The Hardest Opening System in History

The third prince Yin Wen, a figure that no one knows in the Central Government, in other words, he is a legend.

Yin Wen possessed all the elements needed for a legend. When he was young, he was unknown and even treated as a joke. However, when the country was in danger, he turned out to turn the tide.

Especially the last battle outside the city of Shangguo in the Central Shangguo, pushed his reputation to the peak in Shangguo. Even if it disappeared afterwards, there were also countless people of Shangguo who believed that he was still alive.

Since a year ago, when the Central Shangguo fought against the outer world, the entire Shangguo was almost completely plunged into a state of no leader due to the death of the old monarch. In addition, the violent consumption of the Central Shangguo's heritage caused by the continuous warfare caused this too mysterious. The land that was once the strongest country is dying like an old man at dusk.

The most obvious point is that Tangdu has ended the war for more than a year, but the restoration of construction has been extremely slow, and even the population that originally fled has only returned to a part.

And you must know that before Daxia returned to the land of Taixuan, this long-established metropolis was a well-deserved central city on the entire continent!

Under various circumstances, it is most appropriate to use the words of a group of dragons without a leader and a weakened heart to describe the Central Shangguo at this time. Therefore, this country now urgently needs a real backbone to stabilize the people's hearts.

Obviously, with the appearance of the third prince Yin Wen, this declining country began to have a turning point and variables!

After the news of Yin Wen's return to Tangdu, the whole city was completely boiled unsurprisingly. After that, countless citizens of the Central Kingdom walked out of their homes spontaneously, ignoring the heavy rain falling on the sky, and flocked to the city one after another. Doorway.

"Senior Sister Fanxing, I heard that these three princes have already appeared thousands of miles away from Tangdu. Within half an hour, they can appear at the entrance of Tangdu. Now a large number of people have already rushed over there. I will go if I want to. Look over there?"

In the courtyard where the Baolian Jiandi disciples in Tangdu lived, the voice from the sword repair girl Crescent sounded, and after this word fell, the complexion gradually returned to the stable stars. He looked out of the courtyard and responded. Outgoing:

"It's okay to go to the gate of the city. I guess everyone is extremely curious about what happened to the third prince."

After speaking, Fanxing raised his gaze and looked towards the gate of the courtyard. Suddenly, he saw a figure in a white robe walking by, that is, this figure, causing the former to frown slightly, just as if he had seen it somewhere.

The next breath, the starry sea of ​​consciousness shook frantically, stood up suddenly, and then rushed forward directly under the weird gazes of many disciples beside him.

"Hey, senior sister, where are you going?"

Before the voice of the girl Jian Xiu in the courtyard fell, Fan Xing's figure flashed out of the small courtyard, plunged into the crowded crowd, and began to look around and search for the figure she had seen before.

But the weird thing is that even if Fanxing's current cultivation base is not low, neither the divine sense nor the sight can find the flashing young figure before.

The rain above the heavenly sky poured down in a rush, and then the stars standing on the street did not give up. They continued to look around and search. Drops of rain began to slide down the former's cheeks, but the surroundings were all kinds of colors. Silhouettes surging forward.

In this case, Fanxing even thought that everything he had seen before was an illusion.

However, at the next breath, the great sister of the Baolian swordfield suddenly felt that the rain above her head had completely disappeared, and then a young voice sounded directly in her ears:

"Are you looking for me?"

As soon as he said this, the surging aura on Fanxing gradually calmed down, turned around, and stared at Sima Annan, who was standing tall and dancing in white, and said:

"I glanced at Lord Sima's figure with a shocking look before, thinking that I had misunderstood the person. It turns out that it's really you, the heavens are far from the heavens, Lord Sima is all right?"

"Well, it's fine, but it's strange to see the disciple of Baolian Jiandi in Tangdu."

"Why, Lord Sima Ning came here all the way from Daxia in the north. My Baolian swordland is also a member of the Central Plains core land. Why is it weird to appear in Tangdu?"

"I didn't find that Fan Daoist was able to speak so well before."

Sima Annan’s response sounded a little weird. Then he looked at the heroic appearance of the woman Jianmei Xingmu in front of him, and the faint voice continued:

"I don't know if your friend is looking for this time, what's the point?"

"The important thing is nothing important. It's been a long time since I haven't seen you. Reminiscing about the old days, Lord Sima should also go to the gate of the city, why not walk together?"

Fanxing’s questioning sounded, and Sima Annan’s strange color on his face became thicker. After that, he did not refuse, but took the lead in moving forward, and the response sounded:

"When I came down to Tangdu, it was a hard job. Now that there is a girl with Fan, why should I refuse?"

After speaking, behind Sima Annan, Fanxing took a few steps forward and followed the former closely, and the voice came out:

"Master Sima, since I can meet you here, I don't know whether to ask about something."

"Go ahead, you follow me, isn't it just to ask about this."

There was not much emotion in the voice that came out of Sima Annan's mouth. For so many years, as the right arm of the young emperor of Great Xia, he was already a landslide in front of him and his face remained unchanged. At the same time, he naturally brought it between the lines Strong power.

The power of this high-ranking person was so strong that even the stars on the side were taken aback. After a pause, they spoke:

"Master Sima, I heard someone say a few days ago that your country will open the Bafeng Pass in the near future, and you can even let people go to the city on the shore of the North Sea in the rear. Is there such a thing?"

"There is indeed such a matter. According to your majesty's will, Wu Daxia will not close the country, so opening to the outside world is inevitable. There is no doubt about this."

As soon as Sima Annan responded, Fan Xing's face lit up, followed by a little yearning voice, and then it sounded:

"My lord, I once heard that Shenjing, the capital of summer, is the largest city in the world, and it is countless times more prosperous than Tangdu before the war, and more importantly, Shenjing does not completely prohibit foreigners. It’s just that the conditions are more demanding."

After finishing speaking, Jian Xiufanxing's face showed a little nervousness, and even his pace was slow for a few minutes. As soon as he wanted to continue speaking, the voice from Sima Annan in his ear sounded directly:

"So Fellow Fan Tao wants the official to endorse you, so that you can get the Wenzhou Encounter?"

As soon as the words came out, Fan Xing looked upright and bowed respectfully to the young man in front of him, and a solemn voice came out:

"Although this request is not appropriate, I have really longed for your country for a long time, and I hope to allow it!"

When the words fell, Sima Annan looked up and down with interest, and after squinting his eyes for a moment, he responded:

"This world should change again soon. If you still want to come to Shenjing City at that time, then come to the official!"