Building The Ultimate Fantasy

When the Nanjun dispatched by Tang Yimo and Nanfu Army rushed to Dongyang County, the war had come to an end.

The Dongyi were defeated and fled, panicking, leaving behind corpses.

This made the rushing Nanfu Army a little stunned.

Dongyang County, who lacked the army of practitioners, actually kept it?

Moreover, the number of casualties is not very large. At least, the commander of the Nanfu Army glanced at it. Most of the soldiers in Dongyang County did not lack arms and legs.

In such a war, the number of deaths is so small, even less than that of Nanjun. It is simply incredible.

but……

The interest of the soldiers in Dongyang County did not seem to be high, and there was no excitement and happiness after the victory.

Taishou Yangmu personally received reinforcements from the Nanfu Army.

Dongyang County and Nanjun County are enemies, and both sides have had friction.

Yang Mu just sent a letter of aid to Nanjun in a state of try, but he did not expect that Nanjun actually sent reinforcements, or Nanfu Army, such as a training army.

"Thank you..."

There is complexity in the eyes of poplar.

The death of the Master made him understand that there was no reinforcement from Emperor Jing, and the Emperor did not want to support Dongyang County at all.

This made a fire burst into Yang Mu's heart.

It's not just the Nanfu Army.

Followed by, there are Xiliang Tieqi from the horse, Xiang Jiajun.

He called for help from West County, and West County also sent reinforcements.

Tie Qi also has a vertical and horizontal movement in the North County, and a light armored army entered Dongyang.

Unfortunately, the war is over.

Yang Mu thanked the three parties and talked about things on the battlefield again.

The master's record was also informed to the world.

The forces of all parties were a little shocked, and when they looked at each other, they all felt incredible.

They are spiritual practitioners, and they know very well how much advantage they have over mortals.

However, the Confucius actually created a mythical battle with a mortal body.

This made them inexplicably admire the Master.

The reinforcements of each county withdrew, and they left Dongyang County with news that shocked the world.

And a piece of news, also spread under the white feathers of flying pigeons, spread all over the world.

Confucian Confucius, died in Dongyang.

After the flying pigeons fell, the forces of all parties learned the news. At the same time, the news spread ten and ten. The Tianji Pavilion also transferred the news, and it quickly spread throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty.

For a time, many Confucian scholars in the world wept.

But at the same time with more emotion, more forces were still furious.

What anger?

Naturally, the inaction of Zhou Dijing, who is angry!

Dongyang County also sent letters of aid to South County, West County, North County, and Dijing. The earliest aid book arrived at Dijing, and it was a long time ago, but the emperor chose to ignore it.

The three counties, West County, North County, and South County, instead sent reinforcements, especially South County, which had friction with Dongyang County, all sent reinforcements at these moments.

However, Emperor Jing of the Great Zhou Dynasty did nothing, not even replying.

The Confucius had to visit Dongyang County in person, and with his own strength, he took the responsibility and burned the noble spirit to defeat the Dongyi invaders.

For a time.

The world is full of Confucianism and anger, and Dijing has become the target of Qianfu.

Emperor jing.

Yu Wenxiu's face was cold.

The news sent to him by the eunuch made him shocked, and at the same time, there was also irrepressible anger.

"Beilao City... dare to bully me!"

However, the news that followed, like a giant wave, he felt a little trembling.

Master...Dongyang County fell.

Against the Dongyi Xiu pedestrians, they were all glorious.

Upon hearing this news, Yu Wenxiu's body was a little cold for a moment, and it took a long time before he calmed down.

A little eunuch entered the Zijin Pavilion with fear.

"His Majesty……"

"The Master died, and Confucians in the world blamed Emperor Jing for inaction. The Confucians in Emperor Jing gathered on the Long Street and protested, asking His Majesty to give a statement."

The little eunuch bowed, and as soon as the master died, Dijing shook.

