Traveling through the heavens as a myth

Tenge was closing his eyes to rest in his room, but suddenly opened his eyes and looked out of the door.

"Which guest is here?"

"City Lord Teng, in Xia Ningyang."

The door opened with a "creak", revealing the figures of Ning Yang and others.

Tenge's pupils shrunk slightly, but there was nothing on his face, "I don't know why you are here?"

"Join up with City Lord Teng to resist King Xuanwu."

Ning Yang looked plain, as if talking about what to eat tonight.

"what?"

Tenge could no longer pretend that nothing happened, his expression changed dramatically.

Ning Yang anticipated the reaction of the other party and was about to continue explaining.

Unexpectedly, Tenge said first: "Brother Ning, the matter is very important. I can't decide right away. Give me three days to think about it?"

"no problem."

Ning Yang was stunned for a moment, but still replied.

Ning Yang was about to turn around and leave, but Teng didn't expect Teng to keep it.

"Brother Ning, it's better to stay at the City Lord's Mansion these few days. I can also learn more about your plans and decide whether to join."

"Also."

Ning Yang seemed to have thought of something and did not refuse.

"Come here! Bring all the distinguished guests to the guest room to rest."

"Yes, Lord City Lord."

As the servants of the City Lord's Mansion came to the guest room, Ning Yang closed the door and asked everyone to sit down.

"What do you think of this tenge?"

"The changes before and after are too big, I guess there is a ghost."

"He left us in the City Lord's Mansion. Does he want to inform the people of the Xuanwu Dynasty to arrest us?"

Both Li Tan and Kuafu expressed their distrust of that tenge.

"I think so too." Ning Yang nodded, "However, I suddenly felt that this is also a good way to kill the vitality of the Xuanwu Dynasty a little bit.

"Now they don't know our true strength, it is our good opportunity to start."

In the room, everyone's eyes flickered and murderous intent was pervasive.

Chapter 220

Xuanwu Dynasty, Xuanwu City, Royal Palace.

At this time, in the main hall of the palace, King Xuanwu was holding a court meeting to discuss various major events of the Xuanwu Dynasty.

The princes and ministers lined up on both sides of the main hall, without squinting or whispering, they were stiff like puppets.

It's no wonder they are just to save their lives.

King Xuanwu was above the court meeting, and because of some small movements, the ministers killed on the spot were countless with one hand.

Crossing the princes and ministers on both sides, a ninety-five steps climbed up.

At the end of the steps, a middle-aged man sat on a huge and exaggerated luxurious dragon chair.

The middle-aged man wears a crown, under the crown is a tough, majestic face, wearing a "dragon robe", embroidered on it is not a dragon, but a symbol of the Xuanwu Dynasty-Xuanwu.

The middle-aged man is the king of Xuanwu, Zhong Youdao.

Xuanwu listened blankly to the reports of ministers under the steps, saying "accurate" or "not allowed" from time to time.

Every minister shuddered before the report, respectfully and respectfully, and breathed a sigh of relief after the report.

Just as Chaohui was approaching the end, a voice suddenly rang outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, Tenge, the lord of Spirit Snake City, have something important to tell!"

However, a man who looked like a messenger guard was half kneeling outside the hall with his hands up, and there was a rolled paper on it.

King Xuanwu frowned and his voice became cold, "Present it."

Next to King Xuanwu, a servant hurried down the steps, took the roll of paper, and returned to King Xuanwu.

King Xuanwu spread out the roll of paper, frowning first, and the breath came out unintentionally, covering the whole hall.

The ministers suddenly fell silent, and the face of the messenger guard became extremely painful. After a few breaths, he clenched his chest with both hands and fell to the ground without a sound.

However, no one looked at the messenger guard, as if he did not exist at all.

"Zhong Canghuang!" King Xuanwu shook his right hand, squeezed the paper into powder, and looked at one of the ministers.

"The minister is here."

Zhong Canghuang immediately went out, bowed his head and clasped his fists.

"Immediately rush to Spirit Snake City, be sure to catch or kill Ning Yang, this time there will be another mistake, come and see you!"

At the end, King Xuanwu's voice completely cooled down, making it clear that he was not joking.

"Yes."

After Zhong Canghuang finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left the hall.

After leaving the palace, Zhong Canghuang immediately summoned a thousand basalt troops and rushed to the Xuanxu Tower, preparing to take the teleportation array to the Spirit Snake City.

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The rooms of Ling Snake City, City Lord’s Mansion, Ning Yang and others.

"You said, will King Xuanwu directly kill him?" Kuafu was a little worried.

"It's okay. Even if King Xuanwu is killed, I will still be there." Since breaking through to the heavens, Li Tan's confidence has burst.

"No, King Xuanwu didn't know that there were cultivators in the heavenly realm on our side, so he wouldn't take the shot himself. The most likely one would be Zhong Canghuang."