All Heavens Gou Xian

In the tavern, Luo Feng waved: "Mayev, go get me a piece of parchment and a radish."

Maev froze and took out a piece of paper and an ink pen from his pocket, and then asked Xiaosi Aiya to go to the back kitchen to get a juicy carrot.

"Why do you carry a pen and paper with you, a horse bandit?" Luo Feng rolled his eyes and rubbed his head in surprise, Maev smiled honestly: "Who wants to be a horse bandit all his life?"

No one is born a villain. The drug dealer longs to be a firefighter, and the horse bandit carries paper and pen with him. One good wish after another cannot be realized, and it can only prove one thing.

The order of this planet is not right.

"Because it is not correct, I brought correctness. The order cannot remain unchanged. The world is easy and not easy. This world needs to change the past!"

Luo Feng narrated plainly, as if telling a certain established truth.The fourth child took the radish, Luo Feng picked up the pen, and wrote a line on the parchment.

A letter of appointment hereby appoints Luo Feng as the lord of Swan City. In this form, His Majesty the High Elf Kingdom II, Duke of Liuxu, the guardian of the southern border, on August 28th, eighth year of the elf calendar, a big scarlet seal was stamped on it.

Holding the chapter carved from a radish, Luo Feng looked at the people around him and asked, "Do you think it's real?"

The horse bandits and the grass elf groom Aiya looked at each other, and after a while, they said in unison: "Like, but I don't believe it."

"Don't believe it?" Luo Feng asked one by one, "It's you who don't believe it, or you don't believe it."

Everyone shook their heads, and the eldest Maev frowned and said, "Sir, it's not that we don't believe it, it's the master in Swan City who doesn't believe it."

"It doesn't matter if they believe it or not. The question is whether you believe it or not."

Luo Feng pointed to the freshly baked letter of appointment and asked

Everyone hesitated for a while, they have never seen this thing before, do they believe it or not?

"If you add my ears, would you believe it or not when you saw this letter of commission?" Luo Feng stood up, revealing a tall and vigorous figure, a delicate face, and slightly longer pointed ears with a touch of platinum. Glowing below.

This is the biggest difference between moon elves, grass elves, and sun elves, and they are regarded as a symbol of noble blood in the kingdom of high elves.

The boss Maev paused: "I used to be a worker, and I only knew how to work. I must believe the letter of commission from Master Moon Elf."

The second child chuckled: "I used to stay in my hometown, so I didn't have much experience."

The third child was silent and nodded.

The fourth child pondered for a while and nodded: "Moon elves are the symbol of nobility."

Aiya, the grass elf groom, said nervously: "If it was the moon elf master, we farmers would have knelt down long ago. How could we have the courage to read the commission letter?"

Patting the shoulders of the second child and the third child, Luo Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Just believe it, if you all wake up, things will be done!"

Dressed up a bit and added a little special effect, Luo Feng seems to have stepped out of the mythology as the god of the moon elves, more refined and extravagant than the original owner in the empire.

As for the four horse bandits, they used herbs to wipe off their tattoos, changed into distinctive clothes, and held weapons. They were soldiers who followed Luo Feng, and guards who followed the proud son of heaven.

In the end, the grass elf groom Aiya also put on new clothes, but his job is still a groom.

Master Yue is a tyrant in the south, occupying the trust of the Duke of Liuxu, and regards the entire Swan City as the back garden of his hometown.

There is often a saying in the South, the smooth affairs officer, the iron-hardened Mr. Yue.

Now that the clerk has not come to take office for five years, Master Yue has also changed from iron to gold inlay.

Lord Jo in Gold had a castle of gold and green, standing in the middle of the Swan City, and every Elf hated this castle, and every Elf longed to enter it.

"Baron, Baron, something has happened!" The butler of the castle hurried to the study and found Master Yue who was leisurely polishing gold. Master Yue frowned: "Unlucky, what else can happen in the Southland."

"It's the clerk." The butler whispered

Master Yue jumped up from the chair in an instant, turned around a few times and asked, "How many rounds can this be fired?"

The butler thought for a while, handed over a photo, and said in a deep voice, "They've got guns, it's not something you can get rid of every now and then."

"Then, Sanqi?" Master Yue gritted his teeth and said sadly

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots rang out in the silent Goose City.

Master Yue was furious, dropped a piece of exquisite porcelain, and cursed: "Damn it, shoot as soon as you come in, you're courting death!"

