Lord Xie, I haven't seen each other for a while.
Yang Chuannan pressed the knife with his right hand, straightened his back, and stood outside the fence, with a mellow sound:
This winter is particularly difficult. I thought Mr. Xie would die in prison, but I didn’t expect you to survive.
Xie Lu's head moved, his eyes shining through his messy hair, looking at Yang Chuannan outside the fence, his voice hoarse:
What are you doing to persuade me to surrender to the rebel party?
Yang Chuannan nodded: This is your only way out. Don’t expect the court to save you. The dignified governor was imprisoned for half a year, and no one cared about it.Lord Xie is a smart person and should know what this means.
Xie Lu said slowly:
Yunzhou has been out of control of the court. If you guess correctly, the Yunzhou officialdom is already under your control between my taking office.
Yang Chuan Nan smiled and said:
It's not under my control, but under the control of the city lord.Since I became the governor of Yunzhou, I have been secretly cultivating my party members and supporting my confidants. It was not until a year ago that the power of the Wushen Cult led by Song Changfu was removed, and I completely controlled the officialdom of Yunzhou.
Now the entire Yunzhou is under our control, including your life.
The gentry, local prominent family, and scholar-official class of Yunzhou have all surrendered to Qianlong City.
Some of them voluntarily surrendered without choice, while others themselves secretly supported by Qianlong City.
The entire Yunzhou, which is located thousands of miles away from the control of the Dafeng court in a short period of time, is the foundation of Qianlong City's hundreds of years of operation.
Lord Xie is a Jinshi on two lists and has always been known for his official reputation. Qianlong City needs talents like you.Thank you, good birds choose trees to live in, and good ministers choose their masters to work.
Yang Chuan Nan advised with great sincerity: Qianlong City is your destination to show your strengths.
Xie Lu smiled and said: What a pity.
pity?
Unfortunately, this seven-foot body is just reading a lot of sages, and can only hold a pen and not kill people.It is said that scholars are useless and do not want to admit it, but now, this is indeed the case.Xie Lu said regretfully.
Yang Chuannan's face turned slightly cold and said:
It’s not easy to have a decade of hard work. Is it true that Lord Xie can reach this position with a poor family? Is it really a matter of my life to be exhausted?
Can't bear it.Xie Lu leaned against the cold wall and looked up at the sunlight shining in the air hole again. He murmured with a hoarse voice:
But I am even more afraid of being despised by future generations after thousands of years.Whoever is surnamed Yang, do you know who I admire the most?
Yang Chuannan looked at him coldly.
It was Zheng Xinghuai, the governor of Chuzhou. He made the scholars in the world understand what it means to "sacrifice one's life for righteousness."
Xie Lu sneered: Forget it, what can I say to someone like you?
Yang Chuannan nodded:
Since this is the case, I won’t have much trouble. Lord Xie is seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence.
He drew out his long sword and cut off the chain.
Bang!
The prison door was kicked open, Yang Chuannan stepped forward, handed the iron sword in his hand forward, and the tip of the sword pierced Xie Lu's chest, nailing him to the wall behind him.
Xie Lu held the sword blade in both hands and struggled a few times in pain.
His hands were stained with warm blood, and life was quickly lost with the blood.
Yang Chuannan sneered:
I forgot to leave time for Lord Xie to write a suicide note. I have anything to say before I die. Just speak, otherwise I will never have a chance.
Xie Lu had nothing to say, but he just remembered the years he studied hard when he was young.
At that time, the Shanhaiguan Battle had not yet begun, and the late emperor had not yet practiced Taoism. Dafeng was a good weather and a peaceful country and a peaceful people.
However, since the Battle of Shanhaiguan, everything has changed. The national strength of Dafeng is gradually weakening, and disasters are occurring every year, and they are intensifying year by year.
Xie Lu is a person who has experienced a prosperous era. He saw with his own eyes that the country gradually declined and became old.
