Martial Arts: Defeat Liu Bai With A Sword At The Beginning And Suppress Snow Moon City

Huang Rong wiped her dusty face and said angrily: "It's none of your business. If you don't have fun with your wife in the room, why are you looking for me?"

There was a strong hint of jealousy in her voice, like a jealous little daughter-in-law.

Lu Zhong looked at her cute look and said with a smile: "What? What should I do and I have to apply to you, the cook?"

"You..." Huang Rong wanted to have a fit, but for some reason, her mood suddenly dropped again.

She lowered her head in despair and said in frustration: "What kind of cook am I? After so many years, I can't even restore a soup..."

Lu Zhong smiled when he heard this and said meaningfully: "Because you are too persistent."

"Don't come here!" Huang Rong sat on the ground and whispered: "You don't understand at all. This is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten. The reason why I learned cooking is to make this soup.

"Oh, forget it, I'm telling you what to do with this, but you don't know how to cook."

Lu Zhong picked up the spoon, took a spoonful of soup, tasted it, and said, "It tastes the same as yesterday."

Huang Rong said with a bitter face: "It seems that I will never be able to do it in my life."

Lu Zhong said: "What if I can do it?"

"You?" Huang Rong raised her gloomy little face and said, "You're so beautiful, you've never cooked before!"

Lu Zhong said: "What if I make it?"

Huang Rong was disdainful and said: "You definitely can't do it.

"Haha..." Lu Zhong chuckled and asked, "If I make it, how about you kiss me?"

When Huang Rong heard this, her face suddenly turned red and her neck was red.

"Lu Zhong, you, you are shameless! Your wife is still sleeping in the room! Just come and tease me!"

Huang Rong scolded in a low voice, her cheeks flushed under the moonlight.

But she didn't know why, her heartbeat was beating very fast.

For a moment, she really hoped that Lu Zhong could make this soup.

“I just want to recreate this soup so much.”

Huang Rong comforted herself in her heart.

Seeing the little girl's red face, Lu Zhong became interested and said with a smile: "Why, don't you dare?"

"Who says I don't dare anymore!" Huang Rong said: "These materials are here. If you want to do it, just try it!"

Lu Zhong looked at the stove and saw that they were all ordinary materials that were worthless.

Cabbage, chicken bones, salt, pork, wild vegetables

I heard Huang Rong explain from the side: "This soup requires twelve chicken bones, three slices of pork, two cabbage leaves..."

Over the years, Huang Rong has already remembered these things clearly.

However, Lu Zhong didn't bother to listen at all. Instead, he waved his hand and threw these things into the pot casually.

"Lu Zhong! What are you doing!" Huang Rong was furious.

Although these things are not good things, they are very precious memories for her.

Lu Zhong's careless attitude made her involuntarily angry.

Lu Zhong looked at Huang Rong, his face darkened slightly, and said: "It seems that you are stupider than I thought,"

"Repeat all the ingredients exactly. Do you think the soup you made still has soul?"

"If you keep repeating the same thing, you will only go further and further away."

"I don't want to listen to your sophistry!" There were faint tears in Huang Rong's eyes.

Originally, she couldn't make this soup no matter how hard she tried, which made her feel very depressed.

Now seeing Lu Zhong's attitude, I feel even more aggrieved.

"Lu Zhong, you are a nuisance! Arrogant! I hate you!"

Huang Rong shouted aggrievedly to Lu Zhong, her long eyelashes fluttering, and tears in her eyes kept rolling.

She stared at Lu Zhong and said with a tearful voice:

"You always look like you don't care about anything. Even if it's other people's most precious memories, you don't care at all!"

"I hate you! I hate you!"

Lu Zhong was naturally too lazy to argue with her, so he shook his head coldly and said, "I don't have time to listen to children losing their temper. If you like to scream, just keep shouting.

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Huang Rong stared blankly at Lu Zhong's back, her heart filled with grievances.

Until Lu Zhong disappeared, she sat on the ground as if her strength had been drained.

The autumn wind at night was a bit cold. Huang Rong hugged her legs and felt a hint of chill.

"Die Lu Zhong! Stink Lu Zhong! I will never pay attention to you again!"

She just sat there in the cold wind, cursing in a low voice.

At this moment, a scent suddenly drifted into Huang Rong's nose.

"This smell..."

Huang Rong stood up suddenly and looked at the boiling soup in the pot in shock.

The taste was exactly the same as what she remembered.

She was so excited that she couldn't care less. She picked up the spoon Lu Zhong had just used, scooped out a little bit, and put it into her mouth.

Dang clang——

The spoon suddenly fell to the ground, and Huang Rong's expression froze on her face.

