MTL - Slag Shou Cultivating Manual-Chapter 127 He Zhengzheng

No matter how many worlds I ’ve been to, no matter how novel they are, and how many people and memories they carry, their feelings still do n’t touch the world that really belongs to them.

When he left this world, he lost a touch of emotion, and returned to this world again, and that touch of emotion returned to him. At this time, he felt like a nirvana and rejuvenated.

At the moment when he committed suicide, he never expected that he would have a chance to be born again. After exchanging his emotions, he never thought that he would have a day to own it again.

Heron actually didn't want this emotion, because he knew that the word love was more painful to him. He was afraid, escaping, and rejecting, but Guatu told him that there are only seven emotions, six desires, and three souls and seven souls. Can be called people.

Reborn with a complete soul, everything is a new beginning. He is not the three princes, nor Helang, but a casual and unrestrained person. He can watch the sunset and sit on the clouds. When he is upset, he will interact with the blue lantern ancient Buddha. Accompanied, when you are upset, you swim around, sing in all directions, and feel free.

It's so chic and quiet, but it's also lonely.

When leaning on a tree and drinking, Heron often imagined his future life through drunkenness. He didn't dare to be lucky to know a good person, and he didn't dare to touch his feelings. He just wondered if there would be some chance and chance. Find some confidant companions in the second half of life?

He bent his lips and smiled bitterly, perhaps most probably in the mountains.

The days were in a state of calm, and the storm started again.

He walked around, and there were a lot of anecdotes heard in his ears. He drank at the restaurant that day, and he listened quietly to the drinkers, but he did not expect to hear his name from them.

"Is there news from the three princes Heron in recent months? The Holy One has not given up on him?"

"If there is any news, not even Qianqianlou, who specializes in collecting news in the rivers and lakes, can find him a little bit. He should tell me that the Holy Spirit should be stopped. Focusing on politics is the most important thing. It's been ten years. It's already ... "

The speaker immediately snored and did not dare to comment further.

"The Holy Lord has been concentrating on political affairs. He is already wise and savvy. Otherwise, how could we be defeated by our neighbor so powerful?"

"Sacred Lord was really cruel and fierce when he first succeeded, but in the next few years, he gradually began to show compassion to the people. It was a good emperor ... It was just anxious.

Several people shattered their mouths and said something. Heron listened, but was lost, and quickly found a mask to cover his face. When his head was hot, he rushed forward and asked: "Several brothers arrived at the beginning of the next year. Beijing ... I just heard you talking about the three princes? Is n’t he already dead? "

"Shh, little brother, you need to be careful." The man looked tense and lowered his voice. "Looking at you as a young age, it's no wonder you don't know the old things of ten years ago."

Heron clenched his fist slightly and continued to question, but fortunately the man was willing to talk to him.

"In the beginning, the three princes were indeed dead. I heard that the emperor had been neglected to find short-sighted people. Some people said that they were forced to die for the throne. It seems that the coffin was opened to see the three princes, guess what? That was an empty coffin! Since then, the Holy Sees have traced the three princes everywhere. Now so many years have passed, and three What about the portrait of the prince? Anyone who has the news has a lot of rewards! It also gives the officials and the land! But no one has this blessing ... "

The man shook his head with a sigh of regret, but Heron was in a stunned body, and after hearing his words, he began to sweat in his forehead, and was taken aback by a series of surprises.

It's been a long time since he left, and he never expected that things would go this way. He thought he could finally be a leisure crane, but was he surrounded by danger at this time?

Heron said Xie was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the man just before.

When he saw Heron enter the restaurant, eat and drink, and covered his face, he couldn't help but ask, "Why is this little brother covering up? Why not stay with some of us for a bowl of wine and talk?"

"Thank you, we just hugged our bodies. We got together again." Heron shook his head and insisted on leaving. The people behind him were even more weird. He stopped him before he stepped out of the restaurant, depending on his appearance.

This made the drinkers notice the existence of Heron, and they turned their attention to him, making them appear in real life.

Not far from the restaurant, there were people inside the knock gate. When they saw the situation, they immediately came over to check the situation. They also became suspicious and took the lead to order Helang to be taken down immediately.

Heron was startled, rushing out of the crowd, the people behind him reacted, and immediately followed a series.

"Quick! Quick! The people in front are very suspicious! Maybe it is the three princes!" The leader was also a wild guess. After all, the search for the three princes in the Holy was surprised for ten years, but nothing was found. At this time, there was a little clue. I won't give up if I die.

The speed of this group of strong men is not ordinary. It was only after the training of the first few worlds that Heron was able to improve his original weak physique. He had hidden capital. He fled all the way, and the cover on his face fell accordingly. That face was quickly recognized by the people in the government behind them, and their chase was noticeable, causing an uproar in the street at once.

When Heron flashed, she walked into an alley, and hid in the nearest abandoned house. She crouched against the wall, panting, her legs softened.

He only wandered in a sparsely populated place in the first half of the month, and no one recognized him, and he didn't know that it would be so dangerous in the capital.

Listening to the fragmentary footsteps leaving, Heron was relieved and stood up and wiped her sweat.

It was just that this breath was not finished, and then there was a gurgling sound behind him.

A deep, husky voice penetrated the air, suppressing the trembling in his throat, "Brother, let me find you."

Heron was stiff, a heart sank momentarily, and her feet settled like lead.

This voice scared him. The mess was unprecedented and flooded Heron's brain. His nerves moved throughout the body. Even though he no longer had any nostalgia for this person, his heartbeat still came to him by surprise. And accelerate.

