in the room.

Yue Yuan just looked at Yan Jing'an quietly and took two deep breaths. After suppressing the nervousness, he finally resumed the posture that a descendant of Cihang Jingzhai should have.

She sat down in front of him upright, with almost no mistakes in her posture and posture. She was a woman...at least she was in the strongest state that Yan Jing'an could show her charm.

"senior!"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Yan Jing'an's eyes were fixed on Yue Yuan, who looked like a young man in front of him. He was filled with wonder in his heart. You must know that according to previous rumors, he was still a young man when he became the leader of the Ming Cult. This was almost influenced by Jianghu.

A definite answer.

But in front of me——

A youthful image.

From a boy to a young man, he grows up too fast.

For this man, the concept of time seems to have no effect on the other person. No matter what the real truth is, one thing Yan Jing'an can be sure of is that this man is indeed the biggest demon recorded in the sect's classics.

The senior records in the sect did not lie to her.

After all, the stories recorded in the sect's classics that she saw were a little over the top, so exaggerated that she almost thought they were reading folk legends.

It wasn't until she really walked out of the mountain gate and started to travel in the world that Yan Jing'an truly realized that the excessive remarks in the classics were not exaggerations, but facts in a certain sense. It was also at that time that when she walked out of the mountain gate, she

I was full of confidence, but now I am walking on thin ice.

The moment the other party pushed open the door and entered, Yan Jing'an knew that the information about herself and others had probably been leaked.

After all, this gathering... No, the place that should be called Yingtian now is occupied by the Mingjiao army. Even though the leader of this army is Zhu Yuanzhang, he used to be a monk and was related to Buddhism, but now his identity

He is still a member of Mingjiao.

The only explanation for the current situation is that the information about myself and others has been known to the other party.

Even if the information of their arrival is reported to the leader Yue Yuan, it will not be too surprising.

Because Yue Yuan came too simply.

From the look in her eyes, she could tell that the other person still had a dusty aura about him.

It was obvious that the other party had just arrived in Yingtian, and he came directly to his residence.

The only thing that surprised Yan Jing'an was that during her investigation, although Zhu Yuanzhang was ambitious, he personally controlled his ambition. When facing Yue Yuan, Zhu Yuanzhang chose loyalty.

Times are difficult.

Cihang Jingzhai in this era has long been inferior to the sect that has not been destroyed and has not been rebuilt. The wars in China for many years, coupled with the deliberate targeting of thoughtful people, have long ago made Cihang Jingzhai lose all the reputation it had in the Sui Dynasty.

Prestige and appeal. It can be said that the power represented by Cihang Jingzhai now has been greatly reduced compared to what it used to be.

After walking in the mountains, Yan Jing'an knew the difficulties involved.

Even though the Shaolin Temple is still considered the leader of the righteous path, it can only be considered one of them, and its power in the world has shrunk too much.

A series of circumstances have created the difficulties Cihang Jingzhai is facing now.

It was precisely because of this difficulty that Yan Jing'an had no choice but to make her own choice - the enemy of her enemy is her friend. In order to deal with Yue Yuan, she even contacted people in Yuan Ting and the people who stood in Yuan Dynasty.

The demon sect behind the court.

Unfortunately, according to her information, Pang Ban, who is known as the magician, seemed to have accepted the invitation from the Prince of Ruyang and went to the Bright Summit of the Mingjiao General Altar.

The results are self-evident.

What is Cihang Jingzhai’s most powerful weapon?

Sword Code?

No!

It's not the most powerful weapon.

As descendants of Cihang Jingzhai for generations, we all know that the most powerful weapon of Cihang Jingzhai is themselves.

You are your greatest weapon.

But at this time, Yan Jing'an seemed at a loss like a little girl who had encountered a villain. Even though she was forcibly suppressing her frightened posture, the turbulence in her heart could not help but surge, and she could not control the emotions in her thoughts.

fear.

As for resistance?

Yan Jing'an was very aware of current affairs, so this thought just made a small circle in her heart and was suppressed.

Now she behaves almost like a bridal bride who is ready to be picked by anyone.

Facing Yue Yuan, Yan Jing'an knew that she could only be a junior to him. The so-called strategies in front of him were all just a joke in a certain sense. At this moment, she did not do anything unnecessary.

Instead, he seriously asked the essence of the problem directly.

Yan Jing'an still has her own opinions about this man after studying it in classics and books for so long.

Yue Yuan, what do you want to do?

What is his real goal?

Becoming a king and becoming an ancestor?

proclaim oneself emperor?

In her opinion, this position is easily accessible to Yue Yuan.

Even though the Mingjiao is so powerful now, expelling the Tartars and restoring China, in Yan Jing'an's view, the opponent's goal is definitely not that simple.

Because...this world is really too easy for him.

"Expel the Tartars and restore China."

"This is justice."

"The trail is very simple."

"I want to be the emperor."

Yue Yuan met Yan Jing'an's gaze and gave his answer with a smile. His tone was high and his tone was ups and downs. An ordinary person would probably be shocked by this dream.

, so he bowed his head and bowed.

However, Yan Jing'an didn't believe it.

"You used to dare to choose the right one for you. Why are you so... so weak now?"

"Miss Yan, you should be able to surpass your predecessors."

After taking a sip of herbal tea, Yue Yuan sighed with a very disappointed tone.

disappointment.

Not literally, but truly disappointed.

Once upon a time, the descendants of Cihang Jingzhai came out with great momentum, and everyone in the world knew that they came for the right emperor, but now... the current Cihang Jingzhai is disappointing, and it is worse than before.

Too much.

At the beginning, they acted with conspiracy, but now Cihang Jingzhai seems to be more scheming in Yue Yuan's opinion.

When saying this, Yue Yuan also made movements on his hands.

Stretch out your right hand.

In Yan Jing'an's worried eyes, he reached directly to her mouth.

Gently parting her tightly pursed jade lips, he directly reached in with his fingers, pinched her tongue, and pulled it out, looking disappointed that there was no white lotus in her mouth.

He let go and casually wiped the saliva from his fingers.

Yue Yuan then continued.

"Oh!"

"Miss Yan, you came to Yingtian this time for Zhu Yuanzhang, right?"

"Why...you want to poach my Ming Cult?"

"Or maybe it's because of Zhu Yuanzhang's experience as a monk that he became the right son in your eyes, Cihang Jingzhai?"

Yan Jing'an's face turned red and embarrassed. Her purpose was revealed by Yue Yuan's words. Faced with Yue Yuan's jokes and actions, she could only bite the bullet and respond.

The almost frivolous behavior just now dealt a psychological blow to her.

It's a pity that Yan Jing'an didn't know that what she learned about Zhu Yuanzhang was not as simple as she imagined. At least from Yue Yuan's understanding, although this subordinate of hers had once been a monk, this experience made Zhu Yuanzhang hate monks.

the root cause.

This is a character who truly climbed up from the lowest level. The days when he was a monk were not a good experience for Zhu Yuanzhang, but it allowed him to see through the true face of the temple.

Recalling the letter Zhu Yuanzhang reported, the handwriting on it was obviously written by his wife Ma Dajiao, which constantly demonstrated his disgust for Buddhism. There was also a calligraphy written by Zhu Yuanzhang himself that was comparable to a dog crawling.

He looked at it and frowned.

Whether it was superficial work or real intentions, Yan Jing'an chose the wrong goal from the beginning.

Mr. Right?

It was his Yuan who had the final say.

Just when Yue Yuan was about to continue speaking, he was suddenly startled, turned his head suddenly, and looked towards the closed door.

Outside.

Someone is coming up.

outside the door.
Chapter completed!