The Bad Man was nearly dead at the beginning and was picked up by Yang Shuzi and taken home

He walked straight to An Dongjun and said with a smile: "Big Brother, I plan to open a clinic and save people. What are your plans? Are you going back to Fengxiang directly?"

"You guys go first, I'm waiting for someone here."

"Well, when my clinic is stable, I'll go to Fengxiang to find you!"

Li Xingyun knew that his senior brother was now a family man and it was impossible for him to always be with him like Lu Linxuan did.

So he didn't say anything, just nodded, and was about to walk out. At this time, Anton Jun's voice sounded again.

"I built a cenotaph for my master in Jianlu. If you have time... go back and take a look."

Li Xingyun paused, turned around and looked at Anton Jun, and found that he was still smiling. For some reason, his heart tightened.

"Brother, I..."

"You don't have to say anything, I know..."

He didn't know why his senior brother pretended to know nothing in the inn that day.

Perhaps the eldest brother was sadder than anyone else, but as the oldest disciple of the master, he could not show his emotions.

So Li Xingyun just nodded solemnly.

"Ok!"

Then, the group left.

"Humph!" After they left, Buliang Shuai came to Anton Jun and snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction, "You talk too much!"

Anton-jun just glanced at him calmly and explained slowly:

"I just asked him to go back to Jianlu to show his filial piety. You don't have to worry that I will disrupt your plans.

Besides, we both have weaknesses in each other’s hands, so I won’t do that.”

But what Anton Jun said was of course false. Now that Li Xingyun of Jiaolan Palace has not proclaimed himself emperor, he has to start from the State of Qi.

It would be great if Li Xingyun really found out that Yang Shuzi was not dead. In that case, he would strengthen and confirm his idea of ​​not becoming emperor, and in this way, the obstacles he would face would be smaller.

I was afraid that halfway through, Li Xingyun would say he wanted to become emperor, and then I would be in big trouble.

Seeing that he wanted to say something else, but he didn't want to discuss this topic, he quickly said:

"I'll be your thug once, so I'll move the things here later."

“But he didn’t become emperor!”

"Hey, stop it, let me make it clear, this has nothing to do with me.

Also, no matter what, I will give you 80% of the stuff inside."

"No, fifty-fifty."

The Bad Leader was a little unconvinced. His plan had already failed, so he had to get something to give to the Bad People.

"I'll take seven and you'll take three. No room for negotiation."

"No, six-four."

"make a deal!"

Upon hearing this, Anton Jun agreed immediately. He would be satisfied with a 50% chance. After all, he did not ask the empress to send too many people this time. After all, this is Bianliang, and too much noise would cause trouble.

The bad commander was secretly annoyed, "Damn it, I gave too high a price!"

At this moment, Shangguan Yunque came over and said in panic: "General, Wen Tao is missing with the Longquan Sword!"

Anton Jun didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the bad guys, so he turned around and walked into the palace to see if there were any small and valuable things.

However, the bad commander did not react. "No problem. Since he wants to find it, let him find it."

After staring blankly at the rising sun in the distance for a long time, Buliangshuai called out again, "Meng Po!"

Meng Po bowed and said, "I am here."

"Zhu Yougui is dead, and the Xuanming Sect is now leaderless. From the Judge to the Impermanence, I want you to recruit them all to serve me!"

Shangguan Yunque asked in doubt, "Marshal, are the Black and White Impermanence dead?"

The bad commander sneered and asked him, "Have the Black and White Impermanence ever lived?"

"Ah? Marshal, what do you mean?"

The bad commander smiled faintly and said, "As long as he is here, the Black and White Impermanence will not die."

Then he said to Meng Po: "Find him!"

"Yes!"

......

At this time, Zhu Yougui's blood in the square gathered together to form a stream of blood, flowing little by little into a dungeon under the Jiaolan Palace.

The blood slowly dripped onto a man in the dungeon. This man was covered in dust and blood, and had chains wrapped around his body. Two of the chains had directly pierced through his scapula, tightly binding him to a wooden pillar in the dungeon.

