Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Six Lonely City Moon Falls Wretched Soul Cry

Jiang Aijian smiled and said, "Didn't I miss your old man, I brought you some goodies."

He took down the package, took out the things, put them on the table, and said, "This is the best tribute tea in the palace. It was a treasure of the Hundred Kingdoms that came to the dynasty, and many powerful people didn't have the chance to drink it. I respect your old man."

"There is nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief." Lu Zhou said indifferently.

"How can it be."

Jiang Aijian waved his hand, "According to the relationship, your fifth disciple is my sister... I and Motian Pavilion are relatives. It's not too much to send something between relatives."

The crowd was speechless.

Zhao Yue sighed and said in a low voice, "In terms of thick skin, I am afraid that in today's world, no one can stand out."

Everyone nodded and looked at Ming Shiyin.

Ming Shiyin looked innocent, thinking, look at what I do, I didn't say anything and didn't do anything, and I have a half-cent relationship with me.

...

Lu Zhou looked at the things on the table and didn't care.

Living to the present day, how could these mundane things make him fluctuate.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Didn't I accidentally stab the second prince to death... How could the royal family let me go, so can you trouble the old senior and kill me?" Jiang Aijian said.

Ming Shiyin said with a smile:

"I'm good at this!"

While speaking, a parting hook floated in his palm.

The parting hook was wrapped in bursts of qi, exuding a strange light.

Seeing Zhaoyue's eyes shining brightly, she is envious.

Jiang Aijian said speechlessly, "I'm not talking about the real kill... Now the Dayan royal family is looking for me everywhere, I've cut ties with my brothers, and there's nowhere to go. As I think about it, the Motian Pavilion is safe. "

"So...you want to live here for a while?" Lu Zhou asked.

"The old man is wise.

"

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded: "You are the eyes and ears of the old man, and the old man will naturally protect you."

Jiang Aijian was greatly moved, and repeatedly bowed and handed over: "Thank you, senior!"

Lu Zhou looked at him with a smile on his face, frowned slightly, and said, "You still refuse to talk about it until now?"

"What?" Jiang Aijian looked blank.

"You are the third prince, and you killed the second prince... No matter where you are charged with murdering your brother, you will be infatuated through the ages."

The crowd nodded.

Master said this to the point.

Along the way, Jiang Aijian smiled as if nothing had happened.

But normal people can't do this.

The person he killed was not only the second prince of the Dayan royal family, but also his elder brother!

Seeing Lu Zhou's serious and serious expression, Jiang Aijian's smile gradually disappeared, and then he sighed softly: "The deceased is dead, there is nothing to say."

"So... is it really Liu Huan who set fire to the Jinghe Palace?" Lu Zhou asked.

"You know all this?"

"King Qi, Qin Jun, is now the old man's person." Lu Zhou said.

All right.

Almost forgot about him.

Jiang Aijian nodded, turned around, looked at Zhaoyue, looked at Ming Shiyin, and said, "The moon falls in a lonely city and the souls cry, there are reincarnations in the heavens, and whoever does the wrong will be paid by others."

"Actually, many people have persuaded me to let go of hatred, let go of the past, stop getting involved in the royal family, stay away from the court, and be a free-spirited sword idiot... But whenever I fall asleep, I will think of that The fire, glowing red, burned my eyes, and I couldn't sleep all night. When night fell, their cries for help and screams often sounded in my ears, but I couldn't do anything..."

Everyone looked at Jiang Aijian.

Luzhou is the same.

Jiang Aijian sighed heavily as he spoke.

"After all, one person resisted everything..." Jiang Aijian said earnestly, "Hey, it's fortunate that I met you. If you're moved, treat me better in the future, and I'll be content."

"..."

It's still like that in the front, why does it look so hypocritical in the back.

It's not that he doesn't have feelings, but that there are some things that he has devoted himself to, it's been a long time... and it's time to let go.

Zhao Yue rolled her eyes at him and ignored it. Instead, she walked to the front and bowed to Lu Zhou: "Master, my disciple has something to report."

"speak."

"The Empress Dowager, the grandmother of Tu'er, is not in good health. The incident in Shuntianyuan has hit her a lot, and she has never woken up from this disease." Zhao Yue knelt down, "Tu'er. This time, God has been delayed for so long, and I hope Master will forgive me.”

Lu Zhou waved his hand and said, "It's a good thing to have filial piety."

"Thank you, Master." Zhao Yue turned her head and gave Jiang Aijian a wink.

Jiang Aijian scratched his head embarrassedly, and said cheekily, "Senior, let's be honest, the Queen Mother is very ill, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive this winter."

Lu Zhou understood.

He said: "There are many experts in the palace, and the imperial doctor is even more skilled in medicine. If you want the old man to intervene, I am afraid that you will think too much."

Zhaoyue said:

"Master, it's witchcraft."

"witchcraft?"

This surprised Lu Zhou.

Recalling what happened in Shuntian Garden that day, there was no witchcraft formation, no witchcraft traps or anything like that.

How did the queen mother fall into sorcery?

Jiang Aijian said, "The genius of Loulan witchcraft is kept by Bama."

"Bama?" Lu Zhou had no impression of this person.

"Senior, please listen to me coming carefully... First, this Bama is Mo Li's senior brother, from Loulan; second, Bama once had a hand with you, and you seriously injured him when he was discussing the Tao at the Lotus Terrace. Third, during the battle of Shuntian Garden, Bama was ambushed outside Shuntian Garden."

Speaking of this, Jiang Aijian changed his words, "Bama fought with you several times, but when Li Qiye died, he held a grudge against the Queen Mother and used witchcraft! Sooner or later, he will attack Motian Pavilion."

Lu Zhou groaned and thought.

Jiang Aijian said again:

"Senior, I won't let the old man take action in vain... I can help the old man to take down Si Wuya, the seventh disciple of the Motian Pavilion traitor."

Lu Zhou's eyes fell on Jiang Aijian, and he didn't quite believe it: "Are you sure you can deal with Si Wuya?"

"No." Jiang Aijian replied.

The crowd was speechless.

Not sure, you talk shit.

Lu Zhou Fushou got up, glanced at Zhao Yue and Jiang Aijian, and said, "Since you have asked for this seat, you should take the initiative to come to the door."

I can't tell the difference between the main and the secondary, and I have to beg someone to hold a shelf.

There is no such thing in the world.

Hearing this, Jiang Aijian was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed:

"It's natural... I'm relieved to have the words of the old senior."

Zhao Yue followed and said, "My disciple thanks Master."

At this moment, outside the main hall, there was a voice——

"The disciple pays a visit to the master."

The crowd looked away.

When Zhu Honggong stepped into the threshold of the main hall, he began to kneel down, kneeling while advancing.

Five-body cast.

One arch and one position.

"The disciple pays a visit to the master."

One arch again, one position.

Ming Shiyin raised his right hand and covered his eyes.

Okay, you win.

Zhu Honggong stood up again, moved forward, knelt down again, and said loudly: "My disciple pays respect to Master!"

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