Fast travel, death collection system

No one in this world wants to die. Being alive is the survival instinct of all human beings. They can do anything for this instinct. During the month of Cang Moliu's observation, the emperor of the time country has become more and more sympathetic to him. mind.

It's just that An Ningpo is indeed a single-minded person, with heavy soldiers in his hands, who endured such suppression without changing his face, and didn't say anything while being rounded and flattened.

But things were not that easy. As time went by, not only did the above one not let him go, but he became more aggressive. Even though the monarch has changed a lot in the past three years, he is still the monarch and still sits at the highest position superior.

Recently, the monarch has been obsessed with refining longevity pills. Taoist Zuo Yun, who offered the prescription three years ago, has now become a figure of less than one person and more than ten thousand. Thank you, Taoist Zuo Yun said that he has the prospect of longevity pills. In order to purchase medicinal materials and strange things, a lot of the treasury has fallen on it.

Cang Liuliu took a sip of the bitter and sweet hot tea, and sighed comfortably: "I heard that the emperor wants to build the Dengxian Palace? Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, if it is really built, it will be an existence that future generations will also look up to." Woolen cloth."

There was a slight smile on his face, and a frightening and fascinated color settled in his eyes.

Pei Huan still straightened his back and stood not far away. His whole body seemed to be tense and vigilant all the time. His ears clearly received the general's words, but he knew that the general didn't need anyone's answer.

The ministers tried to persuade them to build Dengxian Palace, but they were beaten and killed by the increasingly moody monarch, and the court was shrouded in a strong sense of worry and uneasiness. Monarchs, those obsessed with longevity In the end it's all...

It's only because the monarch was too ill at the beginning, and Taoist Zuoyun came too timely with the prescription of Hanshi San, which made the monarch fall into it, but now he is so deeply trapped that he can't listen to anyone's words.

The officials who dared to stand up are not here now, and the ones who replaced him were the "destined people" calculated by Taoist Zuo Yun.

Cang Moliu glanced at the list of recently replaced officials. Although none of them were familiar names, he knew very well that these people would all play a big role in the future.

In three years, there are not many real officials in the court today. Because of alchemy, a large amount of treasury has flowed into Cang Moliu's hands. If An Ningpo is still like three years ago, Cang Moliu It must be decided later, but An Ningpo didn't know how much his brothers wanted him to reach the highest position.

Thinking of raising troops even if it is hidden from the general, the eagerness is like magma suppressed under the thin wings, and the rolling airflow only needs a leak to erupt crazily.

An Ningpo rejected the pleadings of these brothers. He is loyal and loyal. He is willing to go through fire and water for the superior, and he does not want to hear any rebellious words. If those are not his brothers, it is not easy to understand Things, they can only be vented by beheading them with a single knife.

The psychology of that group of people is all suffocating. Now that the monarch is deserted and obsessed with longevity, they have strengthened their beliefs and are determined to use Cang Moliu to achieve the goal of pushing General Bupo to the throne.

When the people from Cangmian faction came to them, those people were scratching their heads and thinking about overthrowing the royal family of the time, and the general couldn't refuse even if he wanted to.But they also understand now that three years have passed, and most of the military power has been lost to the monarch and someone.

That's why he had to 'cooperate' when Cang Mianliu approached him.

Cang Moliu traced these names with his fingertips and laughed. After all, these people still need to be waved to break through obstacles and move forward. After a long time on the battlefield, they can only be knives, and they cannot become people who hold knives.

And An Ningpo didn't want to be the one with the knife to overthrow the monarch he single-handedly defended.His heart is upright and resolute, and he will not change it after making a decision.

Cang Moliu naturally knew what these people were thinking. He would not mix two eggs of different colors together. He didn't reveal anything about Kongguo, and he perfectly created a "I understand you and me" egg. To help you' character image, try to transform yourself into an image of a wise man who admires peace, angers him, and speaks out for him.

In three years, although it is impossible to recruit these people under his command because everyone needs what they need, but in the hearts of the people, these three years are enough for Cang Moliu to form a friendly relationship with them.

Cang Mianliu memorized all the names of people one by one. It would be a joke if he killed his own people by mistake. Of course, his own people did not include these.

Cang Moliu looked at these confidential letters, and suddenly remembered a certain mansion that was almost flattened by the iceman matchmaker recently. He licked the corner of his mouth and recalled the time when he ate someone in the military camp. .

When Cang Moliu was planning his next plan to eat this person, a voice interrupted Cang Moliu's sinister and shameless thoughts.

