One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 70 A creepy divination, isn't it?
The blue sky is as clear as a beautiful glaze.

Gu Changan hung the city slowly, and a figure in a red dress flew not far away.

"Why did you follow me here?" He turned his head to look at the woman with dancing hair.

The empress stood on the hill and said softly, "Why are you walking so slowly?"

The two smiled at each other.

Li Wan's smile was slightly sad, she floated down by the lake at the foot of the mountain, and took off the burden on her shoulders.

"There are also moon cakes. I bought them temporarily at a common people's house in Liangzhou. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. No matter how heartless you are, you will celebrate the festival with me."

The moon cake was placed in a sachet, and it was a single piece. Li Wan broke it into two halves, chewed one half gently, and threw the other half to him.

Gu Chang'an caught it with the other hand. The bread was filled with sesame and almonds and had a faint fragrance.

"You can't change the habit of putting things in the sachet."

He fell by the lake, and even though his palms pressed the weight, the ground within a radius of tens of miles shook violently a few times.

Li Wan ignored him, just raised his head and stared blankly at the blood-dark shadow, and said softly:

"Can you let go?"

Gu Changan was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I can't let it go."

There is no need to hide it in front of her, the previous two lifting the city has exhausted the accumulated willpower, and it may take several days or even half a month to slowly grind it up again.

Li Wan walked up to him and stood side by side, pursing his lips and said in a low voice:

"I really want to be buried under the city with you."

Gu Chang'an didn't answer the words, in fact, he walked so slowly, he just wanted to take a few more glances, just leaning quietly is already very beautiful.

Li Wan didn't want to say any more sad words, but said with emotion:

"Actually, sometimes I think about it, it would be great if the martyrs of Anxi could really manifest their spirits. Your parents, grandparents, Guo Xin Duhu, Qin Carpenter...all heroic souls will be proud of you, and you will get the greatest recognition."

There was a hint of longing in Gu Changan's eyes, and he murmured:

"It's a pity after all."

The women around him know him best.

I really want to meet the guards of Anxi and tell each of them that that little boy brought your remains back to the roots. The little boy has stuck to the lonely land from the beginning to the end, and tried his best to achieve achievements that you can't imagine.

Bragging that Little Chang'an has lived up to your persistence, let's praise him, even just one sentence.

"I bought you two pieces of clothes. In the past, you always scolded me for being reluctant to spend money on you. This time it's my compensation. The most expensive silk shop in Liangzhou."

Li Wan took out two snow-white robes from the bag he was carrying. The fabric was fine and smooth, and two peach blossoms were embroidered on the cuffs.

"It's so dirty, I'll wash it for you." She also disliked Gu Changan's blood stained body, and couldn't help but tear off his bloody robe until he was naked.

Seeing Gu Changan twisting his body uncomfortably, Li Wan's lips froze with a sneer:
"I haven't seen you before!"

After speaking, he squatted by the lake, and scooped up water to help him wash his body carefully.

"If there is still a choice, I will not stay with you in the lonely city for three months, and I will not accompany you to ride a white deer. Even if you die, I will be sad for a while when I hear your name at most, and I will not be like this every day. Suffering every moment."

"Look, even ordinary women in the Central Plains know that their husbands are going to defend the frontiers to defend their homes and the country, and maybe Yin and Yang are separated, and they don't dissuade them when their tears are dry. How can you let me, an emperor, stop you?"

"If it's useful to cry, make trouble and hang yourself three times, I think so too."

Li Wanxu babbled, suddenly smiled and grinned at his lifeblood, and continued to wash the blood with water.

Gu Changan stared at her delicate and glamorous side face, with tears still hanging on her long eyelashes.

After washing for a long time, the whole body was clean and there was no blood, but the wounds riddled with holes had not completely healed.

Li Wan put on new clothes for him, rolled up his white hair and inserted a jade hairpin.

"Is the jade tree facing the wind?" Gu Changan looked at himself in front of the lake.

"Smelly!" The empress rolled her eyes, then stared at him for a long time before pointing to her lips.

Gu Changan leaned over and kissed the cool lips, and also kissed away the bitter tears. After a long time, Li Wan hugged him tightly and sobbed softly:
"Chang'an, I had a dream. I dreamed that the barbarians were wiped out, and the Central Plains was restored to stability. The two of us rode a horse with a big red flower on its neck, and walked in the Huajue Lane full of people. There were colorful flags and red makeup everywhere."

