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Chapter 414 Thousand-mile pursuit!

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    Qin Jie raised his head, spread his hands and said with a smile: "At least judging from the stories over the years, Yun Zhengming is more like Shura's son than me, because he is darker than me and more miserable than me. "This does not mean anything.  You know, the reason why everyone is speculating that you are Shura's son now is because the former general manager used his eyes to discover you in Shenzhou City.  " "But what he saw may not be true. In fact, Shinhwa Group finally rejected his view. The chief director Qu Zi suppressed him into Youge as proof.  " Li Tong looked at him quietly. After being silent for a long time, he suddenly said: "But have you ever thought about why the Taoist sect had such a strong reaction if the general manager was just wrong?  Why would the big director return to the human kingdom and personally suppress it?  I don't know what happened in Jiujing back then, but I had a vague feeling that it wouldn't be that simple.  " "Most things in the world are simple when you think about it, and complicated when you think about it. The reason why the big director personally took action to suppress Xie Junyuan back then was probably just because the old man was too obsessed with power and still wanted to cause a rain of blood in Shenzhou City.  The fishy wind killed the son of Shura in his imagination, and the chief director cared about the world and Taoism. Will he be allowed to provoke another war between Taoism and Qingmengzhai?  Qin Jie said calmly: "I have thought about these things, but you probably haven't thought about it. Even if Xie Junyuan is the most amazing general manager of Shinhwa Group in a century, light and darkness are always realms beyond the human world. Why can he see through them?"  The arrangement of Shura's hierarchical existence?  Maybe the truth that Xie Junyuan saw back then was just the truth in the mirror, so he mistook fiction for reality. I was just an illusion cast by Shura into the world, a dummy in the mirror, but Yun Zhengming was not there  In this mirror, he is the real side.  "The door of the Taoist temple slowly opened. The burning torch was disturbed by the air gushing out of the temple. The light around the stone steps suddenly became a little flickering and uneasy. The blood-red divine robe slowly fluttered in the night wind, and Li Tong cried out.  Li Tong walked out indifferently and looked at her figure. Everyone, including the department manager, quickly bowed and saluted. Li Tong did not have any conversation with the cultivators in the Taoist Temple, nor did he accept the worship of the Qi State Sect Master.  She got on the divine chariot, took 500 Shinhwa Group guardian knights and dozens of subordinates, and left like this. The divine chariot arrived at dusk, and she was about to leave soon after dark. She left the Shinhwa Group and came to this earthly country.  The subordinates who seemed to have come here specifically to meet with Qin Jie and treat Zhang Chuchu's illness could no longer suppress the shock in their hearts. They looked towards the dark window above the Taoist Temple in confusion.  It seems that the relationship between Qing Mengzhai and the vice chairman is unexpectedly close. The burly Luo Kedi walked silently behind the chariot.  Looking at the graceful figure looming in the veil of the divine chariot with an indifferent expression, the fanatical and greedy look in your eyes appears and disappears. You are obsessed with practicing Taoism, but you are really the one in the eyes of believers who only cares about the world and does not even know the fireworks of the world.  Li Tong? He thought silently that he would use Qingmengzhai's influence to strengthen his position in the Shinhwa Group. How could such a person really not understand the fireworks of the world?  The border is even colder than winter has come, and the withered yellow leaves are blowing silently all over the ground, breaking into powder with a crisp sound. Since early morning, most of the streets have been under martial law, and the streets have been completely closed.  There was no one in sight, but even so, the cultivators were still standing with their backs to the street, staring at all the movable objects in front of them, including the fallen leaves. All of this was because they were moving slowly in the long street.  That huge divine chariot, that divine chariot just entered the city from the south city gate and headed towards the north city gate. That divine chariot was gorgeous and huge, as if it was like a moving Taoist temple with hundreds of guardian cultivators in front and behind.  Logically speaking, it and dozens of subordinates should be walking very slowly. In fact, it was indeed walking slowly at this time. However, the magical thing is that this divine chariot was still in the capital of Qi in the south a few days ago.  At this time, it appeared in the far north, which in itself was almost a miracle. The veil around the chariot was very thin. Even if it dropped countless layers like cold willows in the fog on the lakeside in winter, it still could not completely isolate the light and cold wind.  There was a bit of coldness in the divine chariot, and it turned into a hot mist when he breathed. But Li Tong was still wearing the thin blood-red divine robe, and his bare feet were lightly stepping on the carpet, and he seemed not to feel any chill at all.  . Yun Zhengming and his fallen knights successfully broke through several lines of defense of the Shinhwa Group, and seemed to blend into the land, entering the grassland quietly. In the eyes of many people, the Shinhwa Group was hostile to this traitor.  The pursuit of the teacher can only go so far, so??Even a thousand years ago, when the general manager rebelled, the Taoist sect never tried to enter the grassland to pursue him.  