Summon the defense tower at the beginning

Chapter 109
After the words fell, there was a silence in the field, only listening to the wind approaching dusk, it was a bit noisy.

Cai Wenji consciously slipped her mouth, and subconsciously cut off the green leaf in her hand, not daring to see how Chen Jue would react.

On the contrary, it was Chen Jue who stared at her back in dumbfounded, the astonishment in his heart was no less than Cai Wenji imagined.

"How can I have Confucianism and Taoism on my body now?!"

Maybe Cai Wenji didn't know about his past, but how could Chen Jue not know what was going on with her body?
As a product of genetic technology in the new era, the Prisoner Dragon Armor contains even more power than many innate spirit treasures in the world of Xianxia.

In the face of that powerful oppressive force at the genetic level, let alone Confucianism or Taoism, even if he walked a few more steps, he would be so tired that he would slump on the ground.

"You seem surprised."

Cai Wenji took a look at Chen Jue, seeing through his hidden emotions as a matter of course.

This girl is not only extremely intelligent, but also has a very keen eye for seeing people.

Chen Jue also knew that he couldn't hide his little thoughts, so he asked directly.

"Why is Miss Cai so sure that there must be Confucianism and Taoism in my body?"

"why?"

It seems that because of his serious questioning, Cai Wenji just took it as he wanted to quibble, and explained lightly.

"Master Chen, do you know what a Confucian scholar is?"

"student?"

"Wrong, Confucianism is the view, reads a lot of books, knows the world, is based on righteousness, and based on knowledge. In your eyes, I see..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Jue interrupted quickly.

"Miss Cai is joking, right? Don't say that I see a bloody, righteous look in my eyes."

Being interrupted so rudely by him, Cai Wenji frowned, showing a rare look of displeasure.

"Young master Chen is so afraid that I will expose you?"

"What can I fear from you? Could it be that you see that I have the so-called Confucianism and Taoism inner fire, and can you just dig it out?"

Chen Jue smiled casually while talking, but Cai Wenji looked at him coldly before laughing for a while.

Although it was silent, the meaning beyond the words was very clear.

He smiled awkwardly, seeing the corners of his mouth twitching, he really couldn't laugh anymore, turned around suddenly, and ran away.

His sudden movement made Cai Wenji frown, and with a wave of her hand, an invisible force hit Chen Jue on the back, knocking him to the ground and not getting up for a long time.

The wind in the small garden was the same as before, sometimes rushing and sometimes slowing down.

Cai Wenji looked as if she were an immortal in her skirt, and her cold and pretty face was covered with a layer of superiority and coldness and alienation from beginning to end, without the slightest intention of checking.

……

"Big brother!"

"do not come!"

Thousands of miles away, outside the Mobei Great Wall, the yellow sand in the sky was like a tornado, and the wind was blowing away rocks. Neither war horses nor camels could withstand it at all.

In the violent sandstorm, an out-of-control black-maned war horse staggered and escaped with a man. The man's body was blood-stained, but his bloodshot eyes kept looking at the yellow sand storm all over the sky. look back.

Not long after one person and one horse left, the seemingly violent sandstorm disappeared without a sound.

The dust fell to the ground, covering up the mottled blood, and even the corpses disappeared, except that occasionally a half arm could be seen buried in the sand.

At the center of this ever-changing sandstorm, a figure walked slowly. There was no armor on his body, just a gray and black single clothes. His face was thin and handsome, and he didn't look strong.

After walking two steps, there was a crooked arm in front of him.

The yellow sand covered the cut on the arm, making it look like a clay figurine, but the clear palm prints on the big rough hand were so real.

The gray-clothed man stepped on it as if he hadn't seen it, still muttering.

"360 two... 360 three... a total of 360 three meritorious deeds."

After counting his merits silently in his mind, the man in gray raised his head and seemed to be looking into the distance, but in fact, a light blue virtual light curtain appeared in front of him.

On this light curtain, the gray-clothed man can see his merit points and the items that can be exchanged. There is an inconspicuous small square at the end of the light curtain.

There are three small characters "Famous Generals" written on that square.

The man in gray clothes said silently in his mind, "Look up the records of famous generals."

The light curtain in front of me opened accordingly, and a series of familiar names were recorded in it, but all of them were in a gray unselectable state, and it was impossible to consult relevant information at all.

For such a situation, the man in gray seemed to have expected it long ago, but he still focused on the two words at the top of the list of famous generals.

"Wushuang-Lu Bu."

Just a brief glance at the name, his bland eyes were ignited with fierce fighting intent, and he clenched his fists and continued to move towards the vast Saibei.

If Chen Jue saw this man in gray at this moment, he would definitely realize that he was not a native of the Three Kingdoms, but a capable person of the new era.

With the beginning of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the advancement of the plot line of this world naturally drives all forces to rush in.

