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"Sir, during this period of time, you have borrowed all the books in our hands and read them all. You even took out the books that my little doll used to pad the table, but there is really no stock."

After the voice fell, the middle-aged storyteller was not annoyed, and smiled very gently, and the voice continued:

"That's such a pity. That's all for today. Let's say goodbye to you all. We will meet again by fate."

The storyteller’s invariable voice of farewell fell, and then the audience, who knew their habits well, stood up one after another, bowed to the front, bid farewell to each other, and dispersed.

After about fifty breaths, a corner of the market that was still very lively gradually became deserted, and then the middle-aged man's face became calm, and he lowered his head and began to carefully pack the few items on the table in front of him.

The snow was flying and the sunlight was dim, but if you look closely at the storyteller's appearance, you will find that he is actually very handsome.

It may not be impressive at first glance, but if you look at it for the second or third time, you will find more and more the full charm on its face.

It feels like the first ray of spring breeze after the cold winter, the faint warmth after the bitterness, although it is not hot, but it is unforgettable and can be remembered for a long time.

The movement of this middle-aged man to pack things was unhurried and unhurried, and every move was natural, giving people a very heavy feeling.

After a while, after he had cleared everything on the table, a figure in a large robe stepped towards the corner of the market from the side.

I saw that this person was extraordinarily burly and tall, with vigorous strides between his steps, he even forced all the snowflakes flying around him to the outside. In just three or two steps, he directly crossed most of the distance in the market, and appeared in the middle-aged man in the storyteller behind.

In the next breath, an extremely dignified voice came directly from the mouth of the burly figure:

"Third son, what time is it? You are still talking here, don't you want the throne of our Central Empire?"

Chapter 1635

In the corner of the Baihu market, like confetti shredded, light snow floats and dances above the void.

In fact, to a certain extent, these light snows like hailstones feel a little colder than the heavy snow all over the sky.

Daxia was originally located in the northwest of the vast land of Shenzhou, and the climate was cold, but when the vast land of Shenzhou was born in Beihai, the temperature of the entire land of Shenzhou became even colder.

If it weren't for the map of mountains and seas incarnating the way of heaven, protecting hundreds of millions of people, and isolating the freezing cold, this continent floating on the North Sea would actually be an absolute sanctuary for living beings.

It is worth mentioning that in the Sun Empire, which is separated from the Great Xia of Shenzhou by the entire Kunlun Mountains, most of the countless alien races died in the abyss of void first, and the rest also fell under the extreme cold in batches.

The two countries that used to win and lose each other, prosperity and destruction within a day, such an ending is embarrassing.

This is the cruelty of the way of heaven. The turbulent situation will not give anyone any chance to breathe or get lucky, and there are too many times when the building collapses, just in a flash.

"Third brother, wake up, it's fine for you to talk about books on weekdays, but now you really can't be so depressed anymore."

An increasingly dignified low-pitched voice resounded among the fine snow flying in the corner of Baihu Market, and then the middle-aged storyteller who put everything into the cloth bag paused slightly, and a gentle response sounded :

"Second brother, don't underestimate the job of storytelling. There is a lot of knowledge in it, and it can't be practiced in just one or two days. You should know my character. If you want to do it, you must do your best. .”

After these words fell, beside the middle-aged storyteller, the face of the second prince Yin Lie under the hood showed a little anxiety, and the rough voice continued:

"Third brother, I know that you usually have a calm temper and pay attention to the beginning and the end of things, but the current situation cannot allow you to go on slowly. Our Central Kingdom has really reached a critical moment of life and death."

"Second brother, the situation in the world is so vast, how could it be possible for you and me to turn it around alone? It's really useless to be anxious."

"But you are the third prince of my Central Shang Kingdom!"

Inside the burly body of the second prince Yin Lie, momentum billowed up, and then the voice continued:

"Boss, this trash, was executed on the spot by Da Xia. The rest of the princes, except for Lao Ba, a traitor who surrendered, died, were imprisoned, and were able to move around outside, just a few of them."

