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"My name is Shanjiang."

"Shanjiang, in reverse, it is Jiangshan, Jiangshan, Jiangshan. These criminals of the former Ying family are good at playing word games. Is this a reminder to the old man that there are so many descendants of the Jiang family of Bei'an Wang, In order to avoid the taboo of the imperial court, famous mountain people have always been a taboo, but they did not expect to appear on you, I hope that your majesty will not punish me."

Old Bei'an King's joking words diluted the chilling corpses around him, and made the atmosphere in the Jinluan Hall a lot easier. Then Shanzi shook his head lightly, and said softly:

"Someone told me before that my name is not Jiangshan, but Yingshan."

"No, your name is Jiang Shan."

The old King Bei'an turned his head and looked at Shanzi's ugly and hideous face, his eyes were full of seriousness, and then the old man who had been romantic for half his life repeated one sentence with a solemn face:

"You are Jiang Shan, born as a member of my Jiang family, and dead as a ghost of the Jiang family!"

As soon as this remark came out, Shanzi's eyes jumped fiercely, and he didn't reply for a long time. After a long time, the old prince continued to speak:

"If you don't mind, tell me about your previous experiences with the old man?"

As soon as the old man asked, Shan Zi's expression instantly became solemn. He straightened his upper body, raised his hands and beat his chest, and performed a standard summer military salute. His voice was full of enthusiasm and said:

"Big Xia Endless Mountain Jade Dragon Pass Dark Assassin Colonel, met His Royal Highness King Bei'an!"

"Okay, okay!"

The old Bei'an King suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed long, bold and desolate. The black robe covering his whole body and the silver hair on his head fluttered around, but when he smiled and laughed, two lines of turbid tears rolled down from his eyes, like A crazy old man, and then the entire underground hall that was devastated and collapsed in a large area, the laughter of the old prince continued to resound.

After a long time, King Bei'an stopped crying and laughing, stared at the mountain in front of him, suddenly stretched out his hand, patted the golden dragon chair beside him, and continued to speak softly:

"Shan'er, those people in the previous dynasty tried their best to put you on this chair, and now my father asks you, do you want to sit on it and try it, how does it feel?"

Chapter 0843 is still going to die, right?

"Do you want to sit on that chair and try what it's like?"

The old Bei'an King's almost joking statement caused all the people in the hall who heard it to change their faces wildly, because it was almost impossible for this sentence to be heard by the Bei'an King Jiangyu who regarded the glory of Daxia as the most important thing in his life. speak out.

Although the old prince was famous for being romantic in his later years, he had a bad reputation among the people and was often used as a talking point, but he actually didn't care about it at all. However, he was engraved in his bones to maintain the glory of Daxia that he had personally fought for.

So when this question came out, Shanzi's expression softened a lot, his whole body tensed up, his fists clenched tightly, and he looked into the eyes of the old man in front of him with strong doubts and anxiety.

The Jinluan Hall, which was originally extremely spacious under the Glazed City, collapsed with [-]% of its area after the nine supporting Panlong pillars were cut off by the old King Bei'an. He died directly and was in a dying state, so not many people really heard the old prince's question.

Xue Bancheng's expression at this time was surprisingly the same as that of Yun Tuoba on the other side, trying to understand the meaning of the old man with one hand on the golden dragon chair at this time.

However, the old prince didn't make a fool of himself, and continued to speak, and the old voice sounded from the high platform:

"This dragon chair, it is estimated that I can't remember how many previous emperors have sat on it, but in the history that is like a wheel rolling forward, only two people will be remembered, the first and the last to sit on this chair man with chair.

"If it is recorded in the history books in the future that I, the captain of the Great Xia Wuwu Mountain Assassination Army, became the last bloodline of the Ying family to sit on the dragon chair in the previous dynasty, that would be really interesting."

After the voice of the old prince fell, Shanzi's face covered with dragon scales and two different eyes, one golden and one red, suddenly showed a strong self-deprecating expression, and then he stretched out a hand, and gently pressed the On the dragon chair, the starting point is not the coldness that has been placed in the extreme north for nearly a hundred years, but a warm feeling.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment Shanzi's hand touched the dragon chair, the gilded light on the high platform of the Jinluan Hall instantly lit up for a few minutes, and even in the depths of the void, there were faint dragon whistles one after another. It was the chair that had been lonely for a hundred years, and it began to emit waves of golden light.