Like many scholars, he worked hard, hoping to save this country and return it to its peak.
But he couldn't do it because he was going to die.
At the end of life, Xie Lu sternly said:
Someone will avenge me, and you will die without a place to bury me.
He stared at Yang Chuannan and laughed at him wantonly.
When laughter is at its peak, summer stops.
……
Yunzhou City, the commander's office.
Yang Chuannan returned to his mansion, strode towards the study room, opened the door, and saw Ji Xuan looking through the clerk.
Young Master!The throne ceremony is about to begin, why are you still here?
Yang Chuan Nan frowned continuously.
The number of refugees gathered was far from expected.Ji Xuan put down the memorial and asked:
What's going on?
Yang Chuannan smiled bitterly: Yang Gong blocked the border of Qingzhou, and refugees could not come. They could only arrive in our Yunzhou unless they crossed mountains and ridges or went around to adjacent states.This Yang Gong is difficult to deal with.
Ji Xuan nodded.
Yang Chuannan urged again: In half an hour, it will be Your Majesty's throne ceremony. As the prince, you must not be absent.
Ji Xuan shook his head: I won’t appear in the throne ceremony, I have my own place to go.
Qianlong City is a hiding place during the dormant period. Now that my father wants to ascend the throne, he naturally needs to make it public. The throne ceremony is held in Baidi Temple in the central area of Yunzhou City.
Ji Xuan asked: Who is Xie Lu, is he willing to surrender?
Yang Chuannan shook his head: Bei Yi has killed him.
It's good to kill it.
Ji Xuan said in a chatty tone: Scholars are most afraid of losing their integrity in their later years, which is a kind of fulfillment.
……
Baidi Temple.
Today, all officials in Yunzhou City gathered in Baidi Temple, including officials from Qianlong City. The dark figures stood in the square, with civil officials on the left and facial features on the right.Arranged in an orderly manner.
In the drum and music ensemble, a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a flat crown slowly stepped out of the Baidi Temple.
Generally speaking, the ascension of the crown prince is a major event for the country. The rituals are complicated, especially the alternation of new and old emperors, which are often accompanied by funerals, so they only whip and do not play music.
The new king also had to wear filial piety clothes, kneel three times and kowtow nine times in front of the spirit of the late emperor, hold sacrifices and ceremonies in the ancestral temple, etc.
However, these do not apply to the current situation, so they are omitted.
After the yellow-robed emperor led all civil and military officials to worship the sky, he stood on the high platform in front of the Baidi Temple, overlooking the officials, with a majestic temperament.
A white-clothed sorcerer from Si Tianjian stood at the bottom of the side, facing the officials, spread the imperial edict in his hand, and said aloud:
Since the rebellion of Emperor Wuzong, our ancestors have hidden in the mountains and fields, endured humiliation and burdened them, and have been passed down from generation to generation to this day. I have never dared to forget my ancestors for a moment and are determined to work hard to regain the country...
Now the Dafeng court is corrupt and the new king is incompetent, so that the people are living in poverty and mourning are everywhere.As a descendant of the Ji family, I am orthodox in the royal family. I am heartbroken and should call for a high school and turn the tide...
Now he was called emperor in Yunzhou and took the title of the country as the liberation of the country. I hope you and others loyally assisted them to seek hegemony together.
When a country establishes a throne, the foundation of the world lies in the foundation of the world.My legitimate son Ji Xuan is both civil and military, and is under the will of heaven. He is appointed as the crown prince and is in charge of the Eastern Palace.
After finishing reading the magician in white, he received the imperial edict and stood silently.
All civil and military officials knelt down one after another and shouted, "Long live Your Majesty."
Above Yunzhou City, the wind-hardened boat is floating quietly.
Ji Xuan stood by the side of the boat, listening to the thunder below, and even when he was in the sky, he could hear clearly.
The people of Yunzhou City gathered in the streets and alleys outside the Baidi Temple to watch the ceremony.
