Chapter 33: Exile Bashu!
final……
Chu Yuan did not write about Zhao Kuang in his log.
On the one hand, this log has been published and cannot be revised again. On the other hand, this is a record of his practice. Just know the details and details.
Soon, Chu Yuan threw this matter away, and then started chatting in a group and started to go crazy...
[Chu Yuan: @Junfang Sanren, Senior, I have learned new skills according to the sutras given by my senior, but now I have encountered new problems. I feel that I have been perfect in a certain realm and can't go further. Is this a bottleneck? I hope my senior will guide me. I am grateful. If I have what I need in the future, I will do my best!]
Chu Yuan insisted on using the shameless principle. Since he met a senior, he would certainly have to work hard.
Anyway, if you say it beautifully, you will be swaying a little lower, and you won’t lose two pieces of meat.
It's the strategy!
Well, it would be great if this Junfang Sanren was replaced by a certain fairy. If it was replaced by a certain fairy, he would not only be able to learn the practice method, but also...
Tsk, I miss peaches...
I'm thinking about peaches...
Fairy?
He didn't know if there were any fairies in this group.
Many people are diving, with only a few active people, and they don’t have the name of a normal fairy.
Alas, what a pity.
Chu Yuan sighed. If he could attack a fairy, he would probably save five hundred years of hard practice. Maybe he would soar into the sky, become an immortal, a golden immortal, and a Daluo!
As the saying goes, a woman holds gold bricks in her senior year; a woman gets thirty years old and gives her country; a woman gets elixir at her senior year; a woman gets thirty years old and gives her elixir; a woman gets thirty years old and gives her elixir; a woman gets thirty years old and gives her thirty years old and gives her thirty years old and gives her thirty years old and gives her thirty years old
Ahem, outrageous...
Chu Yuan hurriedly threw away these mixed ideas and immediately began to pay attention to the news in the group.
As expected, at this time, there was still no one in the group, and even the scattered people in the Junfang ignored him...
well……
Chu Yuan sighed in his heart. To be honest, it is normal to ignore himself.
First of all, those strong people don’t look down on themselves as an ant at all, so it is normal not to reply to the message.
So far, only two big shots have responded to his news...
One was the first sword god, who said to him [No help, wait for death!]
Then, he never replied to the news again, and then it was the Junfang Sanren.
So, if he doesn't look for Junfang Sanren, would he go to @ the first sword god?
He was afraid that the first sword god would say another sentence, [No help, wait for death], tsk, no doubt, this first sword god is very arrogant and doesn't look down on an ant like him at all...
So, he still has to find Junfang Sanren.
Kejun's room is a scattered person...
No reply to the message...
If you want to fetch the sheep, you have to catch the sheep...
Chu Yuan was helpless. After all, he was a powerful man. Who would grab the jade pendant to play with it if he had something to do? Do you really think this thing is a mobile phone?
A normal immortal, once he is in seclusion or distracted, it will last for decades or hundreds of years...
Maybe, when this Junfang Sanren is practicing or distracted, when the next time he returns the news, it will probably be decades or hundreds of years later...
He can only pray now, praying that the Junfang Sanren has not been entrusted with anything in recent hundreds of years, and has come to Shuiqun and other things from time to time.
It's a pity, but unfortunately, there are no monks in this group of monks who are in the same realm as him. If there are monks of the same realm, he can still talk to those monks. Now...
One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, was silent.
I can't integrate into this circle at all, just like an outsider.
To be honest, this is very uncomfortable.
Wait...
I can only wait!
...
At this moment, in the Xianyang city of the Great Qin Dynasty, the Qin Palace.
It was not because Xu Fu, a scattered man in the Junfang, pretended to be airs and did not reply to the news, because he... was in the morning court at this time.
This morning court, there is nothing to say, it’s just a bullshit thing...
Well, in Xu Fu's opinion, this is naturally a bullshit thing, after all, this is Ying Zheng's family matter.
This matter is big or small…
At this time, in the court, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a thin body stood silently.
On the throne of the high platform, Ying Zheng looked cold in his face and cold in his eyes, looking at the middle-aged man in the court...
This drama, this drama is called the King of Qin seizing power!
The people in the court are naturally the legendary rare Lu Buwei.
Tsk, Lu Buwei's affairs are revealed. Now, Ying Zheng is deposed as the prime minister of "Zhongfu".
Originally, he was decisive in killing, but looking at Lu Buwei like that, in the end, Ying Zheng sighed and planned to exile Lu Buwei to Bashu...
Hum? Exiled to Bashu?
Xu Fu was stunned and suddenly thought of something, and the golden light flashed slightly in his eyes.
The place in Bashu is now in the limelight. The King of Qin actually planned to exile Lu Buwei to Bashu?
Could it be that the King of Qin does not have a jade pendant? Not one of the group members?
Xu Fu looked at Ying Zheng in shock and doubt, but he only dared to use his light to see. Now Ying Zheng is becoming more and more domineering and more authoritative, with a strong sense of a generation of heroes.
As a alchemist, he is just a transparent person. Listening more, watching more, and speaking less is his principle!
"Buzz!" However, at this moment, the jade pendant shook slightly in his arms, and someone sent a message.
Xu Furan was silent. Naturally, he could not take out the jade pendant to watch now, and he had to wait for the matter in the court to end.
"Exile to Bashu? Haha..."
In the court, Lu Buwei smiled and said, "The land of Bashu, birds do not shit, and there are dangerous passes. If you don't pay attention, you may die on the road. Even if you finally live to Shu County, you may become a human being, a ghost or ghost...
The land of Bashu is extremely dangerous and cannot be gone, cannot be gone...
"Hahahahaha..."
At this moment, Lu Buwei smiled, laughing miserably, and in the end, he ended up like this...
So what if you are unwilling to give up? In this life, tsk, a strange thing can be lived in and can be remembered forever, and is also somewhat like Ying Zheng's mother Zhao Ji... After being the fake father of the King of Qin, he was even more accused of being the prime minister in Qin. What else is there to be dissatisfied in this life?
So, he didn't plan to go to Bashu...
It's better to die in this Qin Palace...
Suddenly, Lu Buwei smiled and looked at Ying Zheng. He took care of his somewhat messy hair and bowed to Ying Zheng. His voice full of energy spread across the Qin Palace: "Please, King Qin, stab to death!"
Lu Buwei knew that his relationship with Ying Zheng was irreversible, so now, he was just begging for death.
Ying Zheng looked at Lu Buwei coldly, waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Drag it down! Exile to Bashu!"
Ying Zheng is not just exiled to Lu Buwei!
There are more places in the territory of Daqin, so why do they specifically exil to Bashu?
Chapter completed!