Chronicles of Heaven

"It's really boring."

"Indeed."

"We are looking forward to an earth-shattering **** slaughter, and the mutual attack of more than ten pieces of the town's artifacts will give us much visual enjoyment!"

"Especially, the souls and blood of the soldiers who were strangled by the aftermath of the artifacts of the town."

"A long-awaited feast, isn't it?"

"But, I didn't get what I wanted. It completely wasted the energy we spent on the fox family. Why do we have to help them get so many and so many innate artifacts? You know, even for the gods we are in." Star Fort, this consumption is huge and unbearable."

After a long silence, the conversation continued.

"Then, the old fox must fulfill his promise. If you promised it, you must do it."

"If not?"

"If not, let's let the other two countries get the same strength as them, then release the gods and let them join forces to destroy the country established by this old fox."

"The destruction of a country, the death caused by the war conflict in this process is enough to satisfy all our demands."

"Good idea. So, do we want to promote their three countries?"

After a long silence, a white light shone in the darkness: "After they are one, the three countries are qualified to challenge the more ancient kingdoms of the East?"

After a careful and reserved sorrow, someone chuckled: "If there is our help, it should be fine."

In the white light, the majestic and sacred voice continued to sound: "So, will the attacks on those older countries bring us benefits?"

There is a savage voice that sounds like a thunder: "Benefits, of course... but we also need greater benefits."

The sound of the snow white light is more and more majestic and solemn: "The division of our internal interests, afterwards... This strategic decision has nothing to do with brute force. Therefore, if you are an abalone, please take control of your emotions."

The arrogant voice snorted in an angry whisper, and it shook a bit in the void.

A bright and clean blue cold light faintly illuminates: "There is no doubt that the attack on the more ancient kingdoms in the East will bring us huge benefits and will cause a huge blow to our competitors. The premise is that we must take advantage of the power we have today, and at the same time, don't let our competitors deprive us of our authority."

A colorful and magnificent **** light illuminates the void: "So, who is our choice?"

The colorful light squirmed like a giant colorful jellyfish, slowly and lazily stretching its beautiful, poisonous wrists in the void: "Who will bring us more benefits and be easier to manipulate?" ”

"Is the old fox that has been fainted by a woman, or the savage and rude big violent madness, or the hypocritical, vain, dirty old body that concentrates all the sinful sins of humanity?"

It belongs to Aconite, and the arrogant voice sounds again. Once again, it is like a snarling thunder. It is shaking in the void: "I said, noble people, we need greater interests... We can’t sell your life for no reason. But the one that got the hand was just a little hiring money!"

Acong interrupted the sound of the colorful light and shouted: "You are about to harvest, and we need greater benefits!"

The majestic and sacred voice of Snow White once again interrupted the words of Acong: "Violence does not solve all problems. Auntie, you know... strategic decision-making requires strategic wisdom, and wisdom, just It is what you are missing the most."

Wutou’s angry and roaring roar.

Then dozens of strange lights flashed together, suppressing the sound of aconite, and confining him to the darkness, so that his voice could no longer be heard a little.

A glimpse of the darkness of the light shone, making the dark lacquered void more quiet and deep: "Why must these people be? Why can't they be other people? Maybe we can have more choices, so, can we Let us have more benefits."

Innocent and empty, the stars cast by the colorful spar are swept across the void at high speed, but a very fine crystal needle extending tens of thousands of feet in the star body, no matter where the star is moving, the tip of the crystal needle is locked to the pole. A point on the square of the square in the distance.

The position pointed by the crystal needle is exactly the city of Anyang.

At the moment of Anyang City, the lanterns are bright, the light is shining, the air is rising, there is a fragrant mist, and countless white cranes are carrying a blossoming ganoderma lucidum, slowly circling in the sky, there are golden scales, long legs, flowing clouds, spitting The scent of rain slid through the sky.

In all directions, Qingqiu Junhewei, Tianhuwei traveled around the imperial city. The secret agent of 'Foxtail' was stalking in tension, and numerous bureaucrats and servants of the Tuen Mun were in the city, encouraging the people to hurry to the streets and create The bustling situation of thousands of people.

