Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "I'll leave first. See you later."

"Definitely." Qingfeng said with a smile.

Qin Yao nodded slightly, soared into the sky, and when he was far away from Qingfeng's sight, he raised his hands and summoned a dimensional door leading to the wilderness of Jiepaiguan.

Then, he stepped through the door and went straight to the outside of Jiepaiguan. He turned around and put away the circular portal that was constantly emitting sparks.

"Meet the Imperial Master."

"Meet the Imperial Master..."

When he shrunk to an inch and walked quickly to the city gate, the soldiers guarding the city cheered loudly when they saw his figure.

And such cheers also startled everyone who was celebrating in the city gate tower.

Jiang Guoxiang, who was sitting in the first place, woke up from his drunkenness in an instant and said with a half-smile, "It's not a coincidence."

Among the generals below, Nezha frowned and said, "What does the Prime Minister mean by this?"

"Zha'er!" Beside him, Li Jing called helplessly.

"It doesn't matter, being able to kill Wen Zhong is also due to Nezha." Jiang Ziya waved his hand, stood up and said, "Gentlemen, please come with me to greet the Prime Minister."

At his call, all the senior generals of the Zhou army followed him and walked out of the city gate tower.

At this time, Qin Yao happened to step into the void and landed on the city wall. His eyes met Jiang Shang's and he smelled the clear smell of alcohol.

"Are you gathering people to drink?"

"It's a celebration banquet." Jiang Ziya looked proud.

This time, he defeated the Yin Shang Military God without any advice from the other party.

Although, the process is not very glorious...

"Celebrate, what are you celebrating?" Qin Yao asked doubtfully.

Jiang Ziya said leisurely: "We killed Wen Zhong in formation!"

Qin Yao: "..."

Wen Zhong is dead?!

How could Wen Zhong die?

Thinking about this problem, he gradually frowned and said, "How did Wen Zhong die?"

Jiang Ziya said: "He doesn't know destiny, he doesn't know the number of days..."

"Prime Minister, please make it simpler." Qin Yao interrupted.

This kind of "preface" is really like an old lady's foot-binding cloth, smelly and long.

Jiang Ziya was unhappy at the bottom of his heart, but the other party was not rude, so he couldn't ask any questions: "To put it simply, Wen Zhong was looking for his own death. He named me and wanted to fight to the death, and he was defeated and died in the end."

Qin Yao felt that this statement was quite nonsense. He glanced at Nezha and then said: "I see, you can continue to celebrate. I will go back and rest first."

In front of so many people, Jiang Ziya didn't want to ask for the Heavenly Book of Gods, so he said: "Okay, I'm sorry, Imperial Master."

"I will send Master back to rest." Nezha, who received Qin Yao's gaze, stood up and said loudly.

"Prime Minister, will you let Nezha see me off?" Qin Yao asked.

"No hindrance, no hindrance, what's the hindrance?" Jiang Shang waved his hands repeatedly.

Shaoqing, Qin Yao and Nezha walked down the city gate tower together and walked slowly into the city. They saw that during the military control period, every house was closed and the long street was deserted.

"How did Wen Zhong die? I don't believe Jiang Ziya could kill Wen Zhong." Qin Yao suddenly asked as he walked.

Nezha responded softly: "It is true that Wen Zhong was not killed by Jiang Guoxiang, but died of Yun Zhongzi's sneak attack, killing him with one blow."

Hearing this, Qin Yao became even more surprised. He suddenly stopped where he was, and then opened a dimensional door leading to Qishan on the long street: "You come with me as my master."

"Yes, Master."

As the master and disciple crossed the light gate, they arrived in front of the Qishan God Conferment Platform from the Jiepai Pass in an instant.

Bai Jian, who was guarding the Conferred God Platform, saw their figures and quickly stood up to pay homage: "My benefactor."

"I want to see Wen Zhong." Qin Yao said.

Bai Jian immediately waved the soul summoning flag and summoned Wen Zhong's soul from the Conferred God Platform.

"Taoist Shen." After seeing Qin Yao, Wen Zhong's expression suddenly became complicated.

"Grand Master..."

Qin Yao pursed his lips and frowned: "Why are you seeking death?"

In his opinion, if Wen Zhong did not want to die, then under the current situation, he would not be reduced to this situation.

Wen Zhong sighed: "There are many reasons..."

Qin Yao summoned tables, chairs, benches, and even wine bottles and glasses: "The night is still long, it's enough to make it clear."

Wen Zhong smiled and sat across from him: "Yes, no matter how long the story is, it will eventually be finished."

Qin Yao poured a glass of wine for him, and then asked Bai Jian: "Let's have a drink together?"

"No, no, it's your duty, you can't drink." Bai Jian waved his hand.

Qin Yao didn't try to persuade him, and turned to look at Wen Zhong, waiting for his response.

Wen Zhong picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and took a long breath: "First of all, if I don't die, I'm sorry for the brothers who died because of me. They died on the battlefield one by one, and they will have to do a lot of work for the heaven in the future, but I am with everyone who is fine.

Likewise, it is not appropriate to indulge in immortal blessings.

Secondly, I must die. Because if I don’t die, there will be a steady stream of plots falling on me, trying to use me as a hook to hook out more victims of the cult.
Chapter completed!