At this moment, there was no sound that could affect King Qin Guang's hearing.
No doubts can obscure his answer.
He walked out of the lower city of Youguo, grabbed food from the tiger's mouth, danced with death, and traveled all over the rivers and mountains. He didn't ask for magic, he wanted an answer, he wanted an answer!
The voice in the mist fell silent for a moment, then laughed: "Yin Guan, I really remember your name this time! You are so brave!"
King Qin Guang said: "You don't need to praise me, you just need to answer me."
"If you had asked me this question earlier, I really don't have an answer. As for now... Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you." The voice in the mist rose softly, with an inexplicable joy: "That giant turtle is kept there for...
Cultivate Ba Xia - the sixth son of the Dragon Emperor, the Monument-bearing Ba Xia! And it is only part of a great blueprint. I can't tell you more specific details. What I can tell you is that it involves,
It’s Jinghai’s plan formulated by Lu Qiu Wenyue, the prime minister of Jingguo!”
The number one female prime minister in all countries, Luqiu Wenyue, who is known as "literary thoughts are like the moon shining through the ages"!
Can the tragedy of Youguo and Yin Guan be traced all the way back to this person? What is the difference between this and tracing back to the entire Jingguo?
King Qin Guang did not speak.
The voice in the mist continued: "In order to completely quell the sea troubles, to permanently determine the sea territory, for the great destiny of the human race, and for the well-being of the people of the world... The Jingguo court raised the giant turtle there, and then sent Ji Yanyue to specify it.
Only after executing this matter did we intervene and adjust the so-called Kingdom of God's Blessing.
"Is this answer too cruel for you? What caused the tragedy in your life is a great sentiment. What prevents you from seeking justice is another kind of justice, a greater justice. You must not say, Ji
Yanyue is doing it for himself. You can never say that the sacrifices made in the process of cultivating Baxia are meaningless."
Is this answer cruel?
It's cruel to some people.
Those who have naive illusions about the world, those who always have expectations for people's hearts, those who can't let go of compassion and have an inexplicable sense of responsibility for the world... people like Jiang Wang!
I'm not.
Who do you think I am?
King Qin Guang understood the joy in the mist, and he smiled calmly: "The answer is the answer, it is very pure, without any meaning, and of course it cannot be said to be cruel or not."
The voice in the fog said: "It seems that you are not going to give up on this matter. Even if you know its original intention of justice and understand its great significance."
King Qin Guang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, which made him feel a little more contemptuous in addition to his calmness: "What does other people's justice have to do with me? How can I care about justice? How can I, Yin Guan, live in such a tangled state?
?
"I only care about my pain, I only care about my grievances, I only care about what I have lost.
"No one's greatness can kidnap me.
If you give me peaches, I may not repay you with Qiong Yao. But if you give me pain, I will definitely give you cruelty in return."
How could I live in pain like Jiang Wang?
I will only bring pain to others.
No one gave me a way out at the beginning, and I didn’t intend to leave a way out for others. So we called it ‘No Gate to Hell’.
The voice in the mist smiled: "You are really an immoral person."
"Germany is nothing but the shackles of mediocrity, and Tao is nothing but decadent education." King Qin Guang faced the fog and faced the wind: "It doesn't matter what others say, it's what I am willing to do that matters."
The voice in the mist said: "The reason why you think that is a corrupt education is because you have not seen the true path... Have you considered becoming a teacher?"
"I think so too, but it's a pity that this day comes too late." King Qin Guang smiled calmly: "I have been walking on my own road for a long time, and I can't look back. Besides, you don't need one.
Yin Guan, and the pain I have experienced, I really need a King Qin Guang. It is better for us to maintain a pure employment relationship."
The voice in the fog seemed interested: "Keep?"
"Of course." King Qin Guang said: "I don't care who you are, what you want to do, or what you have done. As long as the price is right, you can come to us next time."
"It's interesting." The voice in the mist praised, but it didn't bother him. With their size, they really don't need a Yin Guan. Although they have some love for talents, they don't necessarily have the energy to educate them.
Then he asked: "Is it my turn to ask questions now?"
King Qin Guang smiled and said: "I will answer truthfully."
"Okay." The voice in the mist pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Is You Que really dead?"
King Qin Guang's handsome eyebrows were raised slightly, as if he had carefully considered his words before he said: "I can only say that we did kill him. But if you insist on asking if he is really dead, I can't give you an answer. Because my
Professional judgment has been questioned or even denied in your question. You are such a powerful and self-centered being. I cannot convince you and I will not try to do so. But if you have conclusive evidence that he is still alive, we can go again
Kill him once, or refund all the rewards for this mission."
"Very well-behaved." The voice in the fog said: "What kind of cultivation was he when you killed him?"
