Above Ping'an City, a man in brocade clothes, with a blue feather fan on his waist, holding a wide giant sword in his hand, sitting on the city wall.

Next to this man was a middle-aged man with a bare head. The middle-aged man looked not old, but his face was wrinkled and his arms tied with straps. He looked like a trainer with a thick foundation.

These two are Zhu Zhiwen, who came to Northern Yan from Xuanling thousands of miles away, and his entourage Zheng Tuo.

Originally, the two of them wanted to find Zhang Yuanyi at Chaohu Academy, but when they went there, Chaohu Academy was empty and all came to the north.

Later, they made a quick decision to come to the North, but even if they came to the North, they were just a coincidence that Zhang Yuan had already left, and the few of them did not meet again after all.

Because I don’t know where Zhang Yuanyi went, and Zhu Zhiwen was mostly curious about this northern border, so he didn’t rush to leave, but chose to stay. He thought that he was waiting for Zhang Yuanyi to come back, but he really couldn’t wait. Killing a few more sea monsters in this northern border is a great feat in life!

Zhu Zhiwen has been living in the world for many years, but he is still a young man. He has seen many people and events over the years. He still has not been tired of seeing the beautiful scenery of the rivers. He only feels that life is short and has not seen enough.

So Lao Zheng often joked with him: "I haven't learned much about the ability of the world, but I have learned the spirit of the world with a clear mind and a bold and energetic spirit!"

At this time, Zhu Zhiwen was also very thick-skinned and didn't mind the other party's praise at all. He even wanted the other party to praise him. No matter what sarcastic he was, he would just listen to it as a good word, listen to what he was willing to listen to, and accept all the praises he had no idea.

He would show an old-fashioned look, beat his chest and stamp his feet, saying, "Some people have encountered many things. On the surface, they have cared for the world and loved the world, but in fact they are old, alas!"

Lao Zheng was also speechless about this. He could only ignore the other party's words again and again and do his own things.

Once Lao Zheng no longer paid attention to Zhu Zhiwen, Zhu Zhiwen became even more arrogant and looked up at the sky and sighed, "It turns out that there is no one in the world who knows me. It's a big regret in life! Alas!"

Zhu Zhiwen sat on the city tower, looked into the distance, and said, "I don't know when Yuanyi will come back. I really miss this old friend!"

Although among the people who ate hotpot together, he had met Su Su, Chen Daoxuan and Qin Yu, for Zhu Zhiwen, his rare and best friend in his life still had to be Zhang Yuanyi.

It was delayed in the Beiyan Palace, otherwise he would not have tossed and turned for so long. He ran around like a lonely soul and a ghost in Beiyan, and finally came to the northern border. Unfortunately, he did not see Zhang Yuanyi in the end.

Lao Zheng touched the middle finger joints of his right hand, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Young Master, the emperor said you will go back as soon as possible."

Zhu Zhiwen seemed to have expected it, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but it flashed quickly and disappeared again. He smiled brightly and said, "This immortal, finally remembered my son, and he was still thinking about letting me go back!"

Although he said it lightly, Zhu Zhiwen understood that the things he had been worried about finally came. This time he was recalled to Xuanling, the meaning of which was unimaginable.

Zhu Zhiwen was born with extraordinary intelligence, but just to avoid unnecessary attention and make people feel threatened by him. Therefore, he has always played a foolish prodigal son outside. In fact, for Zhu Zhiwen, it seems that since he became sensible, he has understood many principles.

Those vulgarity hidden under the brightness, those smiles and the sinister and cunning under the light, the three swords and two sides that are stronger than gold...

He could see the clues, but he was not willing to say it out loud, because once he acted a little smarter, he would face him with endless vortex of power, and those intrigues would no longer allow him to be at ease and at ease.

These are relatively easy. What Zhu Zhiwen is most unacceptable is that if he really did this, the fratricide of brothers and feet would never be avoided again. Either when he was still young or at a certain opportunity in the future.

That's why Zhu Zhiwen chose to leave the palace on his own initiative and stayed in the world for so many years, which is a statement that he would not pose any threat to the throne.

But it seems that some things really don't matter.

Zhu Zhang, the current emperor of Xuanling, could have thought about the cruelty and cruelty of his children, but he still did not choose to let Zhu Zhiwen go.

Lao Zheng's eyes were complicated and he sighed, "Actually, the young master doesn't have to go back. He stays in this northern border. If he survives, he believes that no one will be able to ask you."

The northern border is more than a million miles away from Xuanling. There is a saying that the emperor is far away from the sky. It is about Zhu Zhiwen's current state. If Zhu Zhiwen insists on not wanting to return to Xuanling, after a long time, even Zhu Zhang will not dare to do anything wrong in the northern border in this formation.

