Chapter 3363: Qiaodong Mengjia

The Glory Empire, Liu Han Province, was named in memory of Liu Han who died in the uprising war. This is the first large-scale victory in the uprising war, killing 37 evil kings, including a Qin Taichuan In the memorial hall of the provincial capital, the personal guards of the early years still retain a magic weapon that Qin Taichuan once used, which is a palm-sized altar.
late at night.
Curfew.
The Empire of Glory is one of the very few worlds that still retains the curfew system. This is to prevent the breeding of evil ways. Therefore, the publication of books of the Empire of Glory and the spread of various ideas are also subject to rigorous scrutiny, so in a sense, The Glory Empire is not actually a free country, and the Glory Council is actually ruled by an oligarch.
Over the years, the Glory Empire has gradually opened up. The curfew system has been abolished in most provinces, and the censorship of books is not as strict as in the past, but important provinces, such as Liuhan Province, still have curfews.
Some of the Dark Iron Night Watchers of the Glory Empire are walking, carrying lanterns to light up the streets.
Suddenly a blue shadow flew past, and two night watchmen fell silently.
This blue shadow rushed all the way, and in a few blinks, it came to the front of the Provincial Capital Memorial Hall.
The provincial capital memorial is quite huge, all white, like a temple. The steps in front of the memorial are paved with white marble. Many names are written on each step. It is the martyrs who died in the first large-scale victory war.
The blue figure was dressed very tightly and wrapped tightly. Looking at the memorial for a moment, he opened his legs and stepped onto the first step.
Suddenly, the lights are bright!
A dozen lanterns were lit at the same time.
The blue figure was taken aback and looked around.
Just around the memorial hall, walked out a crowd of kings dressed in black, carrying swords, and handsome and solemn faces.
The blue figure smiled, with a moving voice, as if water droplets hit the porcelain plate: "Murongjin, it's you again. After all, you've been chasing me for more than 80 years, right? Are you crushing me?
The head of the Six Tribulations God King was the man who had spoken with Tai a few days ago. He was tall and slender, with a ruthless card hung on his waist. His great ruling sword was not carried on his back, but floating behind him, cold and dazzling. , The cloak of the boxer armor also trembles without wind, and the spirit of it is already eager to try.
"Meng Nu...I want to say something cruel, but every time you say something cruel before, you ran away, so I'm afraid the cruel words I said have little weight."
Murong Jin said solemnly.
The blue figure burst into a hearty laugh, and the voice was not like a woman, rather heroic.
"What about today? What surprise can you give me?" Meng Nu asked.
Murong Jin said: "Meng Nu, in fact, the people who ruled the legion did not hate you. Although you did evil, you never hurt innocent lives except for beheading a group of small kings in the Kun nationality world. One of the rulings strayed into the space turbulence when fighting with you, and was rescued by you. As a result, he saw your true face. He just didn’t know what method you used. Whenever he wanted to draw your Looks, but found it impossible to write."
"Then he must fall in love with me." Meng Nu shrugged.
"I want to know who you are and why you always take away some ancient relics." Murong Jin's voice began to become cold.
Meng Nv said: "It seems that you have learned well. You don't expect to catch me, but I hope that a rare meeting, try to get some information from me, maybe see you next time, it will be a few years or More than ten years later. Murong Jin, I can also tell you, my name is Meng Fuchen. As for these ancient relics... One, I want to see the turbulent years before I was born. I was fascinated by those years, naturally. I just want to collect some meaningful things from that time, but the more important reason is that I want to test myself, hone my martial arts, and see the best in the world."
"So you were born in the new century."
"So, you are not?"
"No, I was born at the end of the Era era, in the first year of the Dadao era, I was exactly twenty years old."
"Oh? So you have personally experienced the first century? I know, you are a person from the heavens in the future. Have you met Meng Fan? Have you seen it? Have you ever seen Gu Xin Ao? I heard that Gu Xin Ao is very handsome. A princess in the Kun Clan world is still very fascinated by him, then, have you seen the Palace Master Yueyue?"
