The speed of the third-level spirit beast Sharp-beaked Eagle is really fast. It took less than half a day for the two of them to fly over Pancheng.

The terrain of the Wind and Fire Country gradually rises from east to west, and when it reaches the westernmost Pancheng, there are even more large and small peaks here. Legend has it that when the country of wind and fire was first founded, it was at war with other countries, and the final decisive place was in this city. Relying on the terrain of Pancheng that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the Wind and Fire Kingdom won a big battle, and simply chose the imperial city to be established here.

The buildings of Panjo are built in the rolling mountains or at the foot of the mountains, and they look magnificent from the air. And the royal palace of the Wind and Fire Country is built on the highest peak.

The golden palace wall stands tall, and all kinds of bright lights are hung in the palace wall, which is even more brilliant in the evening background. The towering mountain peak is like a giant hand, holding this small golden tripod in the palm of your hand.

And the entire mountain range, stretching from the top to the bottom of the mountain, was garrisoned by countless Janissaries. If there is an enemy army attacking, under such a terrain, I am afraid that it will be difficult to capture this imperial city without ten times the military strength.

Lin Lang stared thoughtfully at the brightly lit palace, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What are you doing here, are there any people you killed?"

Hua Luofeng asked lightly, without words, Hua Luofeng had already felt a faint murderous aura from Lin Lang's body.

It's something you've never seen before. Although Lin Lang relied on the backer of the demon spirit on weekdays and acted very aggressively, Hua Luofeng rarely felt anger or murderous aura from him.

And today is indeed the first time that Lin Lang's killing intent has been felt so strongly!

"Hmm. ”

Lin Lang bowed his head slightly, his eyes turned golden, and the sharp-beaked eagle quietly descended into the sky of the palace to hover in order to observe the situation in the palace up close.

For Lin Lang and Hua Luofeng, the Praetorian Guards here are equivalent to ants, no matter how many they are, they will not pose any threat to Lin Lang and Hua Luofeng. The only thing to pay attention to is the cultivators in the palace.

Although the Wind and Fire Country is not a big country in the Southern Regions, this can be seen from the ranking of the sects that exist in the Wind and Fire Country. But it can be regarded as one of the forty-three kingdoms of the Wind and Fire Country, and it is impossible for the emperor to have no masters by his side. As long as there are no monks with too high realms, then the palace itself and Hua Luofeng can enter and exit at will!

"There it is!"

Two figures that were different from ordinary people appeared in Lin Lang's field of vision, even through the thick palace walls, Lin Lang could still feel a powerful aura coming from their bodies.

Three thick pillars of light rose into the sky, one was at the first level of the Spirit Realm, and one was at the second level of the Spirit Realm!

In the small palace, there were actually two powerhouses of the Wandering Spirit Realm. There were dozens of people in the remaining Imperial Spirit Realm, and Lin Lang didn't have time to count.

"Brother Hua, I may have to bother you to make a move in a while. ”

The two Wandering Spirit Realms, Lin Lang was not sure to defeat them easily, not to mention that there were dozens of people from the Wandering Spirit Realm, but if Hua Luofeng, the helper of the third level of the Wandering Spirit Realm, was added, the situation would be reversed.

"Willing to help. ”

Hua Luofeng smiled faintly, in the previous training and battle, the two had already cooperated a lot. Although Lin Lang only had the ninth level of the Imperial Spirit Realm, he was able to use the magic weapon in his hand to burst out with a combat power no less than the third level of the Imperial Spirit Realm. Now that he has come to the level of the ninth level of the Imperial Spirit Realm, Hua Luofeng has never seen him explode with all his strength. And Hua Luofeng's strength has never been his realm, but his amazing swordsmanship.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Lin Lang patted the back of the Sharp-billed Eagle, and then it stopped circling, turned into a sharp arrow, and shot straight towards the palace.

Inside the main hall of the Royal Palace.

Yan Chengyu, the emperor of the Wind and Fire Country, was sitting upright in the main hall, and there were two old men in cloth standing beside him. The old man's white beard fluttered, looking like a fairy wind and bones. His Royal Highness and the ministers kowtowed, and it was almost evening, but the emperor still called them over, obviously there was something important.

"The famine in Jiangnan has been going on for three months! It has been three whole months! Tens of thousands of people have died! Now the song of Zhongyong City has been handed over to me personally! Who will explain to me what is going on!!"

Yan Chengyu angrily threw the fold on the ground, and the ministers all looked at an old man with a stiff figure without exception.

