The more you are, the more you are.

An elegant man with his hands covering his wide sleeves was lazily leaning on a stone pillar. He swung his wide sleeves, and was holding a round and red-colored vermillion fruit in his palm.

Bite on the vermillion fruit in one bite, and juice splashed everywhere on it, giving birth to a fragrant aura.

In a blink of an eye, a red fruit had already eaten. It blasted the core of the fruit in its hand, like a bullet, slashing the air from mid-air, and a sharp sonic boom sounded.

The core hits the whole body of gold, just like the metal cast by gold.

A sunken trace appeared, and the fruit core seemed to be embedded in it. King Jin spitted a sputum lightly, looking at the craftsman suddenly kneeling down and putting his companion room.

King Jin walked slowly, raised his arm lazily, and finally slapped the shoulder of the official in charge, and said in a frivolous tone: "Is it your own trick?"

"Or I personally ask?"

King Jin shook his head and said without any interest: "Forget it, there is no need to ask."

"I dare to cut corners, and there is no need to live."

"Drag everything down and leave it to the Imperial City Department for handling."

He took out another red fruit, and the King of Jin chewed the red fruit and left.

Xiahou Luolan stood on an attic, her dress swaying in the wind, her beautiful eyes calmly stared at the direction of the palace, and her red lips squirmed: "You have changed a lot, King Jin."

Behind Xiahou Luolan, King Jin stepped on the stairs to the attic, and said in a slightly vague manner as he ate something, "I have experienced life and death, and have been eating for so many years, how could it be that there was no change, aunt?"

King Jin came to Xiahou Luolan, sat upright on the railing, and gently swayed in the air outside the attic, and slowly preached: "The Great Wei established a country and wanted to build an altar to worship the Emperor of Heaven."

"The Yue people built an altar, and I watched it myself. As long as I modify it, I can use it."

"I have to worry about other etiquettes, and I have to take care of it."

"The matter of establishing a country in three months can be completed. I don't know if my aunt recently chose to worship the heaven and become king."

"Or choose auspicious day?"

Xiahou Luolan shook his head slightly, his crimson hair flew, and he answered the question, "As the great disaster begins, you two brothers walk out of the dungeon, it is a disaster, not a blessing."

King Jin sneered and replied calmly: "If we don't leave the dungeon, in our case, we have become a defeated dog, and we can barely save our lives."

"But there is no possibility of getting out of the dungeon anymore. You will be imprisoned until death for the rest of your life."

"Instead of doing this, it's better to come out and fight once."

King Jin threw away half of the fruit in his hand, and was not interested in continuing to eat it. He gently wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "This time the great disaster occurred, not only did I have the opportunity to walk out of the dungeon, but the unattainable immortal gods in the past are now within reach."

"I came more and more not only for the establishment of the country in the Great Wei Dynasty."

King Jin came down from the railing, straightened his waist and spine like a dragon. He solemnly bowed to Xiahou Luolan and said, "I would like to take a hawk and dog for my aunt."

Xiahou Luolan looked at King Jin, but sighed faintly.

The gentleman who was once elegant and gentle is dead, but now he is in front of him a real villain.

After the King of Jin bowed three times, before Xiahou Luolan agreed, the King of Jin had already stood up and walked under the stairs. Soon after, he had already walked out of the manor and came to the streets of Yuedu.

Since Chen State's Dangers stepped on Yuedu, Yuedu was destroyed, Yuedu was once abandoned, and the more people were forced to come.

Later, the Yue people were restored and the big kung sected again. Because of the Yue Kingdom's restoration, Yue people occupied a large number of Yue people. This time, Yue did not relocate the population again, but moved a large number of 53 states and Dingkou to the south.

After years of hard work, one-third of Yue land has come to Dingkou from the north, and this is very obvious in Yue, and nearly half of them are no longer Yue people.

The land of Yue is rich in poisonous weeds and poisonous insects, and a large number of caravans from the south are all entrenched in the capital of Yue.

The King of Jin was like an ordinary person, walking on the street, no longer the scene of the scene where there were no less than a hundred guards, slaves, and maids.

Yue people have no hair and tattoos, and their customs are very different from those in the East. Whether it is clear to Yue people.

Conflicts of different customs and collisions between civilizations will definitely happen frequently.

However, after years of integration, I have become accustomed to it now.

King Jin was wandering on the street with great enthusiasm, staying at street stalls from time to time, playing with the goods in his hands, like a wild man in the mountains who had never seen the world.

Only when you lose it will you realize the preciousness.

Things that were squandered in the past were like air. Only when you lost the moment will you truly understand the meaning of air.

Only in the dungeon did King Jin fully understand the essence. What he looked down upon in the past is now like a rare treasure.

As he walked, the King of Jin saw people surrounding him.

The crowd was layer after layer, like a pie, surrounded by a dense tree.

Seeing the crowds surging ahead, King Jin approached, and King Jin moved forward step by step. The crowd naturally gave up a way, and the people who avoided him did not notice their actions at all.

When the King of Jin came close, he clearly saw that surrounded by everyone in the center was a fortune telling stall.

An old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe was sitting upright behind the table.

The old Taoist has a childish face, her silver-white hair is tied up, her cheeks are filled with rosy light, her skin can be broken by the fingers, her forehead is wide and raised, like a misty breath, and her body is filled with dusty aura.

This is a capable fairy.

Anyone who sees it for the first time will have this idea in his heart.

Such faces are like birthday stars, and no one will be a liar in the world of gods and Buddhas.

King Jin glanced at him and could not see any clues, especially the long banner fluttering in the wind, which read on it that it was five hundred years before and five hundred years later, with a total of ten words.

What a big tone.

This is a liar.

This impression arises in an instant.

In the perception of King Jin, neither the true immortal nor the earth immortal could do it.

So is this mysterious powerful man in front of you?

That kind of chance is like walking on the street and being hit directly by the Nine-Turn Golden Pill.

Although he realized that the other party was a liar, King Jin still remained calm and treated it as a lively event.

The old Taoist was surging from all directions, but he did not go to the former.

One hexagram of ten gold.

This made people stop and they didn't dare to step forward at all.

The old Taoist's eyelids closed and he sat upright behind the table, like a statue that was motionless, allowing time to pass.

It lasted for a long time, and finally a wealthy businessman took the initiative to step forward.

The onlookers couldn't help but feel excited, and their eyes looked expectant.
Chapter completed!