honor me as god

Chapter 159 The Far Eastern Dynasty
(two chapters in one)
Destiny is a wonderful thing. A person's life is obviously so long. From the perspective of human life, a short encounter is just a flick of a finger, but the encounter that seems to be in a lifetime can penetrate time.

"Hit! Smash him to death!"

"What, a newcomer is so arrogant!"

"Remember, meddling in other people's business is the end!"

"I'll give you a slap in the face! Let you sue!"

A thin little boy fell on the ground, covered in mud, and was being beaten by several older children around him. Judging from their age, they were all children in their early ten years old.

The little boy was protecting his head, and his voice was very stubborn: "It's wrong for you to snatch Dudu's biscuits!"

The Kid King kicked him on the head and cursed, "None of your business! I warn you, if you dare to complain to the nun again, I'll knock out all your front teeth!"

The little boy shouted unyieldingly: "Hit me and I will say it! If it's wrong, it's wrong! It's not right to grab anyone's biscuits!"

"I think you deserve a beating!" The child king was furious, and he punched and kicked him together with his companions.

Just when Kid King beat the little boy violently, there was a sudden "bang", severe pain came from the back of his head, and his head was buzzing. He was so painful that he half-knelt on the ground, and when he touched his back, his hands were covered with blood.

"Are you trying to die??!" Amid Kid King's roar, the little boy subconsciously looked up.

The autumn wind was slightly cold, and the withered and yellow leaves fluttered like butterflies. A girl with heroic brows stood in the wind. She was dressed in white clothes as clean as winter snow. The most eye-catching thing was her eyes, which were a very rare rose red.

The girl looked a few years older than the little boy, and was about the same age as the king of kids. Holding a bloody baseball bat in her hand, she snorted heavily: "I have endured you for a long time! Bully this one today, bully that one tomorrow!" , thought no one would dare to beat you, right? Now, immediately apologize to this boy!"

Kid King grimaced: "I won't! What can you do?!"

The girl clenched the baseball bat tightly, and said coldly, "Then hit until you apologize!"

The kid king roared angrily, "Alpaca", and rushed forward with several other children, fighting with the girl into a ball.

If it were to change to the past, in this kind of fight with more fights and fewer people, the side with fewer people would definitely retreat in terms of momentum.

But this girl was very brave, she didn't care about others, she let the fists fall on her body, just stared at the child king's violent beating, when someone punched her, she gave him a stick, making him roll all over the ground and scream.

After the fight, both the girl and the child king were bleeding, and their faces were bruised and purple.

The girl still didn't care about it, and swung the baseball bat crazily, each stick was hit firmly, bringing the child king's howl of pain.

As the saying goes, those who are poor are afraid of being cruel, those who are stupid are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stupid are afraid of dying.

The girl's relentless ruthlessness directly discouraged Kid King's companions.

Kid Wang was beaten all over the ground, and couldn't stand it any longer. He cried out, "Don't hit me, don't hit me! I admit defeat!"

The girl wiped her nosebleed vigorously, pointed to the trembling little boy and said, "Then you apologize to him! Immediately!"

Kid King climbed up in front of the little boy and cried, "I'm sorry! It's my fault. Please forgive me. I'm really sorry."

The girl kicked Kid King on the ass, and said fiercely, "Don't think that there are many people! Next time you bully other children, I don't care about others, I will beat you! Watch you and beat me! Beat like this until you beg for mercy!"

"Don't dare, don't dare! Never again!" The child king wailed loudly, got up with a limp, and ran away with his companions in desperation.

"Stop!" the girl shouted.

The brats quickly stopped, not daring to move.

The girl walked around them a few times, and waved her hands impatiently: "Forget it, let's go, I wanted to ask you to hand over your biscuits as compensation, but wouldn't I become a villain too?" .Go, go, out of my sight."

The bear children fled in a hurry.

"Huh——finally taught these guys a lesson, it hurts me to death." The girl rubbed the bruise on her face, stretched out a baseball bat to the little boy, and showed her cute little canine teeth when she smiled, "Are you all right? ,stand up."

The little boy stood up holding the baseball bat. He covered the wound on his body, shrunk his head and whimpered: "It hurts so much."

"Ah! Does it hurt? I'll help you find a solution." The girl paced back and forth, and suddenly thought of something, took out a candy from her bosom, opened it and stuffed it into the little boy's mouth, "Come on, eat the candy!"

The little boy was suddenly stuffed with sugar, he was a little dazed, he subconsciously rolled the sugar back and forth in his mouth, and looked at her timidly.

The girl blinked: "Is it sweet?"

Feeling the sweetness in his mouth, the little boy nodded quickly.

