After finishing the previous episode, Xie Yiqiao and Moros stood face to face, silent for a few seconds.

Xie Yiqiao said quietly: "This plot is not good."

As soon as Moros heard it, he leaned over and held Xiao Qiao between his arms: "Why not?"

Xie Yiqiao glanced at him: "If you punish me in the future, will you also learn from Emperor Ziwei and not allow me to touch my hair?" He widened his eyes, "I can't bear it."

Moros bowed his head and kissed his lovely eyes: "I will never punish you in this way."

Xie Yiqiao was taken aback by his kiss: "Yes, yes."

"I can choose what makes us both comfortable."

From afar, Molos in black robes and the handsome Xie Yiqiao in Tsing Yi are very close. The tall Molos wraps Xiao Qiao in his arms and carefully kisses his beautiful eyes. The picture is so beautiful that people can't imagine Bookmark it.

The onlookers didn't even bother to boo. The new assistant excitedly took out his smart brain to take a sneak shot. The colleague next to her patted her: "Hey, I'm gone, I'm off to work."

The assistant reluctantly put away the smart brain, and the colleague said with a smile: "Okay, there are not too many opportunities to see the great god and Xiao Qiao show their affection, and I don't worry about not being able to take pictures."

Xie Yiqiao took off the hood and came out, only to hear Xiao Bai and Xiao Sheng whispering with their heads together.

"Baibai, isn't Uncle Mo's hair really comfortable? Otherwise, why would Uncle Qiao in the play prefer to learn the art of war, martial arts and practice calligraphy just to touch his hair?"

Mo Bai looked at his yearning look, as if if Papa Ross was standing in front of him now, he would be able to pounce on him and touch him, and hurriedly said: "Don't make up his mind, Papa Ross only gives Joe If dad touches it, even my sister will get spanked."

He looked at Gu Zisheng's eager little eyes, struggled for two seconds, and lay down on the ground, turning into a little black cat: "Forget it, I'll touch it for you again."

Gu Zisheng immediately reached out his hand to smooth the hair happily.

Now that the two had a good time, Xie Yiqiao went to re-apply the makeup film with Moros, and the plot continued after a short rest.

According to what Mo said, Yan Jinjun took the three relatives down the waterway after dawn the next day.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters continued along the way, and riots even occurred in many places, which made it very difficult for them to walk.But no matter how hard it is during the day, before going to sleep, Mo will be pulled to the cave for six hours of training on time.Because the time in Dongtian is not synchronized with the outside world, sometimes as long as Yan Jinjun has not fallen, the teachings of Emperor Ziwei are really extraordinary.

But in just three years, the naive young man who was ignorant of the world has almost transformed into another look.

Originally picturesque and handsome eyebrows and eyes have been stimulated by the simulated battlefield training to have an iron-blooded temperament. Just a light sweep of the cold eyes can make people frightened and dare not disobey a little.

Only in front of Emperor Ziwei, did he show a little bit of his innocent youth.

And during these three years, apart from teaching Yan Jinjun the basic knowledge of becoming an emperor, Emperor Ziwei also did another thing.

He appears in front of people in the form of a black cat, and whenever there are happy events such as the completion of a new home or a promotion in the family, he will fall on the roof of that family.

At first, when he appeared, everyone was panicked.

"Black cat!"

"The black cat is alive!"

"Oh, hurry up and burn incense to ask our ancestors to bless us. What evil did we do to cause the black cat to appear and land on the roof of our house?"

As a result, not long after the black cat appeared, a happy event happened at home.

"Master, the transfer order has come down! Upgrade to sixth rank, sixth rank!"

"Okay, okay! Who said black cats are bad omens, I think they are good omens, big good omens!"

Over time, the name of this black cat became famous all over the Yu Dynasty, and the world was looking forward to the appearance of that unique black cat with blue eyes.

Until one time, there was a drought for a whole year in the area not far from Liwangcheng in the central part of Dayu.

And on the day when the first rain finally fell, the black cat arrived and landed on the gate of the city. His indifferent eyes looked at the people who were overjoyed to tell everyone because of his appearance.

He has no pity and love for this common people, the reason why he did this...

Just for that one person in the crowd.

When the people saw the black cat at the gate of the city, it was as if they had seen a life-saving straw. The severe drought in the past year had already tortured these people beyond human form. In an instant, he pinned his hope of survival on the black cat.

"Black cat! It's a black cat!"

"Something good must happen!"

"Master Black Cat, please give us some rain! The crops are all dry, if this continues, we will have no way out!"

"Master Black Cat, please give us rain!"

More and more people gathered at the gate of the city. I don't know who knelt down first, and suddenly a large group of people knelt down, begging Mr. Black Cat to hear their prayers.