Gu Changan put a strand of black hair hanging from her temples behind her ears, and said softly:

"Let go."

"I don't..." Li Wan still hugged tightly, she still exposed her most vulnerable side, choked with tears and said:
"We spent the Ching Ming Festival together at the ferry of the Yangtze River, and spent the Dragon Boat Festival and Qixi Festival in Huajue Lane. Now it can be regarded as the Mid-Autumn Festival. There are only four months left for the Spring Festival in a year."

"Only four months."

Gu Changan was silent.

Li Wan rested her chin on her shoulder. She wanted to advance to the Holy Realm within four months. She would rather pay the price of most of her life to encourage her growth, and spend a Spring Festival with him in Qiuci City.

As long as he is sanctified and brings the national fortune sword Kyushu tripod, he will not be a burden that needs his distraction.

"Okay." Li Wan left Reliant's embrace and put on a bright smile, "Let's go."

Gu Chang looked at her quietly, nodded slightly, and then flew across the city into the distance until he disappeared from sight.

Li Wan sat by the lake without saying a word.

Until night fell, Li Lian, an old lady of the Li royal family, finally found the empress who was as dull as a sculpture. She hesitated to speak, and finally asked:

"Your Majesty, what is Chang'an?"

This is not only her doubt, but also the worry of the entire Central Plains. What she said at Yanmen Pass yesterday was more like a confession.

Li Wan raised her head, even though the letter from home was only a few words, she could clearly guess what kind of cruel choice the person next to her pillow would face.

The whole world, only she knows.

"The more you kill Chang'an, the stronger you become..." Li Wan's voice was exhausted.

Li Lian nodded. Since he was ten years old, he went to the city with a sword. That young man has been killing until now. Although he is trapped in the old world that has not been blessed by heaven, he still creates miracles with his own strength.

"He's about to ascend."

The pupils of the old woman shrank suddenly, and she was shocked beyond words.

Fairy!
Since the beginning of the world, the first immortal in the world!
"Congratulations." She subconsciously congratulated.

Li Wan stared at her in a daze, and laughed at himself, "That's right, how stupid would you be to refuse the temptation of longevity, Bai Yujing in the sky, the fifth floor and twelve cities, are all at ease."

"One person attains enlightenment and ascension, he still cares about the sufferings of all living beings and the torrential floods."

The old woman's smile gradually froze, and her eyes were not only incredulous, but also sad.

unwilling.

This is Chang'an's answer.

Ask yourself, if it were her, no matter if there is family affection in her homeland, she will follow the radiant Tianmen no matter if she is bound by family or country.

That is eternity!
Li Wan said with a smile: "There are two ways in the world, and if you don't want to be the same, how can the heavens tolerate the different."

Looking at His Majesty's poignant smile, the old woman said hoarsely:

"Will it definitely reach that level?"

After speaking, he was silent.

Chang'an doesn't move, who in the Central Plains will deal with the row of land gods in the abyss?
How is it different from Mei Shougeng, who pins his survival on the morality of land gods obeying and not committing crimes?
Before destroying the Heaven Formation, barbarian gods never stepped into troubled times, but they made an exception.

If you set a precedent, there will be a second time.

Once the gods are slaughtered, the people of the Central Plains are like sheep, and Chang'an can only act first.

This is the reason why he took the city of Kucha to the holy city of the barbarians.

"A game of dead chess..." Li Lian squirmed his lips, and then said with suppressed sadness:
"Should pass through the gate of heaven."

"I hope too." The empress folded the soaked bloody robe and put it in her bag, and murmured:

"Even though Heaven and Man will never meet each other, but when I think of him being free in the sky, and coming to my dream every few years, I am always happy."

"Maybe……"

She didn't continue talking, and the husband and wife talked about their own things everywhere, but it would feel hypocritical to mention it to outsiders.

Maybe it's because he's afraid of being alone, maybe it's because of his innate arrogance, but he can't stand Tianmen.

The two spent a hundred days together in Qiuci City, and then visited the Central Plains for another hundred days, a full two hundred days and nights, she was the one who took the initiative to talk, and occasionally felt impatient, Chang'an's eccentricity was like a stone.

