Long live the best

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"My lord, what should we do? Jin Yiwei will catch up again soon, shall we go back to Xiliang?"

Gongsun Zan was furious and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

"When I go back to Xiliang, what will Master Wang Min think of me? I promised her that I will succeed!!"

The man in black looked ugly: "But now Guo Ziyun doesn't seem to be dead, but Cao Hui is dead, and you are injured again. With Jin Yiwei's aggressive pursuit, we have nowhere to hide!"

Gongsun Zan was lying in the withered grass, his face was pale and his eyes were venomous.

"Who said there was nowhere to hide?"

Chapter 240: Chaotian Temple Comes!

"Chaotian Temple is a den of thieves, I don't believe that they don't want to climb this big tree like Master Wang Min!"

The man in black's eyes lit up: "Master, you mean, go to Chaotian Temple?"

Gongsun Zan said, "That's right!"

"After I recover from my wounds, and join forces with Chaotian Temple, I will definitely set off a bloody storm in the Guannei rivers and lakes, and make the emperor internally and externally troubled!"

"This time I failed, but I didn't expect the emperor to secretly cultivate such a group of powerful Jinyiwei, who really can't lose to any power in the Jianghu!"

"Humph!"

"go!"

Gongsun Zan stood up with difficulty, touching the wound, grinning in pain.

Reluctantly, he wrote down the envelope, let the pigeon fly away, and reported to Wang Min.

Then he went to Chaotian Temple in embarrassment.

The resentment towards Qin Yun, the imperial court, and Jin Yiwei grew deeper in his heart.

The next morning.

Qin Yun was still tender in Concubine Xiao Shu's arms, feeling the snow-white skin and the fragrance of a woman's body.

Outside, hurried footsteps sounded.

Jin Yiwei, Ah Yue, came in and reported: "Your Majesty, Elder Feng asked the humble official to come and report, saying that someone from Chaotian Temple came."

Chaotian Temple is here! !

Qin Yun was like a spring, and sat up in a jerk.

His eyes were like torches: "Is it the host of Chaotian Temple?"

"No, it's the abbot of the outer temple, Juexiu and the monk." Ah Yue said.

"Hmph!" Qin Yun snorted coldly: "The nose is good enough. I just caught someone overnight, and I came here just smelling it."

"I'll see what you guys want to play!"

"Xiang'er, change my clothes!"

Concubine Xiao Shu hummed lightly, her snow-white body slid out of the quilt, put on the bellyband, and quickly put on clothes for him.

Walk out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Old Feng walked up to meet him quickly, and while walking towards the imperial study, he said: "Your Majesty, Jie Chi was tortured in the prison all night, but he still hasn't confessed."

"My subordinates report that this person is a monk!"

Qin Yun's eyes flickered coldly: "Okay, okay, is Wu so easy to learn? The land outside the square is full of dust, I think this bullshit Chaotian Temple is the black hand of Mixing Nanbu Village!"

Elder Feng bent down and continued: "Your Majesty, there is one more important matter."

"The Jin Yiwei who went out to hunt down Gongsun Zan came back. They wounded Gongsun Zan, but let him escape."

"Followed all the way, and finally lost the trace of Gongsun Zan and his party near Zhongnan Mountain."

Qin Yun's footsteps froze.

Clenching his fists tightly: "Isn't Chaotian Temple in Zhongnan Mountain? Has this Chaotian Temple already connected with Wang Min?"

Elder Feng nodded: "Very likely!"

"Otherwise, with Gongsun Zan's seriously injured body, he wouldn't be able to escape. Most likely he would have hid in the Chaotian Temple."

"And Chaotian Temple is very popular, and many people regard it as a god, which cannot be defiled, so Jin Yiwei dare not go in and search for fear of causing riots."

Qin Yun snorted coldly.

Waving the dragon robe, he said domineeringly: "There is only one god in the world, and that is Zhen!"

"If there are other gods, I will kill them all!"

After finishing speaking, he walked in the front with a big horse and a golden knife, and he looked a little bit evil from his back.

Royal study.

There are few cigarettes and the fire is warm.

"Amitabha, the poor monk sees His Majesty!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

A middle-aged monk with a wide waist and a fat body bowed down, and two young Hesang also saluted behind him.

All three of them were wearing cassocks and hanging Buddhist beads. They were benevolent and kind-eyed. They seemed to be indifferent to fame and wealth.

Qin Yun sat on the dragon chair, looked down, and jokingly said, "Are you Juexiu?"

"Return to Your Majesty, that's right, the poor monk is Juexiu, and I had the honor to see His Majesty once in Chaotian Temple a few years ago." Juexiu said with a smile.

Qin Yun didn't have time to catch up with him and talk about the world.

His eyes were light and he said: "The abbot said just now that I live forever, but if I don't live to be [-] years old, you have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor!"

"At that time, how will the abbot explain?"

Juexiu's face froze, his deep eyes changed color slightly, he felt something bad.

Long live, long live, long live is just a respectful common saying, but Qin Yun's tone and words are undoubtedly nitpicking.

He suddenly smiled and clasped his hands together.