"I also invite Governor Xu! Stay one night on our Huashan Mountain and let Yue fulfill his duties as a landlord. Tomorrow, Yue will be summoned to set off." Yue Buqun still planned to go to the capital after all.
You have to go after all!
If the Huashan Sect wants to develop and the Zhangui Alliance wants to grow, they cannot avoid the imperial court.
And if you get the approval and support of the emperor, you have the support of half the court.
Yue Buqun didn't know that there was another imperial edict on the way, but he hadn't arrived yet.
These two imperial edicts, one behind the other, appear to be of the same nature, but are actually contradictory.
The internal reason is nothing more than the difference between monarchy and ministerial power.
After hosting a banquet in honor of Xu Kai, Yue Buqun returned to his room. After some hesitation, he decided to test the special points provided by Yougui tonight.
"I just don't know if the points gained after killing Sigui will be different." Yue Buqun had doubts in his heart, but not many.
Anyway, the thought core in your hand will be destroyed sooner or later.
The doubts will be cleared up by then.
When the points provided by Yougui were touched, the villain images of Wang Ye, Ling Yue and Feng Ling appeared again on the mental map.
They moved around the map flexibly, looking left and right from time to time, and they didn't appear rigid.
Yue Buqun moved the points, shaking them above the heads of the three people. Whoever's head the point moved to, a vague nebula vortex appeared above his head.
"One point can be used by three people. Does this mean that through this point, the opportunities I can get are almost the same?" In fact, this is not the first time Yue Buqun has tried this, but he has not made up his mind every time.
He didn't know what the result would be if this little bit of criticism continued.
If it is a negative effect, then he has lost a huge opportunity.
"Since everything is possible, let's choose Wang Ye!" Yue Buqun finally made his decision.
From the current point of view, the opportunity provided by Wang Ye no longer makes Yue Buqun feel that it is necessary. Although there is still a "Shidi System" that has not been figured out, but... he can only choose him.
After making a judgment, the points controlled by Yue Buqun fell.
A bit of dim light escaped, and then the vortex above Wang Ye's head quickly enlarged like a nebula.
Yue Buqun's mind was immediately pulled away, and then he seemed to be thrust into a huge whirlpool.
When he came to his senses again, he saw a huge steel monster rushing towards him.
Yue Buqun hurriedly dodged and jumped into the air.
But at this moment, he floated so high that he flew directly to the top of the white clouds.
Standing in the clouds and looking down, Yue Buqun's eyes were dizzy at the dazzling tall buildings. On the densely packed streets, there were a large number of steel monsters 'swimming', and hurried people stood on both sides of the street, looking at each other, as if
There will be a fight at any time.
Whoosh!
Yue Buqun fell from the clouds and stood on the traffic light.
Thumb, thump, thump!
As the red light flashed three times for the last time, huge crowds of people on both sides of the street began to meet in the center of the street.
Everyone looked very busy, with impatience and anxiety on their faces. Many people were holding some small squares in their hands, hanging on the side of their cheeks, as if they were talking about something. Some people were holding small squares in their hands and lowering their heads.
Watch.
The crowds were crowded, but almost no one interacted with them.
This was a scene that Yue Buqun had never seen before, lively yet indifferent, noisy yet quiet.
The world is like a pot of boiling water, and people are the ice cubes in the boiling water.
"Where is...?" Yue Buqun looked around blankly.
He couldn't understand it and felt a little panicked in his heart.
Soon he discovered that none of the walking crowd seemed to be able to see him.
He is like a ghost, floating alone in this strange world.
The world was spinning, and Yue Buqun abruptly jumped his perspective and appeared in a brightly lit space.
In the mainly cold-toned space, there are many strange utensils placed. There are people sitting behind the utensils, seemingly busy.
There were also some girls wearing mainly black and white colors, and in Yue Buqun's opinion, very unsightly clothes. They were wearing rabbit ears, carrying food and drinks on trays, and were walking between various divided and spacious areas.
Yue Buqun's eyes did not linger on the thighs wrapped in black transparent silk. He glanced at everyone present, and then focused on one of them.
"Wang Ye?" Although his clothes and appearance were different, Yue Buqun still recognized the person at a glance.
This seems to be a kind of deep intuition.
Walking behind Wang Ye, Yue Buqun tried to say hello to him.
But Wang Ye obviously couldn't see Yue Buqun. Instead, he shouted loudly at the magical artifact that emitted white light and presented a beautiful picture: "Quick! Quick! Quick! Up! Up!"
"Jungle! I'm going to fuck you! The shooter and the mage are all bleeding, how about you cut the meat?"
Then, the originally colorful picture on the object in front of him turned gray.
Wang Ye unplugged his earphones rudely, knocked on the cigarette box, glanced at the no-smoking sign on the wall, and muttered: "Internet cafe... I'm your uncle! I really miss the black internet cafes of those days."
Yue Buqun reached out to touch Wang Ye, but the world was spinning again.
This time, he and Wang Ye appeared in a classroom together.
Young men and women were sitting in the classroom, chatting and playing with each other.
Some people were fighting with each other with textbooks, rolling the thin books into sticks, imitating the gracefulness of swordsmen, and talking silly words to each other.
Someone was writing and drawing on the blackboard, leaving some incomprehensible symbols.
Someone urged the person who was sleeping on the table to hand in his homework.
There were also some people who put their heads together, eating small snacks and huddled together to watch people playing games.
Behind Wang Ye, a little girl grabbed his collar. Wang Ye turned around, and the cold Coca-Cola had already hit his face.
"Bald Cao hid it under the refrigerator, but I dug it out and gave it to you!" the little girl said.
Wang Ye took the Coke, shook it vigorously, and pointed the bottle at the little girl with a smirk on his face.
"Wang Ye! If you dare to sneer at me, I will kill you." The little girl covered her face with a textbook, but a vigorous voice burst out from behind the book.
The little girl has an ordinary appearance, and her facial features are not blooming, but the girl's unique vitality is already better than the rising sun at seven or eight o'clock.
Wang Ye took back the coke and looked at the little girl with a silly smile.
Then he laughed and laughed, and then cried again, crying like a dog.
Yue Buqun looked at this useless disciple and slapped Wang Ye on the shoulder again.
A familiar spin.
The picture changes again.
"Hello! No. 88 is happy to serve you!"
"It's you! Brother Wang, you haven't been here for two months."
Shoot again!
The screen turns again.
"You rubbish copywriter, if I just throw a handful of rice on the keyboard, the chicken would peck at it better than you, but you still have the nerve to ask about annual leave?"
Shoot again!
"Family members in the live broadcast room are getting more and more popular..."
Shoot again!
"Eaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Shoot again!
The sky, the beach, the blue sea, Wang Ye was lying on the deck chair under the umbrella, drinking coconut juice leisurely.
Yue Buqun has determined that he has not come to a special world, but has entered Wang Ye's dream.
The chaos and disorder of the dream had been vividly displayed in front of Yue Buqun.
It seems that all Yue Buqun can do now is to 'replace'. If the picture presented in the current dream is not what he wants, he can contact Wang Ye and ask Wang Ye to change the dream.