What good is there in going to heaven? He is used to being deserted, but he is even more afraid of being alone in the endless years.

"Let's go back." Li Wan stood up and said calmly: "Decree to remind the six countries to rectify their troops."

The old woman was still immersed in grief and couldn't extricate herself.

"Just listen to it, and don't tell others about it." Li Wan glanced at her.

The old woman nodded lightly, but there were still tears in her cloudy old eyes, she was afraid of facing that cruel scene.

The execution of the law of heaven may be seen in every corner of the world, right?At that time, every commoner in Huaxia Shenzhou may have to witness the indomitable hero accept...accept...

All the way up and down, it shouldn't be the end like this.

……

The mighty team flew over the land of Zhao, and Tuoba Tianxia, ​​the leader, was insane. Many times he couldn't accept the shameful fact, and he had a mental breakdown several times, and he was in pain.

"Massacre the city, concentration camp, and kill the Han slaves in one fell swoop!" She kept yelling.

"Calm down!" Tuoba's old monster looked gloomy.

Everyone overlooked the small town of Chengguo, and the place they passed was as dead and silent as the doomsday. Every house was closed, and there was not even a dog barking and a chicken crowing.

"Could it be that the abyss can only run away in embarrassment, causing the belief of hundreds of millions of people to collapse? Is it a joke for the lowly Han slaves?"

"Just like my face, you are equally ugly and stinky, a group of hateful maggots who have fled back to their lair!"

Tuoba roared and cursed all over the world, and fell into a village regardless of his care, with majestic energy surging in his arms, and he was about to kill.

"Your Majesty, are you crazy enough?"

Closing his eyes and resting his mind, Julius Caesar suddenly shouted, and sent Tuoba Tianxia flying seventy feet, knocking down two locust trees heavily.

Everyone is indifferent.

Why don't they want revenge?

The intense humiliation has already swallowed up the heart of Dao. They wish they could slaughter a city one by one, pile up the heads of the Han slaves and tire them into towering mountains, so that they can vent yesterday's hatred.

But what about the leaders of all nations behind him?
Originally, with the rushing speed of the abyss, five hours would be enough to return to the holy city, but dragging this group of burdens, they are still in Zhaodi after a day's walking.

Abyss Tumin, he Gu Changan Tu Wanuo, who will lose more at that time?

The reason why he didn't take the road of the Western Regions was to make the devil feel scruples.

If you want to blame it, blame you, the God of God, in order to show off your achievements, you just ordered tens of thousands of colonial leaders to watch the battle, even the tribal chiefs with the size of a palm.

It's like shooting yourself in the foot with a rock!

The kings and chieftains of all kingdoms, who were engulfed in the long river of qi, were trembling at the moment, and looked back frequently.

suddenly.

They saw it.

Although it was far away, the outline of the blood city was vague, and the blurred blood spots in the sight slowly became huge.

A snow-white robe was hanging below the city, and he was still holding the bottom of the city in his palm, but he was clean, and his white hair was tied with a hairpin.

The wide sleeves are fluttering, warm and moist like jade.

"This is the pinnacle of our yellow-skinned people..." Emperor Waguo Yuta whispered.

Princess Silla on one side nodded numbly.

It's crazy!

That kind of arrogance is not pretentious at all, it's all right for him to follow behind, and he also takes a shower and changes clothes...

Before the great changes in the way of heaven, all countries guarded their own one-acre three-point land, until the barbarians swept the world, and all kinds of strange races gathered in the holy city.

There is no doubt that Gu Changan from the Central Plains has pushed the yellow race to another level.

"continue."

Gu Chang'an's face was expressionless, and he looked around the villages and counties from the corner of his eye. It was supposed to be the most lively Mid-Autumn Festival, but it was silenced by the barbarians.

"Let's go." Caesar's face was uncertain, including many old monsters, he always doubted whether the demons could take over the city at any time.

This is the deadliest point.

But no one dared to gamble, the price of losing the bet was too heavy.

In the weird and absurd atmosphere, the team continued westward, with one person hanging behind the city, as if driving a flock of sheep?
Boom!
Horns were heard from all directions, and the soldiers stood first outside the military office, followed by the brave rangers, and finally the people of the counties and counties took to the streets.

