Great Yinxian Dynasty

"What's the meaning of Dao brother's words?" Wuzi's eyes instantly became gloomy as water, and his hands were stalemate in the air, looking at the emperor with uncertain eyes.

The emperor carefully looked at the judge's pen in his hand, and a flash of pride flashed in his eyes: "At that time in the Yinsi, you and my brothers were fighting together. At that time, the brothers once said that after the incident, you are willing to share this treasure. Dao brother shouldn't forget after he comes out."

Shaozi's eyes flashed with a gleam: "That said, Brother Dao doesn't know that this life-and-death book and the judge's pen have to be together to achieve the best effect."

"Brother Dao meant that he wanted to give the emperor to his life and death? That he was ashamed of it." The emperor was embarrassed.

Wuzi's complexion was tense, with a sullen face, and murderous intent was brewing in his eyes, but it was a pity that he did not dare to shoot.

First, the shaman may not be the opponent of the barbarian emperor.

Second, for the sake of overall considerations, now that all the heavens and a hundred clans have risen together, the Wu clan still needs the ally of the barbarian clan. For a life and death, it seems not worth it.

Of course, life and death cannot be given up, and always have to find a way to win it.

"Brother Dao's words are wrong. Since this seat said that the judge will write to Brother Dao, there is no reason to go against it," he said.

Life and Death Pen and Judge Pen is the treasure of heaven and earth, with the will of heaven and earth, can take charge of the Yinsi, gain the luck of heaven and earth, and become one of the hegemons of this heaven and earth. Into the belly.

"Since Brother Dao is so polite, if the emperor doesn't accept it, the emperor is at a loss, no matter what, the judge will accept it."

The emperor had such a thick face, it was indeed beyond the shaman's expectations. But they didn't have much to say, they could only laugh with them, and the two resumed their previous harmony.

outside world. In the mighty middle domain, the endless awe-inspiring righteousness fluctuates differently. In Yuzhou City, Wang Mingyang's complexion flushed, and finally he couldn't help but squirt out.

"Teacher" Li Ru, who stands behind Wang Mingyang, cares about Tao, his face is full of tension

"It's okay, the mere backlash. As long as the Confucianism is not extinct, I will not die, and I will be seriously injured. Chen Gan's move is tantamount to self-destruction of the Great Wall. Without the protection of my Confucianism, the Great Zhou Dynasty is not far from extinction. It shouldn't be Chen Gan's." At this moment, I feel the constant boiling and fluctuating Confucian righteousness, weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like a lake that is gradually drying up under the sun.

"Teacher, Chen Gan insulted my Confucianism too much. I will not let him go." Li Ru's eyes surged with righteousness, and a touch of blood quietly surged: "How about going to the kings?"

"Hahahaha...," Wang Mingyang laughed wildly every day, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile: "This world is the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Back then, Chen Huan had already calculated my Confucian path to death, no matter how the world was divided and changed. This artifact is firmly held in the hands of the Chen family. My Confucianism is just a dying struggle."

After speaking, Wang Mingyang sighed softly: "Without my Confucian support. I have to see how Chen Qian faced the heroes of the heavens."

As the sound disappeared, the yard returned to its previous silence.

The text prison once again set off waves of blood in the entire middle domain. The Confucian scholars in the world are very plain, and the blood is flying in the air. The awe-inspiring righteousness continued to dissipate, and the blood medley became a legend.

Going to the capital, Chen Qian looked calmly at Void. At the bottom of it, a man in brocade knelt on one knee to show his submission.

"How is it?" Chen Qian's voice revealed a trace of unspeakable peace, and the calm revealed a creepy weirdness.

The man lowered his head, a drop of cold sweat dripped: "Your Majesty, as the Confucian scholars have gone three or four out of ten today, I will be more anxious to be shaken when I go down like this, so please think twice."

Speaking of which, this man is also the confidant of the city wall, the commander of the imperial army, was originally a bold and vicious person, who has always killed people without blinking, but this time he is really scared, how many Confucian scholars are there? .

How many states are there in the thirteen state capitals of the Great Week? .