Zhu Yougui's blood dripped onto him, and he could feel that the seal of the chains had loosened a little. He slowly raised his head, revealing his big bear face.

......

Back to the palace, just now, the people from Qiguo Huanyinfang arrived, and then followed Anton-kun around, picking up valuable things that were easy to carry.

Now the Liang Palace has been basically emptied by the Bad Guys and the Qi State's troops.

Looking at Anton-jun and a woman being affectionate with each other in the distance, Buliang Shuai felt inexplicably unhappy and wondered why the young people nowadays are so useless.

One of them refused to sit on the throne that was given to him for free, while the other one went to Cangbing Valley alone to make a deal with himself for the sake of a woman.

At this moment, his thoughts drifted to the time a year ago when Anton-jun came to Zangbing Valley to look for him.

-

One year ago, in the Hidden Soldiers Valley.

The bad commander looked at the chessboard on the table and slowly placed a piece down. "I can't see through what you are thinking."

Just now, Anton came here and fought against Buliang Shuai with internal force for a while, and the result was evenly matched.

But he was shocked. It had only been such a short time since this kid left, but he was already able to compete with him.

I originally thought he was here to cause trouble, but it turned out that Anton-kun just wanted to make a contract with me.

I didn't want to agree at first, but I had no choice but to agree after he threatened me. Most importantly, he had an attitude of "broken jar", and I couldn't do anything about it, so I had to agree.

"Marshal, I told you I will never do anything to threaten Xingyun, so don't worry."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Marshal, you have asked many times, and I have said it many times, it's just for a few people."

"Uncle Yang? Or Lu Linxuan?"

Seeing that Anton Jun smiled without saying anything, Yuan Tiangang didn't bother to pay attention to him. Since Li Chunfeng left, no one dared to get along with him like this for a long time.

"Okay, I won't bother with your business. Then you tell me to help you after you see the result.

But you have to tell me whether you want to be emperor yourself or assist others, and what is the time limit?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

Buliang Shuai clenched his fists. How could such a person sign a contract without stating his purpose or his position?

Just say that it won't affect your original plan, and you will know the timing yourself.

He suddenly wanted to beat this guy to death, but the key was that he couldn't kill him, and he felt annoyed.

When was the last time you felt this way? 200 years ago? Or even earlier?

Anton's thoughts drifted back to the past. Who hasn't had great ambitions? Of course he did. At that time, he was fleeing and had great ambitions. He vowed to change the world.

However, just like the original work, the master had no intention of teaching himself martial arts. Instead, he hoped that he could live an ordinary life, away from the dangers and disputes of the world.

He believes that teaching himself martial arts will make him more likely to be attracted and involved in the underworld, thus increasing unnecessary danger.

He scoffed at this method, but he paid the price for it later.

That was just the first time, in Yuzhou. Because of his overestimation of his own abilities, he lost his first friend in Yuzhou, while the people just watched the scene.

His so-called wish was shattered, and that incident made him understand a certain thing again.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

It was then that he decided that in these troubled times, he did not seek to stabilize the country, but only to ensure the safety of his family.

It’s okay to have a small love, as long as the people around you are living well, it doesn’t matter if you are scolded as having no future.

It doesn’t matter, as long as you like it.

He shook off the confusing thoughts in his mind and continued playing chess with Yuan Tiangang, placing a move.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the cheerful Anton Jun, then looked at the five white pieces on the chessboard that were connected in a line. The rotten flesh on his head twisted together, and a '╬' sign appeared on his forehead. He said coldly:

"Do you want to go away by yourself? Or do you want me to help you?"

"Marshal, calm down!"

(Fill in the front again)

-

Back to the present, a dozen days later.

Upon hearing about the rebellion in Jiaolan Palace, Zhu Youzhen hurried back to Bianliang from Luzhou.

But when he looked at the hollowed-out palace, he could only feel helpless and furious, gritting his teeth and saying, "Who the hell did this?!"