Chapter 1955 No One Can Survive Death

The bad news is that time is running out for action, and the risks of action have risen again.

The good news is... there's still a chance.

"Jingguo has been a country for four thousand years. All roads have been walked by people, and there are people in all positions. The space to go up has been very narrow. Nowadays, some young people with promising prospects are developing in Tianjing City. If there are Choice, who wants to stay in Taiping City?

"This place is said to be a famous and majestic city, but its glory has long been tarnished, and it is not an important border town. It's nice to say that it is indulged in leisure activities and has lax armaments. I came here a day earlier and visited the city lord's house several times. No movement could be heard.

"When You Que left Tianjing City, he had lost the chance to compete and was driven back to his hometown.

"Now he lives alone in the small courtyard in the northeast corner. Well, this is it."

King Qin Guang gesticulated with his finger: "The You family's servants don't come here very often. I didn't throw him into the woodshed or drive him out of the house to die, just for the sake of the minimum dignity of the You family's children. The You family now only treats him as There is no such person."

It has been more than 20 years since You Que's Taoist heart collapsed during the Battle of Defeating the Guards in the year 3898 of the Dao Calendar.

This is quite a long time.

You Jia must have tried all possible and unusable methods, but to no avail.

He gave up on himself, and finally Youjia also gave up on him.

King Wu Guan said stiffly but methodically: "Then this task is very simple. Give King Taishan a chance to atone for his sins. Let him crush You Que to death without making any noise and bring his head to see you. Go first, I will hand over to him here."

Speaking of which, the current King of Taishan is indeed tall, full of blood, and in good health... but it is too obvious that the King of the Risen Officers covets him.

King Qin Guang looked at him dangerously: "Do you think I am recruiting people to buy goods for you?"

The Rogue King shrank back: "I just give advice to the organization...you don't have to agree."

There can be no fools who can survive in the gateless hell. The Rook King coveted the body of King Taishan, but King Taishan was not stupid and would not do anything that would lead to death. The reason why he always gets into trouble is that sometimes he loses control.

King Bian Cheng ignored the undercurrent between them and maintained a cold attitude: "If killing Youque is really such a simple matter, and the customer can just do it casually, why should he spend a lot of money to find us?"

He looked at King Qin Guang: "As you said, there is no door to hell. There is no need to delve into the client's intentions. But before taking action, I must know what dangers I will face."

Even after more than twenty years, it has been proven that You Que is already a waste.

No matter how many reasons there are to discuss the harmlessness of You Que.

But just the fact that someone offered a high price to assassinate You Que is enough to illustrate the danger of You Que.

Either You Que is not simple, or the things involved in You Que are not simple.

A person who has cut off his future is also eliminated from the family inheritance sequence, and there is no power struggle. He has lived in isolation for many years, and there is no competition for interests... So why do people still want to spend a lot of money to pay for his murder?

Please take action, the price is not cheap.

He would rather that You Que had reshaped his Taoist heart and returned to the gods, or that he would still be valued by his family and be well protected. In this way, the risks are still within the known range, and you can easily weigh whether you fight or not.

Now I don’t know what the danger is in the fog, whether it’s a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, so I risk my life to explore it... How many lives can you be so stupid?

"You are right." King Qin Guang thought thoughtfully: "But time is already very tight, and we are in Jingguo. Our actions are very restricted. I am afraid it will be difficult to find out too clearly."

"Why don't you ask King Taishan to go and find out the depth first?" Wang Guan, the official, suddenly came to brainstorm ideas.

King Qin Guang couldn't bear it anymore and slapped him to the ground.

He was like a smashed clay doll, without even a scream. His bones and muscles were separated and collapsed under his black robe, like a puddle of mud.

Not long after, another spirit came. The bones were put back together, the flesh and blood continued to cling, and the black robe was held up again. The Rogue King sat unsteadily and muttered: "I just won't say anything."

Of course, King Bian Cheng did not miss the strength of the two Yamas, but he kept his eyes straight and said in a cold voice: "If I remember correctly, Lou Junlan should be from Yingtian Mansion. Why did she come to Taiping City?"

King Qin Guang had obviously already investigated it, and he spoke succinctly: "She is currently serving in the Jingguo Military Terminal. Her position is 'Bing Cao Joins the Army' and she has the right to patrol the army. The Jingguo Military Terminal is chosen at different times every year. Inspecting the military affairs of various prefectures to prevent them from being ineffective. Lou Junlan happens to be in charge of Fengtian Prefecture and is currently inspecting Taiping City."

King Bian Cheng said calmly: "In other words, it is just a coincidence that she came to Taiping City at this time?"

"That's all we can say at the moment." King Qin Guang said: "We can't find more detailed information."

"I don't believe in coincidence." King Bian Cheng said coldly.

The Rogue King drooped his head, not knowing whether he wanted to nod or shake his head.

King Qin Guang was thoughtful: "What else do you feel?"

