There is no way not to see that a few days ago, outside the temple mountain, the white crow candy man showed his magic, attracting thousands of people to witness the manifestation of the true monarch, but soon a secret order was handed down: Shut up! Before the identity of the sugar man is confirmed, this news cannot be leaked out of half a word.

Don't dare to obey the order of the driver, and the news is tightly sealed. It's that outsiders don't know the magic of the sugar man, and the elite soldiers transferred by the Snow Plains Seven Selections are not necessarily stronger than others.

Outsiders don't know, but Yan Yanbo will be polite, and he will rush his henchmen home, and he will not dare to talk more about confidential topics, but he must make a desperate bet on the family property, and the elite soldiers brought by the master are invincible! Fifty years ago, it was the powerful and powerful who gambled, and there were still other gambling games on the eve of the competition, but they were not worth mentioning in comparison.

In the eyes of the powerful, 'not worth mentioning', Yan Yanbo has all the belongings in his hands, not only that, but he also told his family: to borrow, borrow as much as you can, and don't care about how much interest you have. Now that the bet is invested and then wants to withdraw it, which Cheng wants to be a teacher.

The head is big, the head hurts, the head is so big that it is about to crack, so it hurts terribly, Yan Yanbo's face is like earth, and the only happiness in his heart is that he is fortunate that his family has not been able to borrow much money. I was still scolding everyone shili just now, but at this moment I realized that thanks to their shili, it was not all good to be down.

Crying and astringent, Yan Yanbo said to Su Jing: "Don't dare to hide it, the lower official is on the master, and he has taken all his belongings." ”

Su Jingke didn't have any sympathy, and smiled: "Then you're done, you have to pay all the money this time, I can't help you." ”

"It's just a villain, no wonder the teacher. Alas!" sighed heavily. Nothing else. His arms were pouted back, he bowed down to Su Jing, and his face was sad, and Yan Yan retreated, but only then turned around, Su Jing smiled again in the sedan chair: "I will definitely not fight to win, and even if I fight, I may not be able to win, so don't you tell you to send out a message and tell those nobles who have entered the gambling game that I will not disrupt the game, you add a few more strokes, and say that I originally intended to grab this first prize." But after your persuasion, I dismissed my idea. The specific wording is up to you. If I have the opportunity to meet those noble people in the future, I will also mention you when I talk about it. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Yan Yan Bo Huo Ran was overjoyed, and Xia Lishan said a simple sentence. I sent a favor: a favor to the national teacher, the two princes, the prime minister, and the nouveau riche surnamed Wang. When the nobles received the news. When he would praise the sentence, 'This Yan Yanbo is still a little clever'. Even if you pour out all your wealth, can you get such an impression? At the moment, you will lose money, but in the long run, you will still make a steady profit.

Yan Yan Hou Dengyun. Xia left the mountain and returned to the city, and Zuihou had a safe and sound journey for two days. The day of the eighteenth snowfield battle was still half a month later, Su Jing and his party came not too early or too late, before them, there were already eight snowfield elite soldiers arrived at the 'Fire City', not surprisingly, the first to see the snow field seven people actually resisted an ice city and was immediately startled, and then the miscellaneous soldiers who entered the city one after another were also surprised to see the ice city and did not mention anything about the 'master', only in terms of swagger, it was none other than the Snow Plains Seven!

Five days before the competition, suddenly another holy decree was sent into the city of Lihuo, and the date of the battle was suddenly changed sixty years ago, and it was postponed for three months, and the excuse on the holy decree was that the miscellaneous soldiers entered the summer realm from the snow field, and the alternation of cold and heat was afraid that it would cause physical discomfort, so it was specially pardoned for three months to adapt to the new land, so as to give full play to the combat power during the competition.

In the eyes of the nobles, the miscellaneous fight is tantamount to a chicken fighting for a dog's bite, they say when to compare what is compared, the elite soldiers from the snow field only obey orders, and they dare not slack off during this time, and they live in the designated school field to practice day and night.

Su Jing's ice city was too big, so he had to be allowed to place it outside the fire city, and he and Xia Erlang didn't go to the school grounds, so they stayed in their own ice city. As for the matter of the 'master', neither the court nor the temple has an accurate statement, Su Jing is patient and waits.

During this period of time, Su Jing and Xiang Liu found several times that there were refinement masters sneaking into the ice city, and the two pretended not to know, so they had to explore each other, but several 'key' places in the city were strictly guarded by them, and in the eyes of the spies, it was that the White Crow City was ordinary on the surface, but there was a hidden void inside, and it could not be detected.

In fact, the inside is more ordinary than the surface, and Su Jing is just a trick to run around carrying the ice city.

Three months of peace, the only time the incident was one night, three hundred human-faced eagle monsters flapped their wings and rushed into the ice city, without saying a word directly murdered, to say that the strength of these monsters is not too bad, but the opposite is Xiao Xiangliu, and he was slaughtered without even having a chance to escape.

After reporting the matter to the city guard, Su Jing knew that it was the fifth-class clan that came to attack, a soldier and horse among the Fanren barbarians. The enemy of the enemy may not be a friend, the first time he dealt with Su Jing did not have a good impression of the people, he was really angry, bloodthirsty and only knew how to kill, if they were powerful, they would not be another group of 'Emperor of Pilots'.

