Only a big brain can become a god

Li Xiao looked at the formation surrounded by sword energy in front of him, his eyes were filled with indescribable joy, even his face was distorted by the excitement.

"Hahaha! You slaughter all my subordinates, you can taste the pain of being pierced by the light of ten thousand swords in my formation!" Li Xiao's face was full of cruelty, "I will call You can't live, you can't die!"

The formation shrouded in blue light glowed terrifyingly. If you listened carefully, you could even hear the "buzzing" sound of the sword.

Li Xiao's black hair was flying, and his face was stained with the blood of not knowing whether it was him or his subordinates. At this time, his expression was dazed, and the remaining servants of the Hou's mansion and his subordinates who were still around felt this scene. cold.

What a terrible man!

The man who came to provoke was already trapped in the guard formation of the Marquis Mansion, and the blue hemispherical light burst out from the formation was so powerful that it even overwhelmed the lightning in the sky.

Above the sky, there are dark clouds, and blue lightning runs through it, flashing from time to time, lifting the hearts of the people below, and the large array of guards in the Hou's Mansion is also unwilling to lag behind. Let everyone in the capital see it!
For a moment, everyone in the capital was in danger!
In Jialan King City...

"boom!"

In the huge sleeping hall, there was the sound of scrolls sweeping the floor. Following the sound, I saw King Jialan, who was originally wearing a royal robe, had already taken off his full attire and was only wearing ordinary clothes. However, the plain clothes still couldn't cover up the young man The anger in Jialan King's eyes.

"Your Majesty, please calm down!"

In front of King Jialan, there were rows of trembling eunuchs and maids kneeling. They didn't know why King Jialan, who was supposed to be mild-tempered, became so angry.

"National teacher, please see me!"

Hearing these words, the eunuchs and maids kneeling on the ground seemed to be relieved. At this time, the name of the national teacher was like a straw to them, saving them from this oppression.

"You all go down."

A calm voice sounded, and the eunuchs and maids of honor fled without caring whether the angry king in front of him agreed or not.

"A bunch of trash!"

Seeing his servants running away as if fleeing, King Jialan sneered disdainfully, and immediately turned his gaze to the national teacher who had already walked towards him, his gaze was heavy, wondering what this King Jialan was thinking.

"Your Majesty, rest your anger."

The man called the national teacher bent down and saluted King Jialan, but even so, he didn't feel the slightest respect for King Jialan from his actions.

King Jialan frowned tightly, his bluish-yellow face didn't seem to show his emotions, as if he was used to it.

"You... hey..."

In the end, King Jialan just sighed. He looked at the figure of the national teacher who was still bending over to salute, and raised his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows. At this moment, he, as King Jialan, was finally tired.

"Your Majesty, please restrain yourself."

The national teacher still made the same movements, and the words he said were still the same as before, so indifferent that no one could hear a trace of emotion.

When King Jialan heard the words of the national teacher, he reflexively wanted to open his mouth to curse, but when he thought that the person in front of him was the national teacher of his Jialan country, not a maidservant and eunuch who was allowed to beat and scold him, he finally forced Shengsheng swallowed back the words he was about to say.

"His Majesty,"

I could feel that King Jialan's gaze was always on me. At this time, the national teacher finally raised his head and looked at King Jialan seriously. His face was indifferent, but his eyes were firm.

"You say it."

Seeing such a national teacher, King Jialan finally looked like a warrior who lost all his strength. He sat down on the soft couch in the dormitory, his clothes scattered, and there was no resentment in his eyes anymore. Tired, he said to the national teacher wearily.

"Your Majesty, the fate of the Jialan Kingdom has come to an end, and the Dingyuanhou Mansion is just the beginning."

The national teacher didn't seem to realize how rebellious what he said at this time. He just kept a straight face and told the cruel facts to the tired-faced Jialan King in a serious and almost harsh tone.

"Is the country's luck over?"

Jialan King muttered to himself, seeming a little melancholy, but also a little helpless as expected.

"I hope His Majesty cheers up."

Without King Jialan's consent, the national teacher straightened his back, he nodded to King Jialan, and was about to turn around and leave directly.

"stop."

Seeing that the national teacher was about to leave, King Jialan finally found his voice again. As soon as he spoke, the national teacher who was about to leave suddenly stopped his footsteps.

The national teacher did not speak, but quietly waited for the king's next words.

King Jialan looked at the thin back of the national teacher. His thin body seemed to support the fate of the entire King Jialan. He was obviously not as powerful as himself, but he used his own way to protect the country of Jialan.

"National teacher, do you still remember how much you are in this position?"

Jialan Wang seems to be recalling the past.

"More than forty years."

The national teacher still didn't look back, his feet seemed to be welded to the ground, and it was neither walking forward nor turning back at this time.

King Jialan couldn't judge his emotions from the plain tone of the national teacher, but after years of getting along, King Jialan still had a little understanding of himself as a national teacher who was not showing emotions.

"It's been 40 years. This king has been in power for 50 years."

Jialan King seemed to have thought of something, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, as if he wanted to laugh. At this time, the thunder and lightning outside the window flashed across the window, directly illuminating the entire gloomy bedroom.

"Your Majesty, let's take a rest earlier. If you have a minister to deal with the matter of Dingyuanhou's Mansion, His Majesty will not bother you."

Although the words were full of respectful remarks, King Jialan never felt a trace of respect for himself from his national teacher. To him, his national teacher was just a puppet who fulfilled his duties.

"Is Lanchi okay?"

Suddenly, King Jialan seemed to say something unimportant, but as soon as the words came out, a crack appeared on the face of the national teacher who had turned his back to King Jialan expressionlessly, but at this time he turned his back to Jialan King. King, King Jialan couldn't see his expression clearly.

As if not aware of the strangeness of the national teacher, King Jialan continued on: "Lanchi is a grand scene specially opened up by King Jialankai, but I didn't expect that it would be of such a great use in the future. I didn't expect..."

"How does His Majesty know?"

At this time, the national teacher couldn't bear it any longer, he turned around, the originally indifferent expression looked a little sinister at this moment, and when put together with this indifferent face, there was an indescribable strange harmony.

"How does this king know?"

Even if his words were interrupted, the Jialan King was not angry. At this time, he seemed to be completely different from the angry lion before. Now the Jialan King is calm, and there is something in his deep eyes that people can't see through. black.

"National teacher, don't forget, no matter how mediocre I am, I am still the king of the blue."

Jialan King seemed to have thought of something, and chuckled lightly, which made his seemingly proud face even more intimate.

"His Majesty……"

The national teacher couldn't help opening his mouth, he wanted to say something, but for some reason, he couldn't say anything at this time.

"National teacher, no, maybe you should be called the young master of the non-mi sea. How can I, Jialan Hede, let the imposing young master of the non-mi sea, Hai Ruolan, come here, and it has been 40 years since I came here ?”

King Jialan was thinking about this question very seriously, and there was no trace of mockery in his tone, but the national teacher, Ah Bu, should be said to be Hai Ruolan, but he still heard a deep self-mockery from it.

"When did Your Majesty find out?" Hai Ruolan didn't panic when his identity was directly exposed. He looked directly into King Jialan's eyes, making no one see a trace of emotion, just like he did countless times before.

"When did you know?" Jialan King laughed at himself, "If you want to know, you will know."

Suddenly, King Jialan seemed to remember something, he put away the smile on his mouth, looked at Hai Ruolan seriously, and said solemnly:

"You must remember that once the Lanchi Nine Tails comes out, it will definitely bring disaster to the sky world, and I hope the national teacher will cherish it."

Perhaps, it was just the last time to call him the national teacher.