The ancients said: Good birds choose trees to live in, and good ministers choose masters to work.

From ancient times to the present, many capable people have devoted themselves to the king who does not like, and have made choices for the people of the world. This way, the king who chooses is not the king that suits them, but the king who suits the poor.

There is another kind of capable man who is defeated and chosen to live in. For example, Lu Junyi in Water Margin was framed by Liangshan and his family was destroyed. In the end, he had to defect to Liangshan to seek vitality.

However, neither of these two people are Jiang Mu.

The first type of person is a great man who cares about the people of the world. Jiang Mu is not that great. The second type of person is beaten by society and chooses to surrender. Jiang Mu does not want to be so wronged.

His situation is somewhat similar to that of Lu Junyi. His bright future was ruined by Qin Qingluo and his group of people, and he almost died.

If it weren't for his own strength, he wouldn't mind killing this group of people.

Jiang Mu hugged Qin Qingluo's current recruitment and turned around and left.

Seeing Jiang Mu leave, Chang Qi still wanted to keep him, but was held back by Qin Qingluo and said, "No need, I can't keep him. Jiang Mu is very resistant to us. If he keeps him, he will become a villain."

"But, Your Highness, are we going to let him go like this? Mr. Qi said that this person has the talent of the king and king of heaven and earth!" Chang Qi said reluctantly.

"What can that be?" Qin Qingluo said annoyedly: "We can only blame us for not knowing gold and jade. Such a talented person is hard to come by, but he is still humiliated by us when he comes to the door!"

Qin Qingluo recalled the days he spent in the heavenly prison, and he couldn't say much about the pain. Three days and three nights, if he hadn't claimed to be noble and above the top, how could he have missed a good talent!

She didn't take Jiang Mu seriously from the beginning, but just regarded him as a passerby with bad luck. Such a person would sacrifice how much he would sacrifice on her life, and nothing worth her attention.

That's why she missed it,

If she had a hint of guilt and had some communication with Jiang Mu, she believed that she would definitely find that Jiang Mu was different from ordinary people and would definitely take Jiang Mu away.

After all, Jiang Mu had no other choice at that time.

What she regrets even more was that she had taken Jiang Mu out of prison, and Jiang Mu had made a promise, but she was reluctant to raise her hand because she looked down on Jiang Mu from the bottom of her heart.

Chang Qi whispered: "Your Highness, if a talent like Jiang Mu cannot be used by us, he may become a great enemy in the future!"

A trace of haze flashed in Qin Qingluo's eyes and he whispered: "If you don't use it for me, you will die for me!"

The heavy snow suddenly became tight, drowning all the sounds.

In the wind and snow, Mr. Qi's figure slowly emerged. He looked at the direction where Jiang Mu left, sighed lightly, and said, "Your Highness, after this, I hope you can take it as a warning."

"Mr. Qi, am I wrong?"

"It doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong," said Mr. Qi: "You were born into a royal family and were born noble. Since childhood, you were trained by a group of old ministers. You naturally stand on a high place, so it is normal to have this mood."

"However, Jiang Mu said something to me before, Your Highness can remember that water can carry boats and also overturn boats. The foundation of the people is the country. If the king despises their own people, how can they gain the support of the people?"

Qin Qingluo sighed deeply, pondered for a moment, recovered his emotions, and asked: "Sir, I have too many places to learn. Now that you are back, please come and take charge of the overall situation and set your next plan!"

Mr. Qi smiled and said, "What else can I do to put it? Jiang Mu has already set the development direction for you in a few words for you in the next few years. The Tianfeng Sect has already returned to you. Let's get out now!"

"Ah?" Qin Qingluo said in surprise: "But my teachers are very optimistic about the Tianfeng Sect and are working hard with the Tianfeng Sect..."

"So I said Jiang Zibai is ten times stronger than all the people under you and you are ten times stronger!"

Qin Qingluo looked at the direction where Jiang Mu left, and sighed deeply.

Why did I miss it?

How come the hope of truly breaking the deadlock was extinguished by myself?

With extreme regret and remorse, Qin Qingluo and his party went by their way.

After walking for a long time, Qin Qingluo suddenly asked, "Chang Qi, why haven't you seen anyone else for so long?"

"Brother Qi said it's convenient to go there if he feels uncomfortable, and he will catch up later!"

Mr. Qi keeps smiling,

He understood some things, but he didn't say them.

It's just tacit.

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Walking on a snowy night is a very tormenting thing. It is very cold and there is a gust of snow blowing from time to time. At first glance, I can't find a place to hide from the wind and snow. After all, it's outside the capital of Wei State, and there is no one in the ruined mountain temple.

However, while walking, Jiang Mu was a little embarrassed because he remembered something, that is, even if he met an inn, he couldn't live in because he didn't have a penny on his body.

"Tread"

Walking aimlessly, Jiang Mu suddenly heard another sound of horse hooves coming from behind him.

Turning around slowly, squint your eyes slightly,

The one who came by riding a horse turned out to be Chang Qi!

"Mr. Jiang." Chang Qi turned over and dismounted from the horse not far away and bowed: "After the sir, my princess regrets it very much. Chang Qi hopes that Mr. can ignore his past grudges and serve my princess!"

