Outside the chamber, the vitality fluttered, like a real thing. It does not show the characteristics of the five elements similar to water and fire, only the characteristic of richness. But these pure vitality were almost boiling, rising and falling like boiling water, as if they would explode at any time, producing the power to destroy the world and the earth.

In the hall, the cabinets, chairs, beds and tables were all broken, and they were in a mess, as if they had been looted by robbers. And in the center, the ground is broken like a spider pattern, and there is a person lying in it, which is the tomb of the king. He has the old withered hands of the thistle, which seem to be weak, and even break when it is broken, which can make him unable to move.

Ji Lao's snow-white beard and white beard rose from the wind, it was Xuan Ao or powerful, and his face was cold, his eyes were like copper bells, staring at Wang Ling.

"Why don't you listen to what I said earlier? Do you know how many people I have lost this morning?"

"I ......"

Boom –

I don't know when the palm that left Wang Ling's chest was raised, and it fell again. It is like a pillar supporting the sky, full of weight, and when it is steep, a mouthful of blood spurts out of Wang Ling, and the breath is sluggish again.

The speed at which the old man raised his hand and dropped his hand was too fast, only to hear the sound of bone cracking in the sternum, and cracks reappeared on the ground. Then, the ground outside the hall sank, and the dirt and grass were crushed.

The soldiers were shocked, but they didn't dare to speak, they didn't dare to speak, but an adjutant ran to the iron-masked general and said:

"General, it's been half an hour. ”

The Iron Mask General was busy discussing the battle and waved his hand to let him go.

"General, if something happens to His Highness, I'm afraid Your Majesty won't explain. ”

Exhaled, the iron-masked general put down the pen in his hand, and the military generals and ministers on the side were silent, listening to what he said:

"Up to now, we, like Your Highness, have difficulty explaining to Your Majesty. But only when Ji Lao makes a move, we have a chance to change, and only Ji Lao comes forward and says that he has taught His Highness a lesson, so that our march can continue, and we will not be sued back by His Majesty. His Highness will be able to escape this charge and stay in the barracks unharmed, or return to the academy. ”

He shook his head and sighed, the truth in this, people who understand it naturally understand. The advisor shook his head secretly, but it was time for His Highness to teach him a lesson. Pulling personal grudges and too many subjective assumptions into the war is a mistake in itself, and now it is a lesson from the old thistle, and it is better to go back to the ancestral hall when you choose a place.

The adjutant went down, ignoring the roar coming from the council chamber. But there is a medical team waiting outside, this is the prince of the dynasty, and only an existence like Ji Lao dares to hurt him. He can be hurt, they can't, they have to be ready to help.

"I said before, shut up!"

In the council hall, Wang Ling's vision was blurred, and the shouting of the old man made his head hot, but he could not make any movements. If he was strong enough, no matter what the purpose of the old thistle was, he would kill him, so that he could no longer speak to himself.

In Wang Ling's ears, the old thing Ji Lao was still chattering, and he seemed to have endless words, wanting to put all the charges on himself. But Wang Ling won't admit it, he is not convinced, this is obviously disrespectful to him, even if he makes a mistake, he can only blame Xia Xiao for being too cunning, not him!

The combination of anger and hatred caused Wang Ling to fluctuate violently even if he couldn't open his eyes. The old thistle realized and said:

"Wang Ling, I call you Your Highness, which is a great respect for you, but as a prince, you should know what a prince should do! And I told you that if we don't let the soldiers rest, the army of Great Xia will inflict heavy losses on us early the next morning, because we don't have enough food and can't sleep well, who will go to the front to stand guard and ambush?"

"At that time, you said that if you caught Xia Xiao and took it down, you would have a hostage to order Great Xia, and you would be able to make it lose. It can also allow Xia Xiao to return to the academy and no longer interfere in the war, so that Nanshang will have one less resistance. I don't know what you're fighting with him, but this is a battlefield! More than a million people are commanded by a prince of yours, and you can not listen to my words, but have you listened to the words of the iron mask? He said that it is not appropriate to find it again. Nearly 100 strategists came to persuade you, but you just didn't listen, you insisted on going your own way, even if you are a disciple of the academy now, you are the pride of heaven in the eyes of everyone, and you will only be a faint monarch in the future!"