And to put it bluntly, as long as you survived and survived until the old emperor died and the throne was passed on, it was a foregone conclusion, and Zhu Zhiwen would have no threat. At that time, he was really at ease.

Zhu Zhiwen smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Forget it, I've been hiding for so many years and I've been hiding for a long time. I'm tired too. It's okay to go back, so I can be considered a break."

I have been wandering outside for many years and have no place to live. In the eyes of outsiders, it is freedom, but Zhu Zhiwen himself knows that it is loneliness, that is wandering in the heart, and loneliness.

As for the palace, his real home, he was almost forgetting what it looked like. He lived for years and years. Since it was about to be broken, why not do it?

Zhu Zhiwen murmured: "You can go back and burn incense for my grandmother."

Emperor Zhuzhang has been there for so many years. Although there are countless women around him and have never spent much money on his life, there are only two women who really stay in his heart.

One is the current Queen Xiao, a very legendary woman who fought with Zhu Zhang to accompany him. It can be said that the establishment of Xuanling has a certain relationship with such a woman.

The other one is Zhu Zhiwen's biological mother. It was only for some ulterior motives that Zhu Zhiwen's mother died early. Even Zhu Zhiwen only learned about the secrets in this in his investigation later, and knew that he was different from the other brothers.

Among Zhu Zhang's children, Zhu Zhiwen was not the biological child of Empress Xiao.

It is precisely because of this reason that Zhu Zhiwen could clearly feel that Empress Xiao’s feelings for him were very different from those of the other brothers.

Zhu Zhiwen's life is no exaggeration. He spent all his life in loneliness. No one really entered his heart and truly understood him.

Until... until Zhang Yuanyi's appearance.

Although it was just a few words of conversation, Zhu Zhiwen understood that Zhang Yuanyi was the real one. If you treat him sincerely, he would treat you sincerely, no matter what family background you have.

In Zhang Yuanyi, he really felt a different feeling than others, sincere!

That's why he wanted to meet Zhang Yuan again. After all, for him, some people really meet one less time, and now he is like this.

He would not participate in the battle for the throne, just as if he chose to commit suicide in the Xiaomeng Fairy Tomb. He would still take the initiative to give up the throne.

Zhu Zhiwen sighed and said, "I really didn't expect that the meeting with Zhang Yuanyi at the hot pot restaurant would become the last time. It's such a pity."

After returning to the palace, Zhu Zhiwen wanted to see Zhang Yuanyi again, and it was as difficult as climbing to heaven.

In fact, for Zhu Zhiwen, it was not a situation of dying. It was just that he didn't bother, or he no longer wanted to struggle. He was really tired of the mess in the royal family.

For him at this moment, he had the determination to die generously. For a person who was only in his thirties, it was indeed not worthy of taking life and death so lightly. He could only hope that he would not live in the royal family in his next life.

Zhu Zhiwen looked at Lao Zheng’s middle finger on his right hand and asked curiously: “I’ve been honest recently when you touched that finger. Is there anything there?”

Lao Zheng said secretly: "It's just an old friend who is looking for me, nothing big happens."

Zhu Zhiwen nodded, no longer caring about these things, swaying his legs and looking into the distance.

"Bang!" Just as Zhu Zhiwen was still sighing about his bad life, a piece of watermelon peel hit from a distance and hit Zhu Zhiwen's back.

The originally gorgeous and clean clothing was smashed by this piece of watermelon peel and a dirty mark was made.

Zhu Zhiwen felt it, and slapped his thighs and stood up. He stood on the city wall, looked behind, and cursed: "Who is the stupid one? Is it so itchy that he dares to hit you Grandpa Zhu with watermelon skin!?"

In Ping'an City, countless monks and tourists glanced at Zhu Zhiwen like a fool, and finally shook his head and said intimately, "I'm stupid again, alas!"

Everyone was still busy with themselves and ignored Zhu Zhiwen's every move.

Zhu Zhiwen cursed again: "My mother, I have the courage to throw the watermelon skin, but I don't have the courage to admit it, right? Dog|Day|, let me meet you next time, Grandpa Zhu twists your head off as a watermelon to kick it!"

"Swish!" At this time, another piece of watermelon peel hit hard from Zhu Zhiwen's side, which hit Zhu Zhiwen's side face, and the watermelon water was covered with a face.

Zhu Zhiwen took off the watermelon peel and turned over in anger. Finally, he saw clearly that the person who threw the watermelon peel was the deputy city lord of Ping'an City.

Wu Xin held a piece of watermelon that had only been chewed halfway, and said with some sarcasm: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, is this the third prince of Xuanling? If it weren't for the nobleness on his face, I really thought he was a rural villager when you opened your mouth. It would be wonderful to speak!"