You know, the world's Confucian and Confucian students are all Confucius, will the world not be shaken?

Yu Wenxiu was sitting on the dragon chair, and there was no candle burning in the hall.

"What... do they want me to say?"

Yu Wenxiu's cold voice came from it.

"Don't I be saddened by the death of the teacher? Want these Confucian students to accuse me? What qualifications do they have?"

"If the Master stayed in Dijing obediently, would he die?"

"So, why did he leave Dijing and why did he go to Dongyang County?!"

Yu Wenxiu said, seeming to be emotional, and in the end, almost roaring.

The eunuch underneath knelt down on the ground in fear, daring not to move.

"Thousands of people mean..."

"Call my black dragon thirteen." Yu Wenxiu seemed to calm down and said.

Later...

The eunuch left the Zijin Palace, and soon, outside the hall, there was the sound of armor, and one figure after another stepped into the palace.

A total of twelve people, all wearing black light armor, with black dragon head engraved on the armor.

"His Majesty……"

Twelve people arched their hands and said.

"Gather the Black Dragon Guard to suppress the chaos in Dijing."

"I am the emperor, how can these stupid Confucian students give pointers, even if they are pointed by thousands of people, they are not qualified."

Yu Wenxiu said.

Underneath, the twelve looked at each other, all nodding.

"Well."

After that, the Black Dragon's twelve armor withdrew from the Zijin Palace, turned over black horses one after another, and ran quickly in the snow.

The Black Dragon Guard gathered, and the armor was strong, reflecting the cold light.

Dijing Long Street.

A Confucian student wearing a Confucian shirt scolded in indignation.

They gathered together, like a long stream, and slowly went to Zijin Palace.

Moreover, this long current is still growing. There are Confucian scholars from all over the world who have gathered from Dijing to join the long current.

They need to seek justice for the death of the Master.

They need to know why Di Jing did not send reinforcements.

Dongyi is one of the Five Hus, the Five Husbands, and the Lord of Emperor Jing, but he didn't even show any reinforcements.

Isn't it funny about such things?

The people around Dijing watched this Confucian torrent, and their emotions were extremely complicated.

In the crowd.

The beautiful woman in the teahouse shop flourishes, her beautiful eyes fluctuate, and it snows all over the place, which inexplicably makes her feel cold.

"It's going to change..."

The beautiful woman pursed her lips and murmured.

The sound of a horseshoe burst.

The ground was covered with snow.

In the distance, on the snow-covered Dijing Long Street, black armor appeared like a dragon.

The Black Dragon Guards drove horses one after another, wandering unscrupulously on Dijing Long Street.

This is the Emperor's Guard Army, Practitioner's Army, Black Dragon Guard, every soldier of the Black Dragon Guard is wearing black armor and wearing a black dragon mask, exuding a breath like death.

The head of the Black Dragon's thirteen armor pulled the horse's reins.

His eyes under the mask reflected a face filled with indignation and Confucianism.

Said nothing.

The head of the black dragon's thirteen armor raised his hand palm.

Waving slowly.

After that, the black dragon guards behind him rushed out of the horse like cavalry.

The sharp spear reflected the white shadow of the snow on the ground, tearing the snow falling from the sky.

Crimson blood, unyielding anger, spilled all over the floor.

The long streets of Dijing are bloody, and this day is the difficulty of Confucianism.

In the crowd.

The people are all chopped with liver and gallbladder, and many people are paralyzed by the picture in front of them.

The beautiful woman covered her mouth, with an incredible look in her eyes.

The sound of horseshoes gradually stopped.

On the long street of Dijing, dense Confucian bodies were left.

Blood was floating in the sky, even the blood was stained with red.

The sword in the hand of Kong Nanfei, who arrived at the news, fell to the ground, staring blankly at the corpses of Confucian scholars everywhere.

His lips groaned for a while, and the expression on his face suddenly cried and laughed.

He thought of the disappointed expression when Confucius finally left the bookcase.

