Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 250 249. The common people owe you ten years of life (second more)

"Brother Guan, Girl Guan, long time no see."

"Long Xiangjun, Tang Hong, and three kids~so cute~~hehehe"

"Okay, Guan Chun, how old are you."

"But I look young."

"Dragon Elephant, what are you looking at?!" Tang Hong roared suddenly.

Long Xiangjun was taken aback. He was in a daze. Hearing the shout of his wife, he realized that the place he was looking at was Guan Chun's long legs.

He stared wide, and hurriedly turned his head to the side, "Tang Hong, I didn't look."

"Also talk back!"

Tang Hong ran over and hit Long Xiangjun's arm with his hand.

Long Xiangjun didn't resist, so he laughed.

Guan Chun knew what the big man in front of him was, and knew that he was unintentional, so he smiled.

The man beside her has a strong physique and a firm face.

The man walked to the high cliff and said with emotion:

"Speaking of it, I haven't seen Brother Feng since more than 20 years ago. No, it's time to be called Master.

If it weren't for the Master, I wouldn't be able to obtain a suitable technique for me, and would never be able to break through the eleven realms in my life. I owe him too much. "

He raised his eyes and looked at the open place far away.

On the same ground, the soldiers and horses were arranged like a forest, neat and full of iron and blood, and they were obviously soldiers with a military spirit.

This tough-faced man is self-defeating.

Guan Chun sighed softly: "Why do people like Brother Feng help the family? And I always think that we can be released by the Su family. Actually, Brother Feng did his best."

Guan Yu said: "The Master is acting upright. Maybe the first time I saw him, it was when I was closest to him. After that, I tried desperately to chase after him, only to find that he had already ascended to the sky. It's impossible to see his back no matter how hard you try."

"Brother, don't be presumptuous. Brother Feng may not be a mortal at all."

"Yes, set up a heart for the heaven and the earth, set a destiny for the living and the people, for the sacred and sacred learning, and open peace for all generations. There is no ego, but a big ego. In life, the ambition of all beings in the world is to be like a dragon and turn oneself into a king.

It's great, it's really great. I don't want to compare with him in this life, but it is the greatest honor to have a period of time with him, hahaha. "

Guan Chun was relieved when he heard that his brother's tone was not at all frustrated.

She may have had a good impression of the Master, but now she knows no matter how much she thinks about it, she can't be with that man, so she also died, but she is still curious about this shocking competition.

To some extent, if the Master wins, the war is over.

peace

Near

Morning light shifts.

The golden beam of winter light fell on the army in the dry land, reflecting the shimmering cold light of the armor.

The cold light became the sea, dazzling.

The first match was a match.

Several people looked from a distance, and they were not at a low level now. Although they were far away, they could still see clearly.

The two sides did not clash, but stood in their respective formations towards the uninhabited mountains facing north.

Guan Chun said, "Master, his hair is a lot grayer."

Tang Hong said: "Yeah, it's all in vain, how could this be?"

The two women looked at the man beside them.

The three children also watched curiously.

Guan Xiao knew something after all, and sighed softly: "Master, he doesn't know why, he can't awaken his blood, and he can't break through the eleven realms."

"what?!!"

The two women, even Long Xiangjun were stunned.

According to their thoughts, a figure like the Master is absolutely outstanding, but how can it be so?

Guan Chun said, "I think he will definitely break through."

Tang Hong nodded and agreed.

There was an unknown premonition in both of them.

Master, it should be forty-four after this winter, right?

As a key figure in the aristocratic family, there must be a problem if he has not yet awakened his bloodline at this age.

in case

If the Master really couldn't break through, or it would take more than ten years to break through, he would not be able to break the shackles of this hundred years of life.

How is this possible?

When several people were in a daze.

Suddenly a powerful momentum appeared in the distance.

The momentum is all around, everyone, no matter whether they have found a position to watch the battle, but they can feel the pressure.

This momentum is low, absorbing many soldiers' souls,

Immediately, the river became the sea, and at the end of the journey,

Head up in an instant, condensing a raging burning trend, people just feel excited,

That Cui Weizheng's blood turned into a solid and incomparable form.

Faxiang is exactly like a master, with his white head hanging down and his eyes galaxy.

The Master held a long knife in his hand like a flower branch, and cut it forward with one knife.

The light of the knife passed by, seeming to exhaust all the air in this side, and slashed out,

The mountains and rivers shattered, the earth collapsed,

I don’t know if it stretches for tens of miles, there is still an endless sword force

The panic sword was like an endless dragon rolling and crashing, rushing straight to the horizon beyond the line of sight.

Everything the knife passes is a ravine.

And soon, aftermath of the distant mountains,

Then just listen to the mountains and rocks rolling like ten thousand gully and thunder,

The dust rushed up like a waterfall.

This knife directly caused a mudslide in the distance and brought about a huge change in this landform.

The knife is exhausted.

Everyone was dumb.

On the dry land,

Xia Ji coughed violently.

He wrote about Confucianism and Taoism in the world, and naturally discovered the secret method of "losing lifespan and condensing the soul of soldiers".

Although there is no profound formation, he can also use it forcefully, but although this type of life is lost, it is less than ten years.

But even so, his original gray hair adds a little more, turning into silver like snow.