He didn't know who it was, but he suddenly felt wet on his cheeks. He thought he was crying because of being too excited. He raised his hand to wipe off the drops of water on his cheeks, only to find that another drop of water had landed on the back of his hand.

The commoner was stunned for a long while before finally realizing it. He was overjoyed and shook the shoulders of his companions crazily: "It's rain! It's rain!"

"The rain is coming!"

"Master Black Cat has heard our prayers!"

"There is a way out!"

The people knelt on the ground piously. Under the great joy, the black cat seemed to have become the first-class belief in their hearts. Someone shouted: "Master Cat God!"

Everyone shouted: "Master Cat God!"

"Master Cat God!"

While the people shouted in unison, a slender young man with sharp eyebrows appeared behind the black cat.

The cat god in the mouth of the people, unexpectedly fell into the arms of the boy obediently.

The people were in a trance for a while, and suddenly heard a misty voice, as if the voice sounded right next to their ears, but it was unpredictable: "The master of the cat god is the son of heaven."

"Ah? Son of Heaven!!!" The people looked at each other in blank dismay, and buried their heads on the ground in fear, not daring to blaspheme the majesty of the Son of Heaven.

With Emperor Ziwei personally building momentum, Yan Jinjun quickly gathered a group of subordinates, occupied the easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack Tianzhu City in the south, and went straight up the river to attack the Forbidden City.

His life experience was revealed by Su Rou. He was originally the prince of the Holy Majesty, but the Holy Majesty was stupid. Seeing that there were always black cats around Su Rou's empress, he was not happy. After she gave birth to the prince, he secretly ordered her to be executed.

Surou was rescued by his loyal subordinates and escaped, and ran all the way to the mountain stronghold in the west. The servants and guards around him were almost dead, only Biyu and Qingyu were left.

In other words, Yan Jinjun's blood is the orthodox Tian family's blood, not a traitor or a traitor.

Therefore, wherever he went, the cities along the way opened their gates and surrendered without a fight.

As his power grew, the fatuous and troubled king finally noticed that he had such a son, and that the rebellion was about to come to his door. He ordered the army to encircle and suppress him in a hurry, but he was put under house arrest by the officials and the army. The throne was vacated, and the general rushed to the direction of Yan Jinjun's army, ready to welcome their new monarch.

All the ministers were waiting for their rightful and wise king, but Yan Jinjun's army, which was supposed to take advantage of the situation to attack in one fell swoop, was stationed in a mountain and did not move.

In the temporary marching tent, Yan Jinjun frowned and looked at the master sitting on the chair.

Even though the chairs and tents were crude, but Master's desolate appearance made him feel like he was sitting out of the tent from the Immortal Palace.

Yan Jinjun shook off untimely thoughts, frowned and said, "Master, what is going on with your body?"

If you just look at the cold appearance of the master, I'm afraid there is nothing wrong with the master.If it wasn't for Yan Jinjun who sneaked out of the master's tent at night and happened to hear the extremely suppressed coughing inside, and smelled a trace of blood with the tip of his sensitive nose, he might be confused by the master's appearance.

Emperor Ziwei said, "Nothing."

"I don't care. If the master doesn't say anything, I will order the army not to leave. Just stay here and see who can spend more." Yan Jinjun, who is known as the Shura on the battlefield, rarely plays tricks. When his loyal subordinates found out, they were probably so shocked that they couldn't even close their jaws.

Emperor Ziwei was a little helpless. After all, he was raised by this child for several years, and then taught him for several years in turn, and he always softened his heart.

Seeing that Master was a little loose, Yan Jinjun hurriedly said: "Tell me, Master, I know, Master's deterioration of health has something to do with me, right? Is it because I did something wrong and made your star dim? By the way, Master seems to say that I have the Ziwei Qi you want in me, can this thing cure you?"

Emperor Ziwei was taken aback, he didn't expect his apprentice to be so keen.

His appearance is indeed because of Yan Jinjun. The emperor should not have intervened in mundane affairs. The result of his insistence on taking action is that a large amount of Ziwei Qi in his body has been lost, resulting in weakness.

Speaking of which, Tuer's last sentence hit the point.Disciple is a destined person, and the Ziwei Qi in his body is strong and vigorous, if he voluntarily crosses over, it will not cause any loss to his body.

So Emperor Ziwei said: "That's right, your Ziwei Qi can cure me."

Yan Jinjun frowned with a smile. Only in front of Master and the other three relatives would he smile like a child like this: "Then Master, take it away quickly, take it all away!"

"You don't have to take it all away, just give me a little to support my consumption."

"I listen to Master, how do you want to get it?"

"...the method of blending water and milk."

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