Heron began to hate the feeling of returning to him. Even though he had been calm and calm for many years, the abnormality of his heart reminded him of what was happening all the time. He took a deep breath and brought out all the emotions on his face. calm.

Obviously, He Zheng is already the master of the world, why should he still bear a man who should have died 10 years ago? Or did he really want to kill everything like that?

How many lives can he give him?

There was a bitter taste in his throat, Heron couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, and turned his head frankly, glancing at He Zheng a little, then he didn't want to give him another look, staring down at his feet, preferring to see the broken house. Muddy did not want to look at the glorious and luxurious holy presence in front of him.

He Zheng didn't fail to notice the indifference of the people in front of him. He tried hard to ignore the gap brought about by the fiery reunion and the alienation from reality, only when he was shy and still happily stepped forward.

"I knew that Brother Huang would not die, and would not be willing to leave this world and leave me."

He Zheng was completely immersed in his own world, and a long-lost satisfaction appeared on his majestic face. It seemed that the person in front of him would still be indifferent to him as he was.

Heron watched him quietly and laughed secretly. This man would not know that he was really dead at first, and he really left the world with his heart. He only looked at this man, and he finally moved away. Gaze.

The two met each other at the age of eight. Although Helang was humble, he still regarded himself as his eldest brother. He cared for Hezheng to be eighteen years old. The greenest decade was because of him, and the most bumpy ten years later was because of him.

At this time Herron was already 28 years old and was about to stand. In the next ten years, he would not dare to entangle with this person.

"You recognize the wrong person." Heron frowned, her eyes cold, as if she were really strange to this person.

His attitude suddenly changed He Zheng's face, and he immediately seized his wrist seriously, "Brother, don't make any noise, go back as soon as possible."

He shook his hand away hard, Heron hid his hands tightly in his sleeves, and was always reluctant to look straight at him. "The emperor is now done. I am a grassroots and there is no threat to you. Why not let me go and save you You come to this dirty people. "

The imperial brother in the impression treated him kindly and always, and always used all his patience. Where did He Zheng never expect that he would say such indifferent words, he froze for a few seconds, his lips opened and closed, "Brother Huang, you misunderstand ... ten I regretted it a million years ago ... "

He Zheng took a step closer, and wanted to shake Heron's hand, but he did not hesitate to avoid it. His heart stabbed. The original rising tide plummeted. His face was pale and his voice was lightened. He seemed to be afraid of disturbing He Lang said helplessly: "The emperor's brother must not be afraid of me ... he promised that things would not happen then. Since the emperor's brothers have sky signs, they are still alive in the world. That is my blessing. Please come back with me. Take a good rest in the palace. "

The more Herron listened, the more impatient he became, the colder he refused: "I'm afraid I can't enjoy this blessing."

He Zheng gritted his teeth, and after struggling for a moment, he was determined to take him away.

With a wave of his hand, several servants with knives emerged behind him.

"Send the three princes back to the palace."

............

Heron re-entered into the wall of this deep palace. He thought he would feel heavy like a yoke, and at the end he really found everything, but he realized that it was just the same.

He Zheng had already killed him once. What else could he do this time?

After he returned to the palace, the palace suddenly became lively. First, He Zheng sealed his lord, but did not give him the land of the mansion, but forced him to stay in the Changhuan Hall where the queen was eligible to live. He also set up a banquet in the palace, called Long Yan Dayue, and wanted to celebrate with the ministers.

Herron, who has not experienced such a luxurious atmosphere for a long time, can't help but be dazzled by the congratulations that come before him. Even before, he was a prince who stayed in the cold courtyard all day and complained about himself. Please flatter.

He Zhenggao sat on the main seat, and kept watching the vice-ranked Heron's complexion. Seeing that he had no waves and couldn't get along with the crowd, his heart seemed to be cast with stones like ripples, and he asked tentatively, "Don't Brother Huang like to be lively before?"

before? Heron shook the glass without raising his head. "People can change."

He Zheng was silent, staring at the wine glass in his hand, and he took it away with his heart, and immediately grabbed, "Brother, drinking hurts you."

"What's this? I have drunk poisonous wine, not to mention such sake?" Heron didn't care much, curled her lips, drank from the table, and drank from the table, leaving her with a slight puppet.

He Zheng stared at his back with a rigid look, the sleeves of the dragon robes were wrinkled, and the words of the emperor's coldness made him instantly cold, and he tried his best to forget the nightmare again. He He would rather hate him and blame him than let him treat him with such indifference and look at his eyes and words, as if they really had nothing to do with them.

The singing and dancing in his ears seemed to be very noisy at the moment. He Zheng left the minister and waved his sleeves. At the gate of the Changhuan Hall, he stood stubbornly. He Lang was reluctant to come out to see him. Intended.

The night was as cold as the water, the night wind was piercing, and the **** next to him stepped forward to persuade He to take care of the dragon body, but he turned a deaf ear.

He doesn't see it in his eyes yet, he just wants to know that the person who could frown for him because he was wearing one less coat, can really get rid of him so cruelly?

An hour passed, He Zheng's body and mind were cool, but he still didn't wait for Heron to open his mouth. The people at the gate of the palace couldn't bear it, and he knelt down in a row, crying in front of the hall with a rain of pear blossoms. come out.

The closed temple door hesitantly opened a crack, "If something happens, you're preventing me from resting."

If the people were pardoned, He Zheng's dim eyes seemed to be illuminated by a night light, and when he was promised, he pushed the door and drove straight in.

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