After Xia Ji slashed the knife, he staggered forward and fell a few steps forward. Before waiting for someone to help him, the long sword in his hand suddenly turned and supported the ground like a crutches, maintaining his balance, and let him Stand up.

He turned his head to look at the two northern generals on the other side.

Both of them are Confucianism and Taoism. One person Xia Ji still knows. It is Ning Xiaoyu. When the emperor was destroyed, she was obviously forced to join Beishang.

The other was Guo Yangdi, who looked gentle, but Beishang was able to send him to fight, he really believed in his abilities, but this man was young, with gray hair and early birth, with a weak face, obviously except for life In addition to the use of soldiers, there are also life problems such as alcoholism.

Xia Ji smiled and said, "How about this knife?"

Guo Yangdi remained silent for a long time and said frankly: "The master transports troops like a **** and a devil, and Yang Di is ashamed of himself, but even if it is not as good, Yang Di still has to fulfill the agreement and finish the knife."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Just give up and you don't have to continue. You can live longer than ten years. Isn't it okay to live? Look at how you look like. Take good care of your body, so that it won't be enough."

He had already studied the performance of the Confucian Eight Qis on the battlefield, and he also knew that the knife he had just cut with the soul of 10,000 soldiers had exceeded their limit and he had won.

Guo Yangdi still has to speak

Xia Ji raised his voice hoarsely: "Xia Yun!!"

Before long, a person floated in the distance.

Xia Ji looked at her and said, "Give up, there is no need to lose your life."

Xia Yun glanced at the weakness of his face at this time and the silver thread that was almost full of his head, and sighed softly, "Perhaps after today, the world owes you ten years of life. Not ten years."

She suddenly realized the preciousness of Shouyuan to the person in front of her.

With ten years missing, the Master has almost no hope of breaking through the Eleventh Realm.

Xia Yun stared deeply at the man in front of him. She had never seen such a person before, which made her unable to help but respect someone from the bottom of her heart.

"Master, are you really a saint?"

Xia Ji said calmly: "No one is a saint."

Naturally, no one would understand his words.

Xia Yun is also a human being, of course she doesn't understand.

She wanted to ask again, "Then what are you doing?" But she quickly remembered the great vision the Master had said, and it became clear immediately. She naturally knew that neither Guo Yangdi nor Ning Xiaoyu could be killed with 10,000 soldiers. The knife that the master cut just now

It is impossible for the two to cooperate.

Xia Yun bowed her head, thinking of many ways in her mind, but none of them could work. She said sadly: "This battle, Beishang surrendered."

Guo Yangdi and Ning Xiaoyu couldn't help but look at the silver-haired man, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Xia Ji suddenly flung his sleeves and threw two bottles far away, but he had gotten many good things from Su Tian.

The two caught it subconsciously.

Xia Ji smiled and said, "The pill that cultivates life's longevity, raise it well, and live for a hundred years."

The two of them pulled the cork off the bottle a little, and sniffed it a little. Naturally, they knew that this was the best pill, and it was exactly what they needed. You must know that in the process of being promoted to the peak of the eleventh level, soldiers like them are completely in harmony with the time. Race, one more minute, one more hope.

"Thank you, Master." Guo Yangdi bowed sincerely.

Ning Xiaoyu also thanked him, tucked the bottle cap back, and took two steps. Suddenly she turned her head to look at the silver-haired man, and her lips moved twice to ask, "Do I know you?"

But when I thought about how it was possible, I didn't say it, but took another look at the back of the saint in the world, turned and left.

The second competition will be held the next day, and it is far from the time.

It's getting late.

Xia Ji was holding the knife, squinting and standing in front of the huge gully, shaking his body, feeling the falling of the sky.

Lu Miaomiao walked to his side, looked at the man with silver hair, stepped forward and pulled his hand, and whispered, "Wind, you are such a fool."

She didn't call Master, or Uncle

This is the first time to call the wind north and south.

Xia Ji said, "Sit with me for a while."

"Yeah." Lu Miaomiao helped him sit down.

The two of them sat together on the dry land where there were thousands of horses and strong men lingering, looking at the peerless sword that could only be cut by the power of heaven.

The knife broke the ground.

Also shortened the lifespan.

Lu Miaomiao leaned her head on Xia Ji's shoulder, pursing her lips.

Xia Ji suddenly asked, "Are you crying?"

"You wouldn't cry without me." Lu Miaomiao smiled, his eyes flushed.

There was a hint of pride in her heart.

Because the man in his name is really setting up his heart for this world, the heart of compassion, the benevolent is invincible,

They are also really making life for the people, doing their best, and telling them what a real person is.

Lu Miaomiao feels that this era is his era, and there will be no dazzling people in this era.

He won the competition.

Therefore, she directly said: "If the war is over, and I will take you back to Lu's family, you must be unable to break through the Eleventh Realm because of the insufficient amount of fire and the poor quality.

Don't worry, I will definitely help you get a lot of good fires.

We will try a few more times, and you will be able to succeed and break through the eleven realms.

I believe you. "

Xia Ji smiled.

Silly girl, you never know, I can never break through. Look, after this war, maybe I will be "soft exile" by the family.

This is their game, my game, their red line, and my freedom.

But he didn't say these words, but gently rubbed Lu Miaomiao's long hair, smiled and responded "OK".鈥斺�

PS: 3 more 12000 words will be restored tomorrow

(End of this chapter)