Yu Wenxiu changed...

Dijing has also changed.

Kong Nanfei suddenly wanted to laugh. Da Zhou set up the Confucian Confucianism for so many years.

Such a miserable situation appeared on Dijing Long Street.

Several black dragon guard spears were still bleeding, and the eyes under the black dragon's mask looked at Kong Nanfei relentlessly.

The black dragon thirteenth sat on the black horse, and quietly looked at the seemingly crazy Kong Nanfei.

The atmosphere was a bit frozen for a while.

Kong Nanfei glanced at these black dragon guards. He had trained the black dragon guards himself, and these black dragon guards have now become terrible executioners.

Slap yourself.

Kong Nanfei turned away, and Xiao Se's figure gradually disappeared in the snow.

Instead of returning to the bookstore, he walked out of Dijing and disappeared on the heavy official road covered in snow.

...

A carriage drove quickly outside Beiluo City, and the horses were panting tiredly.

Mo Tianyu had a lot of vicissitudes, his beard was rubbing, and the whole person was a little sluggish and some lost their soul.

He carried a figure from the carriage.

Looking at Beiluo, his eyes fluctuated.

He said goodbye to Yang Mu, quickly rushed to Beiluocheng, and now finally arrived.

"Teacher, you are here to provide old-age care. Now, the students have brought you here."

Mo Tianyu said.

He trudged through the snow and stepped into Beiluo City step by step.

Beiluo.

Lake Heart Island.

Lu Fanduan, in a wheelchair, seemed to sense something, and his white shirt was hunting in the wind.

He raised his hand and waved it gently.

The Beiluo city gate opens naturally, and the white snow and ice melt away from the ground, like a clean avenue for Mo Tianyu, which leads directly to the heart island of Beiluohu.

Mo Tianyu looked at the ice melting snow, the spotless road, his face slightly fluctuating.

He came from the east, and the Confucius hoped to be able to care for the elderly on Huxin Island, but he never realized it. Then Mo Tianyu hoped that the Confucius could be buried in the heart island of Beiluohu.

It can be regarded as fulfilling a wish in his lifetime.

Tighten the figure behind.

Mo Tianyu was carrying his Confucius and moving forward slowly.

The snow is still floating in the sky, but all the snowflakes are bypassed in the head of Mo Tianyu, without any trace of it.

...

Day letter off.

Nie Changqing walked with his sword in the snow, his body was like a light yan, and he walked in the snow without stepping on the snow.

He soon caught up with Li Sansi.

Because, he found Li Sansizheng alone in the Xirong army.

Nie Changqing pulled out the knife and cut it off, the wind and snow all over the sky were dissipated.

"Where is King Xirong?"

Nie Changqing said coldly.

With his knife, the Xirong army almost lost the desire to fight.

Finally, there was a leader of the Xirong tribe, who was terrified and said: "King Xirong... is dead!"

"He dropped his palm from the sky and shot King Xirong, and God punished him!"

The leaders of the Xirong tribe fell on their knees.

Da Zhou practitioners are terrible!

Li Sansi and Nie Changqing glanced at each other. Nie Changqing seemed to think of something, and the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"It seems that... the son shot."

The son is still very optimistic about Nie Shuang.

Nie Changqing exhaled slowly.

The pig-killing knife waved again in his hand, cutting the snow out of the gully.

The Xirong Army suddenly began to flee wildly.

They once tried to fight back, but Nie Changqing's one-shot, they smoked no temper.

The army of Xi Rong is at large, while Nie Changqing and Li Sansi hold one sword and one sword.

Like two sacrificial stars driving sheep, they followed the Xirong army.

Drive the Xirong army all the way to the west.

...

North county.

Dantai Xuan slapped hard on the table.

The tea on the table shook and burst out.

"Jiang Li was jailed?!"

"What's wrong with removing armor and returning to the field? Actually, Jiang Li was jailed for the crime of cruelty to the emperor?!"

