Ark of the Immortal

Are you going to...are you going to take your bank card?

...

The undead man's footsteps stopped in place. After a few seconds, he accelerated forward to get away from the greyhound.

The greyhound hurried after him.

Hey! Brother, I was wrong, brother! Wait for me!

308.Send off

Two days is neither long nor short.

When the immortals were preparing to leave for Yumen, it happened to be a few days before New Year's Eve.

On this day, an edict was issued in the capital, directly welding the status of the immortal to death, and at the same time, the news of the return of the god general was announced to the world.

In honor of our ancestors, the emperor has issued an edict. It is a festive day and the gods will return. Today, we specially order a hundred guards in golden robes to protect the gods and generals to enter the Jade Gate, holding tiger talismans and bearing the name of the Three Armies.

Liang Xun finished reading the edict in his hand, and then glanced at Yan Di and Chen who were kneeling next to them.

Yan Di wisely stood up with his head lowered, took the edict from Liang Xun, and handed it to the immortal.

Chen, who was next to the undead man, reached out and took it.

Then Liang Xun looked at the immortal, and the immortal looked at Liang Xun.

After a long time, the undead man asked.

Then what?

...

Liang Xun coughed slightly, and Yan Di was about to speak when he heard Chen speak.

God will thank you, Your Majesty. I wish you great peace and prosperity forever.

After all, Chen helped the immortal go through a set of procedures. Liang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, then cast a look of thanks and appreciation to Chen, then adjusted the word order and spoke.

Let's break up, let's break up. The Lord General needs to rest.

As a result, the reporters and civil servants who were leaning around reluctantly left the hotel conference room under the police blockade.

Dozens of Jin Yiwei, wearing fish scale armor and animal masks, stood outside the conference room to maintain order.

No one has ever seen this scene. Only some retired officials had seen so many royal guards when they went to court.

When everyone was almost gone, Liang Xun pulled his collar and sighed.

I'm sorry, Your Majesty wanted to make the battle bigger to suppress the families in the capital who were ready to take action. That's why you were burdened and became the leading actor.

fine.

The immortal man took the edict from Chen's hand. He looked at it twice but still didn't understand it.

The writing is as good as before, even if the immortal can't understand it, he can still feel the beauty of the structure and penmanship.

Wenstein clicked his tongue twice, then tapped Chen's shoulder with his finger, bent down and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Chen, how do you know what to say? Have you practiced it a long time ago?

No, that's how it's done in the TV series I've watched.

Chen was a little confused. She had just realized that the atmosphere was not right, and then she just followed what she had seen and said it directly.

In order to get used to the internal culture of Dayan earlier, I have watched a lot of martial arts dramas and martial arts movies in the past few days. I heard what Mr. Liang Xun said was similar, so I just shouted a few times after him, otherwise this scene would really be impossible to get through. .”

Wenstein gave Chen a thumbs up, nodded, and then straightened up.

Liang Xun was naturally very grateful to Chen. He took two steps forward and spoke to Chen.

If Mr. Chen hadn't reacted quickly, this scene would have been really ugly.

Liang Xun wiped away the non-existent sweat.

I forgot to teach the Lord General how to speak in advance. I thought the Lord General would know.

I have no idea.

The immortal shook his head, no one had told him what to say.

You mean, I can leave?

Of course, the matter that requires help from Lord General is over now. Wherever you go next, we will fully cooperate with you. These Jinyi guards are your guards in Dayan, although you don't need guards.

Liang Xun paused.

However, everyone hopes to stay with the general for a while longer until you decide to leave Dayan.

Great Yan did not force the undead to stay. The immortals were given enough freedom, and they were also given enough respect.

At least so far, everything the undead do and everything Dayan does have been coordinated perfectly.

Liang Xun's attitude has also proved this. The emperor really has no intention of giving orders to the undead.

We'll set off in a while.

The immortal said.

I'll go and see someone off.

...

At the intersection of Shang-Shu Expressway and the teahouse beside Qunshan Road.

Greyhound took a sip from the teacup in his hand, and looked back at where the mountain path came out.

W just said that he had to deal with something. He has been gone for more than ten minutes, why is he still not back?

Even if you have to find a place in the middle of nowhere to go to the toilet instead of going to a dedicated restroom, it's pretty much the same.

Didn't you bring any paper?

Greyhound thought about it and found this was the only possibility. So he took out his communicator and prepared to make a communication to W.