The old man was slightly startled when he heard this, and knelt tremblingly in front of Yan Chengyu.

He is the great Sinong who is responsible for the internal history of Jiangnan Zhili, Cheng Feinan, who is sixty-five years old this year, and is still on the front line of Jiangnan Zhili. And now that a famine has broken out in Jiangnan for three months in a row, he Cheng Feinan has naturally become the first to bear the brunt.

"Your Majesty! As early as March, when the famine first appeared, the old minister had already reported it, but it was just ...... It's just that the Ministry of Households has not allocated funds for a long time. There's no way for the old minister!!"

Cheng Feinan said with a bitter face, he is almost crazy about this famine these days. The refugees are almost all about to rush to the yamen to make trouble. During this period, he played to Emperor Yan Chengyu many times, but Yan Chengyu put off the matter again and again.

Today, he still has to blame his own head, Cheng Feinan is bitter.

"Oh??Where's Tobe??Hurry up and give me an explanation!!"

Yan Chengyu raised his eyebrows, and the ministers set their eyes on the household book again.

Tobe Shangshu also walked out with a sad face.

"Hey, Your Majesty. Have you forgotten? You said that you would build a celebration platform in the city...... Celebrate the success of the three princes in the Chaotian Sword Sect. Not enough money...... If the money is not enough, it will be deducted from the grain money, and there will really be no extra financial resources to rectify the famine!"

As soon as the head of the household department said this, Yan Chengyu remembered that a few days ago, Yan Luohong successfully entered the Chaotian Sword Sect, and as soon as he was happy, he ordered to build a celebration platform for his son, and prepared a banquet for the heroes of the Quartet, and held a banquet for three days and three nights.

"According to you, I'm not right??"

"Wechen don't dare!!"

Hubu Shangshu hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, for fear that the emperor would really blame himself.

"Hmmm......"

Yan Chengyu pondered for a while, and then whispered something to the eunuch beside him, and the eunuch immediately walked towards the outside of the palace, and after a while, he brought Yan Luohong here.

"Father, why are you in such a hurry to find Erchen? Erchen is stepping up his practice of the Chaotian Sect's swordsmanship, and time is short!"

Yan Luohong swaggered into the palace, and when he saw Yan Chengyu in the past, he would bow slightly. But after becoming a disciple of the Chaotian Sword Sect, he never saluted again, and his words towards Yan Chengyu became more and more casual.

The ministers frowned when they heard this, in the country of wind and fire, those who dare to talk to Yan Chengyu like this are probably the only ones who are not afraid of Yan Luohong.

However, Yan Chengyu did not have any dissatisfaction, and he was more and more satisfied when he saw his little son.

"Luohong, I have a matter with you. The celebration platform ......"

"Has the celebration platform been built??" Yan Luohong was overjoyed when he heard this. When he first entered the Chaotian Sword Sect, those junior brothers learned his identity as the prince of the Wind and Fire Country. And he also relied on this identity to mix in the Chaotian Sword Sect, and even boasted that his father had built a celebration platform for himself with a radius of dozens of miles.

Suddenly, Yan Luohong also became a popular figure in the Chaotian Sword Sect. Not only is he talented, but there is such a wealthy Lao Tzu behind him, countless senior sisters and sisters want to get into his room every night, and Yan Luohong feels that his life has finally ushered in the peak.

"Well, no. Recently, the famine in Jiangnan has been too serious. Therefore, my father wanted to stop the construction of the celebration platform first. However, my father assures you that once the famine in Jiangnan is under control, construction will begin again immediately!

Yan Chengyu rubbed his hands, completely discussing with Yan Luohong, where is there still half the majesty of the emperor.

When Yan Luohong heard this, his face immediately darkened.

His brothers and sisters are waiting for their celebration platform to be built and come to have a good night for a few days. Even the date has been agreed with them, how can they say that they will change it??

So Yan Luohong shook his head again and again: "I don't agree!!!The father and emperor have obviously promised his son, how can he say that he will regret it? Moreover, the son-in-law has already promised to bring his senior brothers and sisters over to play next month, and if the celebration platform has not been built by then, won't the minister become a person who does not believe in his word??!

"This ......"

Yan Chengyu was in a dilemma. Yan Luohong had just joined the Chaotian Sword Sect, and if he broke the appointment immediately, it would indeed have a bad impact on his future.

"Third Highness!!Please listen to the old minister!!"