For them, it doesn’t matter who becomes the emperor. What the people care about is always food and clothing.The father only reduced the taxes for three years, and easily won over the people of Yunzhou.
When will you not be promoted to extraordinary at this time?
A gentle voice suddenly sounded, and a clear light rose, and Xu Pingfeng, dressed in white, appeared in the Yufeng Boat.
Just wait for the national teacher!
Ji Xuan said with a smile.
Xu Pingfeng nodded slightly, raised his hand, and grabbed it into the air.
The scattered dragon aura roared silently, and he was unwilling to take it into his palm.
With another bounce of his finger, more than a dozen dragon energy rushed into Ji Xuan's body.
It seemed as if a golden dragon shadow was wandering in his eyes, shooting out a brilliant golden light.
Xu Pingfeng then popped out two invisible and intangible luck, which flowed into Ji Xuan's body.
This is the luck of the two Vajras, Du Neng and Du Fan. He used the methods of a second-grade Qi training master to transform these two luck into his own use.
Of course, personal luck and national luck cannot be compared. Just relying on three-pronged approach, Ji Xuan cannot be promoted to the third rank.
That's why the enthronement just now came.
The prince of Yunzhou is naturally filled with luck.
Although this luck is far from being compared with Xu Qi'an, who has half of the great fortune of the country.
I can only let the dragon energy stay in your body for a quarter of an hour and quickly advance.Xu Pingfeng said.
Even if he is a second-grade sorcerer, he still finds it difficult to knead the dragon energy, and can only exert influence, and the time is limited.
Ji Xuan took out the box from his arms and opened it with a bang, and a pure blood light reflected into his pupils.
The huge breath of life fills the wind boat.
Ji Xuan's hands trembled slightly in control, and he heard the thumping sounds in his chest.
This blood pill will only have two endings when it enters the abdomen, either becoming a martial artist in the extraordinary realm and joining the peak of the Jiuzhou Continent.Or they will die and disappear, turning into ashes.
The national master once said that even with the luck of dragon energy, the luck of the two Vajras, and the luck of being the prince, the probability of successfully refining the blood pill is still less than 50%.
It was time to bet on life... Ji Xuan held the blood pill and closed his eyes.
What flashed through his mind was the twenty years of enduring humiliation, the forbearance of practicing in private sweat and rain, and the expectation that Taoist Master Jiaoye had for him before his death.
Guru~
The blood elixir turned into a hot hot stream and rushed into the stomach bag.
Ji Xuan's skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He held his stomach in pain and curled up on the deck.
Pain, heart-wrenching pain...
The pain that transcended the limits of human beings drowned him, and in just one moment, he lost most of his consciousness.
Hoho...
Blood flowed out of Ji Xuan's mouth, and blood flowed out of his eyes, nose, and ears.
The skin cracked on a large area, and the flesh and blood were torn from the inside to the outside.
If this continues, the physical collapse will be unstoppable.
Xu Pingfeng looked indifferently.
Are you going to die? This is death?My body has collapsed, my internal organs and six are damaged, and my vitality is rapidly annihilated. Why doesn’t the national master save me?
In a daze, Ji Xuan's remaining will was still thinking. He wanted to ask for help, but he couldn't make a sound.
Because the vocal cords were also destroyed.
The power of the Blood Pill is too domineering and the physical body of a mortal cannot bear it.
It is hard to imagine how Xu Qi'an survived... It's Ah, he can survive, why can't I?
The moment this thought emerged, Ji Xuan's obsession could no longer be calmed.
Xu Qi'an can, why can't I?
Are you willing to die like this?
Are you willing to look at him shining brightly?
Will the future king's business be in vain?
Hohohoho...
He let out a meaningless roar, as if it was an angry and unwilling roar.
A lot of blood flowed out of his eyes, and his eyeballs had melted.