The butler was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Since Sanqi can't be dismissed, why don't we become a horse bandit and intercept him?"

"No." Looking at the moon elf on the photo, Master Yue thought for a while, waved his hand, and grinned: "Play with them first, and have a banquet the day after tomorrow."

"The moon elf died on my territory, no matter what, it's a trouble."

Master Yue wanted to hold a grand banquet, but Luo Feng ignored it. As the emperor of Shenhan, he had sufficient experience in rebellion, and Zulong had a deep understanding of this.

It doesn't matter what the sun elves and moon elves think, what matters is the grass elves, they are the majority.

The three elements of rebellion, the first is people, the second is qualified people, and the third is qualified and knowledgeable people. Shooting to gain power is the first step to restrain popular popularity.

On the second day, Luo Feng, the clerk, arrested several of Master Yue's subordinates, who had a bad reputation in Swan City, and executed them on the spot.

Further expanding his prestige, hurting Master Yue's face, and finally received a group of young grass elves.

Looking at the rookies in the backyard, practicing quickly with jerky techniques, the boss Mayev approached Luo Feng with a sullen face: "Sir, we recruited all young rookies, who have no blood and no fighting power, so there is no chance of winning in a fight."

Luo Feng smiled and shook his head, "Rookie, we need young rookies. Young elves are often the ones who drive the trend of history."

"Old birds don't dare to rush to the tower. If the young elves don't have a little blood, can they still be regarded as young elves?"

"I need an elf who can make a date with the master, but a good-looking guard vase."

Mayev nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Master Yue's butler is here, there is a banquet in the castle, do you want to go?"

"Go, why not go." Luo Feng smiled heartily

At the Hongmen Banquet, Xiang Yu invites Liu Bang. He is a fake Xiang Yu, but he is a real Liu Bang.

Chapter 23 is not a dinner treat

The Hongmen Banquet has been staged countless times in history, simply repeating the past, over and over again, but the Hongmen Banquet is the most famous and has become a representative of similar banquets.

It turns out that the only lesson humans learn from history is that humans can't learn any lessons from history.

At an unknown number of billions of light-years away from the earth, the old-fashioned story will be staged again, proving that the essence of life is a repeater.

According to Liu Bang's script on Earth, Luo Feng should be patient. What is the most important thing about being a city lord?It's patience. After the foundation is solid, there will be another set of killing and killing.

However, Luo Feng this Liu Bang is the prehistoric version of Liu Bang.

While being patient and steady, it can also produce some big news.

You see, as a Liu Bang, I carry a Chixiao sword with me, which is very reasonable.

At the same time as Liu Bang, I am the emperor of Shenhan, blessed by all gods and protected by all spirits, which is very reasonable.

As the emperor of Shenhan, I carry a picture of all gods with me, and open the national base to the Hongmen Banquet, which is very reasonable.

On the basis of abiding by the Basic Law and basic logic.

I am an elf for one month, and my physical skills are superb, so I have internal energy and evolved fighting spirit, which is very reasonable.

With a single movement, he used force to suppress people, and dealt with many guards in the arsenal cleanly, freely and naturally, and decisively, without delay.

Shocking everyone and being stunned, the boss Mayev swallowed and murmured with lingering fear: "Magic, is this magic?!"

Mafu Aiya excitedly said: "Sir, do you have the blood of the sun elves?"

"No..." Luo Feng smiled lightly and said, "This is not magic, it's fighting spirit."

"This is the domain of qi, there is no fancy magic, what is there is just fighting qi that has multiplied to the peak!"

"Magic belongs to the sun elves, but fighting spirit can be learned by any elf."

Luo Feng's tone was flat, but when it fell to everyone's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, exploding the vast ocean.

"Any elf!"

Everyone's eyes were hot, and the fourth child clasped his hands tightly, and asked excitedly but nervously: "Sir, are we grass elves included?"

Luo Feng smiled slightly: "The great sage has long said that the blood of elves is a fallacy, and fighting spirit is based on physical fitness. As long as you are willing to endure hardship, you will have results."

Of all the dharmas in the heavens, martial arts are the most approachable. Immortal Dao requires a root of luck, and Buddhism requires wisdom. Only martial arts do not require any qualifications. There is the lowest-level Wuhu Severing Knife, and there is also the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu practiced by fools.

There is no upper limit in martial arts. Since the development of martial arts, I don't know how many big Luos on the side of martial arts have been bred.

As one of the major branches of martial arts, Dou Qi naturally does not stick to mere elven blood.

