The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

A farce, it ended like this.

Gu Yongnian and the others left with eyes watching the excitement, and moved into the station Xuanjing dedicated to the envoys to go down the tower.

And Xiao Liu returned to the Royal Academy with a desperate Xiao Qi.

As for Chen Fan, Li Chenfeng, and Tong Yong, they found a tavern and prepared to talk in Bingzhuye.

Too many things have happened today, all three men, except Chen Fan, have uncontrollable sadness on their faces.

They have paid too much for this country, but today, Emperor Xuan's choice completely broke the hearts of the courtiers.

"Have I done something wrong all the time?" Li Chengfeng took a sip of wine. This wine is not a good wine. After drinking it, there is still a pungent lees smell, but it is extremely alcoholic, which just fits Li. Chengfeng mentality.

Chen Fan also drank the drink in his hand, smashed his mouth, feeling the bitterness, and said, "You are right, I am right, and commander Tong is right!"

No one said anything. After a long time, Tong Yong opened his mouth and said to Chen Fan: "I am not doing this today for you, but for the Great Profound Kingdom, for the hundreds of millions of people in the world!"

"My Tong family is full of loyalty, but now I have become the first courtier to betray your majesty. I have done so much, I just want to tell you."

"Chen Fan, we must lead my Xuan Guo Hao Erlang to destroy the slaves in the future, and capture the big single in front of the temple. This will not be in vain of what we have done today!"

When Tong Yong said this, he put down his wine glass and left. His last voice came in a faint voice: "I will resign to your majesty and be alone in the northern wasteland, shed the last drop of blood for the Great Profound Kingdom, and the last drop of sweat. !"

"And Chen Fan, you, wait until the day when the slave is destroyed, don't forget to pour a glass of wine in front of my grave!"

When the voice fell, Tong Yong went away, the wind was bleak and the water was cold, and the strong man went...no more!

At this moment, Chen Fan was moved. He had never thought much about it. Tong Yong, who had been silent for a long time, was such a man of iron and blood in his bones.

For the ideals and obsessions in my heart, I will not hesitate to abandon our ancestors and use my life to fight!

Its purpose is only for hundreds of millions of Li people!

At this moment, Chen Fan and Li Chengfeng stood up together, raised their wine glasses, and bowed to Tong Yong's back from a distance.

"Heroes!"

...

It was night, starry, and everything was silent.

Li Chengfeng was already drunk, lying on the table unconscious.

Chen Fan took out a robe from his storage bag and put it on Li Chengfeng's body, then put a spiritual stone on the table and turned and walked away.

He is going to the palace.

He is going to confront Emperor Xuan face to face, whether he can be this nine-five-year-old!

At this moment, Sima Gate had been closed, but this couldn't stop Chen Fan's determination. As the spirit ape flickered and moved, after a few ups and downs, Chen Fan jumped into the palace.

Then he went straight to Ganquan Palace, avoided several groups of patrolling Yulinwei along the way, and finally came to the residence of Emperor Xuan.

In the Ganquan Palace at this time, the candlelight was still swaying, and the figure of Emperor Neizhong was pulled by the old man.

In this shadow, Chen Fan once again saw Emperor Xuan's oldness and the loneliness that could hardly be concealed.

"Since you are here, come in, I know you will come."

With the sound of Emperor Xuan's voice, Chen Fan directly opened the door and saw Emperor Xuan who was wearing only a flimsy robe.

"Tong Yong has been here, and I agree with his idea of ​​resigning."

Emperor Xuan took a look at Chen Fan. At this moment, he no longer had the domineering exposure during the day, and some were just endless exhaustion.