The officials of Daheng are really not good, and I don't know how those old and immortal Daheng scholars persisted. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the white stone steps, Chen Baichuan stepped step after step, and a few drops of sweat were already oozing from his forehead. Although he was a martial artist, a serious illness at a young age had depleted his body and turned him into a jar of medicine, and his physical strength was inferior to that of his peers. When facing the enemy, a few surprise attacks are successful, and if you really want to fight, that Qingfeng Sword is enough for him to drink a pot.

Chen Baichuan raised his head, he could see Emperor Heng. On the high platform in the depths of the main hall, a figure wearing a purple gold unicorn robe sat on the white jade emperor's throne. The most powerful man in the world, Emperor Heng Huang Qinghua, is less than 100 meters away from Chen Baichuan.

That position will be replaced. It doesn't matter if it's Chen Guo, Beiman, or even Qingguo. As long as it is replaced, it will be fine.

Bai Qian, who was wearing a dark blue official uniform, walked out of the door of the main hall. Bai Qian's sideburns had already been dyed with frost and snow, but even so, the pair of sword eyebrows and those eagle eyes still made him look like a handsome middle-aged man, with a radiant look. Of course, the premise is not to speak.

Castration is more than just depriving a man of his reproductive organs. Excessive secretion of estrogen will completely transform a man into a sissy. This is the iron law of nature, which Bai Qian cannot resist, and it is the punishment of the gods who may exist for a deformed group like eunuchs. So Bai Qian used his bitter and mean character to take revenge on the world.

Bai Qian is such a handsome person, but his voice is sharp and thin.

"Chen Xiao'er, come in with me."

was called a child, Chen Baichuan was not angry in his heart. Because he was not free, seeing the great contrast between Bai Qian's voice and appearance, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, where would he be angry. Well, if you want to laugh again, you still have to get down to business.

Chen Baichuan clasped his hands into fists and said, "Please also lead the way." The etiquette and salutation of ordinary people made Bai Qian feel better. He would never call himself our family, slave family or anything like that, in his heart, he was still a man. Therefore, he looked at Chen Baichuan's eyes a little gentler.

There are only three people in the huge Tingxuan Hall at this time. The doors and windows on both sides were closed, and the hall was a little dark. The light of the fire in the lamp flickered, and the air became more solemn. In fact, Chen Baichuan was still a little nervous in his heart, this was the first time he had witnessed the demeanor of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.

"Your Majesty, the envoy of the State of Chen has arrived." This is Bai Qian's voice.

Chen Baichuan raised his head, and Emperor Qinghua was in front of him. It was an ordinary old man with gray hair and wrinkles that were about to fold into a mountain, which was completely different from the image of a tyrant that Chen Baichuan had in mind before. Chen Guo has a painting of the saint Yu Hong's "Prince Qinghua Hunting Map", which shows a heroic and youthful young man. Chen Baichuan sighed in his heart, Emperor Qinghua is old. A fifty-year-old person looks like this, and Chen Baichuan somewhat believes in the words of jealousy of talents.

After all, the green silk changed to white hair, and this matter is difficult to complete. The ten-year-old riding archery, the sixteen-year-old invincible Prince Qinghua, is no longer in the world. Chen Baichuan sighed in his heart, and at the same time was glad that his brother was not born in the same era as him. Otherwise, it will be a battle of dragons and tigers.

"Envoy of the Chen State, Chen Baichuan has seen the Holy Martial Saint Might, the Great Heng Qinghua Emperor." Chen Baichuan put away his untimely emotion and bowed his head.

"Look up and see me." Emperor Qinghua's voice was very low, like a blunt knife.

Chen Baichuan raised his head, his expression was neither humble nor humble. The eyes of the king sitting on the high platform suddenly lit up, like a king of the steppe examining the enemy. The light that shot out of Emperor Qinghua's eyes was seen by Chen Baichuan. At the age of twelve, Chen Baili set out for the first time. Slaughtering 100,000 people in the Northern Barbarians, on the first night of the killing, Chen Baichuan saw this kind of light in his eyes. Emperor Qinghua has it, Chen Baichuan will not be surprised, but he didn't expect it to be. Fifty people should be old, and the world belongs to young people.

"You are not afraid of my eyes, very good, worthy of being an iron-blooded son."

"Your Majesty Miaozan."

"You don't seem to be a minister."

"Chen Baichuan is from General Chen Guoda's Mansion."

Twenty or thirty years ago, Daheng was not just a genius. At that time, there were two radiant youths, one was Prince Qinghua and the other was Chen Qianshan, a commoner. Civilians have natural talents, and they have made a name for themselves in the army with their martial arts and strategies, and they have been named Iron Blood.

"Haha, you brothers want my life?"

Baichuan didn't dare to take revenge. But I don't dare to forget. ”

In the first year of Qinghua, General Daheng was ordered to lead 10,000 people to crusade against Qingguo, and then was dismembered and died. Iron Blood Hou's hands were stained with too much blood of the Qingguo people, so the Qingguo people even ate their flesh and blood. A generation of talents, no bones remain.

"You're not afraid of death? I'm getting older, but it's easy to kill you. ”

"Chen Baichuan is from General Chen Guoda's Mansion."

"It's a good General Chen Guoda's mansion, hum." The fire in Emperor Qinghua's eyes was finally extinguished, and the clothes on Chen Baichuan's back were actually soaked with sweat. Whether this old man's martial arts have regressed due to age, he doesn't know. But for people of the same skill, don't think that you can win him head-on. The master has made a move, and the difference is a thousand miles. In the face of the coercion accumulated by Emperor Qinghua over the years, how many people can be at ease? Fortunately, Chen Baichuan's elder brother is one of the few people who can resist that coercion.

In the seventh year of Qinghua, Chen Heng's allied army crusaded against the Northern Barbarians. At that time, the people of the world saw a genius, Chen Guo and Chen Baili. led 30,000 troops, and when Qingguo extended a helping hand to the barbarians, he slaughtered the northern barbarians in the north and Qingren in the south. For a time, the blood flowed into a sea.

Emperor Qinghua personally went out on the expedition and met the twenty-year-old Chen Baili in front of the battle, when he was forty-seven. Chen Baili pulled the knife out of a barbarian, then pointed at him, looking up to the sky and smiling. Insert it in, pull it out, and blood splatters three feet.

Rumors in the rivers and lakes: People slaughter Chen Baili and want to kill the unicorn.

What Emperor Qinghua didn't know was that the Chen brothers never wanted his life. Chen Baichuan knew that what his brother wanted was destruction. Destroy Daheng and smash Emperor Qinghua's most wanted throne into powder. In his brother's revenge, Emperor Qinghua didn't even have to die, he would be locked up in the Chen family's dungeon, with food and drink. But there will be an ugly fat woman who whips him every day with a whip and stares at him and does not let him die.

Chen Baichuan does not have this person in his memory. I heard that the iron-blooded Chen Qianshan was brave and martial arts, and his martial arts were outstanding, but before Chen Baichuan came to this world, Chen Qianshan left this world.

If Chen Baichuan has any regrets about his home, it must be incomplete. He needed his father, he needed it in his past life, and he needed it in this life when he was ridiculed by the grandson of the scholar in the academy. But he didn't, neither in his previous life nor in this life.

So, Huang Qinghua, be destroyed by the Chen family obediently