King Bian Cheng said bluntly: "You Que gives me a very dangerous feeling."

His future was ruined, he lived in isolation, and was abandoned by his family. It was too easy to remind him of a friend.

"But you haven't met him yet."

"That's why I say it's the feeling."

"I trust your intuition." King Qin Guang nodded: "But the mission has come, and we must win it. To achieve this, reputation is very important."

"Excuse me." King Bian Cheng said unkindly: "Reputation?"

King Qin Guang sat casually, his eyes were playful, but his tone was serious: "As long as the price is right, everyone in the world will die."

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Youjia's old house is also used to seeing wind and rain.

When You Yuheng was here, not to mention the cities in Fengtian Prefecture, there were often dignitaries coming to pay homage to Tianjing City. The ancestral hall of Youjia has accumulated so much incense and ashes of true feelings.

When I went to the middle region of You Qinxu Jianheng, it was also deep in the mountains, and there were often distant relatives.

When you go to the Yellow River to win the championship, there are many uncles and elders who take care of the past.

Speaking of which, You Que's ability to participate in the inevitable war of defence, and to take charge of the army under Yin Xiaoheng's command was also the result of the care of his uncles.

Otherwise, in the great scenery of four thousand years, how many wealthy families and great opportunities would be easily given to you?

It's a pity that You Que failed to grasp it and failed to recover.

For today's travelers, the big houses in Tianjing City are all deserted and sparsely populated, let alone the old houses in Taiping City. No one has come to visit in ten days and a half, and the incense in the ancestral hall is continued by the You family members themselves.

A rare guest came today.

The visitor is Lou Junlan, the most popular genius of the country.

At the Yellow River Tournament, he also competed with Chen Suan for a spot in the outer building field, but later lost to fate... Of course, in that Yellow River Tournament, Jing Guo even abandoned the inner palace and outer building competitions, and their competition was in vain. Had a game.

Lou Junlan was born in the Lou family, which is known as "the first family in Yingtian".

The most famous strong man in this sect now is Lou Yue, the current number one real person in the Central Region.

With the vastness of the Central Territory and the number of strong men, he can be ranked first. In terms of personal force, he can overwhelm powerful beings such as the leader of the Mirror World and the commander of the Eight Armors. The terror of his strength is evident.

Lou Junlan herself is also a divine being, her golden body is indestructible, she has withstood the test in the battlefield of the demon world, and she has a promising future.

In the You family's old house in Taiping City, there was really no one qualified to receive her.

All the elders who could only guard the temple came out and lined up outside the door.

Lou Junlan, who is in her twenties this year, has delicate facial features and a pleasant appearance, but her eyebrows are very proud. Today, he is wearing soft armor, which makes him even more cold and solemn, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

"There is no need to be polite." She just got off the carriage and waved her hand to stop the greeting: "I am patrolling Tianfu's military affairs, and I am here for the public service. I think of the ancestors of the You family, and I have a strong heart in my heart, so I came here to offer a stick of incense. "

The most qualified elder at the scene was You Qinwei, You Qinxu's younger brother.

Compared to his brother, who was once famous for his bravery in the Central Region, he only realized the arrival of the gods in his old age. It is often said that the road is difficult and the truth is hopeless, but he can barely maintain his family reputation by maintaining the ancestral hall and continuing the legacy.

Hearing Lou Junlan's words, You Qinwei nodded: "Thank you for your concern, Miss Lou. Please come here."

Before Lou Junlan stepped up to follow, she glanced at the others indifferently: "Mr. You can lead the way alone, others don't have to follow."

You Qinwei also waved his hand, and everyone dispersed.

When You Qinwei and Lou Junlan were no longer visible, You Shirang, the youngest in the generation of the You family, couldn't help complaining: "What are you proud of? Who asked her to come to the door?"

"You just have fun, I didn't give you a slap. Your eyes are almost fixed on her, and you still want to look good?" An old man next to him said: "Before she participated in the Xingyue Plains War, she was even worse than she is now. Be proud."

You Shirang then sneered.

In the battle of Xingyueyuan, Qi Tianjiao defeated Jing Tianjiao. For every Jingguo genius who participated in the war, it was a stain on their lives.

After all, the people of Jingguo have always been accustomed to winning.

In the You clan's ancestral hall, Lou Junlan carefully placed a stick of incense in front of the memorial tablet of the powerful You clan in the past, and said casually, "Why haven't you seen You Jinglong?"

You Qinwei, who was standing aside, blinked and seemed to think for a while before he remembered who Lou Junlan was asking.

In the past, on the river viewing platform, You Que turned the sky upside down with a palm of his hand, causing Changhe Longjun to exclaim "unparalleled".

Therefore, it is well-known as "Wandering Jinglong".

It has not been heard of for decades!

"There are talented people from generation to generation, but the hidden treasure is unknown." You Qinwei sighed: "In the past, You Jinglong was lost to everyone! I don't care much about it anymore, but Miss Lou still remembers it?"