Some of the city's well-beings clung to the belt of the bulging sac, feeling the gold inside, the silver of the side, the pearl jewels of the hard state, and so on. The screaming, tearful voice shouted: "The highest sacred emperor His Majesty's holy life is borderless, and the holy life is boundless! The eternal life of the fox is always forever, and it will last forever!"

There are foxes and servants in large red brocade suits, and they ride in a variety of flying mounts. They wear large-capacity space rings filled with freshly minted gold and silver coins. Copper coins, the top is cast the head of the fox green and the family name of Linghu.

Numerous golden light, silver glitter, and bronze brilliance coins fell like raindrops, and the people in Anyang City gradually became mad.

An emperor who is willing to pay the people is definitely a good emperor.

Although many bottom-level people don't know why the emperor suddenly became a fox, it turned into a former left-handed fox... But has Sima had such a move to throw money from the sky?

No!

Sima’s princes, princes, princesses, and county owners, they habitually scrape the ground and scrape the sky!

They will never sneak out from their fingers and give the people a copper out!

Therefore, Linghu is better than Sima, and the fox is better than Sima Xian.

Sima Xian is faint, and the fox green is a holy prince!

It's that simple!

In this world where ordinary people are illiterate and knowledge is monopolized by the door family, the idea of ​​the people at the bottom is so simple, so simple, so straightforward!

In the imperial city of Anyang City, outside the Sima's ancestral temple in the deepest part of the temple, the door of the ancestral temple of Sima's founding father's ancestors was enshrined, and the singer of the Chinese costume, Qing Qing, looked at Sima Xian.

"Your Majesty, Hope, His Majesty and His Majesty, can be good at the end." Linghu Qingqing gave a gentle and gentle smile to Simaxian: "I already know that since 'Feiyan' has nothing to do with His Majesty, only certain people of Sima are not doing their own thing, then The anger will not vent to you."

"As long as you leave you, start Sima's final township ban, let 朕 completely control Sima's ultimate defense system established by the gods... 朕, you will be able to enjoy your life." I sincerely look at Sima Xian: "Actually, frankly, the reason why you become a faint prince in the eyes of the world is because... you have been powerless for the political affairs?"

Linghu Qingqing smiled very gently.

Sima Xian squinted at Linghu Qingqing, and then sighed heavily: "The reason why you can't do anything about the government... Hey, I have to thank a lot of left-handed adults and right-hand adults... two, but they are very good. it is good."

The same ram of the Chinese attire stood in a slightly farther place, smiling with a sly smile, and he did not reply to Sima Yin’s words.

One is Xinjun, the other is the old emperor, and he is a courtier. He can't be too quick and profitable.

In the face of Xinjun’s strong trampling on the face of the emperor, it may not be able to please the new king, and may even trigger the resentment and vigilance of the new king. Why is this?

Anyway, the anger of Linghu Qingqing has been picked up. Originally, I wanted to gently replace Sima’s squad, killing the killer, and directly robbing the throne with the violent method of forcing the palace... This result is very ideal, can’t say Perfect, but it is also more in line with the plan of the ram.

This is good, very good.

The ram smiled and smiled slightly, looking down at his toes.

At the angle that Linghu Qingqing could not see, the ram’s three eyes flashed, revealing a deep shackles.

From the bottom of my heart, the ram's three considerations are not to look down on the green.

Mastering almost all of the military power of the Dajin Kingdom, isn’t it a ruling, and it’s so cautious, are you playing games? If it wasn't for the rams to use the silver fish, and forced the fox to be green, this old guy would have to wait for him to repel the Dawu Shenguo and lay the supreme prestige.

At that time, he was quite stable in the position of the fox, but his rams were not good enough to start.

So, please, please, please let the foxes green, and quickly start, the more rough the better.