This is an extraordinary power that anyone can master. It is an unimpeded ascending channel that will not be blocked by bloodlines. Even if a new ruling class of fighting spirit emerges thousands of years later, fighting spirit will not be completely blocked. It will be completely solidified, because the origin of grudge is the physical body, which is the body that everyone has!

Dou Qi, this is one of the cornerstones for Luo Feng to create order in this world.

Seeing the first five elves who followed him, as well as the dozens of guards recruited recently, Luo Feng asked solemnly: "Do you want to learn?"

"Think!" Without exception, all the elves replied in unison, their eyes were extremely hot.

"If you want to learn, I will teach you." Luo Feng pointed to the arsenal behind him and said, "Pick up the guns and follow me to the banquet!"

"When I win the Swan City, I will teach you fighting spirit, and you can even pass it on to your family and your descendants!"

With a big wave of his hand, Luo Feng carved an introductory text on the wall, which was erased only after everyone memorized it.

If it is a system text, the loyalty value has already started to go berserk at this moment, the sound of ding dong rang in the protagonist's ear, and the green characters +10, +10, +10 appeared.

Loyalty has a price. If you buy people's hearts with gold, silver, treasures, glory and wealth, sooner or later you will be bought by even greater wealth.

If you want to be truly safe, you must add an ideal to the basis of interests, set a glorious goal, and work hard towards the goal. Everyone has a common dream and a common belief.

If you simply use slogans to fool people, after a short period of enthusiasm, the pure ideals will be abandoned by the world.

Interests and ideals go hand in hand, and few people betray or betray.Luo Feng is proficient in this way. The high elf kingdom worships the ancients, pursues nature, and chooses to close the factory and cut off its tail to survive. After decades, the damage caused by the years, arms sales and other reasons lead to a large consumption of arsenals.

But there is still equipment to arm hundreds of people. Although Master Yue is greedy for money, he knows enough force to protect his wealth.

In the past, Swan City was Master Yue's back garden, and the ammunition was still stored in the warehouse.

It takes a few months for a normal affairs officer to come here, and the hottest temper will also test the situation before choosing to do it.

Even though Master Yue was as cunning as a fox, he never thought that Luo Feng, the secretary, was a fake, the letter of appointment was written on the spot, and the seal was carved with radish.

The kingdom of the high elves hadn't seen such audacious elves in decades.

There is still an hour before the Hongmen Banquet, and the sky is not yet dark.

Luo Feng led the people swaggeringly to enter Master Yue's castle, but was pulled out by the guard at the entrance.

The steward ran out in a hurry, watched the moon elf Luo Feng perform a noble etiquette, and then asked, "My lord, what do you mean?"

Luo Feng smiled and said: "Come to talk to Mr. Yue about a business, to borrow something."

The butler's expression changed, and he felt a vague sense of surprise in his heart, so he ran back.

It's a pity that it's neither a sun elf who knows magic, nor a moon elf who knows physical skills, but a grass elf attached to the powerful, how can he avoid the speed of bullets.

In an instant, the housekeeper and the guard died under random gunshots.

"Gun in hand, follow me, kill the master, grab the castle!"

Luo Feng shouted, except for the five horsemen who followed him first, and dozens of newly recruited guards, not a single elf rushed over.

Even though Master Rio oppressed them in every possible way on weekdays, none of the elves came over.

Only a group of swans flew by in the sky, telling the reason why it is called Swan City.

"Sir, what should we do if none of the elves come?" The boss Mayev asked in a low voice. Luo Feng smiled indifferently: "No hurry, we don't give them hope, how could they come here?"

"First break the thief in Master Yue's heart, and let the bullets fly for a while for the rest!"

With a wave of his arms, a group of people under his command rushed towards the castle and started killing.

On the tall building, Master Yue shouted: "Officer, what do you mean, I invite you to the banquet!"

Luo Feng also shouted: "What I want to do is not to treat guests to dinner!"

Chapter 24 The Power of the People

Looking down from the air, the circular area built by Swan Castle and the moat looks like a sea of ​​fire.

As Luo Feng said, a revolution is not a dinner party, a revolution is a riot, a violent action by a class to overthrow a class.

The reality placed on Master Yue is to chop off his head to vent public anger, to break his dignity, and to distribute the wealth he has exploited all his life to the poor.

Faced with such violent behavior, Master Yue naturally resisted to the death and struggled desperately, but to no avail.