This golden light shone on the bodies of the others, carrying the warmth as if soaking into the fountain of life, and penetrated into the body, then Xue Bancheng gently raised his hands, looked down, and saw that the original hands were torn apart The wounds that came out were slowly healing under the golden light.

If there is a medical officer from the Inner Tai Hospital of the Great Xia Baidi Palace, they will be surprised and shout out two words:

Long Yuan!

Before the appearance of the water of life, Longyuan was recognized as the holy medicine for healing in the vast land of Shenzhou. At this time, Shanzi, who was shrouded in a large amount of golden light from Longyuan, did not have any other strange colors, but looked at the old man who was also bathed in golden light in front of him. , self-deprecatingly said:

"Isn't it more interesting to add the title of the son of King Bei'an after assassinating the military academy lieutenant?"

"Hahahaha, yes, it must be added!"

After the old prince heard the words, he looked up to the sky and laughed again. In the laughter, there was also a deep mockery. Was he mocking that mocking fate, or mocking himself?

Then its old voice continued to sound:

"If you are recorded in the annals of history, then my father, who is extremely useless, will probably be described in a big way by those storytellers. Not to mention being romantic and ignorant, he was also blinded to the bone and borrowed blood. How stupid it is!"

After the voice of the old prince fell, Shanzi also started laughing up to the sky, then he gently stroked the dragon chair beside him and stood up, then turned around and sat down slowly, laughing and shouting:

"According to Xiaodao, fuck fate, fuck fate, if you ask me if I want to sit, then I will sit, isn't it just a chair, why not be afraid, and you won't lose a piece of meat if you sit on it."

After finishing his speech, Shanzi sat down on the golden dragon chair. After a moment, the whole dragon chair burst out with extremely dazzling golden light of dragon yuan. At the same time, the whole underground hall began to tremble violently. Blocks start falling from above.

While the dazzling golden light intertwined with the bloody sun above the head of the old Bei'an king, the old prince also stood up slowly, looked at the laughing Shanzi on the dragon chair, and let out a sigh of admiration:

"I have the seed, as expected of my father Jiang's seed, not bad at all!"

Shan Zi sitting on the dragon chair looked at the old man who was vaguely similar to him in front of him, she shed tears while smiling, and then asked softly with a crying voice:

"Whether I choose to be Jiangshan or Yingshan, I will die, right, father?"

Shan Zi's soft questioning sound seemed to be the sharpest knife in the world, deeply piercing into the heart of the old Bei'an king, and then the muddy tears flowed out of the old prince's eyes again, and he responded softly:

"Silly boy, your surname is Jiang, which means Jiang Shan. The person sitting on this dragon chair at this time is a descendant of my Bei'an Wang Jiang family."

The old prince's voice was very soft, just like how many years ago, when his temperament hadn't changed much, he coaxed his children to tell stories before going to bed.

Then more tears flowed from Shanzi's eyes, the choking sound became heavier, and the voice sounded again:

"I grew up in the city of Shenjing. When I served in the endless assassination army, 140 three aliens died in my hands. When I participated in the Southwest Wild Forest Battle, I killed another 320 six barbarians. Even so , Dad, am I still going to die?"

The old prince looked up to the sky and sighed, tears welled up like a fountain, then he stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears from Shanzi in front of him, then touched the latter's head, and said softly:

"You did a good job, dad is proud of you."

"It's because the blood of the former Ying family's royal family flows in my body, and people can't overcome their own destiny after all, can they?"

Shan Zi's eyes became extremely dark in an instant, and the tears left in his eyes finally turned into blood, which were blood tears.

Old Bei'an King gently stroked Shanzi's head, and said seriously:

"Son, in this world, in Dad's opinion, some things are more important than life and death. Once your mother asked me that, and I asked myself the same question. Dad didn't want to understand it before, so the rest of my life Just spent in sinking.

