Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Tang Xiansheng kneeled.

This kneeling made the silent needles of the entire Zijin Palace audible, and the hundred officials were dumbfounded. Everyone looked at Tang Xiansheng with knees kneeling in front of Lu Changkong.

On the dragon chair, Yu Wenxiu was also horrified. He didn't expect Tang Xiansheng to do a good job early in the morning.

The so-called lethargy, the so-called inattentiveness, was originally just Tang Xiansheng pretending to be, he is likely to have been preparing for this kneel.

Because he knew that this fault, he could not hide it, and could only bear it.

The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty were very determined about Wuhu.

Tang Xiansheng was responsible for protecting the land of Nanjun and resisting Nanman. Now there is such a major omission. He can't avoid this fault. Moreover, this Nanman barbarian also went deep into Beiluo City to assassinate Lu Shaozhu.

If only a barbarian appears, it is not a big problem, Tang Xiansheng can explain.

After all, there will always be fish that miss the net.

but……

The barbarian actually assassinated Lu Shaozhu, and the problem is serious.

Many people unconsciously think about whether this barbarian was instructed by Tang Xiansheng. After all, the barbarian has some witchcraft skills that are unpredictable.

Therefore, facing this problem, Tang Xiansheng chose to kneel and beg for mercy.

Tang Yimo stood behind Tang Xiansheng, looking at the old Tang Xiansheng who was kneeling down slowly, a master of the South County, the emperor of the earth who was high above the ground, and now he actually kneels down.

This is the first time Tang Yimo realized that Tang Xiansheng was not the same as Tang Xiansheng in his memory.

The South County can be rich, and it can be rich in the enemy country, but it is not the cause of the region at all. Tang Xiansheng, the South County guard, occupies a huge contribution.

Tang Yimo, clenched his fists, slowly loosened.

I have to say that Tang Yimo suddenly admired Tang Xiansheng.

Luo Yue was at a loss.

Lu Changkong frowned, watching Tang Xiansheng with his knees on his knees, his hands resting on his thighs. For a moment, he couldn't say anything.

"I took it wrong, but the old man did not assassinate Lord Lu. This kneeling was for the barbarian to enter the fault of the inland of my big week."

Tang Xiansheng's hoarse voice lingered in the hall.

Some sins can be confessed, but some sins must be made clear.

Lu Changkong stared at Tang Xiansheng. Tang Xiansheng also raised his head, and his cloudy eyes collided with Lu Changkong's line of sight.

After a long time.

Lu Changkong raised his hand and helped Tang Xiansheng up.

"Tang Taishou doesn't have to be like this, just because Fan'er was attacked, so he was angry."

Lu Changkong.

With the help of Lu Changkong, Tang Xiansheng stood up tremblingly, with a smile on his face, and his palms touched the palm that landed in the sky.

"Understanding and understanding, you and I are both fathers. If my son is attacked, I will also be angry and rush to the crown."

Tang Xiansheng sighed.

In the hall, the originally tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

The hundred officials let out a sigh of relief.

They were really afraid of Lu Changkong's killing in the Zijin Palace.

After all, this kind of thing is not the first time Beiluo Tieqi has done it.

On the dragon chair.

Yu Wenxiu also laughed.

"Lu Aiqing, don't be angry. After all, Tang Taishou came to Dijing, and there were people who neglected their duties in Nanjun, but it was no wonder Tang Taishou."

"Besides, Tang Taishou is a person and a good man. How could he send someone to assassinate peace? My Dazhou people and Wuhu Barbarians have a bloody hatred that they don’t share with each other. How can they join forces with Wuhu?

Yu Wenxiu said loudly, the words were sonorous.

Tang Xiansheng had a smile on his face, and Lu Changkong nodded slightly, arching his hand towards Yu Wenxiu.

"Your Majesty, this time it was Wei Chen's anger, which offended His Majesty, and it offended him a lot. Please punish him."

Lu Changkong.

"Lu Aiqing is serious, Aiko is affectionate, I understand that I was assassinated safely, I am also very worried, and I will also be angry when I change it!"

Yu Wenxiu said seriously.

Tang Xiansheng still had a smile on his face, arched his hands, and stepped aside, becoming extremely low-key.

Lu Changkong heard Yu Wenxiu's words, and his face eased a lot.

He asked Luo Yue to pull the barbarian body.

"Lu Aiqing, it is rare that you have come to Emperor Jing, I happen to have a ruthless invitation."

On the dragon chair, Yu Wenxiu said.

Lu Changkong arched his hand: "Your Majesty's words are serious."

"Tang Taishou ordered 100,000 troops to go north, and I issued an edict. Jiang Aiqing commanded the army and led the 100,000 South County army of Tang Taishou. ...I would like to invite Lu Aiqing to lead Emperor Jing to defend the army and protect Emperor Jing."