"If it weren't for Iron Mask and I to arrange a force to the west of the city and let them rest a little, our losses this morning would have been even greater, not as simple as a few thousand dead. If you don't meet their basic needs, who will give you your life? If you don't even understand this simple truth, how can you be the commander-in-chief? We are now the attacker, vowing to set foot in Great Xia, but you have made wrong decisions three times and twice, which is really extremely stupid! What makes me even more angry is that when I point out your mistakes, you don't listen! The soldiers listen to you not because you have done the right thing, but because of your status, otherwise why do you think you have won everyone's respect? You didn't live and die with them, and you didn't even understand them, so many people can chase after your ass and call you Your Highness, just because you are the son of Your Majesty, not because of your strength and virtue!"

talked too much, and Ji Lao also found it boring. He sighed, lifted the palm of Wang Ling's chest, sat on the reshaped wooden chair on the side, and said lightly:

"I have told Your Majesty that from today onwards, you must no longer meddle in the affairs of the army, either go back to the academy or participate in the battle in the army as a cultivator of the Venerable Realm Zhimao, choose one. ”

Wang Ling lay on the ground for a long time, thinking not about where to go, but about solving this aggressive old guy. He will definitely be stronger than Ji Lao in the future, and he swallows his anger now, just to prepare for a ruthless attack in the future.

Blood flowed from the palms of the hands that hung on the ground, but the blood connected to the dust was finally broken. He staggered, stood up, and staggered towards the hall door. He breathed a sigh of resentment and jealousy.

In front of me, the hall door is getting closer and closer, and it is a short time from here to there, but it will be a long walk in the future, so the road becomes very long. There has always been envy for Xia Xiao in his heart, and it was slightly stimulated, which turned into jealousy like this at this time. If you want to change back, it's hard to have a chance.

Watching Wang Ling keep walking out, Ji Lao had an extremely bad premonition, as if he was walking a road from which there was no turning back, but he was still walking, extremely firm, as if he was enchanted. The soles of his feet were raised, dripping on the ground like falling blood, and although Ji Lao avoided all the vital points, Wang Ling still felt a sharp pain, which was unbearable like going straight to the bone marrow.

Ji Lao followed, and just wanted to make a move, and pulled him down, but Wang Ling said faintly:

"I'm going back to the academy. ”

The palm hanging in the air fell again, and the old man suddenly felt a sense of guilt, but he felt that the royal tomb was finished. A person who does not self-reflect and correct his mistakes will not be able to go far no matter which path he is on, even in the academy, he will not end well.

Wang Ling walked out of the hall door, and the breath that he couldn't swallow suddenly relaxed, and his body fell to the ground. Lang carried him onto the stretcher that had been prepared and carried him away from here. But Ji Lao will find it difficult to see him again in the future, and even if he does, he will no longer be the same him at this time.

When Tie Mian found Ji Lao, the latter said a lot for him, and Tie Mian understood his good intentions, but Wang Ling didn't know. Ji Lao took great pains to push the charge away from Wang Ling, but the latter did not know it, or even realize it. The disciples who were admitted to the academy are well-deserved geniuses, but they can't figure out this kind of thing, and they don't know whether to say that they are stupid or smart.

Ji Lao just snorted, whatever Wang Ling thought, anyway, he had already done what he had to do, and the rest was all up to heaven's will. He is an old man with half of his body in the ground, and he is still afraid that Wang Ling will not regard him as an enemy? He brought in Iron Mask just to prevent his good intentions from being misunderstood, at least someone must know.

When NCB regrouped and made adjustments in all aspects, Daxia enjoyed a short period of joy. When the sun ran through the half-arc in the sky, by the afternoon, the Times ahead had arrived in Xiyang City.

In the hall of the city lord's mansion, Ji Yi saw this letter and hurriedly called someone to call his father-in-law Mu over. But the next person did not return for a long time, and when he returned, the news brought made Ji Yi drop the brush in his hand and hurriedly ran to the rear.

A news spread that Father-in-law Mu was critically ill......