Zhou. It has nothing to do with what they enshrine."

"None of this has anything to do with you."

"I'm here, just to give you two choices." Xuan Shuo wanted to deal with this last matter, and it was hard for him to say the rest.

Because the small worlds in these three thousand worlds are indeed the natural formation of heaven, not the will of false gods.

What he is doing is indeed against the way of heaven.

"What choice?" Miechen looked at Xuanshuo with a complicated expression, never expecting that the god he worshiped devoutly day and night was by his side.

"Erase memory and be a mortal. Second, this act against the sky may succeed or fail." Xuan Shuo knew Mie Chen's character.

He is different from Huizhen, both of them are loyal to heaven, but one only seeks the purpose completely, and the other still has emotions and desires.

Hui is really the god's favorite.

And Miechen is the least reckless.

"Be a mortal." Mie Chen lowered his eyes.

Xuan Shuo nodded, respecting his choice, in fact, before coming, he had already thought of it, with Mie Chen's temperament, he would never do anything against the sky.

Even if the person who encouraged him is a god.

Xuan Shuo stretched out his hand, just about to put it on his head.

But Miechen grabbed his hand, begging: "Xuan Shuo, no matter what you do, can you not involve more innocent lives?"

Xuan Shuo looked at him and nodded.

Miechen smiled contentedly, and let go of his hand: "To see the true God, my heart is enough."

"May from now on, the world will be peaceful and the people will be happy."

Mie Chen kowtowed three times heavily to Xuan Shuo, just like he kowtows to the god statue every day.

Xuan Shuo's hand covered his head, the shining radiance radiated, and it didn't take long for Mie Chen to pass out.

Xuan Shuo caught Mie Chen, carried him away from the altar, and placed him in a paradise outside the Three Kingdoms.

Leaving him enough silver and local servants who have just bought and sold can be regarded as repaying his devout worship over the years.

Xuan Shuo put him down and left, but he didn't find Mie Chen with tears in his eyes.

He opened his eyes and looked at the gold around him, pushed open the wooden door, and looked at the rolling mountains and peach blossoms, as well as the benevolent servants.

"Master, you are awake, but are you hungry?" The servant stepped forward to please him.

Mie Chen shook his head, looking at the mountains and peach blossoms, and there was still an acre of open land.

"Plum blossoms will be planted in those open spaces in the future." Mie Chen asked.

The servant Zhang Er's monk was puzzled, but he didn't dare to disobey his master, so they hurried to do it.

After returning to the room, Mie Chen looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the study, and drew the image of the god, to be exact, it was Xuan Shuo's real body.

Every stroke is devotional.

After finishing the last stroke, he hangs it in the east and worships it devoutly.

"You are my God once, and you will be my God forever."

"May your journey on this journey be a victory in the end."

Miechen kowtowed three times before slowly getting up.

After leaving the Peach Blossom Spring, Xuan Shuo came to the tree that connects the sky and the world.

There was another crack in the cracks he had mended over the past five years.

He skillfully stood in the center of the sacred tree, rose slowly, took out a crystal dagger, and inserted it into his heart.

"Pfft." The crystal knife pierced the heart.

Three drops of golden blood flowed out and dripped into the crack, the crack closed slowly, Xuan Shuo fell back to the original place, leaning against the sacred tree with a pale face.

Passed out again.

It has been ten years since the three countries met last time.

At that time, Jing Yu had just ascended the throne for four years, and people from the two countries who fought in just four years did not dare to invade, and sometimes they could only be forced to join forces to resist the invasion of Da Zhou.

Over the past ten years, Great Zhou has become stronger and stronger, surpassing the other two countries by not a single bit.

Half a year ago, the two countries sent a request of intent for the tripartite exchange meeting at the same time.

I want to send envoys into the territory of Dazhou.

It's called communication, but it's actually an exploration of reality.

The envoys of the great merchants are Prince Tuobarui and the female general He Lanmin'er who disguised himself as a man, accompanied by two troops.

Daqin's envoys are Prince Fusu and Minister Li Si, and there are also two accompanying teams.

It enters the capital of Dazhou on the eighth day of the seventh month of the Dazhou calendar.

As Jing Yu's only son, Jing Xu naturally had a heavy task when the envoys from the two countries came together.

After entering the capital, they did not directly enter the imperial palace, but instead rested separately in two separate palaces outside the palace.

The envoys who came this time are very important to all countries.

Safety becomes even more important.

For the defense of the two other palaces, Jiang Xing is also in charge of one, and Su Cheng is the other.

As for Jing Mo, Zhao Ziqi, Yang Xing and others, there are other more important matters.

"Tuoba Rui, who came here this time, is a real Northern Hun. I heard that his biological mother is from our Great Zhou, so he not only has the bravery of the Northern Hun, but also has some care."

"There is also General He Lan, who became famous at a young age and has world-class martial arts. I heard that his martial strength is comparable to that of Jiang Xingye."

Jing Xu looked at the latest information obtained by Jing Mo and Zhao Ziqi, and analyzed it.

Jing Xu nodded while listening: "This seemingly peaceful exchange is actually to find out the truth."

"The two countries will never let go of any clues about Da Zhou, so no matter whether it is a competition or other, Da Zhou cannot lose." Jing Xu analyzed.

"En." Both Jing Mo and Zhao Ziqi nodded.

On the other hand, Yang Xing didn't speak, but continued to look at Daqin's information.

"Da Shang is a fierce tribe in the north. Although he is powerful, there is also a brave and scheming alien like Tuoba Rui, but I heard that Tuoba Rui's other brothers do not accept him at all. Seats are tough."

"I'm not worried about Da Shang, but about Da Qin."

"Emperor Qin wiped out the vassal system with iron and blood, regained the lost land, issued a unified currency and writing throughout the country, and even built a defensive wall called the 'Great Wall', forming an insurmountable barrier between the three countries. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and it can be attacked or retreated."

Yang Xing pointed to the dotted line of the Great Wall that didn't exist on the map.

Jing Xu frowned slightly. She had heard about Da Qin a long time ago, but she didn't associate it with Qin Shihuang in their world at all.

After all, many parts of this world have nothing to do with reality.

But when she heard the words Great Wall today, she couldn't help frowning.

"Li Si is resourceful and resourceful. His son Fusu benevolently governs the world, and he is very popular in the Great Qin. If the son Fusu is really allowed to inherit the great unification, I am afraid that even if our two countries join hands, it will be difficult to stop the great Qin from unifying the three kingdoms."

When Yang Xing named his son Fusu and Li Si.

The hairs all over Jing Xu's body stood up.

She lost her composure and snatched the information and information from Yang Xing's hands.

His fingers crossed the words of Young Master Fusu, and Li Si, the exact same words.

Her heart missed three beats.

If it was the Daqin she knew, then the chances of winning...

Jing Xu sat back in his seat, unable to regain his composure for a long time.

So, Xuan Shuo blocked her like that in the beginning because he knew she couldn't win at all?

If she couldn't win at all, then why did he end up on her side again.

Jing Xu was greatly impacted, and this was no longer something he knew he couldn't do.

This is taking everyone to die.

Jing Xu sat back in his seat as if shaken, and was speechless for a long time.

Both Jing Mo and Yang Xing saw that something was wrong with Jing Xu, they looked at each other, and the other shook his head.

Jing Mo asked, "Xuxu, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with Daqin?"

Jing Xu came back to his senses, and took a deep breath: "First, let's do this..."

"You guys go back first." Today's discussion is coming to an end, and it's getting late.

Jing Xu needs to calm down,

She wanted to see Xuan Shuo.

She wanted to see Xuan Shuo immediately.




(End of this chapter)