You can't just die with those ancient monks.

Although this method is the only way to be helpless in the end, Li Changan is the defenseless children and young people who open his eyes and close his eyes.

Their lives may have just begun.

It would be unfair to them to make such a choice.

But there are too many examples of racial invasion in history, and the character of the Chinese people is that they would rather die than give in, even if they die, they are not willing to be called slaves.

But.... If the time comes, after the ancient monks' true peerless power awakens, won't the power of life and death for billions of people in the entire Huaxia and even the world be at their fingertips?

At this time, a man in a suit about fifty years old, with gray hair on his temples and thick glasses, walked over slowly.

Although this person doesn't seem to have any coldness, and his status is very high, he doesn't have any trace of edge that people dare not look at directly, but instead gives people a warmth like bathing in a spring breeze.

"Hehe, hello Secretary Zhou. ”

Li Changan took a step forward and shook hands with Secretary Zhou.

"Everyone's hard work, our boss has been waiting for you for a long time, I didn't sleep all night last night, you can only work hard, many people have arrived. ”

Secretary Zhou's words were undoubtedly releasing a signal, which made Fang Lin and the Zhao family master's eyes quickly flash a trace of gloom, but they quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, then Secretary Lao Zhou will lead the way. ”

On the way, because Fang was following Li Changan, but after hearing what happened the day before yesterday, he was also taken aback.

Because there are dozens of ancient ruins all over the world, and because of the revival of the formation shattering aura, they have all awakened more or less.

There were even two ancient monks who came directly on the sword last night, trying to directly control the one in Huaxia.

But fortunately, at the critical moment, it was disintegrated by the powerhouse of the hidden Chinese land immortal realm.

Hearing this news, Fang Zheng originally felt strange, it stands to reason that he shouldn't meet in Zhongnanhai, the imperial capital, and then he understood.

As he went deeper inside, Fang Zheng also felt a breath so strong that it was about to suffocate, and even this aura casually glanced at Li Changan and the others.

But it was this short period of less than a second, but it made Fang Zheng and the others feel as if they had experienced life and death.

"Presumably, this one is the powerhouse of the Land Immortal Realm who has been hiding in the imperial capital. ”

Fang Zheng shook his head in his heart, these people who were originally present, who didn't think that the Land Immortal Realm was already the pinnacle of martial artists, but now....

Alas.

After going through layers of checks and checking the cards, Fang Zheng and his party were taken into a quaint small courtyard by Secretary Zhou.

Pushing open the door, I saw a middle-aged man from a distance, exuding a powerful aura from top and bottom of his body, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

This person is the first three who stood at the pinnacle of China, that is, the thigh who was scolded by Gongsun Ming in the game.

Ahem.

Hearing the voice, not only did the man raise his head, but even the several old men sitting next to him also invariably looked at Fang Zheng and the others.

"Hehe, thank you for your hard work, let's sit down and rest for a while. ”

Li Changan nodded, and each found a remote place to sit down, even if it was Fang Lin, who was usually arrogant, and the head of the Zhao family, at this moment, when facing this man, he was so cautious that he didn't dare to come out.

Even if this man was just an ordinary person, if Fang Lin and the others were willing, a breath would pass, even if he didn't die, it would be enough to seriously injure him.

But how arrogant they are, and how dare they have any wrong thoughts with one of the leaders who led the dragon of Huaxia.

After a while, someone brought tea, and for a while, the air was filled with a refreshing fragrance.

Even though Li Changan doesn't know how many good goods he has hidden on weekdays, when facing this cup of tea, he still feels a pain in his flesh when he takes a sip.

After all, the so-called tea leaves on the mother tree of Dahongpao on the market are almost all fake, and there are very few tea leaves that can be picked without affecting the mother tree every year.

And this soaring dragon in China has a population of more than one billion, and every industry has the existence of standing at the pinnacle, so how to divide it?

Fang Zheng also picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, and immediately, a faint fragrance diffused from his mouth, slowly flowing down his throat to his stomach, just a small sip, it made people feel some warmth.

At this moment, suddenly in this quiet hall, a voice sounded, which made Fang Zheng stunned, but it made Fang Lin and the faces of the Zhao family master suddenly become extremely embarrassed.

I saw the leader raise his head with a smile, looked at Fang Zheng at this time, and asked.

"Fangzheng, how about this tea, is it better than your master's?"

Being treated like this by the big leader of Huaxia, Fang Zheng suddenly felt flattered, and immediately froze in place, even Li Chang'an, this guy was also blank Fang Zheng, and the other party was itching his teeth with the appearance of not seeing the world.

You must know that this big leader can directly say Fangzheng's name on such an important occasion without seeing Fangzheng.

This is undoubtedly a signal that has been released.

How could Fang Lin and the head of the Zhao family not understand in their hearts? A family can be regarded as a small collective, and so is a family, and the same is true for a country.

It's just that the position is different, but who can sit in this position, which one is not the kind whose mind is like a demon, and the kind of person who can't pay for his life?

"Uh, it's delicious. ”

Fang Zheng scratched his head a little embarrassed, because at this time, almost all his eyes fell on him, and even Secretary Zhou, who took the initiative to greet him before, looked at himself with interest this time.

That gaze... It's like picking a beautiful woman.

Ahem.

After Li Changan and his party finished drinking tea, their spirits were much better, after all, even if it was the existence of the late stage of the Moon Realm, who could withstand the continuous attack for nearly a week?

At this time, the big leader also picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, and after lighting a cigarette, he raised his head and looked around at everyone present.

This kind of aura is not the kind of cold oppression on the martial artist's body, but the precipitation of the superior over time, slowly cultivated.