"You are really here." The man who walked in looked at Cang Moliu with a dark face, "I've been here every time, it's really hard to find it."

"I'm here specially waiting for you to come looking for me." Cang Moliu had a teasing smile on his lips, and then turned to look at Yixie. After three years, this person has become much calmer.

Yixie snorted, apparently because he was used to this man's mouth always twitching. He came over and sat down opposite Cangmailiu with his robe legs up: "Have you heard? The one who seems to be marrying Princess Huairou to Anning Po Well, it’s a blessing not to break the general.”

While speaking enviously, he propped up his handsome side face, his disdainful expression was not even concealed.

Cang Liuliu casually threw the paper on the table into the brazier, and the jumping flames immediately ignited these secret letters, turning them into black powder in the white porcelain basin.

Cang Moliu squinted his eyes and smiled, his brows looked gentle but meaningful.

Hearing what Yixie said, he also said: "He is willing to use a princess to tie up An Ningpo, which is a good plan, but he thinks that the three years of suppression, An Ningpo really doesn't care about it. ? It's too good to think that people will continue to work for him by just giving some benefits. Even if An Ningpo is willing, his subordinates may not be willing."

Yixie understood his smile, and he looked at Cang Liu who was lowering his eyelids and raising his brows with a somewhat moved expression, looking quite expectant.

Cang Moliu leaned back, resting one hand casually on the armrest of the wooden chair: "It's not urgent yet."

He looked at the flames in the porcelain basin that had licked a lot of confidential letters, and said, "You go back first, as long as senior brother fixes his side, I won't have any problems here."

Since the second prince secretly bribed the officials of the state but was bitten back, he ignored the dissuasion of the survivors, and instead insisted on going his own way and died in the besieged soldiers.

The second prince was the last prince of the royal family before Kong Kingdom was in peril. Kong Kingdom was ruined, and Shiguo dispatched heavy troops, but the disaster was not wiped out. A thorn in his heart was unavoidable. His death made the monarch face a big shame , showing a rare smile.

His death simply opened the door for Cang Moliu. No one would think of his identity, and no one would think that the remnants of the Kong Kingdom could do anything else.

Because those remnants have no banner to raise.

This kind of cognition makes it quite easy for Cang Moliu to get close to An Ningpo's group of generals who have no brains but only muscles.

Cang Moliu picked up the teacup and twirled it between his fingers. What he wanted to do most now was to eat someone again.

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The weather in June is already hot, the air is mixed with the smell of summer wind, and flowers will bloom wherever they blow, but this June has broken the hearts of women who have not left the court in the capital. There is no other reason. Just because this month the strongest man in the country is going to marry Princess Huairou.

There are nine layers of skirts stacked on Cang Moliu's chest, and the dark blue robe is covered with silver-black water patterns, rolled up on the hem like waves, and delicate crochet patterns are embroidered on the shoulders, some places are as sharp as silver spears and cavalry, some are as sharp as silver spears and cavalry The place is soothing and smooth like a shooting star on the moon, with a bit of mystery that others can't understand.

The three-inch three-inch dark wide band is pressed against his thin waist, which hooks his body to the fullest, and the clothes are full of drape. The clothes are quite solemn, with wide sleeves and narrow waist. He is slender and tall but not bloated. Standing there is full of momentum.

He leisurely leaned on the tree outside the General's Mansion with his arms folded, surrounded by onlookers, the joy of playing the suona could travel a mile away, and the laughter kept coming and going, as if he wanted to see the bride in the red chariot. It's good to have a flower.

An Ningpo was wearing a red dress, with a wedding flower made of red silk hanging on his chest. At this time, he was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, and he was aiming at the wedding sedan chair with his bow in a vigorous posture.

His posture immediately caused a burst of exclamation from the female relatives, all the delicate faces were flushed, and their eyes were shining as they watched An Ning break his arms and bow, wishing that he was the one sitting in the sedan chair at the moment.

An Ning couldn't see any expression on his face, he still had a cold face, and loosened the three fingers holding the arrow, and the arrow shot in front of the sedan chair, and the feathers at the end of the arrow trembled.

Cang Moliu found it interesting to see An Ningpo's face getting darker and darker. He smiled and watched An Ningpo lead the bride into the mansion. Outside, there are congratulatory words of laughter and congratulations everywhere.

He glanced at it, straightened his body and straightened his wide sleeves, and walked slowly with a gentle smile and elegant posture, step by step quite leisurely, there was already a voice of worship coming from inside, and Cang Liu's smile became even more For mildness.

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I'm really not good at chapter titles or anything (Wang Tian)