After the cold and stern voice continued to come out of Yin Lie's burly mouth, he stretched out his extra-big right hand and pressed down on the storytelling table in front of him, and the voice came out word by word again:

"Back then when he came to Beihai in such a mighty way, the so-called Nine Dragons seized the throne, but unexpectedly it became a joke.

"But what is before us now is an even more embarrassing situation. Father actually directly launched a war against the Holy Court!"

"This matter has been reported to the northern border more than a year ago, Brother Second Emperor, why have you become so anxious recently?"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged storyteller raised the cloth bag in his hand and walked out of the market first, followed by the burly man with strides, and the voice came out immediately:

"That's because I suddenly feel extremely uneasy recently, and the more I think about it, the more something is wrong, third brother, you know that I am a martial artist, and I usually use my fists to speak.

"But I know that once even I feel something is wrong, the seriousness of the situation is beyond imagination."

As soon as this remark was made, the third prince of the Central Shang Kingdom walked forward along the flat market road under his feet, and a smile could not help showing on his face, and a voice came out in response:

"Unexpectedly, during the past year in Daxia, the second brother recognized himself."

"Third brother, you still have the mind to joke. Now Tangdu is full of wars, and if the soldiers of Shangguo can't resist the sharp edge of the Holy Court, once Tangdu misses, the entire Shangguo of the Central Plains will immediately fall apart."

Speaking of this, Yin Lie, the second prince of the Central Kingdom, frowned tightly, and his deep voice sounded again:

"The old man is already old, but I understand that he drove all the sons under his knees to Beihai this time to decide the so-called heir to the throne, which is very strange in itself.

"Beihai is so far away, it takes a long time to go back and forth, and this competition is so hasty that the so-called rules of victory and defeat have not even been formulated. At the same time, it is stipulated that only the younger generation can participate. , All of these undoubtedly point to one thing.”

After the words fell, although the second prince Yin Lie did not continue to speak, both of them already understood the meaning behind it.

Central Shangguo's attack on the Holy Court this time, not to mention whether it was planned for a long time, but it was definitely not by accident!

After a brief exchange, the two stepped out of the Baihu Market and turned to a courtyard not far from the Taihang Palace.

Along the way, around the two of them, the bustling people of Daxia shuttled back and forth, laughing and laughing, and every building along the road was hung with red couplets, which was a lively scene at the end of the year.

"Everyone, Happy New Year."

Blessing words with smiles sounded one after another, and then the faces of the two princes of the Central Kingdom who had been in Shenjing City for a long time had an inexplicable look on their faces.

Compared with the reunion scenes of Chen Qun and groups around them, the two undoubtedly look extraordinarily lonely, especially during the reunion festival, which highlights the incompatibility of foreigners.

They are Shenjing City, one of the few foreigners!

"Second Emperor Brother, although this Holy Court is extremely powerful, our Central Shang Kingdom is not a persimmon kneaded arbitrarily. If it dies with one blow, then it has been eaten for so many years and there are not even bones left.

"According to father's original intention, we people came to Beihai to preserve the inheritance fire, so even if we are in a hurry, there is not much we can do."

After the unhurried voice of Yin Wen, the third prince of the Central Shang Kingdom, fell, the response of the second prince next to him came out immediately:

"What I'm most afraid of is that once the old man can't hold on, then the only blood left in the whole soup is those little dolls who haven't grown all their hair. Third, you have to watch this supreme person Fall into the hands of foreign relatives?"

"Those foreign relatives have always been weak. If the war shows a downturn, it is estimated that the entire Central Kingdom will be handed over to the Holy Court the next day. If we take ten thousand steps back, even if we go back to inherit in the end, with your slow-tempered personality like storytelling every day, That traitor, Lao Ba, has already made it ahead of him!"

After the words fell, Yin Lie's face under his robe suddenly became full of evil spirits, his figure paused slightly, and an increasingly cold voice came out:

"If that time really comes, I will definitely screw off Lao Ba's head. How can my high position in the Central Kingdom fall into the hands of a bully and fear of strength!"

