Fish swimming around the world

Xiang Chen's face was red, he had a chicken claw stuck in his nostrils, and he was holding the incense burner in his hand. He obviously used this thing as a wine bowl, and he kept shouting: "Drink, drink, you can't..."

Jiang Fan's face was flushed, and he opened his chest and held the soup bowl in his hand: "Drink, who is afraid of who, you, you can't..."

Yu Qingcheng rolled his eyes speechlessly, but Zhang Zhiling felt a little strange. He knew Jiang Fan's drinking capacity, not to mention that he was almost invincible, but today it was obviously a bit too much, and he was definitely not pretending.

After being lost in thought for a moment, I secretly sighed and shook my head, but I was always a little relieved and satisfied. Jiang Xiaolang was still Jiang Xiaolang, the bastard who valued love and righteousness.

"There will always be a battle between Qin and Chu, boy, you should calm down." Zhang Zhiling said seriously while looking at Jiang Fan who was lying in the carriage and had not completely sobered up.

Jiang Fan burped, shook his head and sat up, his eyes a little blurry.

"...Master, do you know that since I came...to this world, the first time I felt brotherly affection was with that tiger thing? Do you think it's strange or not? He always screams for me. Kill me, and I know that he will really do it one day, but I can still feel that... he regards me as his younger brother..."

Zhang Zhiling looked at him and felt more and more that this young boy was filled with loneliness. It was a kind of loneliness that no one could explain. It was clearly in the world of mortals, but it seemed to be outside the world.

He had a feeling that this reclusive and independent young man seemed to be a banished immortal. He seemed to always want to ride the wind back home, but he could not break away from the fetters of this world. He was entangled and wandering, but he became more and more lonely.

Sighing softly: "It's not surprising, kid. Ideas belong to ideas, friendship belongs to friendship, people's hearts are long, and it's good to be able to handle important matters clearly."

Jiang Fan nodded: "I know, I know...but when I think that one day I will face Xiang Chen on the battlefield, and meet life and death, I feel like fate is playing tricks on me."

Zhang Zhiling smiled and said: "Boy, I can see that Xiang Chen really cares about you. This overlord of Southern Chu treats you differently. However, Xiang Chen is Xiang Chen after all, and he is also looking forward to the ultimate showdown with you. , For people like him, this is the best friendship and the best encounter. Even if he loses or dies, I believe he will end up with a smile and no regrets."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Is that so..."

Zhang Zhiling nodded affirmatively: "Isn't it the same in your heart when you continue martial arts for him? Heroes cherish heroes. He dominates the world and is full of pride. You are free and easy, playing in the world, but it does not prevent you from cherishing each other. Your meeting is not a fate. Foolish, it’s the best time God has given you to meet. Only in this age of great strife, your friendship will be even more valuable, and your collision will sparkle the most dazzlingly.”

Jiang Fan listened blankly, with ups and downs in his heart. What the master said seemed to make sense. In a peaceful era, if he and Xiang Chen had very different personalities, could they come together and put them aside? But there would never be a chance for such a collision. Let the other person see the most outstanding and powerful self, the best self...

"Yes, it seems to be true..." Jiang Fan sighed softly: "This is really the best of times..."

Zhang Zhiling nodded: "All heroes stand together, heroes smile proudly, even the pink and red are gorgeous, this is the best of times."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "Well, indeed, even the beauties are so gorgeous. Xiaocui, Xiaohong, Fuyao, Jincheng, Lingyun, Chanjuan, Xiaoqi, Dayan, Yang Xuanyi... too many to count, and by the way, there's also my one Sister Yu, how did she talk to you? "

Zhang Zhiling smiled and nodded: "It depends on how you define it. If we can let each other play freely and indulge in games, then it will be a great chat."

Jiang Fan smiled: "She must be very happy to have a game with you, a senior."

Zhang Zhiling stroked his beard and said: "Yu Qingcheng is a talented woman, and she is known as a leader in the world of mortals. She is born to this girl and loves someone sincerely. It can be said that she has the best of both worlds. It's just..."

Zhang Zhiling sighed: "God can never see perfection. Yu Qingcheng may be jealous of God..."

Jiang Fan was stunned and speechless for a moment. He recalled the pair of bracelets he gave to the two of them. Did he also have this subconscious mind?

"Let's not talk about this anymore," Zhang Zhiling said, "Yu Qingcheng mentioned something that I think you should pay attention to."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Fan asked curiously.

"Iron-faced King." Zhang Zhiling said slowly.

Jiang Fan's heart suddenly moved: "She... said what?"

Zhang Zhiling shook his head: "It seems like a casual chat, but I can see that she is wary of this person. She has even reminded Xiang Chen many times that the Iron-faced King will be a disaster in the future."

Jiang Fan was slightly shocked: "What does Xiang Chen have to say?"

Zhang Zhiling sighed: "Xiang Chen is indeed domineering. He said that the current Iron Mask King is not yet powerful, but he likes this opponent, who is very similar to him, and hopes to have a real duel with him."

Jiang Fan exhaled, which was in line with Xiang Chen's character. But it is Yu Qingcheng who deserves vigilance at the moment.

"Boy, Yu Qingcheng seems to be guessing something..." Zhang Zhiling reminded.

Jiang Fan nodded, this was normal. If he was indifferent, it would not be like Yu Qingcheng.

"The power of this Iron Masked King has finally made Yu Qingcheng take it seriously. She must be investigating his true origins."

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment: "The Iron Masked King is too active. He travels across the southern border and is invincible. For Yu Qingcheng, who regards southern border as the territory of the Chu Kingdom, it is not surprising that he should be very vigilant."

Zhang Zhiling said: "Disciple, your chess plan is far-reaching and your strategy is brilliant, but can you really control this person?"

Jiang Fan raised his head and said, "Master, it seems you have already guessed it."

Zhang Zhiling chuckled lightly: "Boy, some things cannot be hidden after all. The Iron Faced King, Chao Feng, and the third prince of Qin, Ying Wuming..."

Jiang Fan said: "I really can't hide it from the master. Yes, he is indeed the third prince, Wuming, my brother-in-law."

Zhang Zhiling's eyes were complicated: "Boy, what are you...or you and your wife thinking?"

Jiang Fan pondered: "Are you referring to strategy, or..."

"You know, both ways."

Jiang Fan hummed: "In terms of strategy, you may have already felt it. Yes, I want to drive a nail in the back of Chu State. But in terms of emotions..."

He shook his head: "I can't tell, maybe Xiaocui and I are completely different..."

Zhang Zhiling nodded: "You struggle, but she doesn't. So... you adopted a mixed approach, combining friendship and strategy, and asked time for the answer."

Jiang Fan said sincerely: "Master made it clear in one word, but my disciple can't even sum it up so clearly."

Zhang Zhiling said: "Master can't judge whether it's right or wrong. As I said before, don't ask other people's opinions on what you decide. Just do it. I just want to remind you that Ying Wuming is definitely not a thing in the pond. If he had been born a few years earlier, , Da Qin may not get Wushuang in his turn."