Holy City.

On the top of the nine -fledgling palace, the heavy clouds are covered, and the sky is gloomy like a bottle of ink splashed with the gods.

Bronze Temple, the bright round table reflects the twelve exhausted faces.

"Under the Crown of God, the Crusades shouted to overthrow the rule of the empire, and the glory of the ancient Rome."

"The East Turkic Tribe burned and looted in the Holy City, secretly planned to accumulate money to return to Mobei, revive the Xiongnu dynasty."

"Even a group of black slaves dare to move, saying that they want to split a Imperial Aegean Island, turn over as farmers ..."

Bess, who was in charge of intelligence, was angry, and when he said that he finally hated.

Mountain rain wants to come to the wind!

The ambitious man fanned the ghost fire, and the fools followed the ghost crying, do you think the imperial sword is not sharp?

Everyone heard the words silent.

It turns out that the city of the noble gentleman in the past is a false image. As soon as the setback is encountered, the brutal nature is exposed.

This is why the central day and night processing order.

In the east to the Korean Peninsula and the garrison of the country, the military strength of the Frank dynasty in the west must rush back to the Holy City at the fastest march.

Stability!

The national shame was like a shocking god of thunder, and it exploded the quiet surface of the empire. Various contradictions broke out one after another.

It can be said that the lonely wild ghost relies on its own power to make the national movement in the rising period stagnant, and then the thriller slipped.

"Duke of Xuanmei."

Purple throne comes with hoarse sounds.

Tuoba's face looks like a rusty ironware. Now the responsibility of fulfilling the king is torture.

Her future is dark, her reputation has never been smelly, her ability is outstanding, but she is ridiculous to become the worst king in history.

"Crown, is it Mei Shou Geng?" The judge of Biyan Ziru confirmed it.

Tuoba stared at him coldly.

The latter will like to walk out of the depressed temple.

The remaining judges looked at each other and felt like a shame.

The empire is going to be consed!

Just trade with devil.

The empire withdrew the troops and returned to the Holy City, and they would not hunt, otherwise they would simply swallow the land.

Sitting with the supreme god kingdom of Tiandao resources, one day will be humbled ...

As soon as you think of it, you suffocate!

The lengthy dead silence lasted for a few minutes, and an elegant scribe wearing the Duke's medal came in. About fifty, bamboo crowns were lofty, long sleeves fluttering.

"See you under the crown of heaven."

Mei Shougeng paid respectfully.

Tuoba's expression is cold, and the betrayal of Jiangnan is like a dagger inserted into the heart of the empire. She now does not believe in any Central Plains Hannu, including the first -level duke in front of her.

In the palace of Mei Shougeng's stiffness, he shook his head to cover up the embarrassment.

The two most famous people in the Central Plains, one is him, and the other is to remember Jiangnan.

After this country's shame, his status will be dangerous in the future.

"The lonely ghosts have always stayed in the valley of three hundred miles away from the holy city. You tell him that if you don't want to see Shu Zhao become hell on earth, the empire withdrawing troops, he must not kill one person."

Tuojie the world's bone cone heart, the word is sharp.

Twelve trials bowed their heads to the table with their eucalyptus, so as to atone for God.

This move is embarrassing, and it cannot even guarantee that the lonely soul will keep a contract, but the most important thing is to delay time.

wait.

When the abyss casts a means of sanctioning ghosts, as long as it is eliminated as a sin, it can be shameful. Over time, the people of the empire will naturally slowly forget that day.

There is a lot of ways to have a lot of ways. Now all the old monsters that have been repaired are working together, and it will come soon! Jiebao.

"I ... am I going?" Mei Shougeng shuddered, her lips trembled pale and slightly.

"Otherwise, go?" Tuoba asked the world, and Tong Kong emerged strongly.

Mei Shougeng lowered his head and said, "It's all Huaxia blood, I can appeal to him."

"Go now!" Tuoba's tone is fierce and urgent.

The old Confucianism retreated, leaving the palace with fear, and looked up to see the cross -seeing figure.

The atmosphere is heavy and quiet.

The puzzles that are troubled in the minds of everyone will not wave.

Does it confirm the outbreak of the seven times of spiritual forces in Hrades' prediction?

The most glorious holy city in the world has encountered the spirit of the East Tu Hannu's unsatisfactory spirit?

If it is not ...

Creepy!

Nympho

In the evening, a rare holy city, a glazed lamp in the church extinguished, a car crossed the desolate street.

"Duke, will we die?" The middle -aged face of the humpback was pale.

Mei Shougeng was confused and sighed gently, "God knows?"

Hally back middle -aged older hands to closer his sleeves, move his lips and stop, and be careful for a long time:

"Duke, remember Jiangnan's choice, you see ..."

The implication, it was not too late to wake up.

"The old man's aspirations are unwavering, and they have never shaken. It is better to stink for thousands of years.

Slap!

Mei Shougeng's palm patted the carriage, his attitude was resolute.

The humpback man is speechless, the old man's perseverance is like a giant rock that crosses the front, and the road is blocked.

Forty years ago, the Duke was still a bloody scholar.

Youth night to fight swords, a sword cut greedy!

The Duke is therefore famous for the Central Plains.

Mei Shougeng's eyes were squeezed in the layers of wrinkles, even if he fell asleep, he didn't know if he fell asleep. He spit out a few words:

"You have to win if you can't win, it is nothing more than sacrificing the territory of the Shenzhou, and the death of the country will be destroyed."

"Only surrender and save the nation in a peaceful way. The heavens cannot be contrary. Gu Changan is just a fish that has returned to the net.

"A century, two hundred years, the internal contradictions of the empire have accumulated outbreaks, and our nation has taken the opportunity to rise."

The hump man shakes his head, it is useless to persuade the concept.

The Duke pinching hope on the barbaric and compassion, but can it be straight and bend it?

"The world is snowing, and everyone has the brightness of each person."

"Time will eventually prove that Mei Shougeng is taking the right path."

The old man closed his eyes and kept his mind, and he also loved the homeland of the Central Plains, but he knew that the more the people, the more miserable the end.

Gu Changan is a dazzling meteor. The reason why the meteor is magnificent is because it is fleeting.

The car drove out of the city, and the half -pillar Tianmen hung on the night, and the round was three hundred miles bright as daylike.

The silent storm covers the valley, stands in the sword of the lonely soul, and the three thousand strokes are covered with three thousand strokes in the town of a hundred miles.

Do not fall, just be deadlocked with the land fairy.

"Mr. Gu ..."

The car slowly approached, Mei Shou Geng Khan's hair was upright, maintaining a humble posture to say the conditions of the begging of the empire.

Gu Changan pressed the hilt gently and nodded:

"good."

Just one word, the dark fog did not go into the night.

Looking at the lonely soul wild ghosts, the two land gods on the old branches looked at each other, and they felt that they were relieved.

Although it is the calm before the storm.
To be continued...