Chapter 1636 The Journey's End

Baihufang Lane, the gathering area not far from the Taihang Palace, has quite large courtyards scattered in an orderly manner, and it is quieter than ordinary places.

This place belongs to the west of Shenjing City, a relatively wealthy residential area, so there are few pedestrians walking on the street except for a rather large carriage.

As a result, under Xiaoxue flying, the two strangers from the central government who were walking forward seemed a bit abrupt.

At the same time, amidst the white snow, a gust of killing intent that was more bone-piercing than the north wind exploded outward from Yin Lie's burly body, blasting all the flying snowflakes around him, and even made a hissing roar Voice.

The evil spirit erupted, startling billowing snow waves, almost at the same time, several wills on the sky swept over directly, and then the third prince beside Ao Lie stretched out his right hand to press the former's shoulder, and the dignified voice came directly out:

"Second brother, be careful, otherwise the Anjiang official will appear immediately."

As the voice fell, the evil spirit in the golden eyes under the hood of Ao Lie's robe gradually weakened, and even the aura around him fell silent, and then he uttered a word:

"Third brother, I still say the same thing, besides you and me, the only ones who can go back to inherit the throne along the entire North Sea are Lao Ba and Lao Nineteen who have been by your side all the time.

"If you feel relieved that the entire central state is in the hands of us, I will immediately return to the Central Plains."

As soon as these words came out, the third prince, Ao Wen, with a gentle and elegant breath, withdrew his right hand, turned around and continued to look at the street with red lanterns hanging in front of him, and sighed slightly:

"Second Brother, you keep saying that the eighth brother is a cowardly traitor, but in fact, what is the difference between us and him?"

"Of course it's different, you and I are invited by Daxia!"

After Yin Lie raised his voice a lot, the third prince of the Central Shang Kingdom shook his head, and did not continue to explain, but stepped forward, along the street, and continued to move forward.

After about a hundred breaths, a rather huge courtyard appeared at the end of the street in front of the two of them. The gate of the courtyard was half open, and a younger figure stood there.

When the young man saw the two princes of the Central Kingdom coming against the wind and snow, his eyes lit up, and he waved his hands hurriedly, looking a little eager, but he didn't dare to step out of the threshold.

"Nineteen, you look so anxious, but something important happened?"

After a while, the third prince Yin Wen, who stepped up the steps, showed a trace of doubt on his face, and the voice of inquiry came out, and then he heard the urgent response of the nineteenth prince in front of him, and it sounded again:

"Second Emperor Brother, Third Emperor Brother, there is indeed a major event, and it is related to the situation in the Central Plains of the entire land of Taixuan."

After finishing speaking, the Nineteenth Prince turned sideways and let the two people beside him enter the courtyard. The young voice continued to sound:

"The latest news circulating in Shenjing City is that the elders of the Taiqing sect went to the border of Beihai in person yesterday, and specially invited the Lord of Great Xia to attend the Tianxia Daohui in Fufeng County after the spring begins."

When the words "Tianxia Daohui" fell, the two people in front of them stopped in their footsteps, and then the nineteenth prince paused for a breath, and then a louder voice came out:

"The purpose of this dao meeting is to jointly discuss the chaotic disputes in the entire Taixuan Land, so almost all the forces with names in the Taixuan Land have been invited, and the key point of this is our Central Shangguo and A life-and-death conflict between the Holy Court!"

As soon as the words came out, whether it was the second prince or the originally mild-tempered third prince Ao Wen, there was a bright light in the golden eyes, and the momentum first shrank inward, and then rose fiercely.

"This is a variable!"

The second prince Ao Lie's voice was full of high spirits, and at the same time he looked at the third prince Ao Wen in front of him, his eyes were piercing.

After concentrating on the spot, the third prince walked into the middle hall of the courtyard first, and the voice resounded in his ears:

"Let me think about it, let's go first, Nineteen, and gather everyone in Shenjing City."

