Chen Ce raised his eyebrows gently, with a solemn look in his eyes.
The jade-white palms gently opened, and thousands of streams of light spilled out.
Exquisite, clear, and emerald-like pictures bloom at your fingertips.
At this moment, all the features of the six counties in the south of the Yangtze River appeared in Chen Xiu's eyes.
Countless mottled breaths, the finless porpoise in front of the dragon gate, flicker on the scroll.
Vaguely, Chen Xiu could even feel the cold breath rising into the sky.
Either fierce or cold;
Either as holy as Buddhism, or as cold as Jiuyou!
Chen Ce's eyes narrowed slightly and he spoke slowly: "The Red Cliff God War in the past was famous all over the world. Now that the Red Cliff Altar is about to be opened, in the huge Jiangnan Mansion, I don't know how many guests from all over the world have come."
"The righteous path, the evil path, the demonic path, and even the imperial court and the royal family are all mixed up."
Wang Boyan fiddled with his fingers and said calmly: "Based on the information I have collected, Princess Qinghe is now living in Huainan Bo's Mansion; three young masters from the Li family in Longnan have arrived; Su Nudao, two of the eight heavenly maidens have arrived; The Holy Son of the Wusheng Sect has arrived; a certain son of the Qiu Family of the Qianqiu Heroes Association has already set foot in the south of the Yangtze River..."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, his deep eyes fell on Chen Xiu, and said with deep meaning: "Brother Chen, your murderous intention is a bit heavy!"
An inexplicable coldness shrouded the pavilions.
At this moment, Chen Xiu's face was as cold as frost, and his whole body was shrouded in a terrifying and sinister aura.
"Yes, the enemy is coming. I can't control myself. I hope Brother Wang can forgive me."
A deep voice sounded, and Chen Xiu's violet-like pupils were filled with bright red.
"Qianqiu Heroes Association?"
Xie An's eyes moved slightly, showing a hint of calculation.
A slight sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Brother Chen, it seems that you have a grudge against them. As a friend, I would like to ask, do you need help from the Xie family?"
As he spoke, there was a hint of playfulness on his handsome face: "Of course, if something happens, you will bear full responsibility."
Ji Wuqing's eyes suddenly condensed.
He noticed something.
The help Xie An mentioned was not from himself, but from the Xie family!
This is not meant.
Now, Chen Xiu has the capital to let the top forces in the world take action?
Ji Wuwu took a deep breath, slowly clenched his fists, and murmured to himself: "You have to work harder. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to be surpassed by the juniors of the past, right?"
Chen Xiu grinned, showing a bit of awe: "I promise you."
"Then I will send my disciples to track down the Qianqiu Heroes Association." Just as Wang Boyan was about to wave, a mess of calculations spread out on the table.
"give it to me."
Chen Wu stood up slowly, with a tortoise shell in his hand.
Ancient and long-lasting, there are numbers of yin and yang and the five elements of heaven and earth, as well as black and white dots as mottled as stars.
From a distance, it looks like a book.
"rise!"
Chen Wu spoke softly,
The tortoise shell floated in the air, and wherever it was covered, it seemed as if it had disappeared from the world at this moment.
Even though Chen Wu's aura can be felt, no one can still see his figure, as if he has escaped between heaven and earth.
Chen Ce stood up suddenly, with deep shock in his wide-open pupils: "The supreme treasure of Confucianism, Luo Shu! This is an unparalleled magic weapon! It's actually in your hands?"
This Confucian treasure is considered top-notch in the vast world!
But now, it actually appears in the hands of a Vajra realm warrior.
"If I don't wake it up, Confucianism will have to let it continue to sleep!" Chen Wu spurted a mouthful of blood.
On the calculation chip in hand, there are countless mottled pictures emerging.
Finally, it settled on a small courtyard.
Jiangnan Villa.
Gujie
Qiu Hanye covered her chest, her face looking a little pale.
For some reason, he suddenly felt extremely depressed!
It seems to come from the depths of the soul!
"Sir, here is your letter."
The old man in a messy robe and long sleeves raised his hands.
"Hehehe, it's actually a letter from Young Master Chen."
Qiu Hanye smiled a little complacently: "Invite me to discuss the matter of the Red Cliff Altar! Sure enough, even the Imperial family of the former dynasty and the current Nanchen royal family have to respect our Qianqiu Heroes Association. Three points.”
The old man chuckled: "Among the five gangs in the world, I, Qianqiu Heroes, now regard myself as the number one. Although the Nanchen royal family is the top family in the world, their status is special after all. It is normal for them to want to curry favor with us."
There was a bit of light shining between Qiu Hanye's eyes, and he suddenly said: "Uncle Qiu, tell me. If I can gain the friendship of the Nanchen royal family, in the eyes of my father, can I suppress that brother?"
There was some inexplicable mockery in his voice: "After all, when he was fishing, something went wrong. My father did not hesitate to take action personally, and even used the Black Dragon Zhentian Seal to make his 'fish' Ran."
"The matter of fishing was exposed to the eyes of the Supreme Lord of the Rivers and Lakes who protects the 'fish'. Now, if I can reach cooperation with the Nanchen royal family, under the circumstances..."
The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help but rush out of the courtyard.
In front of the door, there was already a rather exquisite four-carriage waiting.
"Hahaha, Mr. Chen San is quite good at life. He even thought about a carriage." Qiu Hanye's smile became even brighter.
The Nanchen royal family is so kind to me.
That's a treatment that even his eldest brother doesn't get.
The only thing that made him feel uncomfortable.
The guy driving the vehicle has a mighty gun and a majestic weapon.
On his back was actually a heavy, dark knife.
Judging from his knowledge, the quality of this weapon is definitely not low.
It's even possible that it's Baobing!
Qiu Hanye stepped into the carriage, and the old man accompanied him to his seat.
The low sound of wheel transmission sounded.
"Uncle Qiu, tell me how I should deal with Young Master Chen."
Qiu Hanye was just opening his mouth to start, but he caught a glimpse of the seriousness in Qiu Bo's eyes.
He couldn't help but tremble all over.
Only then did he notice.
At this moment, the lonely carriage was driving among the quiet lanes, with only old and tall trees on both sides.
At first glance, it looks like a remote place.
It was extremely quiet.
"Your Excellency, where is this place?" Qiu Bo said coldly, his pale beard fluttering in the wind.
A slightly frivolous voice sounded: "Great place!"
"Master Chen San is waiting for the two of you."
As he spoke, he reined in his horse slightly as a gesture of invitation.
Autumn cold leaves get off gently.
What caught his eye was a handsome figure wearing a big fur coat.
"Mr. Chen San, I dare to ask you, what exactly is this place?"
The old man's eyes were full of vigilance.
He could feel the deathly silence that filled the forest.
Here is actually a mass grave!
He really couldn't understand why a disciple of the dignified Nanchen royal family would choose to meet his young master here.
"Because this is your cemetery!"
A low, cold voice sounded, and violent thunder exploded behind him!
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