"Father now knows that he made a mistake at that time. The mistake was that he should take your mother with him. But this time, don't be afraid. On the way to Huangquan, Dad will be with you and stay with you. In this life, Dad owes you all these things." There are too many children, and I will not go wrong."

The voice of the old prince fell, and the round of boundless bloody sun that had been held up above the Golden Luan Hall began to sink slowly towards the high platform below which was bathed in the sea of ​​golden light of the Dragon Yuan.

At the same time, in this round of evil spirits, the endless aura began to rise upwards, and in the blink of an eye, it directly crossed layers of shackles and approached the legendary vast land fairyland.

The holding day is coming!

Chapter 0844 my father gone

Under the ground of Liuli City in the extreme northern snowfield, the evil spirit gathered by the king of Bei'an, the power of origin and the power of the country, belonged to the taboo supernatural power of the Japanese army's strongest supernatural power, and it was slowly moving towards the high platform below. The old and the young on the top fell down.

This is the purpose of the old Bei'an king's trip to Xueyuan to find his son, and it is also the old prince's final decision.

This old man wants to go to Huangquan with Shan Zi, who has the blood of the last Ying family, and completely end this share of karma and evil fate under this round of destruction.

When the scarlet holding sun was slowly sinking, Yun Yan Tuoba on the side saw this, his expression changed drastically, he held his right hand empty, and drew out the super first-grade taboo Dao Soul Frost Spear, and after taking a step forward, it was difficult to After moving, he lowered his head and looked at the thunder blood python that came out from the void below and entangled his feet, his brows were tightly frowned, and the look of astonishment on his handsome face became more and more intense.

On the other side, Xue Bancheng, who was blown away by the immense aura, climbed up from the ground, and found a palm-sized scroll in the void in front of him, and then the voice of Old Bei'an King directly rang in his mind among.

"Snow Bancheng, tear it apart, and you will be free. When it comes to Daxia, please tell His Majesty for me, my Bei'an Wang Jiangyu, I would rather lose the world than the glory of Daxia!"

Xue Bancheng reached out to take the teleportation scroll covered with runes, but he did not tear it open immediately, but raised his head, staring at the two figures standing and sitting on the high platform under the bloody sun, The eyes are full of complicated colors.

This is the first time that Xue Bancheng, a young mixed-race snowman, has felt the dilemma of loyalty and filial piety so deeply, and what is involuntary.

"Damn, it turns out that the world outside the extreme northern snowfield has a harder life than the snowfield that just wants to survive."

Xue Bancheng spit in front of him without any image, and the scroll in his hand suddenly seemed to weigh ten thousand catties, and it was difficult to tear it apart for a while.

The Bloody Sun continued to sink, with the ear-piercing sound of shattering the void, and around it was dark, surrounded by the shattered space cracks, and a huge, circular zone of destruction appeared.

At the same time, the bloody light that radiated from the inside of Xueri made the entire hall, whether it was Xue Bancheng, Yunyan Tuoba, or the faces of the old Bei'an King and Shanzi, all red against the background.

Under the red light, Shanzi's tears are still flowing, but the whole body of the old prince has stopped shaking. The old man's outstretched right hand is still gently patting Shanzi's head. Father, looking at his proud son, then the old voice continued:

"Don't cry, a man doesn't flick his tears easily. If the rest of the family sees our father and son crying, they will definitely be laughed at, especially Jiang Yue, whose mouth is the most venomous."

After King Bei'an's words fell, Shanzi closed his eyes firmly, trying not to let the tears stay, but the tears and trembling still flowed down from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably. Finally, the old prince stretched out his hand and patted Shanzi's shoulder, He opened his mouth and let out a roar:

"If there is an afterlife, I don't want to be the king of Bei'an, but to be a countryman, raise you little bastards to grow up, and find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to be buried after death. Wouldn't it be pleasant? In this way, love and hate are involuntary."

After the old prince finished speaking, Shan Zi suddenly opened his eyes, and saw the old man in front of him, his old hands began to jump densely with bloody thunder, as if the skin was cracking, it was extremely terrifying.

At the same time, a phantom of a bridge full of flowers and colorful flowers gradually emerged behind the old Bei'an king. Below the bridge, there are nine simple stone steps, and the old Bei'an king is standing on the ninth step at this time. .

