The First Cause of All Realms

Click!

A little bit of light fell to the ground.

In the quaint room, Xue Dilong walked slowly with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows pondering.

"My lord, is it the old demon of Montenegro, Ma Longtu, or Yang Prison?"

Mo Xingkong, who was waiting on the side, bowed slightly and asked.

"What do you think?"

Xue Dilong stopped and looked at his right-hand man, the next supervisor of Qin Tian he appointed.

"Become an old demon from Montenegro.

Mo Xingkong thought about it for a while, and then answered:

"The Seven Killing Shrine has been hidden as the Heavenly Wolf Totem Land. For four hundred years, it has always been a serious concern for the court's henchmen. That old demon abandoned the fruit of the Tao, I am afraid that the plot is very deep."

"Yes and no."

Xue Dilong nodded, then shook his head:

"The old demon is cruel and sinister, but he has been fighting Henry Zhang for less than eight years, and no matter how arrogant he is, what he plots is only the entry of his martial arts and supernatural powers.

Before the battle, there is no threat to the court...

Mo Xingkong nodded in agreement.

King Zhao of the West Palace and the old demon of Montenegro were ranked No. 1 and No. 2 on the splendid list, but they were not only ranked by the stele of God. In fact, the two had a fight against each other many years ago.

"It's that Yang Prison..."

A faint light flashed in Xue Dilong's eyes, recalling what he saw when he was looking into the sky and the earth on the top of the mountains that day:

"I'm afraid this scorpion has turned against it.

"He's going to rebel?"

Mo Xingkong was shocked: "He has no background, no background, no army or territory, and he is wanted by the court, how could he rebel?"

He was hidden as the supervisor of Qin Tian, ​​and naturally knew all kinds of information.

Regardless of the court, just in the martial arts, as far as he knows, there are already several masters who have gone to the Northwest Road.

"This son is not something in the pool."

Xue Dilong pulled a chair to sit down, tapped on the table, and recounted what Yang Prison had done over the years since his debut:

"Killing the county magistrate, the palace lord Tina, Fu Sha Shangguan, and the state lord Lingchi... This person is not very old, but he is born with a back bone and lacks the reverence for the imperial court.

Under the wanted order, some people will flee, some people will hide, and some people will panic, but this person will definitely rebel. "

Mo Xingkong pondered for a long time before he said the name of one person: "Wang Muzhi?"

"Of course it's him!"

Xue Dilong smiled coldly:

"The imperial court issued an order to return to the capital, but he disappeared. What he wants to do is self-evident! Yang prison has no manpower and power, but he does!

Xu Wenji's six, no, seven disciples now, but none of them are fuel-efficient lamps! "

Xu Wenji's reputation today is not only because of a memorial to govern the country and ten directions, but also because of his disciples.

Unlike most Confucian scholars in this world.

Every time Xu Wenji went to a place, he would create a public school, teach scriptures in person, and enlighten local school-age boys, every day, every year, and everywhere.

These disciples may not all be able to become talents, most of them are still mediocre, but there are many outstanding ones.

Wang Muzhi, Feng Junzi, Lian Ruoxu...

The six gentlemen of the Xu clan, whether in the arena or in the temple, are all famous figures, and now, there is another one who ranks at the top of the mountain and river list, the beheading knife, Yang Prison!

"Ke Xu Wenji"

Mo Xingkong heard the meaning of his words, but he was a little surprised: "He is an honest person, and he is dedicated to the public, so how can he have a negative heart?"

"Xu Wenji is honest, public, and true."

Xue Dilong nodded, no matter how much the two of them didn't deal with each other, he couldn't slander this, but...

"But he is still very suspicious because he believes in 'Meng Xue' and has always pursued the principle of "people esteem the king over the ruler" for many years."

In the second half of the sentence, Xue Dilong didn't say anything.

But he knew that if it weren't for this, Xu Wenji would not have lost his holy family...

"No wonder the lord wants me to keep an eye on Xu Wenji. Are you worried that Wang Muzhi and the others will come to the capital of God to rob prison?"

Mo Xingkong was a little clear, but he couldn't help shaking his head:

"The land of the Gods, let alone the six of them, even if the Martial Saint is close, they have to break the halberd, and want to rob the sky, how is it possible?"

"Be prepared."

Xue Dilong didn't say anything else, and returned to the original topic:

"Xu's disciples have been cultivating Longyuan for many years, and some people raised their arms, not to mention three states, one or two states, they may not be able to win.

Yang Prison is advancing in Yanzhou, if he tries again, he will leave the two prefectures..."

"Then he has two places in his hands, full of mines and horse farms, and he can link up with Da Li and Sirius outside the border..."

Mo Xingkong felt a chill in his heart.

"It is imperative to kill this scorpion, but unfortunately His Majesty's expedition is imminent, the old man can't go in person, he can only give instructions to Fang Zhenghao...

Xue Dilong's eyes were deep:

"If Fang Zhenghao acts according to the order, and uses the means left by the old man, to take him down, it is probably enough...

"Fang Zhenghao, you're out."

Even if there were no soldiers who hurriedly came from outside the hospital, Yang Yu had already sensed the aura that was much stronger than before.

He became stronger.

Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly, is it the fruit of the greedy wolf?

"Commander Fang, the general wants to see you!"

Not long after, several soldiers came in a hurry.

Yang Prison tidy up at random, and then went out. After sending Li Eryi away, he no longer had any worries or fears.

Whoosh!