This taste is exactly the same as Huang Rong remembered.

At this time, she once again recalled what Lu Zhong had just said.

"Repeat all the ingredients exactly. Do you think the soup you made still has soul?"

"If you keep repeating the same thing, you will only go further and further away."

Over the years, Huang Rong has kept the proportions of these materials firmly in mind.

He even counted the exact number of spices.

But only then did she realize that her path had been wrong from the beginning.

The soup made in this way will never taste the same as in the memory.

The reason why the soup was so difficult to restore was that the old beggar put whatever he had into it, as he pleased, instead of calculating it like she did.

"So, is that so?"

Huang Rong raised her head, although her face was full of tears, she was smiling happily.

I saw two tears hanging down on her cheeks, washing away the dust, revealing two lines of white jade-like skin.

The next day.

In front of Tianqi City.

In the strong wind, the flags are flying.

Two hundred thousand troops lined up and surrounded the entire Apocalypse City.

The bright armor reflected the cold light, and bursts of murderous aura filled the space between heaven and earth, pressing flowers, plants and trees all tightly to the ground.

They all held their weapons tightly in their hands, looking at the towering city wall like knives.

Ye Xiaoying's 200,000 troops have already arrived at the city.

At this moment, he was standing at the forefront of the army, riding a tall war horse, with a long sword across his waist, and a long gun in his hand.

Behind him are various siege equipment.

On the wall of Apocalypse, countless archers with bows and arrows are also ready to attack.

However, the defenders of these templeless cities already had trembling legs.

Ye Xiaoying's 200,000 soldiers and horses are all elites who have experienced hundreds of battles. How can Apocalypse City stop them?

Ye Xiaoying looked deeply at Tianqi City, the prison that had trapped him for many years.

Today, he will personally break this cage.

Whoosh!

Ye Xiaoying raised the long sword in his hand high, the sharp edge cutting into the strong wind.

"Woo-ho!"

"Woo-ho!"

Behind them, two hundred thousand troops simultaneously let out a thrilling war cry.

The whole earth seemed to be shaking.

A big war is imminent.

Above the court hall, there was deathly silence.

All the civil and military officials stood silently, their expressions either solemn or flustered.

Just yesterday, they all knew that General Ye Xiaoying had led 200,000 troops and planned to attack Tianqi City.

At this moment, Ye Xiaoying's two hundred thousand soldiers and horses were outside the city.

As long as he gives the order, these 200,000 troops will attack Tianqi.

Apocalypse City is already in danger, and the building will collapse.

Emperor Mingde is sitting on the top of the stairs, wearing a dragon robe.

It's just that his face is full of gloom.

Although there were many ministers in the court, no one stood up at this moment.

Do we really have to go to that point?

Thinking about it, Emperor Mingde sighed silently in his heart, and at the same time winked at the eunuch beside him.

The eunuch cleared his throat and said: "Xuan——Sixth Prince Xiao Chuhe has an audience!"

The voice echoed, and all the civil and military officials who came forward had different expressions.

Everyone knows that Xiao Chuhe is in Snow Moon City, so what is his purpose of traveling thousands of miles to Tianqi City?

No one can tell clearly.

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The crisp sound of footsteps echoed in the silent hall.

The civil and military officials below made way for them.

Xiao Se, Ye Anshi, Lei Wujie and others stepped onto the main hall.

"I have met my father." Xiao Se said in a deep voice with complicated eyes.

This man is his father and a high-ranking emperor.

Back then, because of the incident involving King Langya, Xiao Se openly contradicted Emperor Mingde and was demoted to a commoner.

Now that I have returned to this court hall again, I feel filled with emotion.

Emperor Mingde took a deep look at Xiao Se, and his Adam's apple moved, as if he had something to say.

But when the words came to his lips, they eventually turned into one sentence: "Pingshen."

It was the first time for Sikong Qianluo, Lei Wujie and others to come to the court. Although they were prepared, they were still a little cautious.

But Baili Dongjun, Luo Qingyang, and Ye Anshi were always paying attention to the movements in the court.

Later, Xiao Se will come up with Lu Zhong's will, and Emperor Mingde will definitely not be able to bear it.

Next, there might be a big war.

The atmosphere in the court hall was a bit strange, and it was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

Xiao Se and Emperor Ming De's father and son looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

There was no emotion in either of their eyes.

But the oppressive atmosphere makes people breathless.

After a while, Emperor Mingde was the first to lose his composure. He cleared his throat and asked:

"This time, you came back from Snow Moon City all the way, why?"

.........Please give me flowers 0

After the words fell, all eyes were focused on Xiao Se.