None of them knew what had happened, they just looked up at the scene that shocked the past and the present, it was a miracle that they could not even dream of.

When the seventy-mile giant city flew over, the whole town was darkened, and people watched the white figure with tears in their eyes.

The leader of all nations has a numb face, always feeling like he is parading in the streets, accepting ridiculing and hatred stares naked.

Under the crown of the gods, we have committed crimes, and we are all dignified figures, how can we be so downcast...

Lord, let time go faster.

The old monsters of the abyss closed their eyes tightly. Humans have a sense of shame. They were ridiculed by countless ants on the ground, and they wished to burn them to ashes!
At dusk, when passing through the capital area of ​​Zhao State, there was even more gongs, drums and firecrackers.

Emperor Zhao received the letter from the flying pigeons at Yanmen Pass early in the morning, and immediately ordered to mobilize. The surrounding area was full of colorful makeup and red belts. Peace and joy" and so on.

In fact, the common people see so many barbarians flying in the sky, and with just one thought, their homes will be reduced to hell on earth.

Why are you not afraid?
Because there is Gu Hero!
They trust that man without reservation. They don't know the truth and lack knowledge, but there is always a steelyard in the heart, and the conscience is weighed by public and private.

Light up the city.

The fragrance of flowers fills the sky.

There is a freshly picked osmanthus hanging on the edge of each lampshade. Children are all over the street looking for osmanthus trees. The world says that Gu Yingxiong only loves peach blossoms, but in late autumn there are only fragrant osmanthus trees.

The lamp lights up the winding and mottled seventy-mile city wall, mixed with a rich and indescribably rich fragrance of flowers.

These seemingly stubborn and clumsy actions are actually the romance in the bones of Chinese people.

"Life is born in the vast world, as insignificant as a drop in the ocean, the sages of ancient times must have never imagined that someone can lift a city."

Zhao Emperor Shang Kuo stood erect on the Quetai of the Jinluan Hall, watching the approaching shadow of the city, the sky filled with lanterns floating in the air.

The queen murmured: "Not for fame, not for profit, but to do his best to protect the beautiful rivers and mountains. He is far greater than the sages of history."

"Father, every Mid-Autumn Festival, Gu Yingxiong will be so majestic? This is the happiest festival for my son."

The immature little prince scratched his face with both hands, and made faces at a group of blond barbarians in midair.

Emperor Zhao was silent for a moment, and earnestly taught:

"The radiant Gu Yingxiong is actually no different from this full moon. Usually, you don't think of him very often, and you always feel that he will always be there."

"However, it is different from the moon. It will never rise after it sets, and it will never come back after crossing the sky."

"Ah..." The youngest son looked frustrated.

Emperor Zhao's eyes were in a trance, and he said softly:

"But those old traces that have been obliterated in time will never be forgotten by people."

"Every Mid-Autumn Festival in the future, the people of Zhao State will think of the scenery of tonight."

In fact, he was also very puzzled, why Chang An made that phone call at Yanmen Pass, which was more like confessing his last words.

But who can defeat Chang'an?
In the harsh and desperate situation of the isolated city of thousands of miles, Chang'an has always stood firm, and now it is able to confront the land gods head-on. This is clearly the dawn of dawn.

Maybe it is to inspire the fighting spirit of the Central Plains.

In short, he never believed that this man would fall.

Suddenly, Manchao Wenwu raised his arm high, stretched out his thumb, and then slowly lowered it.

"brute!"

"brute!"

"brute!"

The voice of the Imperial City Scholar Ranger was like rolling thunder, stirring endlessly.

Mei Shougeng, who was in mid-air, trembled, looking at the crazy faces of his father and fellow villagers, his heart was bleeding.

The ancients said that not returning to one's homeland after being rich is like traveling at night in brocade clothes, but when he passed by his homeland, he was insulted overwhelmingly, piercing into his heart like awls.

The leaders of neighboring countries such as Silla, Baekje, and other neighboring countries pouted. They are familiar with the history of the Central Plains. Xiang Yu, the overlord of the people, would have no face to meet Jiangdong's elders after losing a battle. How dare you, Duke Mei, pass by your hometown?
In terms of shame, Duke Mei is the worst.

"Those who achieve great things don't give in to small things. One day, Zhao Guofu will reverse the case for me, and Huaxia History Book will give me a fair evaluation."