"Hey, isn't it delicious? This is my favorite toffee. When I was sick, if my body hurts, I would eat candy. I forgot the pain when I ate it!" The girl moved her little face closer, Looking at the little boy with expectant eyes, "How about it, don't you feel pain anymore?"

Little boy: "It hurts."

Girl lifts up a baseball bat.

Little boy: "It doesn't hurt."

The girl took back the baseball bat and said triumphantly, "That's right~"

The little boy showed a smirk and touched the back of his head. He had sugar in his mouth, his dodging eyes were a little shy, but he still said gratefully, "Sister, thank you for helping me."

"It's nothing, I just can't stand their bullying!" The girl walked around the little boy, looked him up and down, tilted her head and said, "Speaking of which, you are the 11th new kid, right?"

The little boy nodded hastily.

"You are so skinny, but when you see them snatching Dudu's biscuits, you still dare to stand up and stop them. How brave!" For the lost child, she said that she would promise me one thing, I will tell her later that I will let you be my deskmate, otherwise it is pitiful for you to sit in the corner alone~"

Feeling the girl's soft embrace, the little boy felt as if there was a warm current rushing through his heart. He looked at those rose-red eyes, and asked curiously and longingly, "Sister, why are you so kind to me?"

"Well, I can't say. I've been here since I can remember. In fact, I'm used to being alone, but sometimes I still want someone to play with me and talk to me. Maybe." In the autumn when we first met , the girl smiling in the wind lit up the first ray of light in the little boy's heart, "I want a relative~"

"1111"

A hazy call came, and 11 slowly opened his eyes. He was very weak, dizzy, and his head hurt like lead. thing.

The quality of sleep is getting worse and worse. Always dreaming
11 Belongs to high-intensity mental workers, the consumption of sugar is huge, and they often have hypoglycemia symptoms. They are not easily woken up after falling asleep, and they will feel dizzy for a long time when they wake up.

Lu Yuqing saw that 11 had woken up, took out a candy from his bosom to feed him, and said softly, "We're in Xizhou."

11 At this moment, Lu Yuqing's lap was on his pillow, and he had slept for an unknown amount of time. What was more embarrassing was that he was so sleepy that some saliva dripped out and stuck to her skirt.

"Sorry, I don't sleep well." 11 sat up and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

Lu Yuqing smiled: "It's okay."

11 Looking around, there are teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, and workshops on both sides of the street. There are many small vendors with big umbrellas in the open space. Pedestrians are bustling with traffic, and the shouts of vendors and customers' bargaining can be heard from time to time.

Generally speaking, the folk life of the Far Eastern Dynasty is not much different from that of the Dogoland Kingdom, except that the styles of clothing and architecture are completely different, which is due to different historical cultures.

It is evening now, and the evening sun is shining on the eaves of the pavilions, adding a bit of hazy and poetic flavor to the prosperous Xizhou evening scene in front of you.

11 Take Lu Yuqing out of the car and bid farewell to the caravan boss.

Xizhou is the main city on the border of the Far East Dynasty, similar in nature to Twilight City, with around 8000 soldiers.

11 saw some military officers wearing "Bronze Dragon Robe" and "Silver Dragon Robe" one after another, and even saw a senior military officer wearing "One Claw Golden Dragon Robe".

The Far East dynasty has a high degree of centralization, unlike the royal family in Dogrand, each family has its own serial title.

The ratings of the Far Eastern Dynasty are uniformly canonized by the Gyeonggi court, distinguished by the color of the clothes and the dragon claws, from low to high: bronze dragon, silver dragon, one-clawed golden dragon, two-clawed golden dragon, three-clawed golden dragon, four-clawed golden dragon, five-clawed golden dragon golden dragon.

It is worth mentioning that in Doguland, the sequence rating is only related to strength.

For example, Denisa Doguland, the strongest extraordinary person in the entire kingdom, and the only red wheel of the seventh sequence.

But in terms of official position, Denisa is only the chief imperial bodyguard, not an official with real power.

In the Far Eastern dynasty, clothes and ratings were more of a status symbol.

For example, the "five-clawed golden dragon robe" can only be worn by the present day, and the rest of the court officials, even the most powerful in the dynasty, can only be entrusted to wear the "four-clawed golden dragon robe".

Back to the present.

11 Walking towards the military officer in the One Claw Golden Dragon Robe, he greeted him in the Far Eastern language, "Master One Claw."

Yizhuo looked at 11 and looked him up and down: "You and I know each other?"

"I don't know each other, but I have something to ask." 11 said with a smile, "Can you lead me to Gyeonggi to meet the Son of Heaven?"