Zhu Zhiwen saw that he was a heart-breaking man, looked at Lao Zheng beside him and said to himself, "Why is this tough guy? I can't beat him first."

Zhu Zhiwen had a very terrifying smile on his face and said with a smile: "Who am I? It turns out that it is the Great Sword Immortal. I said that there are still a few people in this world who can throw a piece of watermelon skin out of this momentum. Without the 180-year-old water-hardening time, I can't even think about it. Anyone who walks through the Yang in a hundred steps is derogating you. I didn't expect that the Great Sword Immortal is not only the first-class swordsmanship, but also the first-class archery skills!"

Zhu Zhiwen gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "It's so good to throw it away!"

The corners of Fuxin's mouth twitched suddenly twice, and even the watermelon that had been gnawing in his hand was not in the mood to continue gnawing. He said disgustedly: "I don't understand, how did that old guy Zhu Zhang give birth to a son like you who is 'extremely capable'."

Zhu Zhiwen smiled and patted his chest, shaking the sky, "The next heartfelt words have nothing to do with my old man."

Wu Xin waved his hand, and he couldn't stand Zhu Zhiwen's exaggerated acting skills anymore. He interrupted the other party and said, "That's right, I'm not going to be a fool with you. I'm here today to find you."

Zhu Zhiwen rubbed his hands and said expectantly: "Is there any important task? I will definitely complete the task to the death."

Wu Xin gave him a blank look and said, "Get out of here, you are just saying meaningless things. It's really annoying to see you."

He took out a drawing from his sleeve, shook it to Zhu Zhiwen, and said, "Take this drawing back and give it to your old man, just let him do what is on the drawing."

Zhu Zhiwen took advantage of the other party's words before he said nothing, and he quickly scanned the contents on the drawings. Wu Xin was so angry that he stared at him, saying, "Your mother!"

Zhu Zhiwen quickly closed the drawings and said with a smile: "No... I haven't read it yet, hahaha, don't be serious about the Sword Binding Immortal!"

This is naturally a lie. Not only did he read the entire drawing, he even remembered the details on it clearly. To be honest, it was quite shocking for Zhu Zhiwen.

Wu Xin looked at this cheeky guy, and there was no way to deal with him, and said, "Forget it, you should know sooner or later. It would be almost the same if you know it later."

Zhu Zhiwen bowed his fists and said with emotion: "The Sword Immortal with a great spirit and a big heart, and I admire him so much!"

The corner of Wuxin's mouth was pulled again. This guy really flattered him at any time. It felt like he was forcibly disgusted.

Zhu Zhiwen didn't care at all, and still had a sincere face, as if everything he said was indeed from the heart. He could be said to have superb acting skills and a very high mood!

This flattery is also very particular. Some flatteries say they are flatterers, and they are not even sarcastic, but they can make people feel disgusted.

I don't start.

Some flatteries sound like a low-level fun and have no taste.

Zhu Zhiwen has gone very far on the road to flattery. As long as he doesn’t feel disgusted, the one that is disgusting is someone else.

Zhu Zhiwen looked at Fu Xin with a disgusting expression, and he asked with a smile: "Dare you dare to ask if there is anything else to announce in the Great Sword Immortal of Fu Jin?"

Wu Xin shook her head and said, "It's gone, I'll be annoyed when I see you, get out of here!"

Zhu Zhiwen turned around and sat on the city tower, looked at the beautiful scenery in the distance, and said, "Let me see this place, there will be no chance in the future."

The eyes of the heart are rarely complicated and the emotions are strange. He took out a huge and plump watermelon from the Qiankun bag and threw it to Zhu Zhiwen from a distance, and said, "Not everyone can eat my watermelon, just treat it as a farewell gift."

Zhu Zhiwen held the big watermelon and smiled with relief for the first time. He knocked on the watermelon and gave it to Lao Zheng half, and said, "That's thank you for the Great Sword Immortal of the Bianxin. This watermelon is really sweet and unique to the world!"

The heart of the barbed heart did not speak, turned around and left.

After Bixin left for a long time, Zhu Zhiwen slowly gnawed the watermelon bit by bit. Although there was only half a watermelon, it took a lot of time, giving people the feeling that they were not gnawing watermelon.

After finishing the watermelon, Zhu Zhiwen patted his bulging waist bag and said to Lao Zheng: "Lao Zheng, let's go, spend all these external things and leave."

The so-called external things are naturally the various talismans, spiritual weapons and magic weapons that Zhu Zhiwen has accumulated over the years. Anyway, it is very likely that he will not be able to use them in the future. It would be better to spend them all so that these sea clans can also know the horrors of the human race.
To be continued...