Repugnant Gateway

Tan Shanse is satisfied with his state of being in control of the situation all the time, which is why Xuanyuan is dead but he has not been affected at all. No matter whether it is action or mood, he is not affected. On the contrary, Because of this arrangement, it is very likely that he will fight them harder in the future. He is very happy.

"Anzhen is not stupid, but he will always be a step behind me."

Tan Shan took a sip of fine wine: "He checked the case of his whole life while he was in the law of Daxi Ming, how could he not be so careless to find the problem of Xuanyuan? After Xuanyuan awakened and communicated with me, I made a Decided ... Let Xuanyuan show that he felt they could not find these secrets. "

He smiled and said, "Because it's easier to lie."

Yuan Yuan: "Your world is all deception."

Tan Shanse shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Then you don't know me well ... In my world, there are not only deceptions, but also killings. Although I don't want to admit it, I was originally the old fellow of Daozu The dark side, all the bad side is on me, how good do you think I will be? "

Diao Yuan was speechless.

Tan Shanse stood up, walked to the crystal wall, and stretched his hand to wipe it on the crystal wall.

The crystal wall lit up immediately, followed by a picture that shocked Diao Yuan.

It should be a very magnificent city, with wide streets and numerous shops on both sides, endless stream of pedestrians.

From the point of view of clothing, people in this place do not seem to belong to this era. Men have wide robes and big sleeves, women wear gauze skirts, chests and half-breasted temperament, and it seems that their style is quite heroic. what.

At this time someone in the crowd shouted: "Look, look, Qinglian lay!"

This shout caused the crowd to suddenly boil, and everyone rushed towards the front, not knowing how many people squeezed out their shoes, especially the crazy ones, the women, who could still take care of their manners one by one.

Looking at the picture on the crystal wall, Tan Shanse smiled slightly: "Qinglian ... I can't think of his state of mind, it is still his past in that era. I underestimated him ... I always thought he and I were The same people seem to be very different. He still can keep his heart, but he is very clever hidden by himself ... but it does not matter, I am already in his state of mind, he can't struggle. "

Diao Yuan couldn't help but asked curiously: "He ... seems to be very popular?"

"That's nature, the poetry fairy of that era."

In the picture, a young man in a white gown walked up and down with a sword in his waist and a wine gourd in his hand, as if he was about to fall at any time, but he couldn't fall down. Crowds of shouts came from the crowd, most of them screaming women.

"What are you doing here?"

Qinglian narrowed her eyes and looked at the crowd who blocked his way, and reached out and patted the saber on her waist: "Aren't you the ghost of this world? Are you afraid of the saber on my waist?"

Hearing these words, the screaming women screamed louder.

"Hurry up, or I will go to Huangquan drunk and cut your roots."

The crowd gave way, but I did n’t really believe that he could go to Huangquan drunk, but because this person ’s fame was so great that even his majesty now respects him. In order to ask him a poem, His Majesty is willing to use any Treasures are exchanged. In today's world, Qinglian lays can be said to be windy and rainy.

There are rumors in the world that a wealthy man has the privilege of inviting Qinglian to be a guest at his home, preparing wine and food, and would like to invite Qinglian to write a poem for him. In order to leave him a piece of ink, this rich man did not hesitate to force his beautiful concubine to seduce Qinglian.

At this time, an extremely luxurious carriage was galloping from a distance, and the carriage was protected by a team of fine warriors wearing armor and long armour. These people were all imperial palace guards.

"Sir, your majesty invites you into the palace."

An **** carefully supported Qinglian to speak, as if fearing to disturb his insanity.

"Your Majesty let me into the palace, I'll go into the palace?"

Qinglian laughed: "Which one can force me in this world?"

Everyone was shocked. Even if you were crazy, you could not say these words. Your Majesty will never allow him to do this.

As soon as these words were spoken, the onlookers all changed their faces in shock.

"No one in the world can force me, and His Majesty will not force me, because he is the most merciful and generous monarch since ancient times, the only one ever! My admiration for His Majesty is like a surging river ... Your Majesty let me go, I am I want to go if I run away with my shoes. When my majesty does n’t let me go, I will be like an ant on a hot stove every day. I will sit restlessly. If I do n’t see your majesty in a day, my heart will not be calm. "

The **** suddenly smiled and helped Qinglian get on the carriage, but did not see the smug smile at Qinglian's mouth.