"Yes, Brother Three Emperors."

After finishing speaking, the young and handsome nineteenth prince nodded heavily and strode towards the side courtyard.

It is worth mentioning that since the third prince of the Central Shang Kingdom came to Daxia a year ago, he settled down in Shenjing City for the first time. During his stay, the third prince gradually integrated into the entire Shenjing City like an ordinary person. Later, he became a popular storyteller in Baihu Market.

For foreigners living in Shenjing City, especially those who have the status of the emperor's son, the Great Xia court naturally has extremely strict measures.

This includes that no more than two people can leave the small courtyard at the same time, secondly, they are not allowed to teleport, they are not allowed to enter the official premises to buy anything, they are not allowed to enter important places, etc.

The restrictions are not strict, and once violated, according to the law of Daxia, the violators will be directly deported.

Therefore, the officials of the entire imperial court thought that the people of the central government who were used to being spoiled and spoiled on weekdays would find it difficult to bear such constraints.

But what is unexpected is that not to mention the gentle third prince, even the second prince Yin Lie, who is known for his violent temper, and the disciples of the emperor who came to Shenjing City together, all followed Daxia's plan very well. all limits below.

At the same time, among these foreign visitors from the central government, the person in charge who holds the right to speak is also the third prince who seems to be powerless and looks like a scholar.

As the saying goes, people should not be judged by their appearance. Before coming to Beihai, this third prince who was despised by everyone in Tangdu, who valued civility over martial arts, used his unique personality charm to firmly surround the people around him.

In the courtyard, there were quite a few of the three emperors and their entourages, and after a few breaths, everyone gathered in front of the middle hall, quietly watching the third prince who was contemplating on the main seat in front of him.

I saw the third prince Yin Wen's brows were tightly frowned, and his fingers subconsciously tapped on the armrest of the chair, making rhythmic sounds one after another. At the same time, a heavy breath came from the former's body. It radiates from the inside to the outside, and even produces a kingly air that controls the situation.

While the third prince Yin Wen was thinking, there was no sound in the entire hall, and all the emperors and followers from the Central Kingdom held their breaths and waited quietly for the third prince's decision.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the atmosphere became more and more dignified. Finally, amidst the silent waiting, Ao Wen, the third prince of the Central Shang Kingdom, whose face was covered with stubble, raised his head and looked around at the people in front of him. A voice came out:

"Nineteen, let everyone pack their bags first, it is estimated that our journey in the northern Great Xia is coming to an end."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone raised their heads suddenly, their faces showing shock.

Chapter 1637 Visit

"Pack up your belongings and prepare to leave."

When Ao Wen, the third prince of the Central Shang Kingdom, gave an order that was neither light nor heavy, it was tantamount to a thunderstorm, and it rang directly in the ears of everyone in the courtyard.

"boom!"

In the next breath, under the shock of the soul, completely different expressions appeared on the faces of every person from the Central Kingdom.

Among them, the second prince Ao Lie, who has a martial temper and can't stand it for a long time, has raging flames in his eyes, which suddenly started to burn, and he directly opened his mouth and let out a long cry:

"good!"

Amid the whistling sound, it was the extremely young Nineteenth Prince who looked hesitant, hesitant to speak, and then he bowed forward and said:

"Brother Three Emperors, I'll make arrangements now."

"Let's tidy up slowly, at least this is the traditional reunion festival of the Great Xia, and we still have to appreciate it."

After the words fell, the third prince Yin Wen put away the complex look on his face, turned around and walked towards his own room, his steps went from heavy to steady, and it only took a few breaths.

"Third, what are you?"

The second prince Yin Lie's questioning voice came from behind, and then the figure and footsteps of the third prince in front of him remained unchanged, only a faint voice sounded from behind:

"I'm going to freshen up, I'm going to meet people, and I have to be more energetic."

At the same time, Zizhu Lane in Shenjing City and Wei Guogong's Mansion were decorated with lights and festoons, and they looked very lively and busy.