The First Cause of All Realms

How can it be? !

The old lady froze in place, until Yu Fengxian, who couldn't bear her temper, grabbed the information, and then she recovered, but her heart was still filled with huge shock.

One person siege is enough to move people, but sometimes the manpower is poor, even if the magic is unparalleled, what if one person can suppress a city?

There are dozens of cities in the nine palaces of Yanzhou, near or far, even if they are running around without rest, how many cities can one person defend?

Therefore, whether she or others, although she was shocked by the siege of the city by one person, she did not take Yang Prison's so-called "rebellion" to heart.

Only when he is wanted by the court to vent.

But now it seems that he has come for real, and has already suppressed the Northwest King...

"He occupied the Northwest Road City?! What does he want to do, does he really want to rebel?"

Zhang Wen'an's old eyes are poisonous. He glanced at the content of the intelligence and couldn't help but be surprised. His beard was shaking, and he was very moved.

He has a very deep memory of that imposing boy.

I still remember that when I knew about him, it was still the turmoil in Montenegro. At that time, it was just a glimpse, and I didn't care much.

But just a few short years later, Xu Wenji had already proposed a marriage on his behalf. At that time, he had also moved his mind to admit this person into the palace.

However, his progress was too fast and too unbelievable, until after the rebellion of the palace, he was left with nothing but fear.

In fact, he persuaded his sister-in-law with only one sentence.

Such a person is really recruited as a son-in-law, so in the near future, can Long Yuandao still be surnamed Zhang?

"So many masters!"

Yu Fengxian was amazed.

These days, the Jinxiu Mountains and Rivers Ranking has almost been smashed by her, and she is very familiar with the many masters on it.

That's all for Henry Zhang, she has no interest in that Zhang's stallion, but Ma Longtu and Master Xu Jing are all well-known masters in the world.

Being able to play against them made her a little envious.

"Wang Muzhi, or Xu Wenji?"

The old lady turned around and thought of this possibility, and immediately felt a huge threat.

The great people in the gods who are thousands of miles away do not know, how can she not know Xu Wenji's great prestige in Longyuan, Northwest and other places.

That old Confucian scholar with two clear sleeves, who has been an official for decades without taking a single penny, has left behind a huge reputation that ordinary people cannot match.

If he really is behind, I'm afraid Long Yuandao...

"sister in law……"

Zhang Wenan also thought of this possibility, his heart couldn't help but his expression was solemn.

"Rong Lao Shen think about it..."

The old lady paced back and forth, her brows were deeply wrinkled, and she felt a little dazed in her heart.

Once, when Yang Prison took action to pacify the chaos, she was worried about the safety of the palace and was in a low mood, and her feelings were not very deep.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt that she might have to stand on the opposite side, she just felt a huge,

fear!

threaten!

A gifted and savvy figure with supernatural powers, standing before his age, he has already reached the top of the world's top juvenile arrogance.

If you decide to make trouble with others, how many people in the world can sleep comfortably?

"My lord!"

When the room fell into silence, there was a sudden exclamation and the sound of kneeling outside the door.

All of them were startled, and they saw the sloppy Qi Changfa, who was slowly pacing, with one hand supporting the thin and almost out of shape Old King Long Yuan.

"Grandpa! (Old man)!"

"Brother!"

The three people in the room were all surprised and inexplicable, hurried forward, laughing or crying.

Unlike the previous half-sleep, Pharaoh Long Yuan has hardly opened his eyes since Long Yuan took the throne. At this moment, seeing him wake up, the eyes of the three of them were all red.

"Master Qi, I don't know my eldest brother..."

"Shen's chronic illness is difficult to heal. King Longyuan's injury has long been beyond the supernatural power of 'fingering the ground into steel'. Years of deficit have damaged the fundamentals..."

Qi Changfa shook his head slightly, and did not understand comfort, and said bluntly:

"Even if the legendary 'Tianyuan Great Pill' is refined, there will only be one-third of the chance to survive, and ninety-seven percent will die..."

In a word, the joy that had just risen in the house was completely extinguished. Several people only felt cold all over, and the old lady only felt dark in front of her eyes and almost fainted.

"how come?!"

Yu Fengxian grabbed Qi Changfa with tears in her eyes and wanted to understand, but was stopped by that skinny palm.

"Little Fengxian, you must know the etiquette."

The old man's words were weak, but Yu Fengxian couldn't hold back the tears: "Grandpa..."

"Don't cry, don't cry."

The old man smiled and wiped away tears for his granddaughter and comforted softly:

"Man's life is destined by God. To live these years, watching you grow up, Grandpa is already satisfied."

His breath was weak, like a candle in the wind. Holding his wife's hand, he slowly walked into the house and instructed Zhang Wenan to fetch the 'file overview'.

"Brother, your body..."

Zhang Wenan was in tears, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to leave quickly to get it.

"Scarlet-blooded Daoist's fingers turn into steel, which is really no trivial matter. The old prince's body has almost no flesh and blood, and its origin is exhausted."

Qi Changfa sighed and felt a little reluctant, but he still put 'Liansheng's mother in a hurry like a law' on the table:

"No merit and no reward."

"The master of the hospital has come from a long way, and he has such a heavy heart. What is such a brand?"

