One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

"In this case, there should be an answer to what happened to the people of the Zhuang family."

"...Hmph." The old man with a dark face sneered, "You have committed your own crimes, so you can't live."

For some reason, his moves became somewhat random, allowing Xun Jianzhang's white characters to gobble up everywhere.

"Have you thought about how to greet her old man?" Xun Jianzhang asked with a smile.

"What should I do?"

"You are the ideal successor of the Dynasty of Truth." The old man said in surprise, "You are more powerful than me, the unworthy descendant who stigmatized her old man, why don't you show it well?"

Zhao Changlie was expressionless: "The Truth Front has never claimed to be the successor. My views are absolutely different from hers."

"According to the records in the history books, she should appreciate you more."

Xun Jianzhang shook his head and said, "It's one thing to appreciate it, but it's another thing to do it..."

Bai Zihu occupies the chessboard and kills all directions, while Hei Zihu can barely defend under Zhao Changlie's platoon.

"She's human after all, and above all—"

Zhao Changlie took Xun Jianzhang's words: "She is not the emperor now."

"Yeah, not the emperor." Xun Jianzhang recalled the painting hanging in his office, shook his head and smiled, "She was not suitable to be an emperor in the first place, and now that she is not an emperor, it is easier..."

"...sentimental."

Both old people knew what kind of "feelings" this "passionate" meant.

"Who would have thought." The old man holding white said helplessly, "The love of our ancestors is so deep that it makes people headache."

"She knows it in her heart." Zhao Changlie said calmly, "Otherwise she wouldn't have done that yesterday."

"You want us to give her an answer."

Xun Jianzhang sighed, "Changlie, do you have the answer?"

Zhao Changlie tapped the chessboard: "Not enough?"

Compared with Xun Jianzhang's white stones, his sunspots are at least one-third less.

"Luo Long will step down as the principal of Daxia College after ten years." The old man said coldly, "This is my bottom line."

Xun Jianzhang smiled and said, "I'm not that pushy...Of course you plan to do this, and I will definitely not stop you. Changlie, the answer I want to ask is the answer you are going to give her."

Zhao Changlie frowned and asked, "Do you think I'll be on her side?"

"It's hard to say." The old man rubbed the chess piece, "Her side is also the country's side, isn't it?"

"She can represent that dynasty."

Zhao Changlie dropped the last chess piece: "But she can't represent Jiuhua."

The old man looked at his old friend and said indifferently: "About this point - she herself knows better than anyone else. Similarly, she would not want us to think on her side."

"Because she is Emperor Zhenxian, she is... Gu Wulian."

"Chief!"

A guard stood outside the courtyard, raised his hand in salute and said, "That Ms. Gu has arrived."

"Understood, follow my previous arrangement." Xun Jianzhang waved his hand when he heard the voice.

"Let's go Changlie, we can't let our ancestors wait for us there."

"……What are you doing?"

Zhao Changlie frowned tightly: "Why didn't you let someone notify you in advance?"

Xun Jianzhang was stunned: "You don't think I'm not prepared for etiquette, do you?"

"I don't care what arrangements you made." Zhao Changlie said blankly, "But I have to change clothes."

When the old man heard this, he burst out laughing: "Where did you come from, Chang Lie, you still need to change into new clothes?"

"You don't change?" Zhao Changlie asked back.

"..."

Xun Jianzhang was silent for a moment, then took two quick steps towards the entrance of the courtyard, and shouted outside: "Xiao Liu! Take Ms. Gu for 15 minutes first, and bring her here after 15 minutes!"

After saying this, the old man turned his head and coughed: "This way the head office..."

Zhao Changlie had disappeared.

"His grandma's!"

Xun Jianzhang scolded: "Old man, shameless!"

The old man who said this also quickly left the courtyard and rushed towards his living room.

Chapter 120 Three - "I will bear it myself"

Gu Wulian did not expect that his first trip to Yujing would be so hasty.

She has been yearning for the capital of Jiuhua for a long time, and she wanted to find a good time with Yan Lu and Su Mengchuan... Well, if possible, bring Ji Liqing with her, and come to Yujing with these girls to have fun.