Ji Xuan didn't see it, and the golden dragon shadows wrapped around his body, nor did he see that his collapsed body tended to heal.
Flesh and blood collapse, heal, collapse, heal...the cycle goes on and on.
After a while, Ji Xuan's consciousness, which was on the verge of collapse, gradually recovered and his mind became clear.
In my ears, the national teacher laughed:
Congratulations on entering the extraordinary realm.
Ji Xuan opened his eyes and saw the light again.
The dawn of new life!
……
Southern Xinjiang, Tiangu tribe.
Grandma Tiangu walked out of the house with a patio, stepped onto the roof and looked into the sky.
The Ziwei Emperor Star moved, and the orthodox struggle in the Central Plains began.Old man, everything you predict has come true.The Gu God is not far from revival...
Grandma Tiangu sighed, remained silent for a moment, muttering to herself:
As chaos is approaching, who will the janitor be?
……
Jingshan City.
On the barren ridge, Saren Agu held a lamb and looked into the southwest.
The mountains around Jingshan City were drained from the spiritual energy by him and turned into a wasteland because of that battle.
Although Jingshan City has been rebuilt, this place is no longer suitable for living.
Wei Yuan, your tone for Zhongyuan is almost over.
Saren Agu pulled out a new sheep-driven whip hanging around his waist and gently tapped his feet.
The next moment, a figure came to me.
It's Ilb.
Two things were sent to Xu Qi'an by Xuanming Jin and Jinshi; they gathered refugees in Dafeng and brought them back to fill the population of the three countries of Jingkangyan.
Arun Agu ordered.
yes!
Irbu bowed and left with the wind.
……
In the year of Yongxing, at the end of November, the descendants of the Ji family proclaimed themselves emperor in Yunzhou, and the country was named Fuxing, and Yunzhou officially left Dafeng.
Further push the dynasty into the abyss of destruction.
Xu Qi'an received a letter from Huai Qing. When he learned about this, he was already on the border between southern Xinjiang and Dafeng.
Yang Chuannan pressed the knife with his right hand, straightened his back, and stood outside the fence, with a mellow sound:
This winter is particularly difficult. I thought Mr. Xie would die in prison, but I didn’t expect you to survive.
Xie Lu's head moved, his eyes shining through his messy hair, looking at Yang Chuannan outside the fence, his voice hoarse:
What are you doing to persuade me to surrender to the rebel party?
Yang Chuannan nodded: This is your only way out. Don’t expect the court to save you. The dignified governor was imprisoned for half a year, and no one cared about it.Lord Xie is a smart person and should know what this means.
Xie Lu said slowly:
Yunzhou has been out of control of the court. If you guess correctly, the Yunzhou officialdom is already under your control between my taking office.
Yang Chuan Nan smiled and said:
It's not under my control, but under the control of the city lord.Since I became the governor of Yunzhou, I have been secretly cultivating my party members and supporting my confidants. It was not until a year ago that the power of the Wushen Cult led by Song Changfu was removed, and I completely controlled the officialdom of Yunzhou.
Now the entire Yunzhou is under our control, including your life.
The gentry, local prominent family, and scholar-official class of Yunzhou have all surrendered to Qianlong City.
Some of them voluntarily surrendered without choice, while others themselves secretly supported by Qianlong City.
The entire Yunzhou, which is located thousands of miles away from the control of the Dafeng court in a short period of time, is the foundation of Qianlong City's hundreds of years of operation.
Lord Xie is a Jinshi on two lists and has always been known for his official reputation. Qianlong City needs talents like you.Thank you, good birds choose trees to live in, and good ministers choose their masters to work.
Yang Chuan Nan advised with great sincerity: Qianlong City is your destination to show your strengths.
Xie Lu smiled and said: What a pity.
pity?
Unfortunately, this seven-foot body is just reading a lot of sages, and can only hold a pen and not kill people.It is said that scholars are useless and do not want to admit it, but now, this is indeed the case.Xie Lu said regretfully.