The old lady's tears were not dry, but she also answered, not wanting to make Old Wang Long Yuan waste more energy.

Second, it is also because it is not easy to come by.

From the capital of the gods to Longyuan, the distance is so long, and Qi Changfa came so quickly, it must be a journey of day and night...

Qi Changfa was a little moved, but still shook his head.

"Brother Qi, just accept it."

The old man also advised:

"This thing may be precious, but the old man is about to die, but he can't use it."

"in this way……"

Qi Changfa thought about it and accepted the token, but he didn't want to receive favors in vain, so he said:

"Qi has not been out of the house for many years, and when he comes out this time, he knows that the road is difficult. In this way, Qi will give you a 'A chariot'..."

While speaking, without waiting for a few people to answer, he turned and left.

"Fengxian, go and send the hospital master."

The old man gave an order and sent his granddaughter out. Zhang Wen'an, who was holding a document, also hurried over.

As the chief steward of the palace, even before the old prince was not seriously injured, he would do all the big and small things, and would only summarize and hand over the most important things.

At this moment, as in the past, the two brothers felt a little sour in their hearts.

The old lady waited on the side with tears in her eyes, watching the old man flip through the documents, Zhang Wenan spoke from time to time to explain to him.

After a long time, the old man seemed sleepy, put down the file, and closed his eyes:

"Deyang drought, how many people died?"

"The record is 48,672 people..."

Zhang Wenan lowered his head.

"Not in the book?"

The old man's palm trembled slightly.

"No less, a million people..."

Swish!

Blazing eyes shot in and out of the old man's turbid eyes, he grabbed the chair heavily and put his hands behind his hands, with a hideous look on his shriveled face:

"One million people?!"

Pfft!

Zhang Wen'an knelt on the ground, tearing up and down, "I'm incompetent for my brother, I'm incompetent for my brother..."

"Old man..."

The old lady's face was full of worry, and she couldn't help but let out a burst of indignation to calm her down.

"Damn, **** it!"

The old man kept coughing, but his fingers felt cold:

"Where is the Deyang Palace Master?"

"Beheaded by Xu Wenji..."

"Where is the Qingzhou state master?!"

"By Yang Prison, Ling Chi Yu in Qingzhou City..."

"Good! Good! Good!"

The old man stood up abruptly, with a flushed color on his face:

"Where is Yang Prison?!"

"he……"

Zhang Wenan smiled bitterly: "I was wanted by the court and fled to the northwest, and rebelled..."

quiet!

The hall became audible for a while, and the old man's breathing became heavier and heavier. After a while, he slumped on the chair, sweating profusely:

"It should be reversed, it should be reversed!"

Seeing him like this, the old lady was saddened and shed tears:

"Don't worry about it..."

Zhang Wenxin panicked and hurriedly explained the cause and effect without reservation, including how he suggested and how to send Yang prison away.

"The world is in chaos, the world is in chaos..."

The old man's chest heaved up and down, and he could feel the flames in his heart, but he couldn't spit it out.

After a long while, I looked at the old lady:

"You are wrong, you are all wrong..."

"What, what?"

The old lady hurriedly wiped away her tears.

"Long Yuandao, you guys, can't keep it..."

The old man said blankly.

"Keep it up!"

Zhang Wenan suddenly raised his head:

"Brother swears here that even if you die, you will protect our ancestors! If Yang Yu wants to offend my Longyuan, he must..."

"wrong."

The old man opened his mouth and looked at his ineffective younger brother. For a time, his emotions were surging, and he almost wanted to slap him:

"My Longyuan Zhang clan~www.readwn.com~ is the frontier for the country, you think that the enemy is Yang Prison? The troubled times are coming, the buildings are going to collapse, and the alien races will invade the frontier...

What 'ancestry' are you still thinking about? ! "

"Brother..."

Zhang Wen'an didn't dare to retort, only worried that he would get angry:

"In your opinion, how should..."

"Here, come with pen and ink."

The old man regained his breath with difficulty, and picked up the pen tremblingly.

Zhang Wenan slowly grinded it, swept away from the corner of the eye, and couldn't help but suddenly change color.

I saw the old man stroke his strokes:

"...If the world is in chaos, foreign races will surely invade. At that time, if my Zhang clan is not good at defending the land, then Longyuan, the world's heroes, can all take it!"

...

The spring breeze came overnight, and the long winter, which was much longer than in previous years, finally passed.

Inside and outside the city of Heishan, many pear blossoms have been blooming silently, and the green color is smudged on the ground, spreading towards the end of the sky.

At this moment, the weather is still a bit chilly, but the people who have almost missed the farming season have completely ignored it and planted around the clock.

Thanks to the special nature of Heishan City, it snowed continuously for a month, and the nearby farmland was not frostbitten.

"Old lady, slow down, slow down..."

After the land temple, the old man hurriedly stepped forward and took over the work from his mother-in-law.

"This little guy can't rely on it."

Grandma Yang caressed her lower abdomen, very helpless.

"This can't be rushed..."

The old man helped his mother-in-law back to the temple, and inadvertently swept to the corner, a little surprised:

"When did a tree grow?"

"Is there really a small sapling?"

Grandma Yang was also a little curious, so she leaned over to take a look, a little surprised:

"It seems to be a peach tree?"

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