Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 1966 The end of the old man (first update)
time circle.

This night was particularly cold.

Da Ge Lao walked back to the remote wooden house alone with heavy steps, sat on a chair, his face was ashen, and he closed his eyes in pain.

In the forbidden area, Tianlin held a verdict in his hand and returned to the cabinet with a depressed mood. He locked himself in the house without seeing anyone.

This level lasts for several hours.

During this period, Taboo Tianzun, Guixu Emperor and others returned and wanted to meet Tianlin, but they were unsuccessful.

The next morning, Tianlin opened the door and saw Mr. Sange standing at the door all night.

Mr. Sange looked at Tianlin, his eyes turned and fell on the verdict. His face turned pale instantly. He asked with a trembling voice: "Master, this is"

Tianlin didn't speak, just nodded.

boom!
Like a lightning strike.

Mr. Sange was completely stunned, and his eyes were a little out of focus.

"How could this be?"

"Sir, can you save Mr. Dage? He has really tried his best for the family, even if..."

Mr. Sange knelt on the ground, hugging Tianlin's thigh and crying bitterly: "Even if he has no credit, he must have worked hard! And he can't be entirely blamed for these things."

It is hard to imagine that Mr. Sange, who hated Mr. Dage not long ago, would be so sad now.

be opposed to!

understand!

Then to worship!

In the game with the Great Qin Yun Dynasty, Dage Lao was undoubtedly a complete loser, but Dage Lao's unyielding fighting spirit and daring to sacrifice made him impressed San Ge Lao.

Although there are countless members of the Yueyuan Clan and many strong men, there are very few pure people like Mr. Dage.

"It can't be changed!"

Tianlin helped Elder Sange and said in a deep voice: "When the sacred beast that protects the clan falls, someone has to take responsibility. Dage is always the mastermind of this action, and his cultivation is the weakest!"

After hearing this, Mr. Sange no longer begged for mercy.

The family's top brass has made a decision.

Between the Taoist master and the big cabinet elder, they would rather sacrifice the latter to appease the public anger.

"Come with me to see Mr. Dage!"

Tianlin said, flying into the distance at an extremely fast speed, and after a few dodgers, he disappeared.

San Ge Lao did not hesitate and followed Tian Lin.

I was speechless all the way.

When the two came to the remote wooden house, Mr. Dage was cleaning the yard. He held a broom and swept the inside and outside of the house spotlessly.

Tianlin and Sange Lao stood on the side without making a sound.

After you finish your work.

Looking at the brand-new courtyard, Mr. Dage sighed and said softly: "This house is clean, but the world is getting messier and messier. I can't clean it clean anymore!"

After that, he put down his broom, turned around and saluted: "See you, sir!"

"Please get up!"

Tianlin said and returned the gesture.

Li Bi.

The two of them sat on the stone chairs, and Mr. Sange stood beside them. He thought for a moment, took out a pot of aged wine and a wine bowl from his pocket, and filled them with respect for the two of them.

The wine tastes strong and mellow, and the fragrance spreads for ten miles.

"Mr. Dage, I would like to ask you about the next development direction of the tribe!"

After a moment of silence, Tianlin asked first.

Mr. Dage smiled and didn't reply. He just picked up the wine and drank it down.

This kind of wine is very strong, like swallowing a ball of fire, burning from the throat to the stomach, and then a wave of heat surges up, making his face turn rosy.

After finishing one bowl of wine, Dage Lao poured another bowl.

Bowl after bowl.After drinking nine bowls, the elder of the Grand Pavilion stopped and said drunkenly: "Sir, the Great Qin Yun Dynasty has become a climate, and even the sacred beasts that protect the clan have been suppressed. My suggestion is to stick to the central region. Before the clan leader breaks the barrier, no matter how hard it is, Take the initiative again!”

After Tianlin heard this, he felt a little uncomfortable.

If you listen to the words of Mr. Dage, the future development direction of the Sewijing Clan will change from offense to defense.

This also means that the Shuiyue clan is completely unable to suppress the Great Qin Yun Dynasty!

"Mr. Sange, your farewell wine was good!"

Seeing Tianlin deep in thought, Mr. Dage turned to look at the figure standing beside him and said with a smile.

"Mr. Dage, do you know everything?"

Mr. Sange's expression froze, and he raised his hands and asked, "My subordinates have contradicted me a lot in the past. I hope you won't take it to heart!"

"It's a thing of the past!"

Dage Lao waved his hands carelessly, perhaps because he had looked away from everything before death. He looked at San Ge Lao and said meaningfully: "Live well and realize your dreams in life!"

Mr. Sange's eyes turned red and he nodded solemnly.

"Hahahaha!"

Mr. Dage laughed loudly, took out a packet of poisonous powder from his pocket, poured it into the wine, and stirred it slightly with his fingers.

After stirring up the powder, he licked his fingers and frowned.

"It's a bit bitter!"

"Fortunately, I have the wine you brought, otherwise I wouldn't be able to swallow it!"

After that, Mr. Dage picked up the wine and drank it down again. He kept muttering: "It's so damn hard. I won't take poison in the next life!"

Click!

The wine bowl fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Mr. Dage raised his head and looked at the morning sun, and thought about his life. It was a long period of time, but it passed by in a fleeting glance, from the glory of the spring breeze when he was young to the shame now.

"I am a loser!"

Whispers sounded.

The light in front of him became darker and darker, until he was completely shrouded in darkness, and even the sun, which represented hope, could not illuminate it.

Old Dage's throat rolled, he spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and slowly closed his eyes.

The sun shone on his face.

Dye into a halo.

However, the next moment, the body of Mr. Dage began to fester, and his skin began to turn black and rotten. However, in just a few breaths, it was beyond recognition, leaving only a black withered bone, and collapsed suddenly.

Dage old!
Fall!

a few days later.

Qin Wudao set his sights on the Eastern Region, preparing to reap the fruits of victory.

With a stroke of his pen, he wrote an imperial edict and sent it to No. 20 Seventh Legion.

Boom boom boom!
In the Star Air Force camp, No. 20 Seventh Army is training. In the procession, Qin Qian is wearing black armor and holding a sword. He is practicing chopping, slashing, picking, blocking and other movements. Every move and every move contains terrifying power.

This is a martial art created by the big guys in the military.

When he first glimpsed the door, he swung his sword ten thousand times a day.

When he first gained skin, he swung his sword [-] times a day.

When you are slightly successful, you can swing your sword a million times a day.

When you master it, you need to swing your sword tens of millions of times every day.
Since joining the army, Qin Qian has practiced this sword technique with his colleagues every day, and has reached a state of perfection. If he wants to improve, he will have to swing the sword a billion times a day.

Road to simplicity!

As he wielded the sword day after day, Qin Qian's understanding of the art of swordsmanship also made qualitative progress.

"rest!"

When it was noon, the centurion shouted loudly.

The soldier who had been practicing swordsmanship all morning seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He sat down on the ground, covered in sweat, and had no strength to even speak.

(End of this chapter)