Because that seemingly barren but actually fertile land does not belong to the Central Plains people.  The divine radiance from heaven has not completely covered that place.  However, to everyone¡¯s surprise, the vice chairman¡¯s chariot continued to head towards the grassland.  The chilling autumn wind became stronger and stronger on the grassland. At a certain moment, it blew up all the heavy curtains around the sacred chariot. Only then did the cultivators discover in shock that the graceful figure of the vice chairman was no longer there.  In the wilderness to the northwest, there are mountains that are not very steep. There are hot springs in the mountains, and a thin lake as blue as the sea beside the mountains. The lake is shaped like a beautiful woman's waist.  The autumn wind blows gently among the cliffs, and the blood-red divine robe on Li Tong's body makes a rustling sound, and the white waistline is extremely charming, just like the thin blue lake under the cliff, which can make countless people in the world willingly drown in it.  Looking at the fires beside the blue lake in the distance, the expression on her face did not change at all. Just like becoming the vice chairman, these are all things that come naturally to her.  Since she promised Qin Jie that she would personally kill the mad dog, she would definitely do it, no matter whether she had to chase him to the end of the world or to the ends of the earth, whether in the Central Plains or the grassland.  It is as blue as the sea and is shaped like a waist. It is actually just a long and narrow lake in the north. Qin Jie once stayed here, and Wang Yushan and the girls from Yandang Mountain rested here. Many interesting stories happened here.  , and Li Tong had heard these stories in the hanging basket in the mist.  Unfortunately, when she came to this blue lake, what she faced was not the young girl with wet black hair behind the hot spring curtain, Wang Yushan, nor the food in Shenzhou City, but the stone piles by the lake in the distance.  There were several bonfires in the room and dozens of people around the fire.  After being attacked by Qin Jie at Honglian Temple, Yun Zhengming fell into a half-conscious and half-mad state of mind. Fortunately, he was taken away by his loyal subordinates. After he woke up or sobered up, he had no time to sigh or feel depressed, so he took him with him.  With these subordinates, he embarked on the journey north without wavering.  During the thousand-mile journey, Yun Zhengming relied on his many years of prestige in the Shinhwa Group to once again successfully break through the numerous defense lines set up by the Shinhwa Group. He also gathered many of the most loyal subordinates and gave these people precious sitting pills, thereby eliminating the casualties.  The tragic team of fallen knights became stronger again.  Sitting next to the fire, Yun Zhengming looked pale. From time to time he picked up a handkerchief and covered his mouth. He couldn't cover his coughs and couldn't prevent the white handkerchief from being stained red by the blood he coughed up.  In a battle with Qin Jie in the autumn rain of Honglianguan, he was seriously injured and has not fully recovered yet. He looked at the blue lake in front of him and looked at the thin people walking on the lake piled up by the cold autumn wind.  Bo Bingkuo couldn't help but remain silent as he thought about how his life had been changed when he entered the grassland from here two years ago.  At this moment, a few clear white ripples suddenly passed through the depths of the turquoise and blue Qiu Lake. The black shadows in front of the water waves were obviously left by fish. Just to stir up such a big splash, the fish  How big does it have to be?  Yun Zhengming looked at the blood-stained snow-white handkerchief in his hand, suddenly smiled to himself, put the handkerchief back into his sleeve, then stood up slowly and looked at the girl wearing a dark red divine robe on the other side of the lake.  The divine robe was very thin, but the red dye on it was very thick, as thick as blood. When it fell on the beautiful body of the girl, it was as smooth as red velvet, and even had a solemn and solemn feeling.  Yun Zhengming was very familiar with this bloody divine robe. In the past few years, he had seen the vice chairman wearing this bloody robe on the ink jade throne countless times. He had also imagined countless times that this bloody robe seemed to be stained.  What would it be like to wear the divine robe stained with the bloodstains of hundreds of millions of people on my body?  "It's a pity that the new owner of this bloody divine robe is not him.  Yun Zhengming is also very familiar with the new owner of the robe of judgment.  Many years ago, when he was emerging and about to shine, a little girl wearing a cyan Taoist robe, with a stubborn, proud and indifferent expression, came to him under the respectful guidance of a cultivator.  From that day on, the names Li Tong and Yun Zhengming were often compared. One was Li Tong, and the other was the Son of God of the Shinhwa Group. They left and entered the Shinhwa Group at the same time. However, what made him feel endless humiliation was  , he has never defeated her, never been ahead of her.  When he entered the Golden Core stage, she had already seen the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage. Two years ago on the grassland, he was about to enter the Nascent Soul stage before her, but something happened tragically. And immediately after, he  Only then did she realize with some loneliness and bitterness that she could have entered the Nascent Soul stage at any time.  Yun Zhengming knew very well that he and Li Tong would definitely have a battle in this life. Otherwise, he could not let himselfHis Taoist heart is truly clear, just like Qin Jie's meaning to his Taoist journey.  
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