Yang Chuannan's face turned slightly cold and said:
It’s not easy to have a decade of hard work. Is it true that Lord Xie can reach this position with a poor family? Is it really a matter of my life to be exhausted?
Can't bear it.Xie Lu leaned against the cold wall and looked up at the sunlight shining in the air hole again. He murmured with a hoarse voice:
But I am even more afraid of being despised by future generations after thousands of years.Whoever is surnamed Yang, do you know who I admire the most?
Yang Chuannan looked at him coldly.
It was Zheng Xinghuai, the governor of Chuzhou. He made the scholars in the world understand what it means to "sacrifice one's life for righteousness."
Xie Lu sneered: Forget it, what can I say to someone like you?
Yang Chuannan nodded:
Since this is the case, I won’t have much trouble. Lord Xie is seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence.
He drew out his long sword and cut off the chain.
Bang!
The prison door was kicked open, Yang Chuannan stepped forward, handed the iron sword in his hand forward, and the tip of the sword pierced Xie Lu's chest, nailing him to the wall behind him.
Xie Lu held the sword blade in both hands and struggled a few times in pain.
His hands were stained with warm blood, and life was quickly lost with the blood.
Yang Chuannan sneered:
I forgot to leave time for Lord Xie to write a suicide note. I have anything to say before I die. Just speak, otherwise I will never have a chance.
Xie Lu had nothing to say, but he just remembered the years he studied hard when he was young.
At that time, the Shanhaiguan Battle had not yet begun, and the late emperor had not yet practiced Taoism. Dafeng was a good weather and a peaceful country and a peaceful people.
However, since the Battle of Shanhaiguan, everything has changed. The national strength of Dafeng is gradually weakening, and disasters are occurring every year, and they are intensifying year by year.
Xie Lu is a person who has experienced a prosperous era. He saw with his own eyes that the country gradually declined and became old.
Like many scholars, he worked hard, hoping to save this country and return it to its peak.
But he couldn't do it because he was going to die.
At the end of life, Xie Lu sternly said:
Someone will avenge me, and you will die without a place to bury me.
He stared at Yang Chuannan and laughed at him wantonly.
When laughter is at its peak, summer stops.
……
Yunzhou City, the commander's office.
Yang Chuannan returned to his mansion, strode towards the study room, opened the door, and saw Ji Xuan looking through the clerk.
Young Master!The throne ceremony is about to begin, why are you still here?
Yang Chuan Nan frowned continuously.
The number of refugees gathered was far from expected.Ji Xuan put down the memorial and asked:
What's going on?
Yang Chuannan smiled bitterly: Yang Gong blocked the border of Qingzhou, and refugees could not come. They could only arrive in our Yunzhou unless they crossed mountains and ridges or went around to adjacent states.This Yang Gong is difficult to deal with.
Ji Xuan nodded.
Yang Chuannan urged again: In half an hour, it will be Your Majesty's throne ceremony. As the prince, you must not be absent.
Ji Xuan shook his head: I won’t appear in the throne ceremony, I have my own place to go.
Qianlong City is a hiding place during the dormant period. Now that my father wants to ascend the throne, he naturally needs to make it public. The throne ceremony is held in Baidi Temple in the central area of Yunzhou City.
Ji Xuan asked: Who is Xie Lu, is he willing to surrender?
Yang Chuannan shook his head: Bei Yi has killed him.
It's good to kill it.
Ji Xuan said in a chatty tone: Scholars are most afraid of losing their integrity in their later years, which is a kind of fulfillment.
……
Baidi Temple.
Today, all officials in Yunzhou City gathered in Baidi Temple, including officials from Qianlong City. The dark figures stood in the square, with civil officials on the left and facial features on the right.Arranged in an orderly manner.
In the drum and music ensemble, a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a flat crown slowly stepped out of the Baidi Temple.
