Today is a good day!

Pang Jun looked up at the sky. The sky was clear and cloudless.

In the bitter cold and severe Liaodong, it is rare.

Usually the cold wind blows like a whip, but if you are a little weak, you can't bear the blow.

This is also the reason why almost everyone practices martial arts in the White Mountains and Black Waters.

It is true that the land where I was born and raised is too harsh.

Severe droughts, floods, and heavy snows have never stopped all year round.

If we want to say that the imperial court provided the most disaster relief, nearly half of the eight prefectures in Liaodong are famous.

It can be said that the ghosts of the household department are worried!

No minister would not feel a headache after seeing the documents presented by Liaodong.

He asks for money every time he opens his mouth, and it's easy to ask for millions of dollars.

No matter how strong your family background is, they cannot afford such squandering!

As a result, local officials in the prosperous prefectures in Jiangnan often joked about this.

He said that he was the royal family member of the imperial court, and all his money was used to subsidize the foreign family in Liaodong.

It became a momentary joke!

"Dong Jingtang wants a certain person to take the lead and help Dingyang Hou Mansion wave the flag and suppress Ji Jiulang who is in the limelight!

This deal is not impossible!"

General Pang, who is in charge of the border town, under the mournful clothes of Azabu, is a second-grade male lion tonic.

A palm-sized iron seal hangs from the waist, and the strong dragon and tiger aura is as dense as a dance.

The color is golden, and the strands are like snakes, densely clinging to the military robe, exuding a terrifying official power that is almost as real.

Even if there are no personal guards around, he is not riding a dragon colt.

The soldiers guarding the city at Tanzhou border were all frightened by it.

It's like a guard dog encountering a roaring tiger in the mountains.

Not to mention blocking the road for questioning, I didn’t even have the courage to come forward.

Under the rule of the Humane Dynasty, every official position and rank will be tainted to a greater or lesser degree in the national destiny.

When gathered together, it becomes the image of a dragon and a tiger.

It has many benefits.

Once upon a time, a great demon took shape and rode the wind to hunt for prey, and met the court officials.

Anecdotes about being frightened away by official authority and not daring to do any harm are widely circulated.

It’s so awesome!

"In recent years, I have been relying on the Duke of Liang's government, and I have been a bit arrogant in doing things.

Now the whereabouts of the adoptive father are unknown, and he has lost this great supporter.

Those domineering Liaodong generals are like a pack of wolves, pounced on someone and bit him apart!"

Pang Jun frowned, brushing off his reckless behavior when facing Dong Jingtang.

The masters of the fourth level are not enough to scare away the fierce border troops who are almost lawless.

Otherwise, why would the East Palace have repeatedly encountered obstacles, with imperial envoys coming and going one after another?

Either they will be disgraced or their bones will be gone!

"In troubled times, don't get on the boat of Dingyanghou Mansion.

With white mountains and black waters, I’m afraid it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the future.”

Pang Jun sighed.

Even though Ji Yuan is coming fiercely, he is like a ferocious dragon crossing the river.

But deep down in their hearts, most people are still not optimistic about Beizhen Fusi.

This is true even if the East Palace supports it.

The reason is simple.

Ding Yanghou has military power!

The important town on the nine sides was established by a saint a mile ago.

With a decree, the prince wants to kill Guo Xuan?

It’s really unrealistic!

If the East Palace is too intimidating, it may even cause turmoil and disrupt the court order.

The consequences are quite serious!

This is also the key to why Jiubian is so difficult.

Decades of self-respect and self-reliance have led to the formation of vassal towns and separatist regimes, which have long been overturned.

If it weren't for the sage sitting in charge and the governing laws of the humane and royal way.

I'm afraid that those Conglong Xungui gang who conquer the world don't even want to do superficial things anymore.

"If Guo Xuan is willing to accept another adopted son, I can't consider it.

Hand over half of the financial rights of the border towns in Liaodong as filial piety in exchange for asylum."

Pang Jun thought, the big tree in Liangguogong's Mansion was about to collapse.

If you don't find a good home in time, you will be implicated too.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but blame the rebel father Yang Hong.

Why should we hand over the power of the military in the first place?

Even the Ying Yang Guard, the Mighty Guard, and the Leopard Tao Guard are still in the hands of a few adopted sons.

But after all, there is a layer between us!

In addition, people in court have been drinking tea since ancient times.

We have just come to this miserable end!

"If someone wants to worship at the top of the new mountain, he must submit a certificate of worship.

Therefore, whether it is to fight for fame and affection with the adopted father's disciples and old officials, or to go to Guo Xuan to start a new business.

There’s no way around Ji Jiulang!

I don’t know what kind of methods this person has.

The Duke of the country and the Marquis of Dingyang both regarded him as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh, and they urgently wanted to remove him."

Pang Jun's eyes narrowed, and he raised his head to look at the majestic mountain in front of him, and the rough and vast aura hit his face.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a large stele about ten feet high, which looks like it is made of pig iron.

"I will attack anyone who is discordant! What a loud tone!"

The Commander-in-Chief looked at him coldly. He already knew that Ji Jiulang was still in seclusion and had not shown up for nearly half a month.

The purpose of coming here today is to take the lives of ten people and create the burial place for the ten evil spirits mentioned by Pei Dongsheng.

Just judging from the true meaning of martial arts exuded by this large monument.

Ji Jiulang, who became famous for stepping on several fourth-level masters in succession.

It doesn’t seem to be as unparalleled as the rumors!

At least, Pang Jun thought that these two divine fists were enough to shake him!

"Kill his trusted generals in Beizhen Fusi, cut off his wings, and fly away.

It can not only destroy the prestige, but also act as a clear signal, allowing the Duke of Liang and the Marquis of Dingyang to see clearly a certain attitude.

It’s a good way.”

In the blink of an eye, Pang Jun had already climbed Mang Mountain.

Before the few Yunying Tiqi guarding the main road could open their mouths to stop them, they were dashed away by the incomparable rich dragon and tiger energy.

The invisible power was like a galloping horse, knocking everyone who tried to intercept them to the ground.

The muscles and bones were broken, and blood was vomited from the mouth!

"Get away! If someone takes your lives, you will only lose your reputation!"

Pang Jun didn't even look at it and said with a sneer.

The number of ten people he wants to kill must be the small flag or the main flag of the bullfighting official uniform.
To be continued...