On the shores of West Lake.

Surprised by the appearance of a thousand-faced Langjun.

For ordinary tourists, it is as if they have seen a miracle.

But, for Xiao Li Tanhua, a young Taoist priest.

It's worrying.

Because, this time, Chu Sanlang is going to the Qin royal family.

"Xiao Chu'er, where have you been?"

The girl didn't know how dangerous this trip was.

In her impression, the person she thinks of is always invincible in the world.

Everywhere you go, no one can stop you.

But, everybody understands.

The Great Qin royal family is different from the Ye royal family and even the Duan royal family.

In the past, as the leader of the five royal families, the door was mighty and the mountains and rivers were 90,000 miles, and the four seas worshipped.

Although nowadays.

The old regent Qin Lie has been retreating into the background for many years.

However, after a hundred years of wind and moon, the terrifying heritage accumulated is the tip of the iceberg exposed to the outside world.

How terrifying the Qin family is.

Even.

Chu Cangsheng, who had been fighting with Qin Lie for ten years, felt the deepest.

……

The imperial capital, the realm of Great Chu.

Falling River District.

The noon sun, high in the sky, did not bring even a little warmth to the ordinary residents living in this vast territory.

The wind is cold.

Old trees, dead wood, crows, everywhere.

Somewhere in an old town surrounded by steel buildings one after another.

After several demolitions, it became more and more desolate and depressed.

However, it was only for a short time.

When it returns to the land in the spring of next year, this old area, which carries countless magnificent histories and can be described as an inch of land, will usher in a new face.

Of course.

Luohe District, as the thirteen major districts, and the prosperous territory of the descendants of the Chu royal family, is destined to be this old city that has begun to move one after another, and its status is transcendent.

A central avenue that can be used by four cars in parallel and is named Luohe.

At this time, human figures are rare.

The huge plane trees that are rooted on both sides of the street are picking up dead leaves one after another under the cold wind.

Sunlight from overhead.

Because it is impermeable to the wind hidden by the leaves, this wide Luohe Avenue exudes a cool atmosphere everywhere.

After a long time, four black commercial vehicles slowly drove at the beginning of the street.

The end of the Falling River Boulevard.

There is a sculpture standing proudly in the sky, under the stars and moon.

King Zhennan, Chu Jian!

This is the place of ancestral shrines.

Then, four commercial vehicles became eight, eight became twenty-four, and more and more commercial vehicles were neatly organized and came out of the royal family surnamed Chu.

The speed is different, scattered and distributed, and I hurried to the ancestral shrine.

The scale is so large that it is comparable to the ancestor worship activities on a specific day.

"What's going on with the Chu royal clan today?"

"What's the matter, all rushed to the ancestral shrine? Ancestor worship? ”

As the largest clan family in the country, every time you travel, it will cause an uproar.

It's common sense.

However, today, both the scale and the day of selection are very unexpected.

Soon.

The news from the front line was like a shocking wave pouring overhead, causing the several regions ruled by the Chu royal family to fall into a dead silence.

The third prince of Chu.

Expedition again.

The ultimate goal, the Qin royal family!

Moreover, he did not carry any retinue with him, and single-handedly killed him.

What's more, what is palpitating is that it is due to the face of the old regent Qin Lie.

In the past, at the peak stage, the nine-thousand-year-old Han Qingzhi, who bravely retreated from the rapids, received an edict and prepared to return to the Qin royal family to resist the invasion of the great enemy.

"Nine thousand years old's status in the Qin family back then, except for the regent, ranked second."

Han Qingzhi.

A legend who has disappeared for a long time.

At the beginning, he was the leader of the strongest people under the command of the Five Clans.

Even Lu Bu, the first general in the north, and even Duan Dian Wei, who is known for his fists and feet, all know how terrifying Han Qingzhi's person is.

Not to mention the first killing.

The strength of the nine-thousand-year-old Han Qingzhi's body is unparalleled in the world.

However, everyone has their own aspirations.

Han Qingzhi, who has been in retirement for many years, has almost become a dusty war knife, and he only smells the sharpness of the year.

Today, there is no trace of the world.

I thought that Nine Thousand Years Old would not come back.

How......

A long path that has gone through the baptism of dust and frost for many years.

Chu Cangsheng clenched his hands into fists, lost behind his back, and walked in front.

After him, he followed Zhao Zilong, who had an old-fashioned expression and cherished words like gold.

All the way.

Stop and go, getting closer and closer to the ancestral shrine.

"I remember, when Han Qingzhi was at his peak, even a white-robed general like you lost a punch to him?"

Chu Cangsheng raised his head and recalled.

Zhao Zilong still maintained his unsmiling dignity, and immediately replied rarely, "Exchange punches, I will retreat fifteen zhang, Han Qingzhi will not move at all!" ”

It's a year and a year.

The private fight that was not recorded still left a deep impression on Zhao Zilong.

That's an even more terrifying existence than Dian Wei.

Dian Wei is good at fists and feet, even if your realm is thick, like a tiger, I punch myself, straight forward.

Han Qingzhi, on the other hand, respects horizontal practice.

Both sides are taking the path of refining their physique.

But Han Qingzhi's advantage is that his body is like an iron wall, almost invulnerable.

Strictly speaking, the main theme is defense.

Similar to a golden bell jar, iron cloth shirt.

When encountering this kind of opponent, in the case of hand-to-hand combat, even if the invincible person in the twelve realms cannot be defeated, unless he ......

Chu Cang let out a sigh of relief and raised his eyebrows.

Look at the huge sculpture that has come into view.

Majestic-looking.

does not reduce the momentum of the year.

"Father, your Xuan'er is determined to push the Qin royal family with his own strength, I hope that your old man, in the spirit of heaven, can bless him."

Ups and downs for so many years.

The pattern of the coexistence of five kings.

Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore.

This battle, which seems to belong to the internal dispute between the two royal families, can have a potential impact, and it will affect the whole body at every turn.

It doesn't matter who lives and who dies.

It's important to be upright.

This is a battle for dignity.

As long as Chu Xuan wins, the spirit of the heirs under the command of the Chu royal clan will be an almost rocket-like improvement, even if he dies in the Qin royal clan in the end.

In case of defeat.

Not to mention that the morale of the Chu royal family was frustrated.

The king of the northern realm will push and drag Luohe horizontally, and use Luohe as the front line to officially start the war.

At that time, even if Chu Xuan is alive, it will not play a role in the Chu royal family.

"He can't afford to lose!"

For a long time, Chu Cangsheng said word by word, gritting his teeth.

Zhao Zilong knows the stakes well.

However, since Chu Xuan invaded the Qin royal family in his personal name, in other words, he was determined to fight by himself.

Pressing matter.

Not a timely stop loss.

But......

"If the dragon bird is not out, the prince is only fifty percent sure that he will win against Han Qingzhi and the masters of the Qin royal family."

It's also a good heart.

didn't wait for Chu Cangsheng to take the initiative to speak.

Zhao Zilong has already realized why Chu Cangsheng made such a big move today, so that several brothers were temporarily invited to the ancestral hall to standby.

"My father's royal sword is a peerless sword that has been sacrificed to the blood of countless living beings, and it can't be said after all."

Chu Cangsheng stretched out his hand to signal.

The two walked up the stairs together.