A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 45

In this world, Xuan Hao is very poor, and he doesn't even have the money to organize a funeral.

But fortunately, the emperor still had some conscience and was willing to pay for the burial of his master.

So far, no one has come to worship.

I have to say that Li Shuwen's popularity is really not that good.

There was really no one in the mansion, only an old tree, Xuan Hao, and the keel sealed in the coffin beside it.

Xuan Hao, dressed in white, was sitting next to the old tree in the yard drinking tea.

He is keeping filial piety, the master has no heirs, and there is no one to send him to his death, which is pitiful.

But as a teacher for one day and a father for life, Xuan Hao intends to observe filial piety for him for three years here.

When he was bored, he would sit under the tree and take out the "cheats" that his master left him.

It doesn't have a name, nor is it the kind of peerless exercise that Xuan Hao imagined. This is Li Shuwen's lifelong research on bloodline.

There are only a few thousand words, but it is very complicated.

Xuan Hao watched it for a long time, but still didn't quite understand the reason.

This is a book similar to violent blood. It can also be said to be a fragment of violent blood. It is not complete. It was discovered by the old man for decades. I have to say that it is really a talent.

"Control blood with finesse, and use gods to the extreme?"

Xuan Hao murmured the words in the book, his tone full of confusion: "It's more mysterious than Xiuxian, how do you understand it? Can't you explain it with a little more science?"

Shaking his head: "Forget it, when the time comes, go ask the master..."

Then he remembered something, and looked at the yard empty-handed.

Only the dead leaves on the old trees could not help but fall from the wind.

"Dong dong dong."

The door knock sounded.

Xuan Hao raised his head and frowned suspiciously, at this time, who will come to visit?Is it...

Walking to the door, he slowly opened the door.

He glanced at it, and then closed it with a "pop".

"Hey, hey... Don't be so disrespectful. I used to be an emperor after all. You are a serious crime."

Xuan Hao opened the door again: "Aiya, the emperor is coming, and you are welcome. What's the matter? If you are okay, please come back."

"Hey... can you let me go in and worship?" the man said.

"Okay, for the sake of your money."

Xuan Hao led the way in front, the emperor did not bring his personal guards, it should be said that he could no longer take them, and the two walked all the way to the yard.

Going through the courtyard gate and looking into the house, you can see a simple mourning hall.

The two knelt in front of the mourning hall and worshipped.

"Your Majesty, are you here today just to worship?" Xuan Hao asked.

"I came today to thank you." The man shook his head. "Your master is a hero. His achievements shouldn't disappear just because of his death, so you should take it on your behalf."

"Does the emperor want to reward me with a thousand hectares of fertile land? Or a thousand taels of gold?"

"Don't call me that anymore, I said, I'm no longer the emperor," the man sighed, "This world, after all, is the people's world... I just don't know if it will be as your master wished, to be able to Welcome to a peaceful and prosperous world.”

"Don't worry, I will, otherwise the old man will die in vain?" Xuan Hao took a sip of tea, "If anyone dares to obstruct, I will poke him into a hornet's nest."

"That's not enough..." The man was sweating coldly on his forehead.

"So you should have a little more confidence in your country," Xuan Hao rolled his eyes at him. "After so many years, if it perished, it should have perished long ago. People don't give up easily."

"You are still so young, watch it carefully, one day, the white gauze dyed red with blood will become a seven-foot red silk fluttering in the wind. Above, proclaimed, the rise of a nation."

"What your master and apprentice said... It's really similar." The man looked at the young man in front of him, slightly stunned.

"By the way, you said that you are no longer the emperor, which means you can't give rewards? Then what are you doing?" Xuan Hao said with disgust.

"Although I'm no longer the emperor, I still have some status. Don't worry, with us here, no matter what you do in the future, it will be unimpeded. Of course, you can't do harm to the world." Say more lies.

"You? You mean, are you still powerful?" Xuan Hao said contemptuously, "Isn't that still a soil emperor?"

"Hahaha, the dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse..." The man said with a smile, "If you don't dislike it, you can call me eldest brother in the future, we are considered a family, what will happen to you in the future, eldest brother."

"Okay, you cover me, you just don't know what you mean from now on?" Xuan Hao smiled slyly.

"That's natural." The man was confident.

"Then don't regret it in the future!" Xuan Hao emphasized again.

"Of course! I've always made a promise."

Very good, your family is ready to work for me for generations!Xuan Hao is in a good mood.Holding the man's shoulder, like a brother whom he hasn't seen for many years.

……

On the coastline, you can see a large area of ​​densely packed camps, with flags of different colors planted in each camp. Depending on the size of the camp, there are about thousands of troops in each camp.

A not-so-tall, but muscular horse stood in an open space outside the camp and shook its head. On the horse's back was a Western cavalry in uniform.

They are cavalry soldiers stationed nearby. They have been ordered to patrol the outside world during this period of time. Although they are meant to be guarded, except for them, the troops and horses of various countries have already strengthened their guards on the surface, and they are only one of them.

But despite what they said, most of the soldiers were dismissive, and they didn't take the coming army seriously.

In their opinion, on this continent, those weak yellow-skinned monkeys simply have no power to fight them.What's more, there are still groups of warships behind them.

Unfortunately, they didn't understand that even if the lion slept to death, it would still be a lion.

The cavalry on horseback suddenly seemed to see something, frowned and looked in one direction, where a piece of smoke was rolled up, like a tornado on the ground.Getting closer and closer in his field of vision, a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Where is this soot?This is the storm rolled up by the galloping cavalry. Looking at the battle, there are at least tens of thousands of troops.

(End of this chapter)