Strange Longevity: Starting from Alchemy for the First Emperor

Chapter 65 We have met.

"Tonight, no one came."

Luo Zhiyu murmured.

Suddenly, he woke up from this moment of confusion.

"What am I talking about?"

"where am I?"

"What should I do?"

Dazed for a moment, Luo Zhiyu looked at the sword in his hand.

"How did I draw the sword?"

After a moment of silence, Luo Zhiyu remembered why he came to see Chu Ci.

"Hey, I've been too busy recently, and I'm starting to lose my memory indirectly."

Luo Zhiyu put away his sword and glanced at the quiet courtyard.

"Even Xiaobai is not here, so he should have gone to Danlou."

With two dark circles under her eyes, Luo Zhiyu yawned, but she didn't leave. Instead, she came to the plane tree, leaned against the tree and fell asleep directly.

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Lieyang City, Suzaku Main Street.

The night is over.

Wen Xin strolled on this street, which was bustling in the daytime, but at this time it was already deserted.

The bleak autumn wind is rustling.

"Senior Sister, I'm about to find him."

"Your emperor, how long will you be looking for?"

Wen Xin glanced at the [-]-meter Tongtian Pagoda standing on the side of Lieyang Palace, and on the top of the tower, there seemed to be a gaze facing it.

Looking back.

Steps, stop slightly.

"Ugh…"

In front of Wenxin, there is a man in official uniform.

Behind the man in official uniform, there are two people standing on the left and right.

The person on the left is of medium build, with white hair and a childlike face, stroking his beard and smiling.

The person on the right is tall and burly, with explosive hair and beard, eyes staring like copper bells, facing the street, carrying a large knife with a copper ring as high as a person on his shoulder.

"The immortal naughty boy Miao Yunhe, Jingtao got angry with Song Jinglei."

"The seven elders of Tieyi Pavilion, the strongest two came here at once, I really think of Xiaodao."

Miao Yunhe with white hair and childlike face smiled.

"Qinxin Daoist is absurd, I just have admiration for Daoist, so I come with you to appreciate the demeanor of Daoist."

Song Jinglei looked at the questioning heart coldly and snorted.

The copper-ringed broadsword he carried on his shoulders lived up to its name: Jinglei.

It is rumored that when Song Jinglei broke through to the ultimate path, he cut off the thunder with a single knife, and the buzzing sound of the knife gas shocked half of the city.

"My servant, Li Wei, the Prime Minister's Governor Shi, has met the Taoist Master Wenxin."

"Disturb the Taoist priest late at night, but still look at Haihan, my family's prime minister is here."

The middle-aged man in official uniform in the middle looked neither humble nor overbearing.

His name is Li Wei, he is the long history of the prime minister's residence, and also the chief manager of Tieyi Pavilion.

"Master?"

"Ah."

Asking heart a sneer.

Da Ying's prime minister is only Li Quan, the head of the Legalist School, the founder of Tieyi Pavilion.

"If Xiaodao doesn't go, how?"

As soon as the words came out, the eyes of Miao Yunhe and Song Jinglei changed instantly.

That posture is to forcibly kidnap someone.

"It's just a joke, you two don't need to be so serious."

Ask heart frivolous mouth.

"Let's go, since Master Xiang wants to see Xiaodao, it's not good to keep Master Xiang waiting for a long time."

"Master, please."

Li Wei clapped his hands, and the luxurious carriage that had been prepared for a long time came slowly.

After Wenxin left in Xiangfu's carriage, several figures hiding in the dark quickly withdrew.

"Immediately inform Lord Wuling that Wenxin has entered the Xiangfu."

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The next day, there was thunder and lightning, and heavy rain.

At the end of autumn, the temperature dropped rapidly, already having the chill of early winter.

Holding a paper umbrella, Chu Ci walked slowly out of the gate of Lieyang Palace. The guards of the palace gate had long been used to Chu Ci, who was dressed in a magician who climbed the fairy tower, and checked the token as usual to let him go.

Xiaobai obediently followed under the umbrella, with the tail of the arrow hidden and wrapped around his waist.

At this moment, Chu Ci's face looked a little pale.

This also illustrates a truth.

Even a martial artist at Chuci's level will be exhausted if he is addicted to games.

What that passage said is very reasonable: Moderate gaming is beneficial, while indulging in gaming is harmful.Arrange time reasonably and enjoy a healthy life.

Think back to last night.

Chu Ci was not surprised by Qingya's choice, nor was he overly emotional.

Everyone has their own life, and everyone has their own choices, just as a tree grows thousands of leaves, and each leaf has its own withering track that turns into dust.

"Xiaobai, go back."

Chu Ci just walked out of the palace gate.

Suddenly, a luxurious carriage driven by two horses came.

When the guards at the gate of the palace saw the carriage, they were all startled, and they all stood up straight, not daring to show any signs of laziness.

Here comes the big shot.

Chu Ci also stopped, and stepped back slightly.

From the carriage, two men in brocade robes got off the carriage one after the other.

Ninth son Hu Lai, doctor Ling Gaoyao.

Lang Zhongling is one of the nine princes of the Great Ying, and he is in charge of the imperial guards. He is the direct commander of these imperial guards. It is no wonder that these imperial guards are so respectful when they see the carriage.

Chu Ci was wearing the silver elder mask of ascending the fairy tower, and Xiao Bai was wearing the robe of Dantong Yin-Yang Warlock.

"Master Gao, I heard that Emperor Father is in a very bad mood after returning from his northern tour. Do you know the reason?"

As soon as Hu Lai got off the carriage, he asked.

Gao Yao didn't seem to want to answer.

Do you still want to ask this kind of question?Pig brains?

During the Northern Tour of the First Emperor, not to mention the defeat of the Black Dragon Army sweeping the world at the hands of Shenji City, the alliance of hundreds of old clans fought back to win, and there was a rebellion by such grassroots as Dameng Township...

Pile after piece, it's no wonder you're in a good mood.

"Before Father's northern tour, the stunning beauty I dedicated to the palace should still be there. Can I mention this directly in front of Father? Let Father feel better."

Hu Lai seems to be doing things insanely, but he is still cautious when it comes to pleasing his father.

"You don't need to mention it, the minister will talk about it."

Gao Yao smiled slightly.

There are some things that come out of your own mouth are far worse than those from other people's mouths.

"Okay, then it's all up to Master Gao."

The two stepped into the palace gate together.

However, just as Gao Yao passed by Chu Ci, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Master Gao, what's the matter?"

Hu Lai turned to look at Gao Yao, and found that Gao Yao's eyes were focused on a magician climbing the fairy tower beside the city gate.

"It's just a sorcerer from the Immortal Tower. Presumably, he made alchemy for my father. If Master Gao likes pills, I will ask my father to give you some."

"After all, you are now Lang Zhongling, one of the nine ministers I have won, and the emperor will not be stingy with these rewards."

Gao Yao didn't speak, just looked sideways at the man wearing the silver mask.

Chu Ci lowered his head slightly. At this moment, the luminous panel in his mind, the column belonging to "Siblings of the Most Greedy" and "Gao Yao" was shining brightly.

As long as Chu Ci suddenly exploded and chopped off the hands and feet of the dead eunuch in front of him, the collection would be considered complete.

With the current distance between each other and Chu Ci's current strength, it is completely possible for the other party to be defenseless.

But after finishing this vote, Chu Ci will most likely have to wander the rivers and lakes.

Gao Yao frowned, turned around, and stared at Chu Ci.

"We, have met."

(End of this chapter)