The carriage was prepared for Qinglian, of course, no one else would be crowded with him, but when Qinglian entered the carriage and sat down, he slightly turned his head to look out of the window, and suddenly he sat up straight and his face changed. It's hard to look.

"who are you!"

He asked angrily, touching the saber on his waist subconsciously: "Do you believe me the Qinglian Excalibur, one sword will break your dog's head."

He was empty beside him, at least it was empty in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, he saw Xuanyuan, which seemed to be in control of his Xuanyuan.

"It turns out that your life was like this."

Xuanyuan spoke with a smile, some undisguised contempt in his smile.

"Do you think you are agile and everyone will be turned by you? But look at yourself, you are also turned by yourself ..."

"who are you!"

"I am your nightmare."

Xuanyuan said lightly: "I will not appear in your state of mind all the time, until your state of mind is broken, and no one here except you can see me, so to them, you seem to be crazy, You always talk to yourself, and in order to cover up these, you are drinking more and more, making people think you are just drunk ... However, it makes no sense, you will see the emperor in a while, called Li Changxun, right? Li Changxun is an extremely important person in your state of mind, because everything you gave him was given by him, and now I take you back to the most important thing he gave you ... "

Xuanyuan's smile made Qinglian shudder.

"In a while, you will draw a sword above the palace and assassinate the emperor. Of course, it is impossible to kill Li Changxun with your strength, so you will be taken down, and at that moment you will blame Li Changxun for being a faint monk ... Your madness, sway, but absolutely can't bear you to challenge his bottom line ... you will be sent to prison, he may love you, he will not kill you directly ... But you, you will be in the wall of prison Write a poem that scolds him, and then, guess what the ending is? "

Qinglian's hand shaking his sword was extremely trembling, and her lips were pale.

"Afraid? How long can you deceive yourself? You know I'm in your state of mind, you pretend you don't know, pretend that I'm not there, thinking that you can erase me from your state of mind? You can't control anything Yes, what I said will happen soon. "

Qinglian suddenly turned around and shouted: "I don't want to go into the palace, I want to go back!"

Xuanyuan said with a sneer: "It's useless, they will only do it if you are crazy about drinking. Their mission is to take you to the emperor's majesty. Even if you shout, they won't stop the carriage and go to the palace. Even if their mission is completed. "

Xuanyuan looked at the sword in Qinglian's hand: "This sword is not good for you, it can't kill the emperor. Come, I will give you a good one."

There was a flash in his palm, and there appeared a very delicate long sword with two small seal characters ... Xuanyuan.

"I do not want!"

Qinglian shrugged back and tightened her sword. But he found nothing in his hand. He was so scared that he bowed his head quickly. He really had nothing in his hand. He quickly touched himself. Pei Jian clearly hung there for a long time ... the moment he touched the sword, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Sword is my life, my sword will never leave."

He grabbed the saber and looked down. The sword was as clear as the autumn water, and there were two small seal characters on the sword ... Xuanyuan!

Qinglian yelled in horror, lifted her hand to open the curtain of the carriage window, and threw the Xuanyuan sword out of her hand.

He snorted: "You can't control me."

Then he found that the Xuanyuan sword lay quietly on his knee.

"Hahahahaha ..."

Xuanyuan laughed: "I said, you can't control anything, everything that should happen ... You will draw a sword from the emperor's majesty in the palace, scold him that he is a faint king, and then he will be lucky to kill two. An imperial guard, eventually you will be ruthlessly knocked down and imprisoned ... Your Majesty the Emperor who loves you will also excuse you, saying that you are only drunk, but this kind of thing will pierce like a thorn. Into his heart, he will gradually change from loving you to hating you. "

Xuanyuan's smile became more and more evil: "Your state of mind will stop here, you will die, after you die, I will completely replace you, there will be no more green lotus in the world ... and I will go back as Qinglian, you Guess, what will I do? "

Xuanyuan patted Qinglian's shoulder: "Don't be nervous, these things will pass quickly, and it won't take long for you to disappear and there is no pain."

Qinglian's face was so frightened that she suddenly grabbed Xuanyuanjian and thrust it toward Xuanyuan's chest: "Go to death!"

Puff ...

The sword poked into Qinglian's own heart, but there was no blood and nothing.

Xuanyuan sneered and looked at him: "You can't stop anything, wait."