The Dimensional Pursuit

"What's your purpose?" Wei Zhuang stood still, his eyes gloomy and looked at him like a'Tianmen', as if he could never open the clock that could not be broken, and said coldly. .

"Ge Ding renewed and changed the world." Zhong Tu smiled, lightly spit out words that were quite shocking to some people.

"Only you?" Wei Zhuang smiled.

"Is it enough for me?" Zhong Tu asked with interest.

"I admit that your strength is indeed the best in the world, and it is rare in the world. But with this alone, you can't turn the sky." Wei Zhuang rarely acknowledged Zhong Tu's force from the front, and then attacked again.

"Then, if so." Zhong Tu smiled, his body changed into Han Wangan's appearance in a blur of change.

As a result, it is conceivable that even Wei Zhuang's mood could not help but his complexion changed drastically, and his face showed an incredible look.

However, Zhong Tu still smiled slightly on this, and continued to say with Han Wang'an's face and voice, "What will happen to appearing in the palace and the court with this face?"

"What a terrible illusion. Who are you, anyway?!" Wei Zhuang's mind was shaken, and he asked in a deep voice, suppressing the disorder of his mind.

"Zhong Tu, a person who is about to change Korea and change the pattern of the world. Wei Zhuang, do you want to join in and change the world with me? Just like the things you are planning." Zhong Tu stretched out his hand, his face Lu smiled invitingly.

Wei Zhuang was silent, watched deeply for a while, let out a cold snort, and moved his sword towards the depths of the street.

Since there is no refusal, there is a high possibility that Wei Zhuang will consider the matter mentioned by Zhong Tu.

Then Zhongtu lifted the disguise and replaced it with a simulation projection of the environment from time to time, hiding himself from the real space, returning to the palace with a faint smile on his mouth.

The palace is secret, it is better for him to sit in it himself.

...

Soon after, Zilanxuan was still in the private room that would not be opened to ordinary people.

The figure of Wei Zhuang walked in from the door.

"You're back." Zi Nu stopped talking and called out to Wei Zhuang.

The roommate Nongyu stood up, bowed his head and bowed to Wei Zhuang, which was regarded as a meeting.

It's just that Wei Zhuang did not respond, but neither Zi Nu nor Nong Yu had any ideas. Because they knew that this was Wei Zhuang's normal performance, not because of any opinions on them, otherwise their true performance would not be such a seemingly indifferent ignorance, but would directly stab people with their swords.

Seeing this, I also know that there should be something that is not good to be heard by Nongyu. The purple girl is not wordy. She turned to look at Nongyu and said, "You go down first. Regarding that matter, I People will be investigated."

"Yes." Nongyu agreed, bowed again, and left the room, leaving space for Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang.

Zi Nu didn't speak, she just picked up the white jade jug prepared in advance from the table, filled the bronze wine bottle that was set up with the wine, and then delivered it to her kneeling at the table (that is, she was sitting before Tang) In front of Wei Zhuang.

The latter grabbed the glass without being polite, and took a sip to his mouth.

Zi Nu didn't ask, and waited for Wei Zhuang to take the initiative to confide information to her.

This is the tacit understanding between the two of them, which was formed after a lot of running-in.

After such a long while, the silent Wei Zhuang suddenly said, "That person was not sent by your enemy."

"So you have investigated his true identity?" Zi Nu was not surprised, nor did she show any surprise, she just continued to ask naturally. It's like small talk.

"not at all."

"Oh?" Zi Nu was surprised and looked up at him.

"At the moment, I can only be sure that that person is indeed hiding in the palace." Wei Zhuang was silent again for a while, recalling Zhongtu's transformation into Han Wang Anshi, and said in a diffuse voice.

"Hiding in the palace? Is it someone from the night? Or...that person is from the palace?" Purple Girl asked cautiously with her brows raised slightly.

There are basically two types of people who can hide in the palace since ancient times. Either they have deep influence in the palace, or they come from the palace and belong to the secret guard of the palace owner.

Fortunately, the former can only be said that the opponent is powerful enough and needs to be handled carefully. But if the latter...

That means that the people in the palace are already dissatisfied with their Zilanxuan existence and want to deal with them.

For those who still want to make a name in Korea, there is really no way to go to heaven and a door to the ground. From now on, although it will not completely become a mouse on the street, it is impossible to imagine that while making money as it is now, it is impossible to engage in influence.

And this will also show that Han Wangan, who they have always regarded as the king of mediocrity, is not as simple as it seems, and that they need to rethink their treatment.

"It should not be from the palace." Wei Zhuang shook his head.

"Should? When did you become so uncertain?" Zi Nu heard the ambiguous words again from Wei Zhuang's words unexpectedly.

"That's because you don't know what I saw." Wei Zhuang put down the wine glass, stood up, walked to the lattice window in the private room, and said with a sigh of night wind blowing in Xinzheng.

Then he paused for a moment and said again, "The sky in Korea is about to change."

Zi Nu blinked her eyes and became more and more curious about Wei Zhuang's experience tonight.

...

No words for a night, the next day.

Ji Wuyefu.

"What?!" Ji Wuye frowned, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"The news came back from the palace. Just a quarter of an hour ago, King Han suddenly gave a decree and canonized the picture of the alien clock as Da Liangzhao, responsible for all weapons building and preparation affairs in Korea. It is Bi Sikong. Set up a Liangzhao Institute, Xu Wang Palace was built on the wall, directly under the King of Han, and no one who has an order from the king or a Daliang order is allowed to enter. The imperial army is deployed for protection." Mo Ya, who was on one knee, bowed his head and reported again. .

"Da Liangzao, better than Sikong? Where did this guy come from?" Ji Wuye was very dissatisfied with this out-of-control thing, and couldn't help but asked again with a little irritability.

Mo Ya did not answer, just bowed his head and waited for the command of the general.

"Go, let me release everyone. Before it gets dark today, I must figure out the origin of that fellow named Zhong Tu!" Sure enough, Ji Wuye didn't let Mo Ya wait any longer, only for a moment. Chong Mo Ya commanded rudely.

"Yes." Mo Ya answered without hesitation, stood up, turned and left the general's room.

"Open the ground, is this your old guy's handwriting again?" Ji Wuye, who did not care about Mo Crow's actions, gripped the bronze wine bottle tightly with his palm, and said with a wicked voice on his face.

As for the open land himself, who was talked about by him, at this time, he also looked inexplicable. I don’t know where Zhong Tu, the guy who emerged, was able to spare him and the general Ji Wuyejun, the head of both political parties. Communicate directly with the King of Han, and prompt the King of Han to promise high officials and open new official posts and yamen.

"I don't know if this is good or bad for South Korea." Openly said sadly.