[Comprehensive] Tibetan Sword

Li Bianliu felt that he had a long, long dream. In the dream, he galloped on the battlefield with gold and iron horses, and with the power of all battles, he imprisoned the daughter left by the previous king and became the ruler of the country as the regent , Whole... ruled Yan Kingdom for 300 years!

Even if demons have been rampant in these 300 years, even if natural disasters have continued in these 300 years, even if he is scolded by countless historians for treason, he cannot deny a fact.

That is, the number of refugees in Yan Country is still far less than that of several other countries without a king, and even most of the civilians in Yan Country can eat enough and wear warm clothes.

This is also the reason why the kings of several other countries did not intervene in Yan's internal affairs after watching for 100 years.

——Well, it is more likely that they did intervene at first, but they were all killed by Li Bianliu==

But the Twelve Kingdoms is a country ruled by the Emperor of Heaven. Without Qilin's recognition, no matter how strong Li Bianliu is and how high his political wisdom is, he still cannot become the lord of a country. Trapped here to govern the country year after year, always sitting on a high throne overlooking the world, the kind of coldness from the heart made him feel that becoming a king is a very bad thing.

In fact, what he wants to do the most is not to rule the world, or to be invincible in the world.

He just wanted to sit in the corridor on a rainy day, listen to the light rain splashing on the lotus leaves outside, and doze off quietly while holding a certain little yellow chicken in his arms.

Therefore, Li Bianliu rejected the request of the three unicorns with a poker face, and these hard-working unicorns finally died in depression. After being persuaded by the fairy, the unicorns who were born later chose others to become the wild goose king, and then... …

After Li Bianliu inspected it, he felt that he was unqualified, so he continued to kill all the kings chosen by Qilin ==

He killed demons, he killed rebels, he killed dissatisfied people, he killed rebels, he killed kings, he killed unicorns, and he killed a world for the Yan Kingdom.

So, on a certain day, after he was suddenly pulled out by Li Chengen, he actually felt that Li Dahou's ruffian face was too fucking beautiful!

After 300 years, if he hadn't always known that he was a husky from the Great Tiance Mansion, and if he hadn't always had a sincere heart for Ye Shizhou in his package, he would have thought that these 300 years were real. Life, the people you love deeply are all illusory.

Fortunately, fortunately, he always remembered.

It's just that when he left, the people of Yan Country were in a state of turmoil, and the puppet court he left was still in power for [-] years, until Yan Wang Xiaosong Shanglong came to the throne.

Komatsu Shanglong resisted all opinions, and included Li Bianliu in the annals of history, including Wang Shi.

"Don't take the emperor as the guideline, don't take the unicorn as auspiciousness, don't take the king as the name, kill the wolf Li Zhiqiu stops the killing by killing, and uses blood to create a 300-year history of no king in the Yan Kingdom. Keeping the wild goose in the water and fire is against the sky , but the flaws do not hide the virtues, it can be called the uncrowned king."

"Say: Kill the king."

"Hey, cheap son, it looks like you've done a good job, and our kung fu in the Great Tiance Mansion is almost done, now is the time to test you!"

Li Bianliu ignored him.

At any rate, he is also the one who has mastered the 300-year-old Yan Kingdom, and Bian Liu Zhiqiu's skill in nourishing Qi is quite good.

Li Chengen touched his chin, "Well, yes, this calmness is very good, Liu Er, from today onwards, you will officially become the next successor of my Duke of England, I hope you will continue to work hard in the future, and carry forward my great strategy government!"

Li Bianliu's poker face finally cracked. He bowed to Li Chengen's address of Liu'er, his stomach tumbling, and he almost vomited out. His complexion changed a few times, and he suppressed the nausea in his heart, and said slowly, " Daddy..."

"..." Li Chengen's face did not meet Li Bianliu's expectations, and it also cracked.

Even though Li Bianliu's heart was extremely happy, his face was still calm and calm, as if he should call Li Chengen that way.

