Vol 3 Chapter 184: Widow

Among the two figures, one of the elderly must be white and hang like a sergeant. It is the teacher of the patriarchal division, Huang Zhenwei and the Emperor Yuanwu.
Little is known about the old man, and even almost everyone does not even know the name. The only thing that can be certain is that his cultivation is extremely high, and he knows how to practice, and his age. Long, also a teacher of the previous emperor.
Such characters naturally have extraordinary wisdom.
At this moment, he is sitting on his side, not Huang Zhenwei, who has been following him in Changling, but the dignified palace lady who often goes to the Queen's study.
In her hand, there is a small bead-sized bead with countless mirrors. Although she is far away from Zhou’s ancestors and Ding Ning and Fusu, she seems to be able to see from this bead that everything is happening in Zhou’s old family. The things around the ancestors and Fusu and Ding Ning.
"Adult, this person is so vicious, do you want to kill him?"
Looking at Fusu and Ding Ning was controlled by the Zhou family ancestors, this face of the dignified palace girl was cold, and asked quietly.
She did not say that the adult you want to kill him, but directly said whether or not to kill him, which means that perhaps this old man is not needed, she has the ability to kill the Zhou family ancestors at this time. .
"If you want to kill when you come out of Changling, you can kill it. Zhou family ancestors are dead and not dead, how can they have good intentions. Just say that he is also the master of our Daqin dynasty, go to Lushan, stay It may be useful for him."
Hearing the murderous words of the palace girl, the old man smiled slightly and said: "And I want to see what he wants to do."
The palace lady converges with anger and whispers: "The wine shop boy is not bad."
The old man nodded gently and said: "But it depends on him to get through this level and the level of the sword."
After the silence of the palace lady, after a count of time, she asked with respect: "Do you even have absolute confidence in this alliance?"
"In the same year, I smashed the 400,000 elite army of the Zhao Dynasty to the army. Everyone felt that within the next month, the Zhao Dynasty would be completely destroyed." The old man lowered his eyes and said slowly: "However, a sudden appearance Zhao Jian furnace, so that the army of my dynasty could not move forward. Later, my battle with the Dachu dynasty was defeated. A large part of the reason was that because of the fighting power in Zhaodi, I had already lost too many excellent practitioners.

"That is just a Zhaodi. There are too many people in the world." The old man looked at the wrinkles of his hands and then said: "The rise and fall of the dynasty is never something that a practitioner can decide. No one can guarantee this time. What kind of master will appear in the Lushan League? Just like the master of the Zhao Jian furnace, it is the best example. The reason why I say that the Shushan sword will be a must, is because I know, Only some of the exercises of Lushan Jianzong can keep him alive. As for the Lushan League, it is also a must-have for him, just because this Lushan League is related to all the practitioners of Daqin. Bureau, how can practitioners like them practice quietly."
The palace lady took a deep breath and stopped saying more.
She thought that she was alone and worried. But I did not expect that even such a teacher of the Holy Son is deeply worried.
What she did not think of was that at the moment, the old man’s heart was really worried, but it was the nine dead silkworms that had already appeared.
"The Emperor Lin Lushan, my Daqin dynasty can say that more than half of the power has left Changling if it is really your descendant. What kind of things will be done at such a moment?"
The old man is undoubtedly one of the people who know best about the person's ability, so in his opinion, if there is one person who can have a fatal impact on the Daqin dynasty. That person must be the descendant of that person.
It’s just that this intelligent old man never thought that the nine dead silkworms he really worried about are actually in his eyes.
There is bad water between Wushan.
Among the rivers flowing in the mountains. There were almost no merchant ships and fishing boats walking, and there were not many people on both sides of the strait.
However, at this time, among the bad waters, there were more than ten ironclad ships.
On the head of a giant armored ship, a man wearing a pale yellow robes stood, though his eyes were flat and looked at the clouds in the sky, the waves in the water, but the big rivers seemed to be the momentum of him. Repression, becoming oppressive and awe, even the water flow is much smoother than usual.
Behind him, stood many generals wearing black armor and many important figures of Changling.
He is naturally the most important figure of the Lushan Association, the Emperor of the Great Qin Yuanwu.
Although even his teachers have no absolute confidence in whether the Daqin dynasty can find face in this Lushan League, everyone knows that there is no reason for confidence, just because he is the common enemy of the other three dynasties.
There was a loud humming sound in the mountains on both sides of the strait, and then it disappeared sharply. It seemed to be far away. This screaming made the Emperor Yuanwu froze and stopped thinking.
He waved back and said: "Yellow Secretary, you come forward."
Huang Zhenwei, who had been standing on the side of the deck and looked at the sinister mountains on both sides of the river, sneaked into the back of Yuanwu Emperor, slightly worse.
"Work with me." Emperor Yuanwu shouldered his hands and did not look back at him, but said.
Huang Zhenwei took a deep breath, he was shocked, but did not say anything, went forward, located on the right side of the Emperor Yuanwu, standing side by side with him, watching the waves on the front of the rapids flapping the reef.
"You are the person I choose. I let my teacher teach you. In a strict sense, you are my younger brother." Emperor Yuanwu said slowly: "I chose you because you are the real Guoshi. Really knowing and understanding everything I have done is for this dynasty to become more prosperous, so that the people of this world will be able to live and work better in the future. You are the purest loyal person of Changling."
Huang Zhenwei’s micro-decapitation thanked the Emperor Yuanwu for his praise, but he could not help but think that he was the most loyal to his existence in the eyes of the Holy Spirit. Is it true that the two phases and the queen, as well as their own teachers, are not the most loyal to him? Is there a presence?
"You must be a bit strange, why do I call you up and stand side by side with me."
Emperor Yuanwu’s eyes looked at Lushan, which was not far away, and said to Huang Zhenwei, who was next to him:
This is because of the strong emperor, he is also an individual first, and he also has his own emotions.