"This little emperor's brain is flooded!"

Dantai Xuan was very angry.

His face turned red, and his eyes were even more irritated. He let the river go back. Did the little emperor let him go to prison?

More than that.

What makes Dantai Xuan more shocking is the news after another.

The most incredible thing about him was the fall of Confucius. That was the Confucian Confucianism, the pillar of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

When the Master died, it was equivalent to the collapse of the pillars of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Why did they dare not attack Da Zhou for a long time?

It's because there is a Chinese teacher Kong Xiu in Da Zhou!

As for those black dragon guards... Will Dantai Xuan be afraid?Xiang Shaoyun will be afraid?

I'm afraid they will hit the ball

No one has a military army!

Even North County has its own army of practitioners.

"Without the reinforcements, I want to use the strength of the Five Hus to cut the strength of the counties, so you are a little emperor!"

Dantai Xuan sat down on the chair again. He took a sip of tea and seemed to feel unpleasant. He picked up the teapot and poured it into his mouth.

He remembered the dream, in the dream... He slashed the black dragon with a sword, and the blood was all over him.

He put down the teapot violently.

It seemed that the determination was finally made in his eyes.

He looked at the attendant next to him and said, "Go and invite Giant and Mo Ju to come over."

The attendant took his orders and bowed back.

Day letter off.

In between the snow, Mo was wearing a crane, standing on the tower, cold wind blowing his face, looking at the vast expanse of snow.

Mo Ju's eyes can't help but a variety of pictures emerge.

In the picture, he was squatting on the roadside in ragged clothes, and a carriage drove past, but stopped beside him. From inside the carriage, a kind old man looked at him with a smile.

He was from the Mo family who was not being treated to seeing unknown people, and now he has become the wisdom kit of North County, a large part of which is because of the old man's help and guidance.

Although Mo Ju's guidance to the other party is purposeful, but... when he was the darkest, he was given the brightest dawn, the feeling of hope, Mo Ju was very grateful.

"Master, let's go."

Mo Ju looked at the snow on the ground, as if reflected by the snow, tears oozed into the irritated eyes.

far away.

The hurried footsteps of the attendant pulled Mo Ju back from his thoughts.

"Mr. Mo, Taishou invites you to a study."

The attendant bowed.

Mo Ju nodded, dressed in Crane Cloth, with a kerchief, and headed towards the study.

When he arrived in the study, he took off the crane and shook off the snow on it.

Dantai Xuan and Mo Beike are already waiting in the distance.

Mo Ju seemed to feel the seriousness and dignity of the atmosphere.

After sitting on a chair.

Dantai Xuanshen took a deep breath and suddenly stood up, arching towards Mobeike and Moju.

"Thank you two for your constant help."

"I hope that in the future, I can get help and companionship from the two."

Mo Beike's eyes narrowed, and he felt that Dan Taixuan's emotions did not seem right.

Mo Ju naturally also noticed the problem.

"Guo Shi's body fell, Jiang Li was imprisoned, and during the five chaotic weeks, Di Jing was silent, watching me wait for my head to shed blood..."

"What did I wait for to fight Xi Rong? Isn't it just that the land behind him would not be invaded, and the people would not be persecuted by aliens? But what did the Great Zhou Emperor do?"

"Since he doesn't cherish this land himself, then this land wants this emperor... what's the use?"

Dan Taixuan said.

His voice was clanging in the study, and there was a loud sound.

Mo Ju's breath is slightly quick.

Mo Beike caressed the chair. Obviously, his heart was not as calm as the surface.

Dan Taixuan's words made him guess what.

"and so……"

Dantai Xuanduan sat and looked around the two, slowly speaking.

The voice is very calm, but this calm, it contains the determination to make people feel terrified.

"I want to set up a new dynasty, country name, Daxuan."

"I am king, call King Xuan Bei."

"Fight the soldiers and cut the week!"

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