Mei Shougeng wept bitterly, even though thousands of people spurned him, he still did not change his belief.

Poor fools and rascals, don't they understand that they will die at any time without a place to bury them?

Your life is only in the thought of the Supreme Kingdom of God!
If it weren't for the concern for the safety of the colonial leaders, Zhao's land is now devastated, and one day the abyss will no longer look forward and backward. How can Dongtu resist the stalwart gods?

Gu Chang'an continued to be stubborn, that day is not far away, he is safe and sound, but he cannot save the common people.

……

Depressed all the way until the next day, the sky was bright.

Zhaoman border boundary monument, Tuoba Tianxia stopped, and one step forward is the country.

Forbearance.

If you can bear it any longer, you will be a turtle!

"Shan Yu Li, take a gamble."

Caesar suddenly looked at the old Turkic king with a threatening look in his eyes.

The surroundings were instantly dead silent.

All the old monsters from the abyss looked at the Turkic King.

Shan Yuli's face was shrouded in gloom. He understood the look in Caesar's eyes, threatening his 200 million Turkic people.

Hey!
Damn Anglo-Saxon pirates!
"King Shanyu, please contribute to the Supreme Kingdom of God, he will never be able to lift it up again."

Tuoba Tianxia's voice was earnest, low and low.

"Forcing me?" Shan Yuli said coldly.

Only silence answered him.

The gods of the land, only he has the burden, and the 200 million people with Turkic blood are the biggest weakness.

If the gods abandon everything, can they abandon their own people?
"Smash me to death!"

The Turkic king made a decision in an instant, turned around and stepped towards the majestic city wall, half a pillar of the Tianmen hanging above his head, shining brightly.

A ferocious wolf evolved from Qi machine gushed out of the body, howled wildly in the air, and plundered people and wolves to Blood City.

The leader of all nations stared at him, not daring to blink.

Gu Changan stood facing the wind, he didn't care, and said lightly:
"You too?"

He didn't bother to put on any more, and slowly released the sword energy all over his body, gathering and drawing an extremely huge arc in the sky, vaguely like a turning waterfall.

But that kind of killing aura, which was different from the new world, had a huge impact in overlapping layers, and it swallowed up the fierce wolf, and poured all the air-cracking sword energy into Shan Yuli.

The Turkic king's expression changed suddenly, and he took advantage of Tianmen's continuous flow of energy to make lightning roll around his arms, barely eliminating the sword energy invisible.

One move.

Comparable.

The old monsters of the abyss were dizzy, Tuoba Tianxia was almost suffocated, and the minds of the leaders of all nations went blank.

There is no need to lose the city!
On the second national calamity day, after the devil killed Moonlight with seven taels of flesh and blood and seven-colored swords, he might have the strength to rival land gods.

The entire city is too dazzling, and all eyes are on the seventy-mile city wall, ignoring this cruel reality...

Gu Changan stared at the dense aura, and said calmly:
"Even if you hold the lonely city with one hand, you can still suppress you. If you go forward or continue to fight, I will accompany you."

The Turkic king turned his head to look around at the old monsters, and said hysterically:
"Give up your illusions, fight together, stop thinking about your own interests, whoever is unlucky will be crushed to death, and blood will be paid!"

Julius Caesar turned into a rainbow and headed west, followed by his sister Cersei.

The five peak gods guarded the leaders of all nations and rushed back to the holy city without saying a word.

They firmly believe that they will not be stoned to death, but at least they will be blocked by the road of disability. How is it different from death?
There are always more ways than difficulties. When you return to the abyss and use the resources of heaven, you will always come up with restraint methods.

As for the shame, you have to bear it.

"Hahahahahaha..." Tuoba Tiantian raised his head and laughed loudly, and said to the crutch old woman beside him:

"Do you know who I think of?"

"Zhe Lansu, Yue Jiuling, Hu Yanshou, Tuo Ba Li." The old woman's voice was gloomy and embarrassing.

Step by step back to the bottom line, and put the rope around his neck, how similar?
If there are spirits in the sky, the latter three might have tilted their heads with a smile. How could the abyss of heaven have fallen to this point?

So stupid? !
We all know that this path is wrong, but we still have to go!
……

Two days later, the city in the sky, known as the most beautiful city in the world, was dead silent, even the church singing was gone, and the doors and windows of the gold leaf castles were tightly closed.

