In the hall, there was a silence.

The guards, civil and military officials, and the emperor Zaihong were stunned for a moment, thinking that they were confused, so they rubbed their eyes and took a closer look.

Without any dazzling, the Holy Lord they respected and supported actually knelt down.

this……

The smiles of the common people of the Hongkong were already frozen when they knelt down.

Look towards the direction of the hall gate.

Hallucination?

Audit hallucination?

Zhu Hong pinched himself hard, not dreaming.

Thinking about something on the day and dreaming about something on the night may be the psychological shadow left by the past, so it should not be true.

The floods are about to rise.

A voice came from my ears again—

"Kneel down."

The voice is low and powerful.

It seems to come from the bottomless abyss, shocking people.

Zhu Hong's eyes widened, his spirit was extremely excited, and his body trembled.

"Ah...Master!"

Zhu Hong knelt down on the ground and whispered loudly, "I'm kidding! The disciple promises to complete the task!"

There is no point in the majesty of the Holy Lord, and there is no point in the aura and pride of being on par with the emperor.

“…”

After all, Zaihong is the king of a country. Seeing that the Hong Kong Communist Party so disregarded his image, the royal family was a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Zhao Hongfu scratched his head and said in a daze: "Mr. Ba, you are so humorous. I thought you really planned to catch me. It turned out that they were just kidding."

Zhu Hong said with a smile:

"I'm not afraid that Miss Zhao will leave her hometown and will not adapt to it, so I deliberately have some fun."

Zhao Hongfu was moved and said:

"It's better for Brother Zhu to be nice to me... Mr. Qi is serious all day long, studying a bunch of things and placing a bunch of tasks, which is exhausting. I've been to Mr. Six once, and she's cold all day long and not fun at all; Mr. Five is even more exaggerated, and she feels more emperor than the emperor, um... Isn't it inappropriate for me to say this behind my back?"

The Hongs: "..."

Zhao Hongfu said: "This place is pretty good. I didn't expect Mr. Ba to be so prestigious here. You can't forget my brother!?"

brother?

Is it appropriate for you to be a girl at home and to be a brother all day long?

Zhu Hong was confused.

Zhao Hongfu said: "That's all, I'll give me a job and enjoy my happiness first."

Seeing this, Zai Hong clapped his hands and said, "It turns out that my good brother is to make Miss Zhao happy? My good brother's temperament really makes me ashamed. My good brother is on an equal footing with me, and he has such a mind. It's really my blessing to Daqing!"

Zaihong said again: "Miss Zhao heard from the throne."

Just finished speaking.

Zhu Hong stood up directly, hugged Zhao Hongfu and said, "No matter how much jokes are, we can't take them seriously. We still have something to do."

"ah?"

"What... Within half a month, the rune passage must be completed." Zhu Hong said together.

Zhao Hongfu: “…”

Emperor Zaihong was speechless.

Brother, if you change back and forth like this, I can't keep up with your pace!

...

Luzhou retracted his magical powers.

Lao Ba is unstable, Lu Li is not around, and he is prone to laziness if he lacks one person to supervise. He still has to let Lao Qi stare at him.

Holding breath and concentrating, Luzhou entered a state of cultivation.

On the deck.

Zhao Yu pointed to Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai who were standing side by side and said curiously: "High-level brother and second-level brother, have they always been like this?"

"Just get used to it." Ming Shiyin said.

Zhao Yu smiled and said, "There are many swordsman masters in Daqin, but there is one in the capital."

When Yu Shangrong heard this, he was intrigued and smiled and said, "A master of swordsmanship?"

Zhao Yu nodded and said, "His name is Bai Yi, who comes from Qinglian, and later was assimilated by Mo Qing and learned swordsmanship from Da Ren Qiu. He became the most famous general of Daqin."

"Dare you ask how it is swordsmanship?" Yu Shangrong asked.

"If you don't care about your cultivation and only talk about swordsmanship, you may not be able to surpass your zither in the world." Zhao Yu gave a very high evaluation.

Yu Shangrong smiled and said, "If you have the chance, you will make a decision to visit."

I thought that it was not easy for people from Motian Pavilion to get close to each other, but I didn't expect that Yu Shangrong's attitude was so gentle and polite.

Zhao Yu realized that he was equal to Ming Shi, so he tilted his head and said, "The second senior brother has a very good conversation..."

Ming Shiyin said:

"Barring nonsense, yours is spitting at most."

“…”

Yu Zhenghai interrupted, "Is there any master of swordsmanship?"

"This... General Xi knows a little bit." Zhao Yu said.

"That's all, it's really hard for those who are not a good person to enter the class."

Zhao Yu said awkwardly: "General Xi's swordsmanship may not be the best in the world, but he is definitely not an ordinary person. He once brought a knife to cross the northern desert and killed tens of thousands of rebels in Zhongzhou. The swordsmanship was really tempered in blood. General Xi didn't like those tricks of scattered competitions. He said that the swordsmanship that cannot be killed are all just a good idea. No matter how high the ranking is, it is just a laughing stock."

"This is reasonable." Yu Zhenghai nodded, "If I have the chance, I really want to have a discussion with him."

"I'm afraid this won't work." Zhao Yu said, "He doesn't like to talk and only practices murder."

"That's a pity. I can't kill someone to prove my sword skills. That's all." Yu Zhenghai shook his head and said.

“…”

At this time, the subordinate in charge pointed to the clouds ahead and said, "Young Master Zhao, we are here."

Zhao Yu nodded: "Everyone, Xianyang has arrived."

Everyone came to the deck one after another.

Looking down.

Xiao Yuaner and Conch also ran out and looked down excitedly.

The flying chariot lowered its height, which attracted the people and practitioners on the street to look up. The flying chariot flew over and landed in a villa in the south of the city.

...

evening.

Everyone in the Magic Heaven Pavilion was arranged.

Luzhou continued to practice in the room and stabilized the realm of the Thirteen Destiny.

He did not use the lifespan of the lifespan, because ordinary people cannot resist the power of the lifespan of the lifespan, and their lifespan will be quickly sucked dry and killed.

However, a figure flew out of the villa.

Flashed towards the street.

The shadows were erratic, and the speed that ordinary people could not capture came ten miles away in an instant.

Through the long streets, leaving the prosperous area, and coming to the bleak and dilapidated north of the city.

This is a dilapidated mansion, covered with moss and vines.

The shadow stopped at the door of the mansion for a long time, looking at the decaying plaque above the door. There was only one word on the plaque, which was vaguely visible: Meng.

The shadow jumped, as light as a swallow, fell into the old mansion.

There are weeds taller than people around, but there is a path leading into it.

"Someone?"

The shadow walked lightly across the path and came to the abandoned main hall.

There are no doors, no windows, and there are large holes on the roof.

A snoring sound came from inside.

Shadow came to the door and looked inside, shook her head: "It turned out to be a beggar."

The beggar felt amazing, smashed his mouth, raised his head and said, "Who?"

"Those who pass by, want to find a place to rest."

"Look for a place to sleep by yourself. Don't disturb me..." The beggar turned his body and continued to sleep.

The shadow did not come in, but said, "How long have you lived here?"
Chapter completed!