The bridge between heaven and earth, half holy nine heavens!

The infinite momentum on the old prince's body at this time is completely combined with the slowly sinking sun above the sky. In the entire Golden Luan Hall, all the stones, pure gold, and frozen soil began to be lifted up by a pair of hands Like that, it slowly floated up in the air, and kept shaking up and down.

The dragon chair under Shanzi seemed to feel the crisis of destruction, and began to tremble violently, and released waves of more intense dragon element golden light, trying to prevent all this from happening.

But everything done by this dragon chair is doomed to be in vain, because the old prince and the scorching sun he held up have already begun to hit the most insurmountable gap between the saints and the mortals under the sky and the earth, and they are heading towards the land. The fairyland is advancing.

In Shanzi's eyes, the old man standing in front of him at this time is obviously so close, but he has a sense of distance as far away as the sky. Then the thunder and blood glowed on his skin, and the imposing King Bei'an was deeply moved. After glancing at Shanzi in front of him, the gentle voice continued to pass into the latter's ears:

"This Liuli City is the kingdom of the saints, and there is only another kingdom that can smash the kingdom of the saints. Since the king is here, he is doing the last thing he can for Da Xia. Shanzi, father is the first step, but father is not I will go too fast, because I still have to wait for you."

After finishing speaking, the old prince no longer hesitated, turned around directly, and took a step forward to step on the stone bridge of heaven and earth, which was full of Taoist fruit and blooming flowers behind him.

Above the stone bridge is the Holy Throne!

In the next moment, a milky white beam of light from heaven and earth, directly centered on King Bei'an, rose from the ground to the sky. The countless frozen soil and rocks above, as well as the entire Liuli City, could not block the beam of light, and it pierced through it in an instant. The entire thick earth directly communicates with the night sky shrouded in aurora.

The power of the endless sanctification law gathered from the Central Plains of the vast land of Shenzhou, and then turned into white light and slanted down. At the same time, the old prince on the bridge of heaven and earth, his gray hair turned into black, his old body and face gradually became younger, and finally He turned into a young man with a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and a sharp face, but extremely handsome.

This young man is very similar to Shan Zi and Jiang Yue, but after only a few breaths, he began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, from youth to middle age, and then to an old man who was even older than before he stepped on the bridge. It was only in the blink of an eye that a large number of light spots drifted from the body of King Bei'an in the beam of light.

Afterwards, the old King Bei'an, who was shrouded in fluorescence, clearly showed the figure of an extremely tall woman in his eyes.

A halberd pointed at the woman's eyebrows, her eyes were full of hatred.

"The lonely white rabbit, running around here and there, his clothes are not as good as new ones, and his people are not as good as the old ones!

"Actually, Jiang Yu was already dead the moment I swung down that halberd. Now I bring my son to find you. This world is too bitter."

The last words of Bei'an Wang Jiangyu fell, Shanzi on the dragon chair opened his mouth to the sky, and let out a hoarse roar, and then the figures on the bridge of heaven and earth turned into light spots and exploded like fireworks. With the next breath, they absorbed all the laws and The bloody day of the power of the kingdom officially descended on the high platform of the Jinluan Temple, and then exploded outward.

In the central camp of the Snow Wolf Tribe in the extreme northern snowfield, the eucalyptus was pulled out from the chest of a burly snowman. The eldest son of Bei'an King, Tianmenhou Jiangqing, held Yulongguan in Endless Mountain, and the second son of the commander-in-chief Jiang He, who was deployed before the war, was held in the camp of the Japanese army. In Shenjing City, where the Fourth Army was stationed, Jiang Tu, the third son who was practicing cross-legged training, and Jiang Yue, the fourth son of King Bei'an, who was standing on the back of the ancient black dragon with his robe fluttering in the sky, all held their hearts together at this moment. , bowed his head and knelt down in the room.

When the four of them raised their heads again, tears were streaming down their faces, and they looked up to the sky and let out a mournful cry:

"My father is gone!"