The dusky castle stands alone in the abyss, with blood-colored ancient trees lying around, exuding a damp and rotten smell.

One by one, the old monsters stood on the spiral staircase, and the altar could only hear the sound of panting, and everyone felt terrified.

What is Gu Hannu waiting for?
Has been hovering outside the city and does not come in, is it true that he intends to fall into the abyss?
Tuoba Tianxia's steps were broken and hurried, and he circled the altar like a spinning top. The silent Caesar finally broke out, shaking his messy blond hair and roaring:
"Shame of the abyss! Shame of the kingdom of God!!"

The reason why he lost his composure——

Luck has fallen to the ground.

The moment the news spread back to the holy city, the people's self-confidence was completely disintegrated, and their blind worship of the way of heaven was gradually shaken, causing the fate of the country to fall off a cliff.

The city outside the city is a moat of glory and collapse, a moat of eternity and disillusionment!
"Pope, think of a way!" Julius Caesar kicked open the door of the bronze temple, and there was an old and ancient cardinal sitting cross-legged in the haze of thunder.

He is over two hundred years old, and his cultivation has stagnated in the holy realm. When the heavens changed drastically, the pope happened to be preaching in the tribe, and he was almost the first to receive the favor.

He understands the law of Dao Yun better than the world. Whether it is the ghost image of the cross, the purple blood hourglass or the formation of destroying the sky, it all comes from his flash of inspiration.

The haggard old man frowned deeply, and there was no way to check and balance in a short time.

"He is using sword energy to sense whether the abyss will reject this city..."

He was half-speaking, but was interrupted by a voice under the light curtain of the altar.

"Herades' prophecy has come true, seven times the spiritual power."

An elegant lady with reddish-brown curly hair had a hoarse voice, and blue flames were burning in her graceful pupils.

Abyss practitioners have long been insensitive.

Do you still use divination?
Lift up a seventy-mile giant city with flesh and blood! !

The prophecy that has been terrifying the abyss has finally come to an end.

Suddenly, the lady's seven orifices ooze blood, as if there is a thread hooking her soul in the dark, and the divination plate placed beside her is instantly cracked.

She quickly opened her eyes and closed them again, covering her heart in pain.

"Weima Melissa, don't tell me it's another terrible news." Tuoba Tianxia looked at her coldly.

Melissa shook her head, forced a smile on her face and said, "God bless the people, the spiritual strength of the Han slaves in the East is at an end."

The abyss practitioners let out a long sigh of relief, but a voice of fury sounded.

"I want to know the truth!!"

Julius Caesar suddenly appeared at the altar, and he had just keenly captured the shock that flickered in Melissa's eyes.

The lady's heart seemed to be grasped by both hands. After a moment of hesitation, she paused and said:

"good news."

"Say." Caesar remained expressionless.

Melissa pretended to be calm, and suddenly said firmly:
"Honorable Mr. Cable, if the omen is true, you should be ascending."

Air stagnation.

Silent.

After one breath, it was like a thunderbolt falling on the chests of everyone, causing billions of waves in their hearts!
Caesar's expression changed again and again, from disbelief to shock, to deep joy.

"Yes, me?" His throat rolled, and the three words were extremely sharp.

"Sir, congratulations, you are the pride of our Anglo-Saxon race."

The lady gave a flattering smile.

The entire castle is like a gloomy tomb, without a single sound.

How to digest this shocking news?

Caesar the Great did not have the joy he imagined, but instead looked gloomy, threatening:
"God is staring at you. If you lie, you will swallow [-] blood needles. If you can't swallow it, your whole family will swallow it."

At his level, there should be a sense of whether he can ascend or not.

Besides, even if he couldn't sense it, he couldn't take that step at the peak of his country's fortune.

What made him suspicious the most was that the Heaven Destroying Formation had made him retreat for nine years.

Without fear, Melissa met his sharp gaze and said with a smile:

"There is a saying in the British islands, take a step back to open up the sea and the sky, and if you step back, you will cut off the shackles that bind your heart."

Caesar the Great was dubious, and ordered sternly:

"Go to the center and call three first-grade warlocks, immediately!"

After finishing speaking, he stared at Melissa:
"If you dare to deceive the deity, your Weima family will never leave."