Yu Wenxiu said seriously, full of sincerity in his words.

The words came out.

Tang Xiansheng squinted with his head hanging down.

The hundred officials also made a noise.

Let Lu Changkong command the guardian army of Dijing?

Beiluocheng's prestige in the world today, such as the sky, Yu Wenxiu made this decision, it was simply pulling hair on the tiger's face.

After all, Lu Changkong is the father of Bai Yujing Lu young master.

If this offended Lord Lu Shao, Yu Wenxiu was really stealing the chicken and losing rice.

The atmosphere in the hall is serious.

Yuwen Xi looked forward to seeing the landing sky.

however……

After a long time.

However, Lu Changkong bowed his hands and bowed.

"Thank you for your majesty's trust. However, Lu Ping, the son of Weichen, suffered from leg problems and was lonely in his heart. He needed more companionship. As a father, Weichen wanted to be with him and help him grow up."

"Therefore, Weichen can only live up to the trust of His Majesty."

Lu Changkong made trouble.

The atmosphere in the hall changed again, and the eyes of the hundred officials looked at Lu Changkong with a little fear.

Yu Wenxiu's face was sullen and he didn't speak. His finger tapped on the dragon chair.

Lu Ping's leg problems, inner loneliness needs companionship?

Lu Changkong's ability to talk nonsense with his eyes open... seeing it.

Lu Ping's heart was lonely.

Yu Wenxiu's face was a little cold, but he still smiled.

"Since Lu Aiqing has said so, then I will not leave Lu Aiqing, and hope that the safe leg will heal and recover soon."

Yu Wenxiu said.

"Your Majesty."

Lu Changkong arched his hands.

After that, he turned around and withdrew from the Zijin Palace.

Luo Yue, who was waiting outside, followed with his sword, and the two figures left the Zijin Palace with a breath that made the officials feel oppressed.

Outside the palace, the three hundred Beiluo Tieqi waited silently.

At the moment when Lu Changkong and Luo Yue appeared, they were all covered with fists, and the clang sounded endlessly.

"Mount, go back to Beiluo."

Lu Changkong.

He came to the Imperial Capital this time just to show an attitude.

Assassination of this kind, whether Tang Xiansheng did it or not, the attitude first showed.

If there is a next time, it will not just ask for sin.

Lu Changkong left.

The atmosphere in Zijin Palace became more and more strange.

Tang Xiansheng hung his head down, his hands folded in his thick sleeves, his eyebrows bowed down, silently.

Snapped!

suddenly.

Yu Wenxiu slapped on the dragon chair fiercely, and shot the handguard faucet of the wheelchair with cracks.

Yu Wenxiu's face was gloomy like water, and he was vigorously breathing in his nostrils.

"Good land and sky."

"Father and son..."

Suppressed with anger.

With a glance at the chilling hundred officials, Yu Wenxiu's face grew darker, and his eyes fell on Tang Xiansheng.

But Tang Xiansheng found another sleepy look.

Yu Wenxiu's eyes fluctuated violently.

Not to mention Lu Changkong's thing, this time the barbarian matter is not so simple.

Tang Xiansheng's old thing obviously also hides many things.

"Retreat!"

Yu Wenxiu froze with a cold face.

...

Bookcase.

In the quiet and elegant building, banana leaves sway in the wind, and a touch of sandalwood lingers in the room.

The rocking chair swayed more than once, making a crunch.

Kong Nanfei and Mo Tianyu crossed their knees and the futon, quietly watching the old man lying on the rocking chair, getting older.

"Master..."

"Lu Changkong wrecked his body into Emperor Jing, and threw the barbarian's body on the palace of Zijin Palace. He asked Tang Xiansheng, why didn't you mediate?"

Kong Nanfei puzzled.

"Mediation?"

"Why not mediation? Tang Xiansheng solved it. Moreover, the purpose of Lu Changkong's trip is to ask the crime, the trial is in the dark, he is testing the attitude of His Majesty."

Bai Yujing is in full swing, Lu Changkong needs to understand the emperor's attitude.

The old voice of the National Master resounded: "This person of Tang Xiansheng is unusual, able to flex and stretch, and can stand out from the many sons of the former Nanjun Taishou. After developing Nanjun for so many years, do you think it is really as old and ignorant as his appearance?"

"Because the age is long, you don't know many things, mainly because Tang Xiansheng took control of the South County, and contained a lot of news. It was not the people of that era and didn't quite understand."

"Tang Xiansheng's mother is the daughter of Fengyue. Tang Xiansheng's suffering and humiliation have been far from what you can imagine."

The Master said slowly.

Kong Nanfei and Mo Tian's face changed slightly.

Tang Xiansheng's mother is actually Fengyue girl?

This……

"So, you can imagine how difficult it was for Tang Xiansheng to take the position of the South Guardian?"

"In fact, in today's world, the West, North, and South counties... Of the three forces, the one who is most afraid of is not Bawang, nor Dantai Xuan, but Tang Xiansheng."

"This person created Nanjun like an iron bucket and could not find any breakthrough."

"Unlike West County and North County... there are obvious gaps."

The Master leaned on the rocking chair, shaking it gently, his eyes blurred.

Kong Nanfei and Mo Tianyu glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

It turned out that Tang Xiansheng, so confusing the Master?

...

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

The second floor of Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

Lu Fan pinched a ray of golden awn and looked at it quietly. There was a sense of consciousness hidden in the golden awn, but this consciousness refused to release or dared not release it.

Lu Fan did not care, this is a ray of spiritual consciousness, but it seems to be much looser than Lu Fan's spiritual consciousness.

Lu Fan was somewhat surprised.

However, Lu Fan thought that he often placed the mountain and river bureau and the wind and rain bureau. "Yi Tian Shi" seemed to be of great benefit to the consolidation of soul strength. Now it seems that this chess game can also feedback Taoist knowledge after condensing soul strength.

This was unexpected surprise that Lu Fan discovered.

"It's like a tortoise."

Lu Fan looked at the pinch of golden awns and said lightly.

There was a wave of fluctuations in the golden mansions, and soon, it became silent again.

"Fuck..."

Lu Fan rubbed his fingers on the wheelchair guards.

The red awn appeared at once, and the hot, hot flame seemed to burn the golden awn.

"If you don't come out, then burn it."

Lu Fan said lightly.

The words fell, and the Golden Mandrel shuddered like a snake.

Soon, a wave of consciousness surged in the Golden Mansions.

"Scam, this world is a big scam!"

The grievances in Jinmang are extremely heavy.

Can his resentment not be serious?

I thought it was an opportunity to devour the origin of the world. As a result, this world is low-key on the surface, but secretly it has an old monster comparable to the Golden State.

Lu Fan's eyes narrowed.

Finally willing to show his head.

Lu Fan actually has a lot of curiosity in his mind.

For example, how did the Golden Mansions come to the Five Phoenix Continent, is it because of the system guidance?

Does the owner of this golden man know that Lu Fan has a system?

"What are you? How do you appear here?"

"Why did it appear in this world?"

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, propped his chin in one hand, and laid it on the thin blanket covering the thighs with one hand, he asked in a hurry.

After questioning, the mind moved, and he controlled Fengling Sword with a scorching breath, approaching the golden mansions, and immediately burned it into nothingness.

Jinmang couldn't help shaking.

He hasn't answered yet?Why did it bake?

A wisp of spiritual consciousness will be fed back to the body, which will affect the body's practice.

Jinmang calmed down now, he still wanted to keep it.

"This is a ray of spiritual consciousness of the deity. The deity is attracted by the origin of the world, cutting a ray of spiritual consciousness into this world..."

There came the golden mansions, with a somewhat charming magnetic voice.

However, he said no more here.

It’s not that I don’t say it, but I can’t say it anymore.

Lu Fanmei's pick, the origin of the world?

He seemed to understand something.

This golden man, unaware of the existence of the system, was attracted because of the so-called world origin.

"System, what is the origin of the world?"

Lu Fan asked about the system in his heart.

He did not ask Jinmang because he felt that Jinmang was not reliable.

"The low-martial world has no origin, and condensing the origin means stepping into the Chinese martial arts. The strength of the origin represents the strength of a world's extreme strong. The origin can also be called heaven."

"Note: The host is no longer within this rule."

The systematic explanation made Lu Fan's eyes shine.

Lu Fan understood the reason for the appearance of the plane spirit master avatar.

For a time, Lu Fan's gaze turned to Jin Mang became more and more interesting.

Jinmang's consciousness shivered.

...

On the Imperial City Avenue.

After the dynasty, the hundred officials moved quickly.

Tang Xiansheng walked with his sleeves closed, his face as usual, as if there was no difference from usual.

However, Tang Yimo, who was behind him, was able to feel the changes in Tang Xian's life.

Obviously, on that kneeling, his heart was not calm.

"One ink..."

Tang Xiansheng said.

"Ok?"

Tang Yimo gave him a puzzled look.

"Keep your energy well, and in a few days, for the father's life...it will be in your hands."

Tang Xiansheng took a deep breath and said.

Tang Yimo heard the words, his eyes could not help shrinking.

"If you can return to Nanjun this time, you will be your sister's lordship for your father... give your mother a place."

Tang Xiansheng said with emotions.

Tang Yimo was stunned. The sincerity in Tang Xiansheng's words left him a little dazed for a while.

A gust of wind was blowing.

Blowing the fine gravel on Huangcheng Avenue, blowing Tang Xiansheng's clothes and Tang Yimo's vertical temples.

It took a long time before Tang Yimo's low voice sounded.

"it is good."

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