Vol 8 Chapter 183: Fellow

The solitary figure finally disappeared in the sight of the net glass.
The porridge is still hot.
She started to drink porridge.
Although the porridge is cooked, but today she is cured, her appetite is greatly increased, and it is still very sweet to eat.
The silhouette of the grazing red smoke slowly emerged from the forest on the lakeside.
She walked across the opposite side of the net glass and walked a little.
Then I watched the direction of Emperor Yuanwu’s departure and whispered:
He has a sense of killing in his heart, but it is not for you or me.

The net glass thought for a moment and said: "He will not be a singer."
She was looking at the dry ash-like porridge in her bowl and frowned slightly. "Why?"
"Because at least until I go to deal with the Yan people, I won't make me unhappy. He knows that if he kills Duo, he will make me unhappy." Net glass responded faintly: "Duo and his friends, for him. Too weak, not worthy of his shot."
Just as it is determined that the induction of the red smoke will not be wrong, the net glass is also very certain that Yuanwu will not think about killing the solitary.
But in this world, there are not many people who are worthy of Yuanwu’s own killing. Who will he kill?
And this person should not be far from here, otherwise Yuanwu could not reveal a hint of killing when he left, so that the grazing smoke was perceived.
Net glaze is a true genius.
Especially after Changling followed Ding Ning's practice, she had unimaginable progress especially in grasping the hearts of the people.
The Emperor Yuanwu did not only meet her alone.
And people like Yuan Wu are definitely not willing to waste time.
Especially when Ding Ning was the old king's dream, his time became more and more precious.
Ye Xinhe’s hidden residence is on the shore of Taohua Lake, and the other person he wants to see is in a tea garden where Ye Xinhe once liked to go not far from the lake.
Since the change of Changling in that year, Ye Xinhe has not made a name for himself in the world of practitioners. It has only appeared in the Lushan League, and he has died in the world.
However, in the years of faintness, Ye Xinhe's life needs are not extravagant, but they are very delicate. If they are described by the words of Guanzhong Dahao, it is very style.
The ancient white tea "white peony" produced in this tea garden is probably the best of the entire Daqin Dynasty.
This tea garden also belongs to Ye Xinhe's private property, and only supplies tea to Ye Xinhe every year.
Ye Xinhe's drinking is an old tea with a good taste for more than five years.
Ye Xinhe is dead. Some tea farmers in this tea garden still don't know the news. The tea for him is still neatly stored in the warehouse.
When Emperor Yuanwu arrived at this tea garden, he could smell a lot of new tea and smell the mellow smell of many old teas.
But the clearest is the strong Yin and ghost spirits scattered from the tea garden pavilion.
Waiting for him to come in the pavilion is a very important practitioner, a recognized ally of the Daqi dynasty practitioners.
But in the eyes of Emperor Yuanwu, this practitioner was nothing.
Because he is just a shackle from Su Qin.
"The dumb person wants to see Su Qin, not you."
Emperor Yuanwu did not waste time. He stopped at the entrance of the tea garden and said indifferently to the practitioner in the pavilion.
"If you can't walk away from the facts, let me come and see." The practitioners in the pavilion bowed to the Emperor Yuanwu. "I will pass on your meaning to him completely. There will be a mistake."
"No need."
Emperor Yuanwu shook his head and said: "The oligarchy originally asked him to meet here, but he wanted to kill him. Unfortunately, he did not have the courage to see the widow. He was too far away from the net glaze. I can't get on the table, it's not enough."
There is a hint of fear in the gloomy air.
The voice of the practitioner in the pavilion said with a slight trepidation: "As an emperor, he said that he would discuss major issues with Zun, and reciprocity and mutual benefit. How can he say no words and set a killing?"
"It's just to wipe out the things that can't be seen. If it's wiped out, it's clean. If there is anything to say and no faith, do you think that the widows are ruined?" Emperor Yuanwu didn't want to waste time, so when he said this, the clouds above it. It has been opened, and a holy pillar of light has fallen.
The practitioner in the pavilion was originally a powerful master. When Yuan Wu’s voice just sounded, he had already screamed, and dozens of black clouds were shot outside the square.
However, this holy light column only fell to one of the dark clouds.
A loud bang.
The dark clouds scattered, and the figure of the practitioner was revealed in the light column.
The black and sullen figure squirmed fiercely, but even the screaming sound could not escape from the light column.
The flesh and blood of this practitioner was peeled off and shattered into fly ash, followed by the inner bones. The rest of the black clouds, which were originally used to hinder and confuse the perception, disappeared instantly with the death of the Qi Zong.
Such a seven-sector master had no room for rebellion in front of him.
Emperor Yuanwu was too lazy to look at this name again.
In his view, the net glaze is a piece that can be used to a sufficient amount, and Su Qin is an obstacle that can be removed first.
Especially for his current elimination, Su Qin is the kind of stab that is not fatal but very annoying.
It’s just that Su Qin didn’t think so.
From the time he practiced in White Sheep Cave, he thought that everyone’s opinion of him was wrong.
Especially between myself and Zhang Yi.
Not seeing Yuan Wu, but also because of his own choice.
He chose to go to another appointment.
He chose Zheng sleeve between Yuan Wu and Zheng Shou.
This choice is extremely simple in his opinion.
In every step of his strength, he is inseparable from the shadow of Zheng Shou. Most of all, in his view, Zheng Zheng is now in the most declining time, and he hopes to have a strong ally like him.
When Yuan Wu killed his cockroach, he had already entered a small town that had become somewhat depressed because of the ongoing war.
Prior to this, he had confirmed that the news was indeed sent by Zheng sleeve, and his subordinates had already been to this town, and that Zheng sleeves were in this small town.
When he approached the courtyard of the rich, his face was incomprehensibly full of mocking smiles.
He can't wait.
He would like to see the Changling hostess who was drowned by Ding Ning from the clouds. What is the appearance of facing him now, is it as cold as before?
Only when he walked into the courtyard and saw the people waiting for him inside, the smile on his face was suddenly frozen, and the color in his eyes was shocked.
Zhang Yi is waiting for his arrival.
Like in the past in White Sheep Cave, Zhang Yi appeared to be somewhat cautious and uneasy.
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