King Qin Guang said: "It should be God's presence, but it's not at its peak. He really planned to hit the cave, but I didn't let him continue."
The voice in the mist continued to ask: "Your King Bian Cheng slaughtered the whole family of You family. What happened?"
"We didn't know about this until later." King Qin Guang spread his hands: "The fact is that we only killed You Que and left. I don't know whose handiwork it was for the You family to be full. We killed for
To make money, we won’t kill unnecessary people.”
"Is that so?" A faint voice sounded in the mist.
Then the sound dissipated with the mist, and was lost in the roar of the long river.
If you talk here, you don’t have to worry about being heard by Changhe Dragon Palace. Because above the Nine Towns, there is a restricted area for the water tribe!
King Qin Guang continued to walk on this wide stone bridge, stepped on the huge stone carvings, and let the river wind ruffle his long hair. He had also seen the danger ahead. It might be his restricted area, but his path was still open.
Not finished yet.
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In the long journey of life, everyone walks in a different way.
The Wuguan King was walking on the streets of Anyi City, walking carelessly and looking a little frail, with a sickly and thin face - this face was definitely not from Wei, he could guarantee that.
Because this is the face of the second city king.
The second city king died in one of the organization's missions, and he, a loyal and responsible warrior king, bravely collected the bodies of his colleagues and preserved the remains intact to this day, so that he will be remembered for a long time.
Of course, maybe this colleague was not completely dead at that time?
unimportant.
The important thing is that his sense of responsibility can be fully reflected.
The important thing is that King Qin Guang found nothing.
The current City King is already his third term, and he has been replaced by an old man with very low vitality, which is not very to his taste. Of course, if the opportunity is right, he, the veteran of the organization, does not mind collecting it.
By the way, before joining the organization, which country was the second City King from?
The Rogue King frowned and thought for a moment.
It's broken, so I don't remember much.
He quickly lowered his head and turned into the alley.
There were hurried pedestrians passing by, and he wanted to change his face on the spot. But thinking about King Bian Cheng coming to meet him soon, and the other party's strange rules... he had to give up in frustration.
King Bian Cheng...
How he longed for the body of King Bian Cheng.
That kind of vigorous vitality almost exploded out of his body. He could completely feel the great possibilities contained in that body. He firmly believed that what he saw was not the limit. When could he play with it in detail?
Maybe this trip to Anyi City is an opportunity?
He shook his head, and while shaking his head down, he also got rid of this terrible thought.
King Qin Guang’s green eyes were shining in front of his eyes like lanterns!
He could not escape the gaze of King Qin Guang, and he did not know the limits of King Bian Cheng, so he could only cherish regrets for the time being.
The Wanguan King caught the shaken head with one hand and replaced it with another one - probably something he bought in Shen State on the way to Duanhun Gorge to gather.
It may be necessary to number and engrave it in the future, otherwise it will be too disorderly. He thought.
With the newly replaced head, the face looked less distinctive. But the work that needed to be done was done. He pulled off an ordinary mask and walked out of this dead end.
When he arrived at the restaurant he had booked before, he sat in the corner and waited for the person to arrive.
The special secret message "Hell has no gate" has already been left on the road, so the other party should not be able to find the way.
An hour later.
It should...not be the case, right?
Two hours later.
He began to wonder if the body was not coordinated and he had made a mistake in his secret sign. Or maybe the secret sign he left behind was accidentally destroyed by someone... This was a mistake that might have led to him being brutally beaten by King Bian Cheng.
But I felt that I would not have such an oversight or misfortune, so I decided to wait.
In this way, the Wan Guan Wang waited until the restaurant closed.
The waiter came over with a smile on his face: "Sir, the shop is about to close. Look..."
The king of robbers glared at him, but in the end he did nothing, got up and left.
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Nine Towns is really a place suitable for secret meetings.
Because they span the long river, they should be within the influence of the Long River Dragon Palace. However, due to the method of the Human Emperor's method of refining the Dragon Emperor's Nine Sons, the Shui Tribe is prohibited from boarding the bridge. Therefore, the Human Tribe and the Water Tribe have no right to govern here.
Pedestrians have always been able to come and go, and everyone is free.
When Pei Xinghe of Jing State and Ming Hui of Qi State fought, they also chose to fight in one of the nine towns. The outcome of that battle is still unknown to the third person.
Just when the mysterious client had a secret meeting with King Qin Guang of the Hellless Gate, under the vast waves, in the extremely luxurious Changhe Dragon Palace, Qingjiang Water Lord Song Qingyue finally waited for the Dragon Lord's summons.
As we all know, since the Middle Ages, the Dragon Clan has become extinct in the world. Looking at the eight wastelands and Liuhe, there is only one true pure-blood Dragon Clan in the world, and that is Ao Shuyi, who was granted the title of the Dragon Lord by the Emperor Lieshan in the Medieval Era.