Whether it is the ability users of the new era or the princes of the original world, they are interpreting the meaning of this world to them in different ways.

The distant Longzhong countryside is full of green mountains, green waters, and gentle breeze.

A thatched cottage on the mountainside is hidden in the green mountains, leisurely outside the world.

It's just that the mountains and rivers are indisputable in troubled times, but it's difficult for people's hearts to be certain.

In the small welcoming hall of the thatched cottage, it is spacious and boundless, and it can be seen clearly at a glance.

The two of them were sitting opposite each other in front of a small pear wood table playing chess. There were no tables, chairs, or any furniture in the thatched cottage, making it seem a bit empty.

The wind blows in from the opposite corner of the room and blows out from the door, the whirring sound is rare and lively.

One of them is dressed in white and has a high crown, which is quite like a fairy, while the person sitting opposite is dressed in black, with a thin face and a sense of maturity.

Although the two of them were playing chess opposite each other, there was only one solitary sunspot in the middle of the chessboard on the desk.

It was obvious that the chess pieces at the beginning of the game hadn't been set yet, but the two of them were concentrating on their thoughts, as if the game in front of them had reached the final critical moment.

Thinking like this for a long time, with the sound of wind blowing outside the door, the thin man in black looked away, but before he could speak, he saw the man in white sitting opposite him move his neck and said nonchalantly.

"Brother, do you invite first?"

The thin man in black raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and smiled politely.

"I haven't heard you call me senior brother for so many years. You are being polite when you invite me to die today."

"Senior brother, these words are serious. I am going to Peixian County, but I am showing respect to senior brother with this great gift. How can I say that I am inviting senior brother to die?"

The man in white, who looked as if he were an immortal, said something casually to himself. His words were said lightly, but the thin man in black shook his head helplessly.

"Now the fate of the Han Dynasty is not over, let me go to the emperor's feet now, what is it if I don't let me die?"

"Then why don't we change? You stay here in Longzhong, and I go to the bustling Luoyang City?"

"That's not necessary."

Although he knew that his junior was joking, the thin man in black quickly refused.

"You are talented, and the master often said that you can get [-]% of his knowledge. Before you went down the mountain, you had an appointment with me, and you agreed to let me take three and a half steps. How can you go back on your word now?"

Seeing his senior brother flustered, the white-clothed man gave a chic smile, but there was some disdain on his face.

Even though this time the game is both a schemer and a life-threatening one, he is still as proud as ever.

On the contrary, it was the man in black sitting opposite who seemed to be cramped to make excuses, and a trace of coldness inadvertently flashed in his eyes.

In the city of Luoyang that the two discussed, there is no so-called flashy scene of singing and dancing.

On the resplendent and magnificent hall, red lacquer carved beams are often seen with five-clawed golden dragons entrenched on them, with dragon eyes spirited and awe-inspiring.

Hundreds of civil and military officials stood on the left and right, and sitting on the gilded dragon chair was the successor of the 300-year-old Han Dynasty - Ling Emperor Liu Hong.

According to the rumors, Emperor Ling was in a daze, he didn't hear the sufferings of the people, set up many palaces, and indulged in pleasure/joy, he was a complete fool.

But today in this great hall, he is dressed in a suit and armor, wearing a golden scale dragon armor, majestic and imposing.

It's a pity that although he had a formidable aura, he lost his prestige when he opened his mouth.

"You go down first."

The words were dejected and powerless, no matter how majestic the golden armor was, it could not calm people's hearts.

The civil and military officials in the palace seemed to have long been accustomed to the Ling Emperor's tone, and they respectfully retreated, leaving only the two old men standing in front of the palace.

These two old men were previously divided into civil and military ranks, and each is now the leader in civil and military affairs.

Among them, the person who brought his armor to the palace was the general/jun Dou Wu.

The other white-bearded old man in a python robe is Grand Tutor Chen Fan
Emperor Ling raised his head faintly, glanced at the two of them, and asked coldly.

"Why don't you two lovers retreat?"

"His Majesty……"

In the main hall, Chen Fan glanced at Dou Wu beside him out of the corner of his eye, saw that he lowered his head and did not intend to speak, so he opened his mouth.

"The minister has something to say."

"Why didn't you mention it earlier?"

"This matter is no small matter, sir..."

While hesitating, before Chen Fan could tell the reason, he heard a few footsteps coming from the small door on one side of the hall.

"Mr. Chen, why can't you talk about it in public? Why do you have to drag your majesty with you after this morning court?"

"Zhang Rang!"

Upon hearing that gloomy voice, Chen Fan was so excited that he called him by his name, with anger that could not be concealed in his words.

In the small door, a tall and thin man in gray and black single clothes walked slowly.

As the man walked into the hall, Chen Fan and Dou Wu in the hall couldn't help turning their heads to look at him.

Although they were already old acquaintances, every time they saw Zhang Rang, the two old ministers still couldn't help the anger in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)