In the evening, Li Lang sat with his knees on the eaves with his hands in his arms, looking at the huge rainy sky, and was clattering and crackling.

The sound of footsteps gradually approaching from the dense raindrops. She smiled and ran out in the rain, but suddenly stopped her pace. Suddenly, the surprise disappeared, and in an instant, she returned to the lost awakening and pain in reality.

"His Majesty."

The gate of the courtyard was not tied up, and Pei Jingshu walked over with an umbrella.

"What's the matter?" Li Wan's face was expressionless and wiped the rain from her eyes with the back of her hand.

"He's leaving." Pei Jingshu was inexplicably sad. The master in the palace noticed that the sword energy passed through Chang'an City, so she came to this alley.

The two sat shoulder to shoulder, without saying a word.

In fact, Li Wan felt very wronged and sad, but apart from the presence of Gu Chang'an, how could she, an emperor, expose her weakest side? The pain was also hidden quietly and licked her wounds alone.

Pei Jingshu looked into the distance, pursed her lips and said sadly:

"Your Majesty, the Central Plains is at its most dangerous moment. The academy master asked the seven countries to take out half of their national destiny, and then let you issue a proclamation to the Central Plains to fight against the barbarians in the name of the orthodox imperial power of the State, calling on the monks from all over the world to gather in Yanmen Pass and expel them to secretly welcome the dawn."

"Yes." Li Wan responded, looked up at the gray sky, and said after a long time: "The chaotic times are so long."

After entering the inner room, she looked around the two pillows of the sandalwood bed, first spread the brocade quilt, and then neatly folded the two of them's scattered clothes into the wardrobe.

Seeing her skirt filling the cabinet, while Gu Changan only had three or two robes, she laughed silently:

"If I had known you would have only been in my life, I would not have been harsh on you. What's the use of saving money?"

After locking the two of them, cleaning the room several times, Li Wan walked out of the yard with the keys.

When it rains in Huajue Lane, it is still bumpy. Grandma Wang pushed the cart and walked towards her. She looked at Pei Jingshu, who was gentle and dignified, and said curiously:

"Mrs. Gu, will Xiao Gu send you to the jade shop today?"

Li Wan wanted to say that he was going to save the people, and he was going to torture himself again, but he swallowed the words back to his mouth, complaining like a woman in the city:

"He doesn't want me anymore."

The king and his subjects walked out of the alley, leaving only the at a loss of time.

late at night.

Accompanied by a strong color of the Taimiao, dozens of large inner masters stood outside the city, and in front was the empress wearing a dragon robe and a crown.

She regained her noble and majestic attitude, and was completely different from the bride of the laundry in the courtyard. Instead of waiting until she could not see her white hair, she could take the opportunity to take a look at her. Besides, he was working hard for the survival of the nation, so he had to pick up the mission of the Li Tang country.

The empress was the first to hang in the air and headed north.

The continuous raindrops actually ranged from north to south, and the closer they were to the north, the more rained rained down. Two days later, eight hundred miles away from Yanmen Pass, the surging energy that was shaking the sky and cracking the earth was clearly felt.

...

In the nine passes of the Central Plains, Yanmen ranks first.

At this moment, whether it is the continuous mountains or the plains, there are slow and huge raindrops, with raindrops as big as soybeans. They are guided by the energy of heaven and earth and fall to the ground drop by drop.

Countless monks in the Central Plains looked like iron, stiff and dark, and their hearts were particularly cold if they were washed by the rain.

clang!

A sword shocked the world.

As the Tang Dynasty's fortune quickly approached the plains, the destiny of the six countries gathered with it. In a flash, a brilliant and colorful giant sword spread across the sky, illuminating the gray plains.

Without hesitation, he handed over half of China's national destiny.

I had to burn my boats because Yanmen Pass could not be destroyed by the barbarians and the city wall could not collapse!

It is to use bamboo strips to resist the long sword. If the origin of the spiritual energy is gone, then the Central Plains cannot even take out the bamboo strips and there is nothing to fight against the sharp blades. How long can the Chinese nation last?

Qin Shihuang built a city wall to conquer the dragon veins in China and protect the country. Until now, he has always stood tall. The Great Wall is not only a city wall that costs thousands of miles, but also the spirit of the nation and the backbone of civilization!

