Bai Yuelu looked at the white horse and white clothes, and then asked Lin Yi.
Lin Yi smiled.
He felt that there was something wrong with his emotions, yet he could still laugh at this moment.
"My father taught me to be bolder when I was young, and he often told me that if the sky falls, the tallest person will hold it up." He whispered to Bai Yuelu, "We are not the tallest here."
Both of them are smart people, so they are very used to this kind of conversation.
Being worshiped in the palace is a status, but in the world of practitioners, being worshiped in the palace means something very different from ordinary practitioners.
There must be something special about being a cultivator who can be worshiped in the palace.
Being special means being powerful, just like those members of the Demon Sect.
But the strongest one here should be Chen Jinru, so even if he dies, Chen Jinru should die first in front of them.
"You are deceiving yourself a bit by using what your father said to you here, but it is really useful." Bai Yuelu also smiled.
A person may feel lonely and extremely frightened when facing death alone, but with such a companion, these negative emotions should only come when he truly dies.
The closer the white horse got to the two carriages they were sitting on, the slower it slowed down. The man in white on the white horse had a very kind face, with a medium build, a round face, and a red mole between his eyebrows.
His clothes looked pure white, but up close, you could clearly see the white silk threads mixed with silver and gold threads.
These silver and gold threads did not form any patterns on his clothes, but they vaguely contained a unique energy fluctuation.
Whether it's his face or his clothes, you'll be deeply impressed after seeing him and it's hard to forget.
"I've met Military Master Chen."
When he was still far away from the two carriages, the man in white dismounted his horse, saluted Chen Jinru from afar, and then patted the horse.
The white horse seemed to understand what he meant, and ran back for a further distance, then stopped and did not go far, nor did it look for fresh and delicious grass in the grass like ordinary horses.
Chen Jinru looked at this man with an expressionless face as he was enshrined in the palace after saluting.
He had seen this person's face in a certain confidential case file, so he was able to determine the other person's identity. However, even so, the person's name was not recorded in the case file, nor was this person's specific training and cultivation level recorded.
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So he looked at this person and asked directly: "What is your name?"
"Diesel and salt." The man in white smiled awkwardly and replied.
There was laughter.
Chen Jinru didn't laugh, but Lin Yi couldn't help laughing.
"It's your real name."
The man shook his head helplessly and said: "My surname is Chai. I was born in a poor family, so oil and salt were the most important things. Later I understood the matter and blamed my parents for choosing the name too casually. But in fact, my parents were not
It’s not casual, what they are thinking about is that I will have no worries about food and salt in my life. Don’t be like them and worry about running out today and whether you can afford it tomorrow.”
"That's a good name."
Chen Jinru's expression softened slightly and said, "Who asked you to come?"
The palace minister was a bit embarrassed and said: "You should understand that the Holy Spirit actually has the most generous temperament."
Chen Jinru shook his head, "I don't want to die like this, you can wait."
"Many people will have ideas." The palace minister looked into his eyes and said: "Even if I trust you, because you have done such things, the Holy One cannot completely believe you. Only if you die can he
Make sure you really want to do this, so you can’t wait.”
Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu listened to their conversation.
The dialogue between the two is very cryptic and jumpy.
However, they knew some things that had happened, so they had a vague guess.
Chen Jinru remained silent.
The tone of the palace minister named Diesel Yan was more sincere. He looked at Chen Jinru and sincerely advised him like a best friend: "Actually, this is good for everyone and the entire Southern Dynasty, because it will maintain the original order.
Everyone will also understand that those who cross the line will pay the price. Also, the Holy One knows that this is a temporary wrong choice, and he will still trust the Chen family as before. This should be what you want to see."
"What you said makes sense."
Chen Jinru was silent for another moment, then slowly raised his head and said, "But there are still some fundamental differences."
Diesel Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, but his tone remained respectful, "What?"
"Just as few people know your past, few people know my past." Chen Jinru raised his head and looked to the north, "I was born in a small village in the north. I just felt that I could be carefree.
When we were living a comfortable life, the whole village was massacred by the army from the north. I was the only one who survived. It was just because they were afraid that the food we planted might become the rations for the army of the southern dynasty in the autumn of that day. The Chen family saved me and sent me
When my nephew is raised, I naturally want to repay the Chen family first. I just think of my parents who gave birth to me. Another important thing is revenge. And I don’t want many children from the Southern Dynasties to become what I was when they were young, so for me,
The most important thing is always to help the Southern Dynasty win such a war and destroy the Northern Dynasty."
"And I have already made a mistake once. I know that going against my true intentions will make me feel uneasy. So how can I make such a mistake again?"
Chen Jinru also looked sincerely into the eyes of this palace minister and said: "Just walk away, a member of the Demon Sect in Xiao Donghuang's army will catch up. If you don't kill me, he will try to kill me."
"This is a contradiction."
Diesel Yan did not frown deeply. The mole between his eyebrows almost disappeared when he frowned. "You have your reasons, but I have my imperial destiny."
"Don't you know that the results are the most important?"
At this moment, a voice that seemed younger and rude compared to them spoke.
Diesel Yan raised his head and looked at Lin Yi who spoke out.
"Of course I know the result is more important." Lin Yi looked directly at the other party without fear, but what the other party said made him startled.
"It's just that I need the results to be firmly in my own hands."
Diesel Yan looked at Lin Yi and continued, then he stretched out his palms, as if he was just making a gesture of holding something to show Lin Yi.
However, at the moment when he held it empty, a cloud of yellow intention and a sword intention had formed in front of Lin Yi.
A transparent virtual sword seemed to be carrying yellow sand, falling towards Lin Yi's heart.
Lin Yi's heart contracted, and he raised his arms without hesitation.
With a bang, his whole body was like a kite with its string broken, flying backwards miserably.