Meng Nu was quite excited. When it came to Inviting the Moon Palace Lord, her eyes were shining, as if she regarded the Moon Palace Lord as the object of worship.
Murong Jin flicked her finger: "Meng Fuchen, we have talked a lot. Whether we can catch you this time or let you escape depends on the skill under her hand."
"It's boring." Meng Fuchen's face was disdainful, her body shook suddenly, and the space was immediately distorted. Her body quickly merged into the distorted space and was about to disappear.
"Walker is invincible!" Murong Jin shouted, "This is her housekeeping method, step 80 million miles, fold the space maze, and take action!"
All the gods immediately slaughtered them.
boom!
A thick smoke fell from the sky, like a dark cloud, suddenly hitting the twisted space where Meng Fuchen was about to leave.
After an instant, the thick smoke dissipated, revealing a man with dangling hair and a humble face. The man was dressed in a sky-blue gown, agitated like a wave, extremely immortal.
All the kings of the ruling legion were startled, and then Murong Jin said in surprise: "My lord!"
The person here is the chief inspector of the ruling corps.
this is nothing.
He has another identity, a big name, and almost no one knows it.
In the future, Heavenly Court, Heavenly Palace, the Lord is thin!
Tianxingcang!
This is the name that almost no one knows in the past five hundred years, one of the leaders of the heavenly court in the future, the true powerhouse, the Seven Tribulations!
The strong man who participated in the creation of the future heaven and experienced the first century personally is also an absolute cron and best brother of the fourth heavenly king in the future.
Tian Xingcang stretched out a finger to his mouth and said, "All laws are quiet."
Suddenly, all the distorted time and space were restored, and Meng Fuchen, who was escaping, was shot out at once. She flipped and landed on the ground several times in the air. The whole province trembled violently, and cracks appeared in the ground.
She slowly raised her head, looked at Tian Xing Cang, and chuckled softly: "The legendary character is on the stage."
Tian Xing Cang looked at Meng Fuchen silently, frowning slightly, always feeling familiar.
"You have too many misfortunes, you can't keep it." Tian Xingcang said as he walked forward, following his steps, the stars all over the sky flickered violently, as if echoing his movements. "It depends on your attitude whether you are dead or alive. I only ask once, who are you on earth."
"Me." Meng Fuchen smiled slightly, "Qiaodong Meng's house."
Tian Xing Cang frowned.
Huh!
A few white lights.
Two gods of the Six Tribulations descended.
One of them is Taiyi, and the other is the imperial leader who is in charge of the Glorious Council for Taiyi.
This battle is really not small.
Tianxingcang said lightly: "Meng Nu..."
at this time!
Tian Xingcang's words stopped abruptly, and he turned around.
Later, Tian Xingcang saw that from the other side of the memorial hall, a man in a blood-red robe appeared in the alley.
The man's face was ordinary, but quite white, so he appeared dusty, his eyes were clear, and his eyebrows were also very clear.
She was eight feet tall and nine feet tall, and she walked out of the darkness step by step to the light.
Seeing the man, Tianxingcang and Tai, were all shocked.
Several verdicts including Murong Jin also trembled all over.
Tianxingcang murmured: "...senior?"
The man did not respond, but looked at Meng Fuchen and said: "Smelly girl, I finally found you."
Meng Fuchen couldn't help but feel excited, and immediately murmured like a kitten: "Brother..."
"It’s been four hundred and thirty years since you left home silently? At first, my mother didn’t care. Later, your troubles became more and more fierce. My mother asked me to come out and arrest you. Keep you in confinement for two hundred years."
As the man said, he looked at Tianxingcang again, arched his hands and said, "Floating in Xiameng, pay respect to Lord Bo."
Tian Xing Cang was still in a dazed state. It wasn't until too many people laughed that Tian Xing Cang woke up and said, "Your mother?"
"Meng Niuniu."
"Heh." Tian Xingcang seemed to hear a not very funny joke, his face twitched.
"I will let her return everything that the little girl stolen. As for asking the crime..." Meng Fusheng thought about it. "I also hope to make a special case. Speaking of which, I want to call you Uncle."