Chronicles of Heaven

燧都.

Imperial City.

On the main hall of the forum, Bai Suxin showed the list of fallen disciples.

The wind is still on the ground, such as simmering garlic, Bai Suxin has been very cooperative, with a vote of Bailian Palace, the squad ‘just’ arrived.

The ruins of the dynasty, dozens of heads of state are all in harmony, dozens of top ministers roared, and even the people who came from the white lotus palace shouted, and their voice almost smashed the entire hall.

Seventy-eight disciples, such as Bai Wen, Bai Wu, Bai Lu, Bai He, and Bai Lu, are behind a 'home of the Lord'; the other forty-five disciples also have a behemoth behind them.

Their death is like someone daring from the face of a dozing tiger, slamming a beard down, stimulating the family behind them roaring, roaring, and showing their claws.

Especially the White Lotus Palace.

The death of a hundred elite disciples forced a group of white lotus palaces that were intriguing with Bai Suxin on weekdays. They had to stand behind Bai Suxin and Qi Qi shouted for the interests and prestige of Bailian Palace.

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty sat in the throne, squinting, and looked deeply at the courtiers in the hall.

Who is really angry, who is pretending to be a model, who is in troubled fish, who is arguing about right and wrong, in his eyes, are at a glance.

In addition to Bai Suxin and a few old things with deep qualifications, the minds of all the people in the hall, the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty can try to figure out everything. Even the wind that is screaming on the ground, crying out loud, and complaining loudly...

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty sneered in his heart.

This acting is a little bit worse, the expression is too exaggerated, and the words are too impetuous.

Talent, cultivation is not comparable to the entropy of the wind, this heart and means are no more than wind entropy, this is a bit, can not be created.

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty looked at Bai Suxin and blinked.

He is pondering, is this a good show of Bai Suxin's self-directed performance?

Maybe, maybe not. However, it does not matter. The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty sighed in his heart. Anyway, according to the rules of the Sui Dynasty, he still has a hundred years to sit on this throne.

After a hundred years, the ups and downs of this dynasty have nothing to do with him.

Inexplicable, he remembered a very irresponsible, but it is in line with his current state of mind - ‘When I die, which one is flooding the sky?’

Of course, this cannot be said. This kind of mind is just in my heart, saying that it cannot be said.

Gently exhaled a breath, and slowly nodded to the Emperor: "But, this matter, you deliberate, how to deal with it?"

Gently patted the dragon case in front of him, and the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty was not too slow or slow, and swallowed the water: "The second child has already gone out with a million banned troops. There are also 100,000 Honglian Temple disciples. That barbaric country is afraid of being down."

The wind slammed his head up and screamed: "Father... the second child is robbing, this is not fair!"

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty squinted at the wind, and said slowly: "Oh, of course, fair. A bowl of water, it has to be flat. Just, boss, even if you give the million ban, you can have the second child. What is the result?"

The wind is silent.

The wind entropy often governs the banned army to go to the four sides to fight, the wind, and other brothers, naturally also went to the four sides to lead the army.

However, the entropy of the wind entropy, hundreds of battles on the four sides, no defeat, only a dozen or so because the enemy has too much advantage, barely maintained an unbeaten draw.

Such a force, such a means of military unity, has lost many losses on the four sides, and has been trapped in two rounds. If it is not the rescue of the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, it will almost become the captive of the enemy. How can it be More than?

He pulled his head, although he was not willing, the wind was still honestly saying: "Thank it."

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty looked at the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty and spread his hands together: "What are you doing?"

Bai Suxin stood there and did not say anything.

The effort on the face is still to be done. He had already ran to the main hall to show the list of fallen disciples, and he personally rolled up his sleeves and fought. The face of the white lotus palace is still to be maintained. Even if he personally rolls his sleeves, he can't always be himself in front of him!

So many disciples, so many people, are they doing what?

Dozens of fallen sons and sons looked at each other, and they fell to the ground in a uniform manner, bowing to the Emperor.

"Your Majesty, we are willing to send troops and help the Great Hall."

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty looked at Bai Suxin with a quiet look.

Very good, this old face is very good.

It is a matter of fact that Bai Suxin is able to use the power of Bailian Palace to help the wind. This is a matter of course.

However, Bai Suxin can actually call these heads of state and let them mobilize the private army to help the wind...

This eloquence is good.

I don't know Bai Suxin, and how many unsuccessful transactions there are with these kings behind the scenes.

However, the Sui Dynasty’s Emperor’s slogan, even with the addition of these dozens of lords, plus the power of the White Lotus Palace, even with the support of the captains of the White Lotus Palace It is still a little weaker.

Bailian Palace, after all, died so many disciples.

Do things too much, not to let the people below chill, how much to show a little comfort.

In addition, it seems that, in the wind entropy, he and Honglian Temple have also gone too close, and the disciples of Honglian Temple are too strong in the army. If they get the huge population of the small country in that side?

What Bailian Palace wants is power, wealth and fame. These things can be given.

What Honglian Temple wants is faith... Faith is something that can be given, but not too much. Always maintain an equilibrium.

"I am a dynasty, it is the seedlings of the Emperor of the Taizuo." The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty slowly spoke up: "I am in the dynasty, and I can continue to thrive in the four-party demon country, relying on the ancestors. Ze, that is the legendary, the first 'humanity flame' between the heavens and the earth that the monk personally took out."

"The holy fire is not destroyed, the human race is not dead... This humanistic holy fire... Boss, give you a sacred fire, and give you a piece of eternal meteorite, you, you can have confidence, for the Sui Dynasty to flatten the barbaric small country, will those Lost people and people, bring back to the dynasty?"

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty stood up and looked at the wind with great majesty.

The wind stunned, and then I went down with joy and joy, and even the girl said with a smile: "The children will not be able to live up to expectations, they must be the father, and the errands will be beautiful."

On the side of Bai Suxin, there were a few other people who followed him to the White Lotus Palace in the main hall of the DPRK, and they looked at each other with amazement.

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, even the roots of these countries can be brought out to the wind.

This is, far beyond their expectations.

They originally thought that it would be very satisfying to have a piece of artifact in the town. I did not expect that the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty could actually give up the fire of a humanistic flame to help the wind.

"Unpredictable." Bai Suxin slowly nodded, then sneered in his heart: "But it is no different."