The rams looked up and looked at the water. They looked at Sima Xian quietly: "Jin Wang Simaxian, Liang Chen Ji has arrived, please open the ancestral temple, follow your Majesty and agree with you, do not have any Change, you must know that the life and death of the entire Sima family is in your hands."

Sima Xian took a deep breath and then laughed and laughed a little. "Jin Wang, hey, Jin Wang... I can be named by the new king as the King of Jin... Thank you. Thank you... oh, really, I am grateful."

Shaking his head, Sima Yin pressed the palm of the gate of the Zongmiao, and the thick bronze portal opened, and a purple air floated out of the temple.

Linghu Qingqing waved his hand, and a large group of Tianhuwei masters surrounded them with a group of people, carefully entering the temple.

Inside the Zongmiao Temple, on the main hall, there is a statue of the ancestors of the Dajin Shenguo, the ancestors of the Dajin Shenguo. In front of the statue, it is a four-legged square tripod with a high level of three feet. The overflowing plasma, floating on the top of a fist, shines with crystal **** of various colors.

Linghu Qingqing looked at the crystal ball and his eyes turned red.

No matter how many troops he has mastered, no matter how many town artifacts he has mastered, no matter how much he and the rams have joined forces to sima Simaxian, even if he spends too much to please the gods, as long as he has not mastered this. A crystal ball suspended in blood, he is not really a god.

This crystal ball is a contract concluded between the founding gods of the Great Jin Dynasty and the gods.

This crystal ball is the real state artifact of the Dajin Kingdom.

This crystal ball symbolizes the orthodoxy of the Dajin Kingdom and symbolizes the recognition of the gods to the Dajin Kingdom. It symbolizes that the Emperor of the Dajin Kingdom has the most just and righteous, most orthodox sacrifices to the gods. that power.

More importantly, this crystal ball is the only one that can open the passage to the gods without an upper limit.

The exit of this passage is not under the control of them.

It is the more ancient gods who have entered into the sacred contract with the founding gods of the Dajin Kingdom. They are older, higher-ranking, and more powerful than the gods, such as the sacred, holy, and aconite.

Those ancient lives are the elders of the eccentric.

If they are secluded, they only represent those more powerful and higher-ranking gods, closely monitor and monitor the 'Mu continent', and control and guide the development route of the indigenous creatures on the 'Mu continent'.

With the convenience of location and authority, you can enjoy private transactions with the indigenous people, and everyone will get some benefits.

But the real, the only legal official trading channel that is sheltered by the gods and recognized by the gods is this crystal ball. Every few years, the Dajin Kingdom will hold a solemn and large-scale ritual of worship. In that ceremonial ceremony, the Dajin God Congress opened the sacrifice channel in this crystal ball to the gods. Present the rare offerings collected over the years.

The gods will also give some benefits to the Dajin Kingdom through the sacrifice channel.

For example, directly let some elders of the royal family of the Dajin Kingdom become the gods of the gods... For example, one or two rare, some lucky people of the Dajin Kingdom of God to enter the Kingdom of God through the sacrifice channel, etc. Wait.

Linghu Qingqing and Simaxian also walked to the front of the four-legged square, and the body of Linghu Qingqing was a bit awkward.

Sima Xian was a dull looking statue of Sima's founding emperor, and then a crisp and neat shot on the four-legged square.

A loud bang, Fang Ding roaring, Fang Ding's blood from the Sima's dynasties over a million people gathered in the blood, so the 'hhh' turned into a strong **** fog, into the sky, into In the purple air in the ancestral temple.

Linghu Qingqing’s body screamed fiercely, and he snorted: “The next thing? We’re the blood of the Fox clan? Is it?”

Sima Xian’s ‘咚’ slammed to the ground and paid tribute to the statue of the founding emperor. The lazy one said: “Also.”

Linghu Qingqing shouted, and a clean bottle flew out of his sleeve. A thick, squirting blood with strong mana fluctuations was quickly injected into Fang Ding.

The ancestral temple was slightly shocked, and the crystal ball spurted out the eye-catching light. The statue of Sima’s founding **** 咔嚓 咔嚓 , , , , , , 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。