The noble lady trembled and nodded quickly.

Many old monsters in the castle have different minds. At this moment, they don't even care about the lingering Hannu, and they are all envious of Julius Caesar's fate.

They can all pursue immortality, so what is the hatred of family and country in the world.

Everyone was silent, how could it be so sudden?

Half a quarter of an hour later, three warlocks in strange costumes rushed to the castle.

If martial arts talent is one in ten thousand, then only one out of tens of millions of people can emerge as a sorcerer of destiny, and it has to be a family background. For example, Li Chunfeng, the ancestor of Li Ping in the East, was proficient in astronomy and astrology before the great changes in the way of heaven, and passed on his experience to future generations. , and then rely on the laws of heaven to peek into the future.

"Try it." Caesar tried his best to contain his emotions, but he was inevitably a little nervous.

The three warlocks looked relaxed and lined up under the light curtain, each using their ancestral unique skills to capture the illusory but real traces in the dark.

After an unknown amount of time, the bald and bearded warlock opened his eyes first. His eyes were full of intertwined red bloodshot eyes, and he was obviously old. The gray beard meant that his lifespan was shortening rapidly.

Melissa lowered her head, her fingers trembling slightly in her skirt sleeves.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!" The white-bearded warlock looked haggard, but still excited.

Julius Caesar pursed his thin lips tightly.

The remaining two warlocks woke up one after another, and their lifespans were reversed, but they congratulated happily and were very sure of Melissa's omen.

The castle was dead silent again.

"Your Majesty, reward them with the title of duke, reward thousands of miles of land, and reward slaves and servants of all peoples!!"

Julius Caesar suddenly raised his head, his restrained temperament all along disappeared, and instead he became majestic and domineering.

The four first-grade warlocks are definitely not fake!
You must know that Heralds is only the second rank, but he is ready to foretell the seven times the spiritual power of the Eastern Earth.

He, Cable, the heir of a pirate family, broke into the Holy City with his blood, and now he is finally about to become the only ascender in the world!
Seeing no congratulations, Caesar the Great narrowed his narrow eyes and said lightly:
"Why, this deity is about to fish for luck in the world, and ride a crane in the 36th heaven, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Silent.

Sitting cross-legged in the thunder fog, the cardinal clenched his fists, his wrinkled face was almost full of undisguised jealousy.

The rest of the old monsters are not so obvious, but the jealousy in their eyes is far more than envy.

Selfishness is innate. I am afraid that my friends will be poor, and I am even more afraid of my friends being rich.

Why is it him?
After 30 years of not making any progress, how could he suddenly be able to overcome the shackles? Could it be that he took a step back and broadened his horizons?
"Brother, you are as good as God." Cersei, whose sister is also his wife, smiled reluctantly.

Caesar looked at her and said softly:
"God, it's just a plaything."

All the practitioners were silent. Julius Caesar was so arrogant that he was arrogant, openly blaspheming God and insulting the belief of the people.

"When the deity opened his mouth and exhaled, the immortal energy went straight into the depths of the white clouds and cut out a rainbow heavenly palace."

Emperor Caesar waved his arms, then looked around the entire castle, and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, the deity will pass on the experience and show you a long life avenue at the moment before the introduction."

"To be honest, everyone hates the half-pillar gate, so why can't it be fully opened?"

The weird atmosphere in the altar gradually eased, and the old monsters showed long-lost smiles.

Something is better than nothing.

"Where's the lingering Han slave?!" Only Tuoba Tianxia didn't care about it, and kept hating that figure outside the city.

Caesar stepped on the spiral staircase, and an understated voice came:

"Pope, continue to think of a way, no matter what, Abyss must solve this scourge as soon as possible."

"In case, just in case it is not feasible, wait for the moment when the deity ascends, use the power of the immortal to execute this person."

"A mere Han slave, rebellious against the Dao, beyond his control!"

……

The four warlocks walked out of the castle, just glanced at each other, and then left separately.

This look is tacit, a secret rotten in the stomach.

Lies are riches and honors, but the truth is full of robbery! !
What should I say?
Speaking of a premonition in the dark, the Han slaves in the old world will open the first line of the whole door?
Then they are already dead without a whole body, and today the whole family will be wiped out!

Can only tell a white lie......

(End of this chapter)