Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 98
patio.

Long Peng floated down, looked at Hong Antong who was bound by five flowers, his eyes were indifferent, "This old man is already old, but his body is strong, he is like this, he is not dead yet."

"Qinglong Envoy" Xu Xueting cupped his hands, "I don't know how Da Keqing will deal with Hong Antong?"

"However, Hierarch Hong is also the leader of a great sect, so naturally he can't just die like this, otherwise it would be too wasteful."

With a expressionless face, Long Peng approached Hong Antong step by step, stretched out his palm and grabbed his forehead.

"what are you going to do?"

"Presumptuous! Don't come here..."

Hong Antong's eyes were terrified, and he struggled to dodge, but facing the current situation, it was all futile after all.

moment.

"call……"

Long Peng breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were full of radiance, and he looked very energetic and radiant, "The superior spirit is really comfortable..."

And Hong Antong, who passed out, seemed to have aged several decades in an instant, his whole body was several inches shorter, his muscles were sluggish, as if he had shrunk, and he lacked the majesty he had when he first saw him.

Looking at the skinny old man lying on the ground.

The five dragon envoys looked at each other, and they all saw each other's horror and fear. After a few breaths, they all half knelt down.

"I'm waiting to meet you, Da Keqing, and I'm willing to go through fire and water for the divine religion, even if I die!!"

"It's been a busy night, and I think you are all tired. Choose a room to rest. When the leader returns tomorrow, there will be rewards."

"Yes!"

Long Peng nodded slightly, glanced at Su Quan above, and said calmly, "Su Kui is the leader's person. Any enmity you have with her in the past will be canceled from today."

Xu Xueting was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and lowered his head, "This subordinate knows."

"So best."

Long Peng nodded, got up lightly, and went back to the pavilion, only to see Su Quan walking up to greet him respectfully, "Thank you, Mr. Long, Su Kui."

"It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

Long Peng stopped, looked at the bleeding wound on her neck, frowned slightly, "Come here..."

"Yes."

Su Quan was puzzled, but still did as she said, and got closer, but seeing Long Peng raised his hand, and the light green qi blew past like a spring breeze, she suddenly felt numb and numb in the wound, and the wound only lasted for a moment. space has healed.

"All right."

Long Peng withdrew his palm and entered the building. Su Quan was left standing outside the corridor. She was stunned for a while, touched the wound just now, and there was a faint wave in her eyes.

Inside the building.

Long Peng hurried all the way, and the disciples of the God Cult who were approaching the building could only see a vague black shadow flashing by, and when he stopped, he had already appeared in a secret room located underground.

The secret room was cold and quiet, with no lights on, it was extremely dark, like a coffin buried in the soil.

"Come out!"

Long Peng stopped at the stairs, looked around, his eyes were cold, and he held a long knife made of true energy in his palm, "Don't let Long say it a second time!"

"it's me……"

A slightly soft voice sounded.

Long Peng was stunned for a moment, and several bursts of zhenqi popped out from his fingers, and the oil lamps and white candles hanging on the wall in the room were ignited one by one, illuminating all directions.

The candle was burning, dispelling the pervasive coldness in the room, only to see a red-robed man wearing a golden phoenix mask sitting on the couch.

"Master?"

"it's me."

Dongfang Bubai nodded slightly, and said slowly, "Those people outside have all left."

"It's almost time to leave, but there should still be people watching."

"It's okay, it's just a clown, it won't make any waves."

Dongfang Bubai waved his hand, his eyes were calm, "You have made such a contribution this time, do you want to be the deputy leader?"

"Do not want to."

Long Peng didn't hesitate to answer.

"Don't you think about it?"

"No need to think about it, Long Mou just wants to be a guest minister of the God Cult."

Dongfang Bubai raised his head and looked at Long Peng for a while, "If that's the case, then that's all..."

Seeing the undried blood on the ground, Long Pengjian frowned, "Master, you are injured."

Dongfang Bubai narrowed his pupils, was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Indeed, I met some Patriarchs of Anhe before and fought with them."

"Need help healing?"

"No need, I can do it myself."

"Then I won't bother the leader to heal his wounds."

Long Peng cupped his hands, turned and left, but before he left the secret room, he heard the sound of vomiting blood from behind him, he stopped his raised foot, hesitated for a moment, and walked back to the ground.

"Cough cough..."

Dongfang Bubai lay down on the couch, forced himself to sit up, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and said coldly, "Why are you back again?"

"Heal my sister."

Dongfang Bubai was stunned for a moment, the general came back to his senses, Long Peng was already sitting cross-legged in front of her, and began to heal her.

In the blink of an eye, it was seven days later.

"call……"

Dongfang Bubai breathed a sigh of relief, and the moment he opened his eyes, an aura burst out, his ink hair fluttered, his clothes bulged, and all the furnishings in the secret room were shaking.

"This time, the quick recovery is thanks to you. You don't have to return that piece of black wood to me. Keep it for yourself."

Long Peng got up and left the couch, and said with a smile, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

"Master, I ordered people to pack their luggage yesterday, shall we leave tomorrow, or leave now?"

"If I don't return to Heimuya, some people think I'm dead."

With a wave of Dongfang Bubai's sleeve robe, the white candles in the room were extinguished one by one, and she fell into darkness. She picked up the wooden box on the coffee table and walked towards the bright light above her head.

"Let's go."

"it is good."

The two returned to the building.

Dongfang Bubai walked to the corridor and looked up at the starry sky. She took the golden phoenix mask from her waist and put it on her face, "I'll go talk to the city lords of Xueyue City. We will meet in the west of the city at three o'clock tomorrow. If you don't come, you take someone to leave first, I will follow, and...

Here you should keep an eye on it, especially the Wheel-Turning King..."

"I know."

"You just understand."

Dongfang Bubai nodded, and Yihe jumped out of the ring corridor lightly. Under the moonlight, an afterimage flashed by, but he couldn't be seen.

……

On the top of the cliff, the moon is white and the breeze is clear.

A corner chess pavilion.

"Dongfang Hierarch is such a busy person, how come you come to me when you have time?"

"The Lord Baili was joking."

Dongfang Bubai sat down calmly, glanced at the chessboard, a little astonished, "What kind of chess is this playing?"

"Hahaha... let's play, play..."

Baili Dongjun laughed repeatedly, stood up, raised his head to drink, "Tell me, what are you looking for me for?"

"I heard that Baili City Lord is looking for a kind of wine called 'Meng Po Tang'? Do you want to forget the past?"

Baili Dongjun was stunned, "Could it be that you have?"

"I don't have 'Meng Po Soup', but... I have half a pot of 'Drunken Life, Dreams and Death' here, which is my thank you."

"Drunk life, dreaming death...drunk life, dreaming death..."

Baili Dongjun muttered a few words and asked, "What is 'drunk life dreaming death'?"

"This wine is very similar to that 'Meng Po Soup'. After drinking it, you will gradually forget what you did, but..."

Dongfang Bubai drew a long tone, took out the wine jug from his cuff, put it on the chess table, and said calmly, "It may also make the drinker's memory clearer, so that he will never forget it."

There was no smile on Baili Dongjun's face, and the movement of reaching out his hand was stagnant in mid-air, and he did not move for a long time.

Dongfang Bubai ignored it, stood up, and stood with his hands behind his back, "The fourth level of the "Sword of Stopping Water" practiced by Li Hanyi is the sword of the way of heaven. The way of heaven is ruthless and does not allow any kindness. If you can't get rid of it, you can't practice it."

"Do you have a solution?"

"Have."

Dongfang Bubai nodded, with a faint white glow on his fingertips, "When I parted from her last time, I told her that if you cut it with the sword of wisdom, the road can be achieved, but it's a pity... she refused."

"Hui Jian cuts the thread of love? Han Yi has a stubborn temper, I'm afraid he would rather die than cut off the thread of love, let alone cut off that love..."

Baili Dongjun smiled, raised his eyes to look at the moon, "Does Dongfang Hierarch drink alcohol? This is my own brew of romance. One wine has four flavors, and you can taste all the flavors of the world in it."

"No need."

Dongfang Bubai raised his hand to refuse, his eyes were particularly firm.

"Huh..."

Baili Dongjun rolled up his green robe, wiped the mouth of the wine gourd, took the tea bowl, filled it up, shook his head and said with a smile, "Taste it."

Dongfang Bubai hesitated for a while, then nodded, sipping the wine carefully, savoring the taste in his mouth.

"I don't know yet, what does Dongfang Hierarch want to give Changfeng?"

There was a shout in the distance.

But he saw a young man with a beard under his chin, who was not angry and arrogant, rushed towards him.

"Changfeng, you're not staying in the city, why did you come here?"

"Huh..."

Sikong Changfeng was not happy when he heard it, "Baili Dongjun, you are hiding on the mountain every day, and you still don't let me come, you are too useless, aren't you?!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Baili Dongjun coughed again and again, pulled Sikong Changfeng's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Changfeng, save face, save face..."

"Face? Do you still have face? How much can you exchange for your face? It's not me..."

Baili Dongjun didn't care about other things, he quickly covered Sikong Changfeng's mouth with his hands, and dragged him to the side behind the rocks.

a while.