Generally speaking, the ascension of the crown prince is a major event for the country. The rituals are complicated, especially the alternation of new and old emperors, which are often accompanied by funerals, so they only whip and do not play music.
The new king also had to wear filial piety clothes, kneel three times and kowtow nine times in front of the spirit of the late emperor, hold sacrifices and ceremonies in the ancestral temple, etc.
However, these do not apply to the current situation, so they are omitted.
After the yellow-robed emperor led all civil and military officials to worship the sky, he stood on the high platform in front of the Baidi Temple, overlooking the officials, with a majestic temperament.
A white-clothed sorcerer from Si Tianjian stood at the bottom of the side, facing the officials, spread the imperial edict in his hand, and said aloud:
Since the rebellion of Emperor Wuzong, our ancestors have hidden in the mountains and fields, endured humiliation and burdened them, and have been passed down from generation to generation to this day. I have never dared to forget my ancestors for a moment and are determined to work hard to regain the country...
Now the Dafeng court is corrupt and the new king is incompetent, so that the people are living in poverty and mourning are everywhere.As a descendant of the Ji family, I am orthodox in the royal family. I am heartbroken and should call for a high school and turn the tide...
Now he was called emperor in Yunzhou and took the title of the country as the liberation of the country. I hope you and others loyally assisted them to seek hegemony together.
When a country establishes a throne, the foundation of the world lies in the foundation of the world.My legitimate son Ji Xuan is both civil and military, and is under the will of heaven. He is appointed as the crown prince and is in charge of the Eastern Palace.
After finishing reading the magician in white, he received the imperial edict and stood silently.
All civil and military officials knelt down one after another and shouted, "Long live Your Majesty."
Above Yunzhou City, the wind-hardened boat is floating quietly.
Ji Xuan stood by the side of the boat, listening to the thunder below, and even when he was in the sky, he could hear clearly.
The people of Yunzhou City gathered in the streets and alleys outside the Baidi Temple to watch the ceremony.
For them, it doesn’t matter who becomes the emperor. What the people care about is always food and clothing.The father only reduced the taxes for three years, and easily won over the people of Yunzhou.
When will you not be promoted to extraordinary at this time?
A gentle voice suddenly sounded, and a clear light rose, and Xu Pingfeng, dressed in white, appeared in the Yufeng Boat.
Just wait for the national teacher!
Ji Xuan said with a smile.
Xu Pingfeng nodded slightly, raised his hand, and grabbed it into the air.
The scattered dragon aura roared silently, and he was unwilling to take it into his palm.
With another bounce of his finger, more than a dozen dragon energy rushed into Ji Xuan's body.
It seemed as if a golden dragon shadow was wandering in his eyes, shooting out a brilliant golden light.
Xu Pingfeng then popped out two invisible and intangible luck, which flowed into Ji Xuan's body.
This is the luck of the two Vajras, Du Neng and Du Fan. He used the methods of a second-grade Qi training master to transform these two luck into his own use.
Of course, personal luck and national luck cannot be compared. Just relying on three-pronged approach, Ji Xuan cannot be promoted to the third rank.
That's why the enthronement just now came.
The prince of Yunzhou is naturally filled with luck.
Although this luck is far from being compared with Xu Qi'an, who has half of the great fortune of the country.
I can only let the dragon energy stay in your body for a quarter of an hour and quickly advance.Xu Pingfeng said.
Even if he is a second-grade sorcerer, he still finds it difficult to knead the dragon energy, and can only exert influence, and the time is limited.
Ji Xuan took out the box from his arms and opened it with a bang, and a pure blood light reflected into his pupils.
The huge breath of life fills the wind boat.
Ji Xuan's hands trembled slightly in control, and he heard the thumping sounds in his chest.
This blood pill will only have two endings when it enters the abdomen, either becoming a martial artist in the extraordinary realm and joining the peak of the Jiuzhou Continent.Or they will die and disappear, turning into ashes.