Huang Zhenwei couldn't help but look at him and whispered: "The micro-communication is unknown."
"Three years before I was enthroned, the entire Daqin dynasty, no one dared to stand side by side with me." Emperor Yuanwu said slowly: "This kind of occasion, such a league, there should be a lot of my side. People stood side by side with me, but they were too paranoid. In the end, I was alone in the bow and walked with the Daqin dynasty. From the third year before I stepped on the throne, I became a widow."
Huang Zhenwei’s breathing was slightly weaker, his gentle and refined face did not change at all, but the heart was slightly tightened.
He knew that the feelings of the Holy Spirit at this time were only because of nostalgia and the past, but he did not know what kind of real emotions were contained in this nostalgia.
"The widows let you go forward, I want you to fight with me in this Lushan League."
The Emperor Yuanwu did not look at him, but he did not know whether he was sighing or admiring and whispered: "After this alliance, the widows became true widows."
Huang Zhenwei’s eyes suddenly revealed an unprecedented shock.
The widow became a real widow. This sentence sounded very sorrowful. However, he listened to this sentence and listened to the name of the Emperor Yuanwu before he changed it. He began to claim to be a widow. He was extremely clear and felt it. Really.
For this upcoming Lushan League, St. Shang has such a strong confidence?
There was a black light falling in the sky, but it was a goshawk with a feathered black.
The goshawk fell on the arm of a black armor. The black armor took a piece of secret from a small metal tube tied to its foot and handed it to a very fat man next to him. .
This extremely fat man is full of exuberant momentum, which is another important presence of Changling, Hengshan Xuhou.
Xu Hou stepped forward and the footsteps shook the entire big ship.
"The first one to climb Lushan is the Chu Emperor. The Chu Emperor worships the heavens in Lushan, and sets up Fuling Jun as the Prince."
Xu Hou, who had seen the secret, stood behind the Emperor Yuanwu and said softly.
"The first one to climb is Chu, and the first one must be Chu."
The Emperor Yuanwu did not feel the unexpected surprise. He then whispered: "This has nothing to do with the old man of Chu Emperor and whoever takes over the throne. A dynasty who relies too much on foreign objects, the practitioner will naturally lose his spirit. I have a real master of craftsmanship, but I can’t get a real master of practice."
Yokoyama Xu Hou's domineering smile.
At this time, the Dachu dynasty was still the most powerful, but even in his eyes, the Dachu Dynasty was the weakest opponent. (To be continued...)