Lou Junlan said: "Since the journey to the startling dragon, the title of the leader of the inner palace has never returned to the great scenery. Maybe one generation is not as good as the other, I can't help but feel ashamed."

You Qinwei gently combed his white beard and said with a hint of meaning: "Not to mention the future, if Wan Qi Jing Hu is still alive, he may not be as good as Jiang Wang."

Wanqi Jinghu was the genius originally scheduled to compete in the inner palace of the Yellow River Meeting in the Daoist Calendar in 3919, and was designated by Yujing Mountain. However, he had already defeated Xu San, the genius born in Daluoshan, and Pei Hongjiu, the nephew of Pei from Zhengtian Mansion and Pei Xinghe, who had undisputed strength. In the end, he was trapped in the demon world and died an unexpected death.

This triggered an action of thorough investigation and self-correction within the country, and also caused Jingguo to abandon the inner and outer buildings one after another, urgently recalled Taiyu Master Li Yi, and let all the gods, including Chunyu Gui and Zhao Xuanyang of his own country, come to the Tianjiao. , all failed to show their brilliance and were eclipsed.

Lou Junlan did not extend the discussion, and only limited the dimension of the discussion to the inner court champion: "Only in that inner court champion, Wanqi Jinghu does have the strength to challenge Jiang Wang, but he may not have much hope of winning. Qin Zhizhen has such a solid foundation, and his strength on paper is much higher, but he also lost the fight. Although I don't want to admit it, the competition in the inner court in the 3919th year of the Dao calendar was so fierce that it was rare in ancient and modern times, and all the inner court geniuses at that time have now been left far behind by Jiang Wang... At that time, many people could compete with him for victory or defeat, but now I don't know who can be his opponent?"

"The so-called time and luck." You Qinwei said: "With the title of the Yellow River champion, it is like a long rainbow piercing the sun, naturally unmatched in the world. If it was Qin Zhizhen who won on the Guanhetai back then, he might not be able to say "Qin is invincible" in the Shenlin realm like Qin Changsheng now."

Although You Qinwei's own cultivation is not very good, Lou Junlan, as a latecomer, is also confident that he is better than him. But his brother was once the No. 1 real person in the Central Region, and his vision should not be underestimated.

"Mr. You's words made me think deeply." Lou Junlan pondered and said, "The Yellow River's top name is a great trend and the fortune of humanity. Some people rise up with the trend, while others are suppressed by the trend. Those who can't stand the trend are like Zuo Guanglie's star falling in Qinghe County, and You Jinglong's heart breaking in Yewang City?"

"Yewang" is the city where You Que slaughtered in the past, and it was also an important town in the Wei State. It was here that You Que's heart collapsed and he became a useless person from then on.

Seeing that Lou Junlan always talked about You Que, You Qinwei knew that this side was inevitable. Finally, he said, "Since what happened that year, You Que has become more and more lonely and weird. He lives alone in a courtyard and never communicates with others... I'm afraid it's impolite."

Lou Junlan said with a serious face, "I will visit you."

You Qinwei stopped stopping him.

To be honest, no one in the You family could stop Lou Junlan. Being willing to say hello here in a roundabout way was already a courtesy from Lou Junlan.

All the way to the isolated courtyard in this deep and secluded mansion, wild grass could be seen on the gravel road. It had been a long time since anyone had visited. When You Que died here, no one probably knew.

You Qinwei did not hide anything. When he walked to the door of the small courtyard, he picked up the door knocker and knocked on the door gently: "You Que, there are guests to see you! Please clean up."

After a while, a slow voice sounded: "Don't look, I'm not here."

Lou Junlan took a step forward, very gracefully like a descendant of a famous family: "Junior Lou Junlan of Yingtian Prefecture, I am sorry to visit you, please see you, sir."

The voice said impatiently: "No, no, I said no!"

You Qinwei turned his head and looked embarrassed: "Look, this..."

Lou Junlan smiled politely: "In that case, then..."

She slapped the door open with a palm, walked into the inner room, and then said lightly: "Excuse me."

The scenery in the small courtyard was very different from what she had imagined.

It was afternoon, and the setting sun was shining. A man in coarse linen clothes, with long hair tied up only with a wooden hairpin, was hoeing the ground. At this moment, he stopped the hoe and looked back calmly, with a kind of calm loneliness in his eyes.

His facial features were still middle-aged, but there were many white hairs. He must have been handsome when he was young, but like his white hair, he had withered.

Behind him was lush green and various vegetables.

This lonely courtyard was taken care of by him as a vegetable garden.

There were chickens foraging and pacing between the ridges in the field.

There was a dog lying under the eaves over there. Seeing strangers coming, it stood up and raised its tail.

The warm light in the afternoon made it look like an ordinary farmhouse.

Living alone for decades.

It didn't seem so lonely.