"Do you have any regrets?"

Bai Yuelu looked at Baima Baiyi and asked Lin Yi.

Lin Yi smiled.

He felt that his emotions were very problematic, and he could still laugh at this time.

"My father made me bold when I was young, so he often told me that when the sky fell, there were tall people holding me up." He whispered to Bai Yuelu, "This is not the highest place here."

Both of them are smart people, so they are very accustomed to this kind of conversation.

Palace worship is a kind of identity, but in the world of practitioners, palace worship means that it is very different from ordinary practitioners.

There must be something special about being able to become a worshiper in the palace.

Special means strength, just like the tribes of the Demon Sect.

But the strongest person here should be Chen Jinru, so even if he dies, Chen Jinru should die first in front of them.

"You use what your father said to you here to deceive yourself, but it is really useful." Bai Yuelu also smiled.

When facing death alone, a person may feel lonely and extremely panic, but with such companions, these negative emotions should only come when they truly die.

The closer the white horse was to the two carriages they were in, the slower it slowed down. The man in white on the white horse looked very kind, with a medium figure, a round face, and a red mole in the middle of his eyebrows.

His clothes looked pure white, but when they were close, they could clearly see the white silk threads mixed with silver and gold threads.

These silver and gold threads did not form any pattern outside his clothes, but they contained a unique fluctuation of vitality.

Whether it is his appearance or clothing, it will be impressive after seeing it and it is hard to forget.

"I've met Mr. Chen."

When the two carriages were still a long way away, the man in white got off the horse, saluted Chen Jinru, and then patted the horse.

The white horse seemed to understand what he meant, ran a little further away, then stopped, did not go far, and looked for fresh and delicious grass in the grass like ordinary horses.

Chen Jinru looked at the palace worshiper after the salute with a blank expression.

He had seen the person's face on a secret case file, so he was able to determine the other party's identity. However, even so, the person's name was not recorded on the case file, nor did he record his specific teacher and cultivation.

So he looked at the person and asked directly: "What's your name?"

"Diesel salt." The man in white smiled awkwardly and replied.

There was a laughter.

Chen Jinru did not laugh, but Lin Yi couldn't help laughing.

"It's the real name."

The man shook his head helplessly and said, "I have been poor since I was a child. Oil and salt are the most important things. Later, when I understood, I blamed my parents for being too casual in naming them, but my parents were not casual in fact. What they were thinking about was that I have no worries about oil and salt in this life. Don't be like them, and I am still worried about using it today and whether I can afford it tomorrow."

"That's a good name."

Chen Jinru's expression calmed down slightly and said, "Who asked you to come?"

The imperial palace enshrined in a little embarrassing and said, "You should understand that the emperor is actually the most generous."

Chen Jinru shook his head, "I don't want to die like this, you can wait."

"Many people have ideas." The palace worshiper looked into his eyes and said, "Even if I trust you, because you have done such a thing, the Lord cannot fully trust you. Only when you die can he be sure that you really want to do this, so he can't wait."

Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu listened to their conversation.

The conversation between the two is very obscure and very jumpy.

However, they knew some things that had happened, so they vaguely guessed it.

Chen Jinru remained silent.

The tone of the imperial palace worshiper named Diesel Salt was even more sincere. He looked at Chen Jinru and sincerely advised him like his best friend: "In fact, this is good for everyone and the entire Southern Dynasty, because it will maintain the original order, and everyone will understand that those who cross the line will pay the price. Also, the emperor knew that this was a temporary wrong choice, and he would still trust the Chen family as much as before. This should be what you want to see."

"What you said makes sense."

Chen Jinru was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head and said, "But there are still some fundamental differences."

Diesel Salt's brow raised slightly, but his tone was still respectful, "What?"

"Just as few people know your past, and few people know my past." Chen Jinru raised his head and looked to the north. "I was born in a small village in the north. When I just felt that I could live a carefree and comfortable life, the whole village was slaughtered by the army from the north. Only I survived, just because I was afraid that the food we planted might become the food for the army of the Southern Dynasty in autumn. The Chen family saved me and raised me as my nephew. Naturally, I had to repay the Chen family first. I just thought that the parents who gave birth to me were another important thing, and I didn't want many children from the Southern Dynasty to become me when I was young, so for me, the most important thing is to help the Southern Dynasty win such a war and destroy the Northern Dynasty."

"And I have made a mistake once. I know that it will make me feel uneasy if I don't have it. Then how could I make such a mistake again?"

Chen Jinru also looked at the eyes of the palace enshrined and said, "Just go away, a member of the Demon Sect will catch up in Xiao Donghuang's army. If you don't kill me, he will try to kill me."

"This is the contradiction."

The diesel salt did not frown deeply, and the mole in his eyebrows was almost gone, "You have your reason, but I have my emperor's destiny."

"Don't you know the result is the most important?"

Just then, a voice that seemed young and unceremonious compared to them started to sound.

Diesel Salt looked up and looked at Lin Yi who was making a sound.

"Of course I know the result is more important." Lin Yi looked at the other party without fear, but the words said by the other party made him stunned.

"It's just that I need to grasp the results firmly in my own hands."

Diesel Salt looked at Lin Yi and continued, and then he developed a palm, as if he was just trying to make a gesture to show Lin Yi.

However, the moment he held it empty, a yellow intention and a sword intention were formed in front of Lin Yi.

A transparent virtual sword fell to Lin Yi's heart vein like yellow sand.

Lin Yi's heart contracted, and he raised his arms without hesitation.
Chapter completed!