Ode to the Dragon

Unexpectedly, Chu Tianxiong just asked.

"Well, it's decided." Chu Feng was stunned and nodded.

"Is it worth taking such a big risk for those poor people who have nothing to do with you?" Chu Tianxiong made a voice again. His voice was indifferent and he couldn't bear to be angry.

"It's worth it." Chu Feng raised his head, and his voice was calm, but it was loud.

"Well, let it go."

Chu Tian Xiong's eyes looked at Chu Feng, and finally put down a sentence: "big things, I'll support you."

Looking at the burly figure of this man's leaving, Chu Feng felt a little sour in his heart for a moment, a taste he could not say -

"I will not let you down, I will not let hundreds of millions of compatriots down." Chu Feng thought silently.

Soon after Chu Tianxiong left, uncle Zhong followed his steps. He was a little worried and said, "my Lord, didn't you want to persuade the eldest son to let go of this grudge and make peace with the Wumeng?"

"But how can you --"

"I changed my mind."

Chu Tianxiong looked into the distance and said in a low voice, "I have been king Chu for more than 20 years. This time, let me be selfish and father."

Zhongbo's words stopped for a moment. He was moved and complicated.

"However, it is said that this celebration of Wumeng was in full swing -"

uncle Zhong was full of fear and said: "not only all the four heavenly kings of Wumeng were recalled, nearly 10000 dark power masters, but also the heads of hundreds of powerful families in Yanjing, princes and ministers, and even the imperial capital Su's royal family, all sent people to come here -"

"according to the energy of the great prince, I'm afraid It's hard to resist. "

"It's just mole ants. It's not worth mentioning." Chu Tianxiong's voice is arrogant, but he reveals a kind of domineering arrogance.

"as long as I have a breath in Yanjing, it will never be the turn for these clowns to be presumptuous!"

All of a sudden, uncle Zhong's eyes are bright and excited -

after 20 years, is he going to do it again?

I still remember the last time the king of Chu sent an army of 800000 troops to destroy the seventeen states and shake the government and the public?

All of a sudden, uncle Zhong is looking forward to it!

...

three days later, the wind was cold and the snow fell sharply.

However, the bad weather has not affected the bustle of Wumeng today, nor can it resist the enthusiasm of the guests -

today is the celebration of the 15th anniversary of the founding of Wumeng, with great momentum and momentum -

the two skyscrapers of Wumeng still greet the guests from all directions with his unique proud attitude.

Today, tens of millions of luxury cars are just like crucian carp crossing the river. Some rich family owners, feudal officials, and even the presidents of various regions of Wumeng all arrive as promised. The scene is sensational and the scenery is no different.

Nine thousand year old Wei Zhongxian, dressed in Chinese clothes, sits high in front of the hall to welcome the congratulations of the guests.

"Dong group, congratulations on the celebration of Wumeng."

"Yan Jing Zhang Jia, wish you nine thousand years old."

"Governor Chen of North China, congratulations to Wumeng --"

"branch of Liaobei Wumeng --"

batch after batch of powerful guests entered the venue and presented valuable gifts.

Most of all, they are gifts of tens of millions of level. This lineup, this battle, you can see that it is unprecedented, and it is no exaggeration!

"Boom -"

followed by the four heavenly kings of Wumeng, the master level masters of the Qing Dynasty, leading nearly ten thousand elite disciples into the martial arts arena, kneeling on one knee and drinking in unison:

"congratulations to Wumeng, invincible for thousands of years, unify the river and lake!"