Chapter 0845 Confrontation

Everything that happened in the extreme northern snowfield at this time, whether it was the Jinluan Temple below the ground or the Liuli City above the ground, had a devastating blow, and the sanctification of the old prince had not yet soared into the sky. At the same time, a change that could change the entire situation of the battle also took place on the Human Race Station Plaza located in the center of Liuli City.

It was a standoff.

On one side are two very young young people, and on the other side are the people from the Nanke Chamber of Commerce and the little princess Han Wenyue who is tightly guarded by Xueyan. , lying here and there filled with the corpses of a large number of Snowman elite fighters, all of which were pierced with gun holes pierced through the eyebrows, and the originally hot body had already been so cold that it could not die anymore.

Shopkeeper Fang, with a rough face and a huge ax in hand, stood at the front, staring solemnly at Guan Zhengqing who was not far in front of him. In the shopkeeper's eyes, this young man from the human race didn't even leave his spot, and there was only a gust of blue and red wind blowing in the entire inn.

Under this gust of wind, a large number of elite snowmen warriors who had already completed beast transformation and were ready to fight, their aura condensed to the peak, fell down one after another without a sound.

This extremely weird and terrifying scene made Shopkeeper Fang and everyone present understand that the strength of the two parties was not at the same level, and Guan Zhengqing wanted to kill them all, but it was only in the blink of an eye.

But shopkeeper Fang is not afraid, because Da Xia is standing behind him, and the human youth standing in front of him with a terrifying strength can naturally know how powerful Da Xia is now, and then the middle-aged shopkeeper stretches out his hand, will stand The girl Pearl beside her dialed behind her, opened her mouth and said loudly:

"This place is a post station specially set up by Liuli City for the Human Race Chamber of Commerce. You came here uninvited. What's your business?"

Shopkeeper Fang's voice was thick and confident, and then Guan Zhengqing, together with Li Dingshan behind him, stepped forward slowly, and at the same time there was a response:

"It's an emergency, so I came here uninvited, and I hope the shopkeeper's atonement, but this time I came here to find someone."

As soon as this remark came out, the shopkeeper Fang and the men from the Nanke Chamber of Commerce showed a little puzzled look on their faces, but Xueyan, who was at the end of everyone, instantly became very pale, and took Han Wenyue, who was extremely silent beside him, Pulling behind him and taking a step forward, pieces of ice crystals began to emerge beside him, gradually forming a vague shape of a glass dragon.

Then an extremely ancient icy aura gradually rose up in the post station, causing the already extremely cold temperature to drop a lot again, and then a large number of ice crystals appeared in the snowy and ice blue eyes, looking forward, a word He said in one sentence:

"In Liuli City, as long as there is only one person left in my Violent Bear tribe, you will not be allowed to use the little princess to threaten the Ice and Snow Maiden!"

Xueyan's cold and firm words lingered in the sky above the post station. Accompanied by the fully formed ice dragon behind it, the piercing aura directly occupied half of the sky, but Guan Zhengqing, shrouded in countless icy airs, shook gently Shaking his head, he responded softly:

"Bringing hostages to blackmail such tricks has never been my way, so you can rest assured that when I come here this time, I don't think of fighting, but talk mainly."

"Liu Licheng and you are the only ones who will live and die, there is no need to talk about it."

Tall and tall, with Xueyan showing anger on his face, he opened his mouth and let out a yell, then raised his right hand, pointing at Guan Zhengqing, and then a thick layer of ice began to spread on the ground of the human station, and at the same time, the side behind Xueyan The ice dragon completely turned into substance, and emitted crystal clear light of ice crystals.

The powerful aura radiated from Xueyan's body, and even formed a wave that swept in all directions, blowing back the black robe on Guan Zhengqing's body, and then the latter remained unmoved, squinting his eyes, slightly parting his lips, The faint voice continued:

"Although you are very talented, you are young but you have the strength of a Dao Realm Grandmaster, but you can't represent the entire Liuli City, and you can't give us what we want, so I'm not looking for you."

Guan Zhengqing's voice fell, and then he turned his eyes to Xueyan's back. The little princess Han Wenyue, who had never spoken a word, seemed to have changed into a different person. She stretched out her left hand, pointed her slender fingers straight ahead, and the voice continued: