Fish swimming around the world

"We don't bring anything like this!"

Mr. Jiang is going crazy.

"As promised, if you don't want to be an official and don't care about politics, you can't push your limits and change orders every day."

The empress said helplessly: "No way, you are the only King of the Qin Dynasty, and the others cannot."

Mr. Jiang immediately said: "Stop it, can't you do it with Marshal Meng? Can't you do it with Marshal Gao? At the very least, Xu Fu can do it. Why do you want me to go?"

The empress rolled her eyes at him and said: "Commander Meng has abdicated. What do the military think if you ask him to suddenly supervise the country? As for Gao Qi, apart from knowing how to fight, he can't do anything. You leave the affairs of the court to a dull gourd." ? And Xu Fu, you don’t trust him yourself.”

Jiang Fan's face turned into a bitter melon: "Then there's no need for me to go..."

"Others can't convince the crowd. In today's Great Qin, there is no one else but you. Besides..."

She sneered a little: "You just said that we are husband and wife. You don't care about your daughter-in-law's affairs and leave it to Feng Chen to take care of?"

Mr. Jiang collapsed as soon as he said these words: "That's nonsense! Is it his turn, that bastard?"

The empress nodded with satisfaction: "That's right. Besides, if you don't have some experience in the temple, you can't fight with Feng Chen..."

Jiang Fan looked stunned, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

But his face was still awkward. He looked at the empress for a long time and said, "...Okay, I will take over temporarily. But you have to come back as soon as possible. After all, I am a layman."

The empress waved her hand grandly: "Let go and do whatever you want. I will clean up the mess for you."

Jiang Fan helplessly hummed. Thinking about his living conditions in the future, he felt that his future was bleak and his life was dull.

The empress looked at his funny look and said, "Okay, don't act like you're desperate for life. The court is not as boring as you think. Just do it in your own way. Be happy, my little husband... "

Jiang Fan responded feebly, and when he thought about himself sitting on the throne in confusion, with a group of large and small crows squawking below, and various memorials piled up like a mountain, he became more and more worried.

The empress was about to say something when she suddenly looked up at Kunlun: "...it's going to disappear."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses. He looked up and saw that Kunlun was emitting a dazzling light, but it was very dazzling. In this light, Kunlun gradually disappeared. Among the mountains in front, the magnificent The huge mountain just disappeared out of thin air.

"magic……"

The empress sighed slightly.

Jiang Fan sighed softly: "This is Kunlun."

The empress looked at the disappearing mountain peaks: "Try not to reveal your identity as a Kunlun person."

Jiang Fan nodded: "It's not necessary, and there are risks..."

The empress turned to look at him, as if she didn't quite understand what risk he was talking about, but Jiang Fan obviously had no intention of continuing. He said: "Kunlun can't give you any help, so be careful yourself."

Jiang Fan said: "It's time for you to leave?"

The empress said: "Many people are probably still waiting for my reaction. It's time to leave. Besides, there are still many things to do. With you in court, I can take the opportunity to deal with it."

Jiang Fan smiled bitterly: "You are good at throwing the blame."

The empress said: "If you want to be an emperor's husband, there is always a price. If you don't want Fengchen to ascend to the throne, you have to show off yourself."

Jiang Fan curled his lips, it was already a conclusion anyway and he didn't bother to argue with her.

"Be careful yourself, do you want me to..."

The empress smiled lightly: "I have many tricks."

Jiang Fan suddenly came back to his senses. How could the empress reach the top at such an age, not to mention her intelligence and martial arts skills? How could she have so few means? I was worrying too much.

The empress threw her mace to him: "Go back and bring it to Meng Yi. It's no longer needed."

After saying that, he picked up the Broken Yuan Cone on the ground and weighed it in his hands: "Well, it's okay, let's take it."

Jiang Fan looked at Po Yuan Zui, there was something strange in his eyes, his lips moved, but he didn't say what he wanted to say.

The empress finally warned: "Be careful Taihua, they seem to be attacking you more and more frequently. I can't take care of the Seven Killing Sword this time, so don't relax."

Jiang Fan nodded: "I can deal with this old boy myself, you take care of yourself."

After that, he walked up to her and gave her a hug.

The empress was stunned for a moment, and then raised her arms to hug him back.

Jiang Fan grabbed her shoulder and said, "Come back as soon as possible."

"Um……"

The empress looked at him and smiled slightly. The next moment, she pushed away his palm, turned around and flew away.

Jiang Fan looked at that direction for a while, then sighed, turned back to Xiaobai, and checked its wings. Fortunately, it was only a penetrating wound, and with the Kunlun magic medicine, it no longer hindered its flight.

"Xiao Bai, thank you for your hard work. Let's go home... When we go back, I have to be Xiao Bai, the court Xiao Bai..."

——

Not long after he left, a figure came from the distance.

Taihua, the Seven Killing Sword.

He looked around intently, looked in the direction where Kunlun was disappearing, and murmured to himself.

"Who are you? What exactly is Xiantian Yiqi? Why...are you here..."

He stood there with gloomy eyes and seemed to have no answer for a long time. He took a deep look at the direction where Kunlun disappeared and jumped away.

The direction is towards Da Qin.

——

Taihua, Demon Sword Peak.

On the top of the collapsed mountain, a figure sat cross-legged. His body was covered with many dead branches and leaves, and his whole body seemed like a lifeless, decaying wood sculpture.

Ling Yun stood aside and stared for a long time.

"Senior brother, you shouldn't sink like this..."

The man didn't respond at all, as if he were a dead thing.

"It's just a defeat in the first battle. I have done the same. Senior brother, you should cheer up. This thousand-year-old beauty cannot tolerate this insult. You must avenge this deep hatred!"

The man still sat motionless.

"Senior brother, you are known as the Demon Sword Immortal, and your mind is like a demon. How could you lose your fighting spirit so easily and sink yourself? You also have Xuan Kun Twenty-Three. "

However, the man still seemed unheard of.

"Senior brother, the seventh elder has gone down the mountain. He will surely pick off the head of the thief and cut off the arms of the thief. Just wait."

The man looked like a real dead tree and still didn't respond at all.

Ling Yun was silent for a long time, then raised his head and looked into the distance, a hint of solemnity appearing on his ice-like face.

"Shuzi...!"

With an angry groan, Ling Yun flew away.

Not long after she left, an old man with long eyebrows and long flowing sleeves slowly climbed to the top of the mountain.

He looked at the man sitting there for a long time with a complicated expression.

"...Why must it be like this? Junior brother, this paranoid state of mind may be difficult to control..."

The moon rose to the middle of the sky, and a wisp of dark clouds passed over the bright moon.

Changmei sighed slowly: "The demon's heart enters the Tao, the Tao's heart enters the demon, what is the so-called..."

Not long after Changmei left, a young man approached him in a suspicious manner. He held his cheek and circled around the man several times, his eyes chattering.

"There is really no sign of life. Are you really in despair?"

He seemed to be confused, squatting opposite the man with his chin in his hands, looking left and right, as if he couldn't figure it out.

"The devil's heart enters the Tao, the Tao's heart becomes the devil... The Holy Lord has been muttering these words a few days ago, could it be... Uncle Master, you are really worried, this thing is untouchable, tsk tsk..."