It's just that she didn't have a chance to shop for today's trip.

Starting from the apartment, they picked her up and sent her all the way to the safest compound in the world.

It's just that after going around for about ten minutes on the road, she was sent to an ordinary-looking old-style bungalow.

"The two chiefs are already waiting for you inside."

After the guard finished speaking, he left quickly, leaving only Gu Wulian standing in front of the door.

The white-haired girl put her hand on the door, with complicated emotions.

To be honest, although she has already made preparations, when it comes time to face the helm of this era, it is impossible for her to be completely calm.

How should I face them?elder?Not too good, they are all old people too, and I am not much different from them in terms of actual age.

After slowly exhaling, Ms. Gu showed 12 points of solemnity and solemnity, and pushed the door open.

"... Are you sick, old man? Why are you hanging so many cards?"

"I have, you don't."

"You fart! Mine is better than yours..."

"……few?"

In the room, two hale and hearty old men were pulling each other, one of them was wearing a black and gold military uniform, and the front of the military uniform was covered with dense medals, almost overlapping; while the other old man was wearing a simple and capable Chinese tunic suit, nothing Frills and contrasts.

Outside the door, the solemn-looking white-haired girl kept pushing the door open. Looking at the two old men who seemed to be pinching each other, she opened her mouth.

The two old men and the petite but serious girl looked at each other, looking at each other, and the room fell into unspeakable embarrassment.

"Chang Lie..."

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit solemnly helped him arrange the medals, and said earnestly: "You are a bit vain, you can do it almost, why hang so many, it is troublesome to sort it out."

"..." Zhao Changlie looked at Xun Jianzhang expressionlessly, but did not speak.

The latter turned to face Gu Wulian very naturally, and said with a smile, "I made you laugh, Ms. Gu."

He didn't choose to call him "Old Ancestor" or "Emperor Zhenxian", but directly called Gu Wulian Ms. Gu.

"My name is Xun Jianzhang, and this old man's name is Zhao Changlie. His job title doesn't mean anything to you, so I won't mention it. As for calling us, it's up to you."

Gu Wulian, who came back to his senses, looked at the two old men who were only a few steps away from him, and the confusion in his heart suddenly calmed down.

"Not at all." The white-haired girl's eyes softened, "Isn't that good?"

"Ms. Gu."

Zhao Changlie said that although the old man's voice was hoarse, he didn't have the slightest hint of staleness: "Please don't get me wrong, he and I are still rivals at the moment."

"What do you mean by telling Ms. Gu the news of the high-level discord as soon as you come up?" Xun Jianzhang straightened his back and coughed twice, "Who do you plan to ask for help?"

Zhao Changlie didn't look sideways: "Just tell the truth."

The little old man shook his head, looked at Gu Wulian, and said helplessly, "Don't mind Ms. Gu, Chang Lie is like this, we have serious internal conflicts... Although it is indeed a trouble, it is also a healthy competition That's right."

Xun Jianzhang spread his hand towards the chairs in the room: "Sit down first, it's not a problem to just stand like this."

Gu Wulian, who relaxed a lot, nodded with a smile: "Okay."

"Where should we start talking about this matter?" After Gu Wulian took a sip of tea, Xun Jianzhang picked up the cup of tea in his hand and said with a smile, "I'm afraid the things we are going to talk about today are indispensable. .”

"What about natural disasters?" Zhao Changlie asked.

Gu Wulian nodded: "Yes."

"Then this will be handed over to Chang Lie." The old god Xun Jianzhang was holding tea on the ground, "The capable cultivators are basically in his hands, even if it is me, I can't ask a few to come over."

Zhao Changlie didn't care about Xun Jianzhang's voice at all: "Ms. Gu should have a general idea about natural disasters. It is a terrorist organization targeting our Jiuhua. I think Ms. Gu's doubts about this organization should be...why we failed to disseminate it. Complete eradication."

Gu Wulian shook his head: "I still don't have a comprehensive understanding of Jiuhua's true national strength, so I don't want to jump to conclusions."