In front of the stone room, his majestic body turned his hands behind his back, looking beyond the towering pass. At a certain moment, he slowly stretched out his hand, and his broad palm caught the falling snow:

"With such heavy snow, the days outside the customs are very sad. Those wolf cubs and elephant trunks are just about to move again."

Yang Yu stood not far away, looking at Fang Zhenghao after he left the customs.

Before the retreat, Fang Zhenghao was seriously injured and dying. He wanted to take a risk and refine the fruit of the Tao. Now it seems that he succeeded.

Regardless of his magical powers, this momentum alone is a bit stronger than before.

Even if there is no gun in the palm, the edge is a bit better.

"When I was young, my Fang family was the big Baizhou clan. Although it wasn't top-notch, it was still top-notch. At that time, my nine brothers and I, the brothers in the clan liked the most, every year after autumn, the cubs from outside the gates came to fight the grass valley. …”

Fang Zhenghao said lightly, very calmly:

"Unfortunately, I am in charge of blocking the mountain pass. Such a scene has disappeared for nearly 30 years."

"The merit lies in the community."

Yang prison nodded.

From a certain point of view, the three heroes of Long Yuan are worthy of the name of the three heroes, whether it is Wei Zhengxian, Lin Qitian, or Fang Zhenghao in front of him.

The three of them lived up to their promises back then, fought fiercely against aliens for 30 years, and fulfilled their responsibilities.

"Thirty years, large and small battles, more than a hundred battles, not to mention my brother Baizhou, even this general, has also nearly died several times.

But what awaits is not reward and promotion, but suspicion, but the teasing and ridicule of the big men in the capital..."

The residual warmth in the palm melted the snowflakes, Fang Zhenghao slowly turned around:

"Lin Qitian once asked me why I would go against it. In fact, it's very simple. This general feels that my brothers are more worthy of sleeping in the imperial mausoleum than the trash on the dragon chair!"

At this point, there seems to be a sudden cold wave, and Fang Zhenghao's eyes become extremely sharp:

"What do you think? Yang, prison!"

"Yes, in comparison, it is indeed more suitable."

Yang prison nodded.

He didn't ask Fang Zhenghao where he saw the flaw and recognized himself, because it didn't matter.

on the contrary….

"Since you recognize me, why don't you do it?"

"Do it, anytime."

Fang Zhenghao didn't hide it. He was in the military camp, and his momentum was much stronger than that of the year:

"Xue Dilong, the news came, told me your information, and also pointed me how to deal with you.

"Xue Dilong?"

Yang Yu was a little surprised, but not surprised.

"In just over a year, you were able to climb the Mountains and Rivers Ranking, defeat Duan Qilong and Meng Hanguang, and entering the country like this really moved this general...

Fang Zhenghao's expression changed, he was surprised, but also seemed to have a hint of admiration:

"Although I don't want to admit it, the old man has to admit that even if he refines the 'greedy wolf', the old man will only have a 30% chance of winning against you."

Listening to Yang Yu, he couldn't help shaking his head: "Not necessarily 30%."

Today's Fang Zhenghao is not the same as before, but he also needs Lin Qitian's help when he is fighting for his life that day, so that he is worthy of Yang Prison, who has retreated from the enemy.

"You're confident."

Fang Zhenghao was silent for a moment before saying:

"Unfortunately, you underestimated the court, and you underestimated me. Martial arts, I may be better than you at this time, but this old man is not a martial artist.

Instead, the general in the army! "

call!

As the words reverberated, Fang Zhenghao's large sleeves fluttered, and a strong iron-blooded aura rushed toward his face, domineering and ferocious.

Yang Yu stood in the wind and snow, his expression remained the same, he did not avoid or give in, and confronted him **** for tat: "There will be no difference."

"Huh~"

Fang Zhenghao twitched the corners of his mouth, surprisingly not angry, and instead revealed the secret of 'killing the wolf':

"The greedy wolf that the old man got came from the old demon of Montenegro. Yan Dongjun, or in other words, the broken army you got, also came from that old demon.

The same is true of Ma Longtu's Seven Kills. "

"Kill the wolf..."

Yang Yu squinted his eyes slightly. He also had guesses about this information, but Fang Zhenghao would say so, which surprised him a little.

"That old demon made an appointment to fight the prince to break through the cage, and it split and killed the wolf, so naturally...

"so?"

"So, Xue Dilong wants the old man to join forces with Ma Longtu to go to Yanzhou to kill you!"

Fang Zhenghao said coldly.

"Why not?"

Yang prison raised his eyebrows.

"Xue Dilong, a traitor!"

Fang Zhenghao's big sleeves were filled with airflow, and a flash of madness flashed between his eyebrows:

"He doesn't understand Bian Jun, and even underestimates our Fang Zhenghao!"

The wind was blowing, and the snow drifted.

"This old man is eighty years old this year, and he has been fighting with the offal outside the customs for more than seventy years! The nine elder brothers of this old man all died outside the customs.

Still want the old man to join forces with them? "

Fang Zhenghao's face flashed cold and mockery:

"You should kill~www.readwn.com~ But those wolf cubs deserve a thousand cuts!"

The voice echoed, and there was a sound on the ground. The expressions of many generals who inquired from a distance changed, and Yang Yu's eyes also changed.

"I also underestimated you."

"To kill the wolf, a certain family is determined to win."

The air flow disappeared, the sleeve robes calmed down, and Fang Zhenghao's eyes were indifferent:

"If you beat him, I'll kill you again! If you lose, you don't have to thank me to avenge you!"

call!

The cold wind blew, Yang prison nodded, leaving the body of the living dead, only the voice echoed:

\"I'll wait for you to kill!"

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