Hey, which old friend are you sending a message to?

A voice appeared behind Greyhound, startling Greyhound.

What the hell?

The gray dog ​​looked back and saw W with his eyes narrowed and a smile on his face. The smile on her face didn't make people think that she was smiling at all, but that she was thinking about something terrible.

You f*cking scared me to death. You can't make any sound when you walk.

Senior's vigilance needs to be practiced again. Whether it's because he's been eating too comfortably or sleeping too soundly these days, I feel like he's not as alert as he was a few days ago.

W sat across from Greyhound, picked up a cup, poured a cup of tea and drank it himself.

The greyhound clicked his tongue.

I can't help it. People everywhere have invited me to dinner these days. Either they want to ask for details about the Hongchen Guest incident, or they come to me to find out about Big Brother. In fact, I don't want to go at all.

W rolled her eyes and she said.

Your next sentence is, but...

But, they gave me quite a lot, hehe. And the food is really high-end, from his grandma. To tempt me with something like this, I really...can't refuse!

Greyhound chuckled, then glanced at W's sleeves.

Seeing Greyhound's eyes, W subconsciously turned his sleeves inside again with his hands.

Greyhound also quickly put away his gaze. He reminded W with his eyes and told her who had lost her vigilance.

Going to deal with someone?

Um.

W nodded, she said.

Those guys who followed me are actually here to escort me. If I don't complete the task, they will kill me here. This is also the precautionary measure of that bastard Tracy. But now that I have completed it If I complete the mission, then there is no need for these guys to follow me anymore.

Tracys won't care either.

Greyhound nodded in agreement.

These ordinary soldiers are just straw to him. As long as you can bring him corresponding value, it doesn't matter how many people you kill. He will also let the Pardoner praise you and give you a corresponding status. It doesn't matter if you kill him, At least no one will care about what you want to do during this period.

W was about to chime in when he saw Greyhound's eyes move from her to behind her.

W also followed Greyhound and looked behind him.

Sure enough, there was never a worthless person or thing in his sight.

You smell.

The undead man came and sat down next to the two of them. He was dressed in casual clothes ordered from Victoria and wore a silver-white mask that covered half of his face.

Just now, I killed someone.

Yes, I took care of those soldiers of Tracys who came with me. When I go back, I can just go to Rhode Island to see the people.

W said without hesitation, and she spoke again.

Do you want me to help you give a message to your disciples? That purple kitten and cat, and that stupid blond dog?

It's Melantha and Ceob.

The undead tried to correct W's title, although it didn't do anything.

Yes, yes, Melanza the purple kitten, and Ceob, the stupid blond dog.

W nodded quickly and said a few perfunctory words.

The immortal thought for a moment, then he spoke.

Just see how they are doing.

that's all?

W looked at the undead man in surprise.

I thought you would let me go back with two touching words. Teacher, I miss you. You should live a good life, have a good rest, and don't tire yourself out, and so on...

The undead man shook his head. He couldn't say these words, and it was really unnecessary.

Although Kiobe and Melanza were both children, the things they had experienced were more complicated than many adults.

There is no need to remind yourself of these superficial truths, they have their own goals.

Even if the Immortal didn't talk about it, Melanza would train desperately, just so that one day she could keep up with the Immortal and fight with him in all directions.

Immortals don't need to care too much about their lives.

No one stays together forever. Flames come and go, and so does life.

One day, they may have to face a world where the undead have disappeared, and the undead have long been prepared.

Okay, that's it.

W sat for a while, feeling like there was nothing left to talk about. So he stood up from the chair, picked up the small bag he had placed on the table, and carried it on his back.

I'm leaving.

Have a nice trip. See you again in Kazdale.

Greyhound nodded. His impression of W was pretty good. At least he was a comrade walking on the same road.

W also squinted his eyes and nodded, bidding farewell to the Greyhound Immortal.

She knew that Greyhound's words were considered polite.

People like them, as soon as they return to Kazdale, will be immediately sent to perform tasks elsewhere.

Greyhound also understands this, so he plans to stay in Dayan for a while, finish his own affairs, and then return to Kazdale to see how things develop.

The two wanted to meet again, but they didn't know if there was a chance.

But there is no need to be so pessimistic.

At least they all know that they are not the only ones walking on the road beneath their feet.

They also remember the beauty of the true king, and they are doing the same things.

W calmly turned around and left the teahouse, boarding the bus to the ferry.