After the room was quiet for a while, Zhao Changlie said: "The first time we encircled and suppressed the natural disaster, we almost completely destroyed it—in fact, at that time, we once thought that the natural disaster had indeed been destroyed."

"31 years ago, a small mountain village in the north of Jiuhua was buried by a landslide. That village was so remote that no one would even know that it was covered by rocks and mud if someone hadn't gone back to visit relatives."

"This is the first time a natural disaster has carried out such a brutal attack in Jiuhua."

Zhao Changlie put his hand on the armrest, the black pupils under the folded eyelids shone with coldness, as if the tragedy 31 years ago was right in front of his eyes.

"There are 26 people in the village, and only one survived."

"Our people followed the clues to find the clues left by the natural disaster. It was probably the first time such an attack was carried out, and the hands and tails were not cleaned up."

The old man's voice was slow and calm, but with the intent of cutting like a howling cold wind: "I led a team and raided the natural disaster headquarters. There were 160 seven people in total, and no one was left alive."

"Originally, this matter needs to be put on the table - to give an explanation to that village, and to let those bastards know what the price of doing this is."

"But the team I led back then had a lot of energetic young people, and my own state of mind was far from being as peaceful as it is today."

"...So, the method is a little bit harsh, and it's not suitable to put it on the bright side."

In a few words, the old man named Chang Lie exposed 12 points of bloody murder.

"After that, the natural disasters that were reorganized after being wiped out will be much more restrained, and they are basically small troubles."

After being silent for a while, Gu Wulian asked softly, "How is the person who survived now?"

"I'm having a good time." Zhao Changlie replied, "I like fishing very much, and I'm doing what I want to do."

Only then did the girl feel relieved, and asked again: "Isn't it the same for the follow-up actions against natural disasters that failed?"

Zhao Changlie nodded: "I already knew more than ten years ago that they can't be killed. There is only one way to completely wipe out natural disasters and similar organizations."

When he said this, Xun Jianzhang smiled and said: "As for how to implement this method, Chang Lie is already doing it, but he will not tell anyone, including you and me, Ms. Gu."

Zhao Changlie didn't say anything, it should be acquiescence.

"That is to say, how to deal with natural disasters, you already have a plan, don't you?" Gu Wulian said thoughtfully, "Then what happened in Junmi City..."

"The picture is not small." Zhao Changlie lowered his eyes slightly, "The Xuantian Pagoda must be a cover, and Ms. Gu's credit should be known within today."

"...a pretense?"

The white-haired girl was a little surprised: "I personally participated in the arrest that night. Is that also a natural disaster's strategy?"

"I don't believe any 'coincidence' intelligence reports."

The old man's voice was hoarse and cold: "There are people in Yuelong who are good at using fire. It's not good who shows flaws in natural disasters, but it's the same fire control people who show flaws?"

"...But Team Leader Ji seems to think so."

"I let him think so." Zhao Changlie replied calmly, "Since the natural disaster wants us to be fooled, then we might as well show him. What's more..."

He glanced at Gu Wulian: "After Ms. Gu finished what she did yesterday, the arrangement of natural disasters is completely chaotic. After losing all the cultivators who can be called, no matter how exquisite the plan is, it will be impossible if there is no manpower." Empty talk."

Gu Wulian frowned and thought, "But... how about ordinary people?"

"Natural disasters have been suppressed by us for decades, and they no longer make senseless attacks."

Xun Jianzhang said: "Any big move must have foresight, not just for the sake of destruction. To achieve this kind of foresight, it is impossible to achieve this kind of foresight only with the power of ordinary people, not practitioners."

Zhao Changlie and Gu Wulian looked at each other: "Ordinary people can't ignore it. After all, cultivators have scarce resources, and natural disasters don't have the capital to pile up many cultivators. But any action that wants to cause huge damage must be led by cultivators. Otherwise, no matter whether it is Yuanling equipment or anything else, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to control it, let alone cause damage."

The words of the two old men finally made Gu Wulian put down the troubles that happened in Junmi City. From this point of view, after she made a move yesterday, the natural disaster was settled.

"And now that we've talked about this..." Xun Jianzhang took a sip of his tea, put the teacup by his hand, and his expression was no longer as gentle as before.