"What you mean is that you are Ying Long Gengchen, and you have just solved a major catastrophe in this era, but because you were unable to survive alone, you were plotted, even you were seriously injured, and the power of the gods was greatly reduced, and you expected

It will be more than a thousand years later."

"So, in order to deal with the catastrophe, you want me to kill you."

"In this way, you can rely on me to set your standards for that era and be able to face the catastrophe."

The ranger sorted out his thoughts and said the above words.

The handsome young man nodded and said: "...So, Yuan, we need your help."

"I see."

Chen Yuan suddenly understood and nodded, then said:

"But I refuse."

The expression on Gengchen's face froze for a moment.

"Can you answer... hmm?"

Even Yuan Tiangang was a little confused, "Reject?!"

"Of course I refused."

The ranger with gray hair on the temples sneered: "Not to mention, no one in Chang'an would believe your words. Do you think he is a three-year-old? Even a three-year-old will not be fooled, right?

?But let me ask you, why should I help you? Why do you want to look for me again? Chen is so special?"

"What you said is absolutely false. If I agree, I'm afraid I will fall into your trap. I don't know if it's a fairy dance or something. I traveled to one hundred and ten countries in the west. I haven't seen any dirty tricks? Even if it is.

My swordsmanship is sufficient. If I kill you with one sword, I will also have to face a lawsuit. The murderer will die. On the contrary, Xuanzang will be implicated, and I will not be guilty."

"And if what you say is true..."

The ranger pressed his sword and raised his eyebrows: "Then what do I have to pay?"

Gengchen was speechless.

The ranger said calmly:

"Besides, there is no doubt that you are going to use me."

"What kind of strategy are you going to use me as a chess piece?"

"But I, Chen Yuan, will never be willing to be a chess piece in this life and forever!"

The knight raised his head and drank all the wine on the table. He took out a money bag from his arms and threw it down. He laughed and left. Ying Long Gengchen stretched out his hand to stop him, but the former had already walked away. The young man opened his mouth, but in the end he could only

Neng sighed and said dejectedly: "...He has changed a lot."

"My personality is very different from that of back then..."

Yuan Tiangang picked up his money bag and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"No……"

The fortune teller opened the money bag and poured it on the table.

A clanging sound.

There are pebbles all over the table.

Yuan Tiangang recalled the punch on his eye socket and his forehead.

"He hasn't changed at all."

The voice paused:

"Yinglong, have you brought any money?"

There was a long silence.

Ying Long: "...money, what is it?"

……………………

"Tsk, that's it, that's it?"

The knight-errant carried his sword on his back and walked proudly on the streets of Chang'an.

When I heard that name, I felt an inexplicable familiarity for some reason, but it quickly disappeared, so I just thought it was my illusion, threw my money bag, and said: "Probably because this name is indeed

It sounds good."

"Haha, Jue, Shuangyu is Jue, I don't know who came up with the name."

"That's all, go find some idiot for a drink!"

The ranger went to find Shipantuo proudly.

That night, the knight was drunk under the wind and moon of Chang'an. Shi Pantuo carried him on his back and walked on the quiet stone road. Under the moonlight, this city lurked a powerful vitality that no city had. The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty

The gentle light shines on the drunken ranger.

The unprecedented monk An Xin restored the route map of the Western Regions for His Majesty the Tang Dynasty.

Two years later.

After Gaochang and Yanqi, Qiuci and Khotan surrendered.

King Kucha, who was in alliance with the Turks, was captured in his own court.

The Protectorate of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty moved from Gaochang to Qiuci.

All the places along the way are the capital cities of the destroyed country.

This year, the envoys of the Tang Dynasty returned from India. In the palace of the Tang Empire, Indians participated in formulating the calendar. Turkic warriors were the royal guards, and musicians, singers and dancers could come from the Western Regions. Chang'an has become the most popular place in this era.

great city.

The treasures of the world are gathered here, and all kinds of ideas can be spread freely.

People from all over the world feel proud to live in Chang'an.

The people of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, even if they were wearing silk with patterns from the Western Regions, listening to Turkic musical instruments, and watching Hu Ji spinning her soft waist, they could still say that this was Chang'an and the Tang Dynasty, but no one had it.

I thought that the king who created this prosperous empire with his own hands soon passed away.

Xuanzang was by the emperor's side at the end.

After Taizong's death, Chen Yuan was somewhat sad, but what was more troublesome for him was that the little guy from the Wu family was sent directly to Chang'an as a female official in the palace.

Become a nun in a temple.

"Eat slowly, really. If you want to eat, I will buy it for you."

The twenty-five-year-old woman hadn't seen any meat for several days. The ranger leaned on the old tree, looked at her helplessly, and suggested: "If it doesn't work, I'll fish you out. I really want to take you."

Come on, these monk soldiers are no match for me."

The martial arts of the Gods from the One Hundred and Eleven Kingdoms in the West are all integrated into his swordsmanship. This statement is by no means empty talk.

The beautiful and generous woman in front of me has been a female official in the palace for eleven years.

It's a pity that I have been a fifth-grade female officer for eleven years.

The term "cairen" means "the daughters of famous officials are all named Dabu in order to serve as the escorts for princesses and princesses in school, and to fill the role of talents and praises".

She's not even a concubine. It's obvious that this girl doesn't quite meet His Majesty Taizong's taste.

At least not as good as Xuanzang.

His Majesty Taizong must have always regretted that he could not let this monk put on a suit of heavy iron armor and Mingguang Armor, replace the eight hundred kilograms of Zen staff in his hand with a special Tang Dynasty Mo Dao, and go on the battlefield where the Tang Dynasty conquered the world. If that were the case

If so, the world will have one more warrior, and the emperor will probably be so happy that he gets drunk.

Facing Chen Yuan's invitation, the second daughter of the Wu family still shook her head, wiped the grease from the corners of her mouth, and said:

"Don't worry, Brother Chen, I have a solution."

"Oh, well, since you said so..."

The ranger reluctantly left.

But he soon figured out what the method was.

His Majesty, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, welcomed the little guy into the palace, and soon he was left with a child. Chen Yuan couldn't understand it, and could even say that he couldn't accept it, regardless of whether he was favored or not, even if it was just a status.

, that was Taizong’s female official after all.

The current emperor is observing filial piety for his father.

In the temple, he gave birth to a son with his father's nominal female official or even nominal concubine. This made even the knight with a loose personality feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. He thought of what he would do in life on the way to the west.

In the country, the king's son married his own stepmother, causing great chaos.

But at that time, the woman's eyes were red and she asked him with tears:

"Brother Chen, I just want to get out of here."

"Do you want me to stay in the temple all my life?"

"I'm only twenty-four years old."
To be continued...