Yizhuo just laughed at it: "Joke! Is it possible that you can see the Son of Heaven whenever you want? Who are you?"

11: "I'm from Dogrand, and I have something to see the Son of Heaven."

Yizhuo said nonchalantly: "Any official below the [-]-paw Golden Dragon who wants to go to Gyeonggi-myeon-san needs to make a petition to the "Tianxuan Division", and the same is true for foreigners.Go to the end along this road, go to the right, there is the Xizhou branch of Tianxuan Division, you can go there yourself. "

11: "That will have to wait a long time?"

"I don't know, play it myself." Yizhuo obviously didn't want to reveal too much.

11 took out a bag of silver moons: "I'm in a hurry, can you help me?"

The monthly currency of Doguland cannot be used directly in the Far East Dynasty, but it can be exchanged for the corresponding amount of silver taels through the bank.

Dozens of silver moons in a bag are not small coins, but it still seems too cold to buy a golden dragon with one claw.

Yizhuo showed a sneer, held the knife in his hand, and said mercilessly: "How dare you bribe the imperial court officials? Now you are arrested on the spot and taken to the "Tianxuan Division" for trial! "

11 showed a mysterious smile on his face, and said quietly: "What if I tell you that I am a visitor from outside the sky?"

The blood on Yizhuo's face quickly faded, turning pale.

Gyeonggi, the capital of the Far East Dynasty, is the magnificent imperial land under the feet of the emperor.

At the main entrance of the court hall, the stretching golden imperial flag flutters in the wind, with a phoenix spreading its wings and a python dragon soaring into the clouds, as if soaring in the blue sky.

Centering on the main hall and spreading out, there are watchtowers built every 50 meters. The whole body is pitch black, like a cold giant spear piercing the sky.

At this time, all the watchtowers were under martial law, and occasionally the dazzling reflected light could be seen, which was the metal arrow behind the sharpshooter of Tianxuan Division.

Under the cold gaze of the guards of Tianxuan Division, two "outsiders" are being taken to the main hall, one of them is a woman with ancient charm, and the other is a young boy with sugar in his mouth, looking very leisurely .

Entering the gate, the floor of the hall is tiled. Although there is a royal seat in the hall, it is covered by a curtain, and only the shadow of the person sitting on the seat can be seen faintly.

At this time, all the officials were kneeling on the ground, facing the ground, and no one looked towards the court.

Not being disrespectful, but not being able to.

Do not look at the emperor, this is the rule of the Far Eastern Dynasty since ancient times.

In all dynasties, the only person who can see the true face of the emperor is "Cangxuan", the leader of Tianxuan Division.

In front of the Tianzi curtain, the contemporary Cangxuan is a petite and slender girl. The four-clawed golden dragon robe moves without wind, and the long black hair cuts straight to the waist. The cool light from the dome skylight shrouds it like a silver waterfall. It outlines the extremely tight waistline.

Cang Xuan turned around to look at the person who came, revealing a suffocating face.

This face is clearly right in front of your eyes, but it is so beautiful that you don't know how to describe it, you have no time to look around, you can't say anything, you can't remember anything, only those cold golden eyes are imprinted in your mind, bursting with the ability to move The world is freezing cold.

Cang Xuan stared directly at the two visitors from outside the sky, it seemed that there was a bitter cold wind howling in the main hall of Gyeonggi, and the sky was full of snow flakes like knives.

"Is the one behind the curtain the emperor of the Far East?" 11 looked up at the curtain and asked with some doubts. Can't see people?"

This presumptuous inquiry made all the officials look shocked.

In the next moment, a rich black light bloomed!

The dark brilliance is surging, not pure black, but a kind of black light that crushes the colors of the world, quiet but terrifying to the extreme, at first glance, it is like facing an abyss.

The black light swept across the hall in an instant, and then converged to the extreme, turning into a blazing cold light, as if a gap was torn in the space, connecting with 11's throat.

Silently, Cang Xuan's figure appeared in front of 11, holding a writing brush-like thing in his hand, and the black light flickered coldly, until it settled down, the sound of violent friction between the writing brush and the air came, The scorching heat that just vented seemed to burn through the hall.

All this happened so fast, 11 stood there, only his messy hair fluttered backwards, the brush in Cang Xuan's hand was pressed against his throat, and his skin was torn apart at any closer, but he didn't tremble in the slightest, balancing life and death at the within a few milliseconds.

11 Raising his hands, he gave the Fagao military salute mischievously, without any fear in his jokes: "Although I don't quite understand what it means, someone asked me to bring this sentence to you—you are the living, and you are deceased."

(End of this chapter)