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Of course, the Sea Clan will never recognize this king's status and derogatorily calls him a "river dog".
But if only based on the purity of his bloodline and the orthodoxy of his dragon body, he is the only true dragon today.
Because the dragon clan who retreated to the sea all set an example, with the Xianhai clan taking the lead, taking the lead in adjusting the essence of life and actively adapting to the environment in the sea.
If each of them showed their true colors, each one would be more ferocious and terrifying than the last, showing all the badness of Canghai and none of the majesty of the dragon clan.
It was only after they established a firm foothold in Canghai that some of the dragon clan began to regain their so-called "dignity."
But as the dead Gao Jie once said: The true dignity of the dragon clan does not lie in the golden scales and red tail, nor in the majesty and nobility, but in when to regain the power of this world!
There has always been a joke - haven't the Dragon Clan always held the worldly power? The Human Emperor personally decrees that he is the Lord of the Yangtze River and controls the water veins of the world!
Changhe Longjun never responded.
Although there have always been such and such voices, such and such disdain. Although today, after the new beginning of the Dao calendar, the Changhe Dragon Palace has almost only symbolic significance and no longer has any substantive power. Even on the Changhe River, it is still the human race.
Hundreds of armies are vying for the current, warships from all over the world are vying with each other, and those with strong and powerful crossbows in the world are making great noises...
But Ao Shuyi always firmly sat on the throne of the Dragon King of the Changhe River. He assisted the Lieshan clan, the emperor of the Middle Ages, to suppress the water veins of the world, regulate the mountains and rivers, and safely passed the end of the Middle Ages, and survived for more than 100,000 years.
The thousand-year-old modern era has continued to this day after the new beginning of the Taoist calendar.
The six hegemonic emperors also had to say "Mr. Ao" in person.
Although the water tribes in the world no longer have to pay homage to the Changhe Dragon Palace, they must not neglect their etiquette whenever the Dragon Palace banquet is held.
However, since the beginning of the Dao calendar, this banquet was once known as the best in the world. Every time it was held, it would be a "Dragon Palace Banquet" with bright stars. It was held less and less, and there was no news about it.
You can't control the grievances suffered by the Shui tribe in the world, so naturally no one from the Shui tribe is willing to come to visit him again. Since the Changhe Dragon Lord only has his name, the genius of the human race is too lazy to raise his eyes.
To many young people, the so-called Long River Dragon Lord, no matter how strong his cultivation is or how long he lives, is just a tool to control the river, no different from the Nine Towns that were forged into stone bridges.
Song Qingyue was born with good looks, tall and tall, and extraordinary handsomeness. He swallowed dragon beads, succeeded to the position of Water Lord, accepted the support of the eight hundred miles of Qingjiang River, and achieved the divine presence last year.
Although it is far less powerful than his father Song Hengjiang, he is also the third god in the entire Zhuang Kingdom to have fighting power after Du Ruhui and Huangfu Duanming.
But this is of no great use. The Qingjiang Water Palace still belongs to Zhuang Ting bit by bit. His authority as the Water Lord is getting less and less. In a few years, I am afraid that he will be no different from the Qinghe County Sheriff, just a
They were just officials sent by Zhuang Ting to govern Qingjiang.
Just like now, Emperor Zhuang ordered him to leave Qingjiang without stopping, come to the Changhe Dragon Palace, and wait humbly for an audience, which lasted for several days.
In the past when Song Hengjiang was there, how could Qingjiang Shuijun be driven like this?
Zhuang Taizu also brought gifts to the Shui Mansion to pay tribute to his brother. Qingjiang Shuijun was often invited to the Zhuang Palace to drink, but he did so without any orders.
Emperor Ren even continued to send greetings during the New Year, and regarded himself as a junior in front of Qingjiang Shuijun.
In the early days of Zhuang Gaoxian's power, he often recalled old friendships and said that "Dazhuang depends on Qingjiang." As soon as Dongzhen proved it, he intended to take over power, but was forcefully pushed back many times. When Song Hengjiang's misfortune happened, Emperor Zhuang met again.
There is only one word "call" for the new Qingjiang Shuijun.
If you move it, it will come; if you wave it, it will go.
When Zhuang State was founded, Zhuang Chengqian took Song Hengjiang's hand and said, "My brother and I will rule the landscape separately."
What's the point?
"Hurry up, Mr. Long doesn't have much time for you." The waiter from the Dragon Palace leading the way spoke in an impatient tone.
Song Qingyue only said warmly: "Okay, I'll try my best to keep up."
Thanks to the book friend "Ting Yu Hua Feng Yi" for becoming the leader of this book, it is the 463rd alliance!