"call……"

Sikong Changfeng tidied up his clothes and came to the chess pavilion, with a smile on his lips, he said solemnly, "I made Dongfang Hierarch laugh."

"The way the two city lords get along is really...really..."

"What is it?"

"It's really... special, it surprised Dongfang."

"I laughed, I laughed..."

Sikong Changfeng sat down calmly, drank the wine gourd he snatched from Baili Dongjun, and said with a smile, "By the way, Dongfang Hierarch hasn't said anything about giving Changfeng yet, so why not talk about it first."

"Han Yi and Dong Jun, Dongfang Hierarch both gave gifts of thanks, you can't treat one more favorably than another..."

"To be honest, Dongfang really doesn't know what City Lord Sikong wants, so... he is not prepared."

"Not ready?"

Sikong Changfeng's eyes widened, and he said repeatedly, "What if you're not prepared, why don't you prepare now? I'm actually not picky..."

The corner of Dongfang Bubai's mouth twitched, he turned his face away, and took a sip of tea, "Then what does City Lord Sikong want?"

"Just that...that kid named Long under your command, you ask him to worship me as a teacher, and hang a sign in our Xueyue City."

Dongfang Bubai frowned slightly, and put down the teacup, "I can't be the master of Long Keqing's matter, please forgive me."

"Then that's fine, the Eastern Hierarch can just take a few million taels of silver, and I don't want more. Is this interesting enough?"

"I still have something to do, so I won't stay any longer."

Dongfang Bubai heard the words, almost choked on the tea, stood up immediately, cupped his hands, and left before Sikong Changfeng could react.

"Huh... finally left..."

Sikong Changfeng took a hard look and saw that she had indeed gone away, so he sat down feeling relieved, "Dongjun, don't hide, everyone has gone away."

"coming."

Baili Dongjun answered, staggered back to the chess pavilion, snatched the wine gourd back from Sikong Changfeng's hand, and took a big sip happily.

"You still drink!?"

Baili Dongjun stood on the top of the mountain, his clothes fluttered in the wind, and he was drunk, "Such a scenery, such a bright moon, should be a bright white."

"Li Hanyi went to Mount Qingcheng."

"Ok?"

Baili Dongjun's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes were clear, and he asked curiously, "Did she go up the mountain this time?"

"Who knows? But I feel that Zhao Yuzhen will be our son-in-law in Xueyue City sooner or later!"

"Hahaha... that's right! That's right!! Come and drink!"

"Damn it, let me ask you, what is Dongfang Bubai looking for you for?"

"Don't you know everything? They came to give a thank you gift?"

Sikong Changfeng was stunned for a moment, with a look of doubt, "Would she be so kind?"

Baili Dongjun patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly and earnestly, "Changfeng, don't be prejudiced against others just because you didn't give you a gift. It's not good. We need to be generous, kind, and... "

"You fart! Get up!"

Sikong Changfeng rolled his eyes, looking at the rising sun in the sky, "If you have nothing to do, I'll leave first."

"My precious daughter is still waiting for me to cook for her. I don't have time to accompany you here to drink crazy."

"Go, go, daughter slave, hurry up, standing here is an eyesore."

Baili Dongjun waved his hands again and again, urging Sikong Changfeng, making him very angry.

"Okay, that's what you said, I won't serve you anymore!"

Sikong flicked his long wind-sleeved robe, and ran down the mountain at an extremely fast speed.

call--

The morning wind is clear and cold, with a little dew sticking to it, making it even colder.

In the chess booth.

Baili Dongjun took out the half jug of "Drunken Life, Dreams and Death" from his cuff, and he watched the jug of wine quietly, his eyes were particularly clear, and he did not regain his drunken state just now, "Yueyao, tell me, I will forget everything, I will remember more clearly..."

"Ugh……"

Baili Dongjun sighed, put the jug of wine on the stone table, looked up at the rising red sun slowly rising above the sea of ​​clouds, then unsealed the wine, poured a bowl full , gulp it down.

"This wine..."

Baili Dongjun smacked his lips, his eyes puzzled, "Why is it so light? I don't feel anything yet. Could it be a fake bar?"

"do not care……"

Baili Dongjun directly picked up the pot of wine, put it to his mouth and gulped for a while, and then saw his body swaying a few times, his eyes opened and closed a few times, lying on the stone table, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Ugh……"

Sikong Changfeng circled around and returned to the pavilion, looking at the drunk and unconscious Baili Dongjun, he shook his head speechlessly.

"One or two of you are refreshing, let me work alone, I really owe you!"

(End of this chapter)