Chang Qi said as he walked over slowly. He actually didn't have any hope, but when he thought of the princess's regret, he was also uneasy as a subordinate. After all, he also had a large part of the responsibility for missing Jiang Mu.

However, what Chang Qi expected was that Jiang Mu's attitude this time changed, not as stiff as before, and he stopped, frowned slightly, and said, "If your princess is really intent, why is it the only one who comes?"

Chang Qi was slightly stunned and a little surprised.

The first thing he remembered was Mr. Qi's example before, saying that the Emperor of Wei used the marquis as a marquis to pull a cart, and was respectful to the wise and the nobles. He moved the masters several times and asked them to come out.

Could it be that Jiang Mu also wants to imitate those hidden masters?

Thinking of this, Chang Qi was very excited, slowly put away his short gun, and bowed his fists and said, "Sir, the princess is coming slowly because she is seriously injured, so she specially asked me to stop her. Please believe in the sincerity of my princess!"

Jiang Mu smiled slightly, picked up a wooden stick, gently paddled in the snow, and didn't speak.

Chang Qi's intentions move, guessing that Jiang Mu is waiting,

But he was very anxious.

He had simply thought that Jiang Mu was a talent before. Since he could not be used by the princess, he could not let him surrender to others. Otherwise, he would likely let a future enemy go in the future.

Qin Qingluo also sent him to finish it.

I wanted to kill Jiang Mu without any worries.

But he didn't expect that Jiang Mu would actually reveal a signal of intention, which made him embarrassed. Being able to win over Jiang Mu is naturally better than killing Jiang Mu.

But the problem now is that Qin Qingluo did not come from behind.

I can't fool Jiang Mu like this all the time.

He didn't think he could fool Jiang Mu for long. He was even more worried that if Jiang Mu knew that he was cheating, would he feel that the princess was not sincere and would be beaten up again by then.

The snowflakes are still everywhere,

Jiang Mu held a wooden stick in his hand and wrote slowly, stroke by stroke, flowing clouds and water, and he was stylish.

But the more this happens, the more anxious Chang Qi is.

Jiang Mu was as gentle as the wind was, and the more he felt that Jiang Mu was willing to surrender, he might have to mess up the matter again.

"Ahem," Chang Qi hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Jiang, Your Highness should be coming soon. I'll go and take a look. Please wait!"

Jiang Mu didn't say anything, but still wrote in strokes.

Seeing this, Chang Qi felt that Jiang Mu agreed to it and hurriedly turned around.

However, as soon as Chang Qi turned around, his eyebrows tightened instantly, and a few rare fine lines appeared on his tight and wide forehead. He narrowed his eyes and stood still.

He suddenly felt a trace of danger,

But he did not find that no one except Jiang Mu, who was still writing and painting, had no abnormal movement in the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of feet.

Only those wisps of snowflakes were floating in the wind.

A wisp of cool breeze came. In his perception, a pile of snow fell from the tree not far away, some dead grass was pressed and bent by the snow, and Jiang Mu was still slowly drawing the snow with wooden sticks.

Suddenly, a strange scene happened.

The snowflakes that should have fallen to the ground actually floated out and floated up lightly, as if a breeze was tangled, gradually wrapping around his legs.

An invisible knife seemed to appear in the air, gently cutting a snowflake, followed by two, three, and four...

He looked up slightly and saw that the snowflakes falling from the sky had also changed. It seemed to be condensed by a force. It was no longer floating all over the sky, but it was as if it was condensed into a rope, two ropes...

A word appeared in the sky.

A word composed of snowflakes - well!

He thought of a possibility, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jiang is going to follow him?"

Jiang Mu did not answer, but his hands moved a little faster.

Countless snowflakes are like countless sharp knives, falling from above the night sky and falling straight towards Chang Qi.

Chang Qi snorted coldly, holding the gun with his back hand,

At that moment, a ray of light suddenly burst out from the edge of his feet, and the two "well" characters were highlighted.

Two powerful forces seemed to burst out from below the ground, firmly holding Chang Qi's legs.

Chang Qi snorted coldly, bent his legs slightly, jumped up with force, and directly removed the two wells on the ground, causing a gust of wind and snow. He held the gun in one hand and turned over in the air. The gun head was aimed at Jiang Mu not far away, and was about to throw it out.

At that moment, two cyclones condensed by snowflakes suddenly appeared in the air, directly wrapping around Chang Qi's hands, and there were two more talismans and two wells!

"Bang"

Chang Qi was pulled by two forces and fell directly, hitting the ground, splashing a heavy snow.

He frowned slightly, raised his hand, and the short spear broke through the air, bursting out a powerful and heavy force, directly piercing through two talismans. His feet stepped on the snow like iron pillars, and plowed out two extremely deep gullies.

He looked at the largest tic-tac-tac in the sky, threw the short gun hard, and the short gun shot straight into the tic-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac

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It collapses inch by inch, and its luster is dim.

"Mr. Jiang, your talisman is indeed unpredictable, but how long do you think this talisman can trap me?"

Jiang Mu suddenly stopped and slowly raised his head. Sweat as big as beans on his forehead was dripping, and his face was very pale. It can be seen how much pressure the drawing of these talismans was, and he seemed to fall down at any time.

He whispered: "Just trapping you for three breaths!"
Chapter completed!