The Hardest Opening System in History

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Sitting upright, Zhao Yu's eyes were full of admiration, and he waved his hand forward slightly, and the pictures of mountains and seas in the air slowly closed. At the same time, the sky over the royal hunting grounds in the western suburbs was covered by the sky. The scroll of mountains and seas also disappeared, and the feather-like snow fell again in the sky.

　　 But most of the people on the hunting ground were reluctant to leave for a long time, and let the flying snow all over their heads.

They looked at each other one after another, and in each other's eyes, they saw all kinds of emotions, amazement, pride, gratification, expectation, etc. The net of so many emotions gathered together was so hot that almost everything Snow flakes melt, this is the iron-blooded dream of all young and old.

　　 In fact, the time of this martial arts election is not long, although the space in the small world is quite huge, but the meaning expressed by the two sides of the match has been very clear from the beginning, unreserved and fancy head-to-head, head-on confrontation!

　　 It is in this short millimeter that decides the victory or defeat, but every minute and every second of this battle, if it is slowed down, it is a very elaborate and dynamic game and fight.

　　 The strength of the Celestial Army has exceeded all the people's expectations, almost every one of them is comparable to the strength of the Great Master of Palm Fate's Birth and Death, and even worse in one aspect.

The defensive power of the roshan of the ferocious behemoth, the explosive power of the king of Dharma Cultivation, who was covered by his robe, unable to see his face, the two blood shadows crushed strongly in the battle formation of elite sergeants, and that one person The crushing army of elites shoots the windwalker who can't lift his head.

At the same time, the tenacity and execution power of the army's elite, willpower are also admired by everyone. Commander Wang Jing, who uses himself as a bait, is a fierce and undaunted siege force to repair the army, and he steps forward to kill the enemy with a dagger The lovely ladies of the military doctors and guards waited, clearly showing Da Xia the cutest group of people in front of everyone.

　　 It is because of them that there is a great summer now living and working in peace!

　　 "Yuan Bai, I want to take action against the restless deserters in the southern barbarian jungle soon, what time do you think?"

　　 In the Yu Garden, Zhao Yu's steady voice came into his ears from above, and the young scholar who still hadn't done enough came back to his senses, raised his hands and bowed to the front, and said:

　　 "The morale is right, the timing is right!"

　　 "Nanban is not a martial artist. It is protected by the power of mountains and seas in the small world. A real war will kill people."

　　 The young Emperor Daxia, his eyes recovered as calm as water, but within the words, there was a strong murderous intent, Yuan Bai bowed down again, and his voice came from below:

　　 "It is just as your Majesty meant, with real blood to signal the coming of the new era of war. Your Majesty once said that only blood can reach people's hearts!"

　　 "Good! Come, a draft edict, read out in the morning tomorrow, I will be transferred to participate in the selection of martial arts, the elite troops suitable for jungle warfare, descend to the southern barbarian, and cooperate with the barbaric army, with great trouble!"

　　 "Long live your majesty!"

The military election was over long ago, but it was not until noon that a large number of people in the western suburbs hunting ground shook off their snowflakes and returned to their homes in the city together. After all, the lofty ambitions put down at home earlier were hungry. In front of him, it's not worth mentioning, the big deal is to kneel on the washboard for a while.

　　 Although the man has gold under his knees, in front of his wife, he still has to be counseled.

　　 Just as countless old and young flocked back to the capital city, and the entire silver-clad Xiongcheng gradually recovered its liveliness, two young figures greeted us outside the more solemn Meridian Gate of the Baidi Palace in the snow.

　　 "This is the residence of your so-called old friend? This is the White Emperor Palace of the Lord of Great Xia!"

　　Clothed and graceful, next to Young Master Sima, who was almost indifferent to Luo Xue, the girl who followed him all the way, sounded with strong doubts.

The girl is wearing a green robe that leans toward monk clothes. At first glance, her face is not particularly stunning. She is also very slender, like a green grass in the snow, standing next to the handsome Sima. Don't have a flavor.

　　 Under the midday gate, the indifferent Sima Annan retracted his gaze looking upward, raised his foot forward, and the faint voice flowed in place.

　　 "My son's old friend lives in the big house in front of him. What's so strange about it. If you are scared, you will come and go wherever you go."

The girl in green looked up at the top of her head, two huge and solemn words for Meridian, then looked at the tall and straight back of the young man who was stepping forward, and settled on the spot for a while, finally stomped her feet and raised her slender legs. Then he chased the Wumen.

　　 "I haven't asked what your name is, where you live, and how do you make a living on weekdays?"

　　 Sima Annan lazily responded and then sounded.

　　 "Sima Annan, from his hometown of Jiangling, is a fortune teller."

　　 "Wow, you are a liar who fools people."

　　 The girl’s voice was joking, Sima Annan's mouth curled, and he said angrily:

　　 "It's not too late for you to stay away from me at this time."

　　 "I'm very curious, why don't you fortune tellers count for yourself? Wouldn't it be that power and wealth are at your fingertips?"

　　 Sima Annan's mouth squirmed again after hearing this. He was extremely free on weekdays, and when he encountered a girl with extremely fast thinking, he could be regarded as an opponent.

As soon as the two of them entered the Meridian Gate, the guards of the imperial city stood in front of them. Sima Annan took out a token engraved with the phoenix of the nine heavens from his arms, and after a slight shake, the guards of the imperial city stood in front of the girl. Under the gaze of big eyes, let him go after a military salute.

　　 "Look at your age, this fortune-telling can be counted in the White Emperor's Palace.

　　 "That's natural."

　　 Sima Annan shook his folding fan and looked smug.

　　Shen Jingdongjiao, Tao Palace.

The fat man’s somewhat rounded body walked unhurriedly on the criss-crossing road. He was surrounded by disciples who had returned from the Shenjing West Suburb Hunting Ground to watch the election of martial arts. The excitement on his face had not disappeared, and he was discussing enthusiastically. They.

　　 "The Radiant Army adults established by your Majesty are really like gods descending to the earth, and each one is extremely strong."

　　 The sound of communication came to the fat man’s ears, and as soon as this person’s voice fell, a female disciple of the Zongongyuanyuan who was wearing a robes of Fa Xiu next to him said with admiration:

"Especially that Master Fa Xiu, between the wave of his hand, the wave of supernatural powers destroys the heavens and the earth. It is also Fa Xiu. I am exhausted even when I use a small supernatural power. Although I can't see his appearance, the adult is sure of his appearance. Dignified and extremely refined."

Suddenly there was a roar of young girls, and echoing sounds followed. The girls who were studying in Dao Gong were in a prosperous age. Seeing the figure walking slowly beside them, they realized that the private words between each other had been heard by others. , Suddenly blushed, and a group of people walked away quickly.

The fat man, who was walking forward, rubbed his round face, only to feel extremely hungry in his belly, and he had exhausted a lot of his stamina before choosing Wu. For no reason, he missed the hot pot he had eaten in the bitter tea house before, and missed Qiongye. In the noodle soup in the restaurant, a thin figure walked out in the heavy snow ahead.

　　 The thin man looked at the fat man who was walking up a little, and suddenly smiled, waved and shouted:

　　 "Dead fat man, go to the Qiongjiang Restaurant for a bowl of noodle soup at noon."

　　 The fat man nodded heavily, and the two went away together.

But what neither of them realized was that just after the fat and thin figure walked away, a puppet bird flew here at some point, and a beautiful girl in a red dress sat on it. Against the background of Bai Xue, she became more and more charming. She quietly looked at the direction of the fat man's departure, silent.