Kill and kill, there is nothing to regret.

This is okay, Yan Yanbo was furious, and made a big fuss about leaving the Huocheng City Guard's mansion, but the 'Guru' identity was registered, and the ancients fell into the foyer, and the city guards didn't pay attention to it, and they were impatient for a while, and they ridiculed each other, "Allowing him to garrison troops outside the Fire City and inside the Xuanbing City is already a blessing, and now if he encounters a thief, he will not die even if those sugar people are killed, and Yan Yanbo is not satisfied."

Yan Yanbo's eyes were red, he brushed his sleeves away, the city guard didn't care, he didn't think that a few days later, the ancients Wang drove the fire Shanxiu disciple into the city, not mentioning the 'white crow attack', and directly listed several major crimes of the city guard for corruption and misappropriation of public funds, and took off his hat and took off his official robe on the spot and threw it into prison, and the city guard didn't know who he had offended until he was in prison.

The newly appointed city guard is much more well-behaved, thinking about it, he thinks that the predecessor's bad luck is mostly related to Bingcheng and Yan Yanbo, and deliberately sends elite soldiers to garrison around Bingcheng At the same time, he also heard that Yan Yanbo cast his full wealth to win White Crow City.

Yan Yanbo has Huo Shanxiu's support? That must be very close. Yan Yanbo dared to put all his net worth on the white crow candy man? It was probably from the nobles who got the news. Xinchengshou's brains were not in vain, he thought about it one by one, and he also took out a heavy amount of money, but he didn't dare to gamble on his own, and turned around and changed to an irrelevant identity to bet: bet on the white crow, big!

After the bet, the newcomer city guard is full of spring breeze, thinking about the wealth he won this time, if it is good haode a sport may not be able to sell a 'royal driver' identity, maybe in the future there will be a chance to move to that good place in the spring to settle down

Spring all year round?

There are no four seasons, only spring. It is because the flowers are always blooming and the breeze is always warm, but it is as different from the spring in Middle-earth, the spring here is too quiet, there are no insects singing, no birds and birds frolicking, but it is lifeless, and there is no spring vitality.

There is no spring in the center of the spring land, the imperial domain, the capital.

There is no shortage of everything in the capital, there are birds, insects, cats and dogs, but the emperor of this dynasty likes to be quiet and does not like to make trouble, and on the third day of his accession to the throne, a holy decree was handed down: only insects, birds, and livestock are allowed to cry for half an hour every day.

Kill three and stay seven, don't dare to disobey. Seven days after the Divine Decree was handed down, the Imperial City was quiet, and only at half an hour every day could insects and birds be heard. But it was a venting sound, noisy, and I couldn't find a trace of pleasant taste.

The capital is vast, far better than the imperial city of the emperor of Middle Earth, the huge city of thousands of miles, the emperor of the people, the spring of Kyoto, and the city of Luanming.

Throwing out the flowers and willows, there are only three colors in the huge city.

From the imperial palace to many ministers, from the palace to the ordinary people's houses, the houses are of different sizes, without exception, black walls, black beams, and black buildings.

The ground of the Imperial City, whether it is the street, the house or the garden path, is paved with miserable white stones, and the road is white.

Killing the macaque is happy with Tsing Yi, and there has never been a clear order to prohibit others from wearing red and hanging colors, but if there is no prominent status, who dares to guarantee that he will not obstruct the eyes of the nobles if he wears a different color painting clothes?

It's a pity that this is a good spring season that will never change, and the imperial capital is lonely and quiet, and there are few colors.

Similar to the Middle-earth Dynasty, the Emperor Yuren also used the era name, but the Emperor Yuren did not change the era name until the old emperor collapsed and the new emperor succeeded, and then changed the yuan to open a new era name.

When the emperor ascended the throne today, he opened the year name 'Zhenyuan', but in front of Yijiazi, for some reason, Banzai suddenly passed down the holy oracle and changed the name to 'Hunting Yuan'.

The emperor changed his name in the middle of his reign, which has never happened since he dominated the world, ordinary people don't know why he wants to do this, but from the name of "Hunting Yuan", everyone has sniffed out a touch of killing intent in the world.

Hunting Yuan, New Yuan, New Century, New Qiankun

In the inner courtyard of the palace, an old hall in a remote corner, Hunt Yuan sat on a soft chair: "It's rare, the scenery of the floating jade king pushing and grinding is rare." ”

The hall is not big, so the pitch-black stone mill placed in the center is more eye-catching. A gray-haired six-eared killer next to the stone mill took out a jade box from his sleeve, opened it, and a strange sound came out, very slight, slightly harsh;

The slight screeching sound was the cry of the great crowd of servants.

The magic box that houses Sumeru contains 9,300 dolls.

The box was upside down, and the dolls couldn't help themselves, and they fell into the grinding eyes of the black stone mill in the whining and crying, and then the blue light bloomed on the black grinding, showing the ancient seals of the family. The empty box was retracted into the sleeve, and the fourth brother of the Son of Heaven and the fourth brother of Hunting Yuan floated to the king to push the grinding plate, and the stone mill rotated. The cry and scream widened, but soon fell silent.

The wailing is no more, only the dull click of the stone mill turning and rubbing. (To be continued......)