The national master once said that even with the luck of dragon energy, the luck of the two Vajras, and the luck of being the prince, the probability of successfully refining the blood pill is still less than 50%.
It was time to bet on life... Ji Xuan held the blood pill and closed his eyes.
What flashed through his mind was the twenty years of enduring humiliation, the forbearance of practicing in private sweat and rain, and the expectation that Taoist Master Jiaoye had for him before his death.
Guru~
The blood elixir turned into a hot hot stream and rushed into the stomach bag.
Ji Xuan's skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He held his stomach in pain and curled up on the deck.
Pain, heart-wrenching pain...
The pain that transcended the limits of human beings drowned him, and in just one moment, he lost most of his consciousness.
Hoho...
Blood flowed out of Ji Xuan's mouth, and blood flowed out of his eyes, nose, and ears.
The skin cracked on a large area, and the flesh and blood were torn from the inside to the outside.
If this continues, the physical collapse will be unstoppable.
Xu Pingfeng looked indifferently.
Are you going to die? This is death?My body has collapsed, my internal organs and six are damaged, and my vitality is rapidly annihilated. Why doesn’t the national master save me?
In a daze, Ji Xuan's remaining will was still thinking. He wanted to ask for help, but he couldn't make a sound.
Because the vocal cords were also destroyed.
The power of the Blood Pill is too domineering and the physical body of a mortal cannot bear it.
It is hard to imagine how Xu Qi'an survived... It's Ah, he can survive, why can't I?
The moment this thought emerged, Ji Xuan's obsession could no longer be calmed.
Xu Qi'an can, why can't I?
Are you willing to die like this?
Are you willing to look at him shining brightly?
Will the future king's business be in vain?
Hohohoho...
He let out a meaningless roar, as if it was an angry and unwilling roar.
A lot of blood flowed out of his eyes, and his eyeballs had melted.
Ji Xuan didn't see it, and the golden dragon shadows wrapped around his body, nor did he see that his collapsed body tended to heal.
Flesh and blood collapse, heal, collapse, heal...the cycle goes on and on.
After a while, Ji Xuan's consciousness, which was on the verge of collapse, gradually recovered and his mind became clear.
In my ears, the national teacher laughed:
Congratulations on entering the extraordinary realm.
Ji Xuan opened his eyes and saw the light again.
The dawn of new life!
……
Southern Xinjiang, Tiangu tribe.
Grandma Tiangu walked out of the house with a patio, stepped onto the roof and looked into the sky.
The Ziwei Emperor Star moved, and the orthodox struggle in the Central Plains began.Old man, everything you predict has come true.The Gu God is not far from revival...
Grandma Tiangu sighed, remained silent for a moment, muttering to herself:
As chaos is approaching, who will the janitor be?
……
Jingshan City.
On the barren ridge, Saren Agu held a lamb and looked into the southwest.
The mountains around Jingshan City were drained from the spiritual energy by him and turned into a wasteland because of that battle.
Although Jingshan City has been rebuilt, this place is no longer suitable for living.
Wei Yuan, your tone for Zhongyuan is almost over.
Saren Agu pulled out a new sheep-driven whip hanging around his waist and gently tapped his feet.
The next moment, a figure came to me.
It's Ilb.
Two things were sent to Xu Qi'an by Xuanming Jin and Jinshi; they gathered refugees in Dafeng and brought them back to fill the population of the three countries of Jingkangyan.
Arun Agu ordered.
yes!
Irbu bowed and left with the wind.
……
In the year of Yongxing, at the end of November, the descendants of the Ji family proclaimed themselves emperor in Yunzhou, and the country was named Fuxing, and Yunzhou officially left Dafeng.
Further push the dynasty into the abyss of destruction.
Xu Qi'an received a letter from Huai Qing. When he learned about this, he was already on the border between southern Xinjiang and Dafeng.
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