Li Chengen was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand, and patted Li Bianliu's shoulder fiercely, his eyes were full of appreciation, "Very good! Liu'er, since you have such affection for your father, then you will call him like this from now on. For my father!"

"..." Li Bianliu took a deep breath. For the first time, he felt that these 300 years had been wasted ==

As if it wasn't hard enough, the system's notification tone finally rang.

Li Bianliu opened it, and the first one reminded him that he had completed the trial of the prince of England. After the trial was completed, he would automatically become the next successor of Tiance Mansion, and he would have the title of Young Mansion Master, which would increase the hatred value by 50.00%. [-], at the same time the attack is doubled by five times, but sadly, his blood volume is reduced by [-]% at the same time ==

Li Bianliu directly ignored the title.

The second system prompt is to congratulate him on being recognized by the UK and becoming the prince of the UK. He can receive a salary from the Tiance Mansion every year, and the system also gives him three sets of dresses for the prince of the UK as a gift.

Li Bianliu looked at it, and found that the clothes also had attributes, and the attributes were as cheating as ever. After wearing it, the martial arts interface was automatically locked, and the blood volume was reduced by one-third.

When Li Bianliu saw this, he deeply felt that this system was his father, Ye Shizhou got a monk's cross-dressing, although the martial arts system was locked, his blood volume was unlimited!

Look at his title and equipment again, in addition to blood loss, it is blood loss.

but……

Li Bianliu's eyes flashed a gloomy, he wanted to break the prison for someone, but where is that person...

The 300 years of missing is like a dense net, which not only makes this feeling more profound, but also makes Li Bianliu more paranoid towards Ye Shizhou.

Li Bianliu even felt that if Ye Shizhou appeared in front of him at this moment, he was not sure whether he would rush to hug him or directly stab him with a gun.

Li Bianliu smiled wryly, and his face turned bitter. Li Chengen, who was opposite him, seemed to know what Li Bianliu was thinking, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

"My dear little Liuer, this is a greeting gift for my father."

Li Chengen's hands were full of calluses, and the back of his hand was covered with thick armor, but looking at the side of the palm, many scars could still be seen.

Such hands should be holding silver spears to dominate the battlefield, but now, in these big hands full of thick calluses, appeared a... little yellow chicken!

Li Bianliu was stunned.

The small, soft yellow fluff clings to his body softly, the bean-sized black eyeballs are staring at him, the bird's beak is pink, and the small brown claws are small, through the translucent skin, you can even touch him. Light cyan blood vessels are seen.

"Gee~"

With a small chime, Li Bianliu instantly abandoned the previous sadness, and all his mind stayed on this little yellow chicken.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to touch the little yellow chicken, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control the strength and hurt it. In the end, he hesitated for a long time and retracted his fingers. He stood beside Li Chengen, looking at the little yellow chicken quietly, His eyes are as gentle as water.

Li Chengen smiled slightly, "Go on."

Li Bianliu shook his head slowly.

The corner of Li Chengen's mouth curled slightly, "When you raise it up, you will be able to meet the person you want."

Li Bianliu's heart moved, he raised his head in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"It's just what you think, I'll give you a hint, keep your eyes open, look at the people around you carefully, don't hesitate, don't regret it!"

After finishing speaking, before Li Bianliu could react, Li Chengen kicked him into a black hole again.

The blue sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand.

This year was the year when the Yellow Turban Uprising broke out. Cao Song's son Cao Cao was worshiped as the captain of the cavalry, and the imperial court ordered Cao Cao to lead the army to quell the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

In this battle, Cao Cao broke [-] yellow scarves with [-] elites, beheaded tens of thousands of ranks, and his reputation began to emerge.

Riding on the horse, Cao Cao looked indifferently at the yellow turban prisoner not far away, his eyes were far away, he slowly opened the small cloth pocket on his waist, and saw the sleeping little yellow chicken inside, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.