Xiao Se looked at Emperor Mingde and said, "I am here this time to convey the order from Mr. Dong.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the court.

deliver an imperial order!

This is something only the emperor can do!

Lu Zhong’s move was a treacherous act!

"Did I hear that correctly?" Emperor Mingde's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he stared at Xiao Se coldly.

"No." Xiao Se raised his head, looked directly at Emperor Mingde, and repeated again: "I am here this time to help Mr. Lu Zhong deliver the order."

"Be bold!"

Emperor Mingde slammed the table and stood up suddenly: "Xiao Chuhe, do you know what you are doing?"

Outside the door, dozens of guards immediately blocked the door after hearing this, holding swords tightly in their hands.

As long as Emperor Mingde gives the order, they will rush in immediately and capture everyone.

Baili Dongjun, Luo Qingyang and others stepped forward slightly and looked around vigilantly.

This is a royal palace after all, with many masters and tens of thousands of imperial troops.

Even if they are already masters of the Mysterious Immortal Realm, they still have to be careful.

"I know what I will do again." Xiao Se said, "I have always known it."

father and son two

People's eyes met in the void again, and a series of invisible sparks collided in the air.

The corners of Emperor Mingde's mouth twitched slightly and he stared at Xiao Se.

"Okay, please tell me, what does this Lu Zhong mean?"

Emperor Mingde almost said these words from between his teeth.

If it had been his normal temper, he would have been furious at this moment and ordered the imperial army to capture Xiao Se.

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But now, with two hundred thousand troops approaching the city, he had no choice.

Xiao Se paused for a moment and slowly took out Lu Zhong's "Imperial Edict" from his arms.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, and everyone pricked up their ears, wanting to hear Lu Zhong's thoughts.

At this moment, Baili Dongjun and others have begun to use their internal energy, ready to give it a try at any time.

The air is as tense as a tightly stretched string. As long as the tip of the knife is pointed, it will break immediately.

Obviously, the "imperial edict" of Lu Zhong in Xiao Se's hand is the tip of the knife.

Xiao Se slowly opened the "Imperial Edict" and read word for word:

"The Snow Moon City decree ordered Beili Mingde Emperor Xiao Ruojin to abdicate immediately after seeing the decree, come to Snow Moon City to plead guilty, and pass it on to the Sixth Prince Xiao Chuhe——Lu Zhong."

The bleak voice was like a hammer, hitting everyone's hearts hard.

Emperor Mingde was furious. He kicked over the dragon case in front of him and shouted angrily: "Xiao Chuhe, do you want to rebel?!"

His blood was rising, his face was red with anger, his chest was rising and falling violently, and his heart was pounding and about to jump out of his chest.

Emperor Mingde never expected that Lu Zhong would be so domineering.

Originally, he wanted to talk to Snow Moon City.

But who knew that Lu Zhong would directly issue an "imperial edict" asking the emperor to abdicate.

This is too arrogant!

What Emperor Mingde didn't expect was that Xiao Se, the prince, was so rebellious and actually brought the "imperial edict" to Tianqi City.

"Rebel! Everything is rebelled! Xiao Chuhe, as my son, do you also want to rebel against me?"

Emperor Mingde stared at Xiao Se, and the corners of his mouth were twitching in anger.

At this moment, a burst of neat and hollow footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.

Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers, armed with weapons, approached the hall step by step.

"Who is it? Get back!" A palace guard pulled out his sword and struck a soldier hard.

A scraping sound.

The soldiers' arms were cut off in a row, and they were bleeding.

However, the soldier seemed to feel no pain and walked straight towards the leader of the forbidden army without even a glance.

They are like the walking zombies who have been resurrected from the dead and have no feeling at all.

The leader of the Forbidden Army had never seen such a formation before. He was so frightened that his face turned pale. Before he could recover, he was beheaded with a single blow.

ah?

Everyone in the main hall was suddenly shocked.

What's happening here?

Why are these soldiers not afraid of pain? What kind of magic has been cast on them?

Emperor Mingde's eyes were burning with anger. Looking at Xiao Se, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you going to kill me and seize the throne?"

"Father, it seems that Sixth Brother is right. You are so confused that it is time to abdicate."

A cold voice came from behind the crowd, and hundreds of walking corpses separated like waves.

Xiao Yu, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked into the hall step by step.

"Ah? It's His Royal Highness the Red King!"

"How could it be him?"

"Could it be that these walking corpses are his soldiers..."

Among the crowd, Xiao Yu, dressed in fine clothes, walked over with a sneer.

"Yes, you guessed it right, these are my troops!".