At this moment, Dasi Nong Cheng Feinan stood up, his old face was flushed, obviously not vomiting or unhappy.

"Third Highness! Now the famine in Jiangnan has reached a precarious point. Among them, Zhongyong City and Huaihua City have almost become an empty city, and the people there are starving to death and freezing to death, and the corpses in the city are already full of corpses, and the surviving people there are all rushing to run to the city in the north, and if this continues, the 37 cities in the south of the Yangtze River will probably fall one by one one soon, and even threaten the hinterland of the city! Please think twice! This is tens of thousands of human lives!

Cheng Feinan burst into tears when he spoke, as the great farmer of Jiangnan, he dragged his old body and went to Zhongyong City in person to see the scene of hell on earth.

It's hard to imagine what a country without war and without gunpowder should look like. Cheng Feinan's heart was very sad, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Famine??human life??What does that have to do with me, anyway, I don't care, if you stop the work of the celebration platform, then I will quit the Chaotian Sword Sect, and I won't have the face to stay there anymore anyway." ”

Yan Luohong said angrily, Yan Chengyu could only stare wide-eyed, not knowing what to do.

"This ...... Hey!!"

Cheng Feinan flicked his sleeves and knelt down to Yan Chengyu again.

"Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness is still young and ignorant. If you continue like this, there will no longer be a famine in the south of the Yangtze River, and it will even bring down the cities in the central and northern parts of the country! It will even affect the whole wind and fire, Your Majesty!!"

"You old man, if you continue to bewitch the people here, believe it or not, I will abolish you!!"

Listening to Cheng Feinan's words, Yan Luohong grabbed Cheng Feinan's collar and picked him up directly.

"Ahem...... Cough. If the old man is abolished, it will be abolished, but the people's will of my wind and fire country cannot be abolished, and the foundation of thousands of years cannot be abolished!!"

Cheng Feinan's face flushed, struggling to make his voice heard.

"Luohong, put Cheng Aiqing down first! He is also thinking about my Wind and Fire Country!"

Yan Chengyu seemed to be touched by Cheng Feinan's words, and hurriedly waved his hand at Yan Luohong, and Yan Luohong reluctantly let Cheng Feinan go.

"So be it. ”

Yan Chengyu pondered for a while, as if he had made a decision.

"First draw out a thousand people from the army in Pancheng, and hurry up to build the celebration platform. The matter of the famine in Jiangnan will be delayed for another month! Within a month, we must build the celebration platform for me, Li Sifu, and leave this matter to you!"

A general known as Li Sifu stepped forward and bowed his hand slightly: "Get the order!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!!"

Cheng Feinan's eyes opened in horror, and the beard on his chin couldn't stop shaking.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!!In a month's time, Jiangnan can't afford to drag it out!!"

Cheng Feinan kowtowed to Yan Chengyu, and he didn't care when his head was covered with blood, and the ministers were all moved.

"Old thing! My father and emperor have already decided, so you can still interject?? Hurry up and shut the most for me! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Faced with Yan Luohong's threat, Cheng Feinan turned a deaf ear and continued to kowtow on the ground.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sound of Cheng Feinan's kowtow echoed clearly in the hall, but no one stood up to speak for him. Because no one dares to offend the three princes. Even the most powerful minister in the court did not have the guts.

"Cheng Aiqing, I have made up my mind, so you don't have to kowtow. ”

Yan Chengyu persuaded softly, but Cheng Feinan still didn't stop, as if he wanted to knock the ** out, so he was willing to rest.

"Hey, retreat. ”

Seeing Cheng Feinan's stubborn appearance, although Yan Chengyu was unhappy in his heart, he was not angry with him. How could he not know the stakes of the matter? But these things were nothing compared to his son's future and face.

"Your Majesty, please think twice, Your Majesty!!Your Majesty!!"

Cheng Feinan cried out in pain, he was not in pain, but for the thousands of people who died.

Just to build a meaningless celebration platform. Just for the sake of royal face and enjoyment, it can ignore the life and death of thousands of people, which is really a great sorrow and a great misfortune for the country!!

Looking at the finalized facts, Yan Luohong's face showed a smug look.

What are the people of Jiangnan? Can that compare to my Yan Luohong's future?

When I, Yan Luohong, have achieved positive results in the Chaotian Sword Sect, and dominate one side, who else in the Wind and Fire Country would dare to provoke?

Cheng Feinan is old and stubborn, and his eyes are still too superficial.

Yan Luohong thought in his heart, and swaggered towards the outside of the palace.