In the dark contemporary, if the city walls are gone, the resistance spirit of many compatriots will collapse.

On the other side, there is a magnificent scroll of paintings, with thirteen land gods sitting cross-legged at the pass, and twenty-seven abyss saints standing around the formation, with spiritual energy stopping and flowing above, and going back and forth.

Tuoba Tianxia was wearing a purple-gold dragon robe, without a mask, showing her ugly and weird face. She stared at the spiritual vortex calmly.

After more than half a year, Cable and the five top land gods finally condensed the Heaven-Destroying Formation at the cost of nine years of regressing their cultivation.

The empire is here.

Openly and upright, without obstruction, just stepping into the territory of the Central Plains and stepping onto the city walls of thousands of miles.

She said gloomyly:

"When the chariots of unity roll in, what can I resist?"

"Mianxia, ​​Gu Chang'an passed by Yumen Pass three days ago but did not stay there. He must have returned to the lonely city."

The old woman with crutches came forward to remind her.

This surprised her.

Who is Gu Chang'an?

Even if it is buried in the loess, once the Central Plains people are in trouble, they can break out of the ground without bringing evil soldiers and fight the imperial death.

How could such a nation be buried with a burial? If he thought he was afraid, the empire would be stupid.

I must be planning something again.

"Have you heard of the siege of Wei to save Zhao during the Spring and Autumn Period of Dongtu?" asked Tuoba Tianxia.

The old woman with crutch nodded, "He wants to ruin the holy city."

"Switch it." Tuoba Tianxia's tone was unremitting.

The old woman frowned slightly, looked at Emperor Caesar and the five giants at the center of the formation, and sighed without leaving any trace.

The empire has made the worst plan to have the holy city devastated and blood flowed into a river.

After all, I haven't heard of Gu Chang'an for almost ten months, and I don't know how much my strength has grown. If I can compete with the land god without using the colorful sword, anything is possible for this devil.

But change it!

!

It has been humiliated twice, and the empire can accept another national humiliation. The first time the people are mad and they become numb when they are in the third time.

But as long as the origin of the spiritual energy is destroyed, it is only a matter of time before the annexation of the East Land.

If the Abyss had not experienced the National Day, the Abyss would not have made such a choice. If you want to blame it, Gu Chang'an, the beast, forcing the empire to take bloody revenge.

"What did you smell?" Tuoba Tianxia said with great interest.

The old woman with crutch took a deep breath of rain and fog, looked at the vast plain, and said word by word:

“The smell of despair!

”

The mountains behind the pass are clustered with chariots, thousands of figures, black, white and yellow, and all kinds of skins are visible. It is obvious that all ethnic groups in the world gather at Yanmen Pass.

With the empire's order, they dared not not come.

At least the purpose is obvious.

Show off your sword and show your power!

Due to the two national disasters, people were panicked, and undercurrents were surging within the empire, and there were many rebellious and uprisings. Many of them even thought about restoring the old land.

But that ambition was destroyed tonight.

Rebellion...

Who dares?

"Measuring the success of a civilization does not depend on the height it reaches, but how it rebounds on the decline."

"Great empire, the light of the world!"

An earl from the old Roman dynasty sighed, his eyes full of fear.

The other blond and white-haired men, women, young and old, also agreed, either reciting poems or praying to God. In short, they were very pious and glorious.

After that night, the world was indeed watching the abyss of the empire. After all, it fell so badly that it was all over and didn't even want to see it.

If you can't get up, what are you waiting for? I will immediately summon the old subordinates to prepare for rebellion.

But the empire uses iron-blooded means to tell the world--

It just didn't take any serious action.

I just played casually and didn't expect to take it off, so I had to take it seriously.

Without a soldier, the God of Heavenly God was in charge of the battle, the scene of the thirteen half-pillar heavenly gates and twenty-seven abyss saints, all of whom were in Yanmen Pass was so shocking!

If God came, he would not be so domineering!

You know, the Central Plains is only one land god, but it has less than two years of foundation, and there are only seven saints. This gap...

"If the gods and immortals do not move mortals, if this precept is not present, Dongtu would probably have lost half of the territory tonight."

A Buddhist with a high nose said quietly.
To be continued...