I am afraid that there are not hundreds of thousands of people left. Hundreds of thousands of scholars have been crippled by Chen Qian’s decree. The entire Confucianism can be said to have been wounded. In this way, the luck of the entire Zhou Dynasty is in danger, even the sky above the palace. Qi Luck true dragons are already weak.

Chen Gan put his fingers on the seat and said unhurriedly: "Kill, continue to kill."

"Your Majesty" the commander of the Forbidden Army lowered his head, not daring to move.

"Why, do you dare to disobey my will?" Chen Qian opened his eyes, divine light was shining, and two real dragon ghosts of Qi Luck came out of his eyes.

"Bang" the commander of the Forbidden Army was hit hard, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Subordinates dare not" the commander of the Forbidden Army touched his head to the ground.

Chen Gan let out a slow "um", the previous crisis in the Yinsi's remnant prison, the strong killing intent, still makes Chen Gan's hair terrified when I think of it.

Where is Yinsifu, isolated from Daqian, as the saying goes: "A gentleman is not conducive to being under the dangerous wall", not to mention Chen Qian's identity, after realizing Wang Mingyang's huge threat to him, he suddenly felt a sense of fear.

"Retreat," Chen Gan said in a low voice, closing his eyes slowly. He now finally understands the feelings of the first emperor. The first emperor hated himself for iron but not steel, and was afraid of Confucianism. After sitting in this position, he Understand the mentality of the first emperor.

"For my son, for the sake of my Chen family, the danger of Confucianism must be wiped out in the bud." Chen Gan seemed to dream.

"Your Majesty, it's lunch." With a light footsteps and a strange fragrance, Concubine Yi walked in gracefully.

Looking at Yi Fei's slender waist, which was less than a grasp, Chen Qian's eyes flashed fiery. I don't know when, Chen Gan became obsessed with Yi Fei to an incredible degree, and wanted to get tired of being together all the time.

However, the will of an emperor and the ambition of the emperor did not allow him to be immersed in the gentle land.

Looking at the clusters of pastries that looked like flowers and works of art, Chen Qian didn't have the slightest appetite. He just wanted to eat the fox-loving and lovely person below.

Slowly stretched out his hand to grab the tray and slowly placed it on the ground. In Yi Fei's gaze, she pulled Yi Fei into her arms and walked to the simple resting place behind her.

Not long after, there was a panic of panting, and the rays of light flowed in the sky. If someone opened the sky with great magic power, they would find a golden and brilliant piece of Concubine Yi’s body, like a phoenix burning in flames flying in the void The real dragon entangled ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The weird thing is that a shrugging tail emerges from the beautiful phoenix feathers.

The hairy tail entangled the real dragon and kept sucking in the dragon's energy. The real dragon tried to break free several times, but finally returned without success.

"Ten years" standing at the entrance of Yinsi, a memory flashed in Chen Jiu's eyes.

It has been ten years since I entered the Yinsi Mansion unknowingly, and they all say that the sky is one day underground for ten years. I didn't expect that the flow of time between this mansion and the world is different, and the flow rate of the world is different from that of the heaven.

"This fellow Taoist, stay here." Chen Jiuzheng was about to return to Le Central Realm, but he heard a low voice from a male behind him.

At the next moment, Chen Jiu suddenly had a horror, how could these words sound so permeating.

However, Chen Jiu stopped and turned around, only to see a monk wearing a gray robes stopped by, his cultivation was vague and unreal, he was looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you?" Chen Jiu looked at the Taoist's plain facial features, only a pair of beards was rather strange.

"It doesn't matter if you don't mention it in the next Dao No., or the unknown person." The Taoist stepped out and came to Chen Jiu in no time.

"You are a man of mystery. If that's the case, what can you do if you stop Xiaoye?" Chen Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his skin was like jade, and he didn't know how many times more delicate than a woman.

"The lower pocket is empty, the Daoist came out from the Yinsi, and his pocket is bulging. Presumably the treasure is indispensable. How about a few pieces of relief?" The Daoist's beard kept beating, like two mice.

Chen Jiu became interested. It seemed that he used to be a bandit and always robbed others. He didn't expect that retribution would come and he would be robbed by others.

Looking down at his chest, his clothes were flat, and there was no "bulging" as the Taoist priest said. Obviously, this was just an excuse for the Taoist priest to rob others. (To be continued)