The sudden lack of confidence made the King of Chu suddenly angry. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is Mi Kuo, the king who sits on the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains of the Chu State, the overlord of the princes who coerce the Son of Heaven, and one of the eighteen views in the world. No matter what kind of identity it is, it is not enough to make the King of Chu unconfident. What's more, he has been extremely proud and confident since the day he became sensible.

Otherwise, he would not still be an unknown son, so he persuaded his uncle and others to lay out the overall situation that no one saw through. will not be confident that it is still far from the throne of Chu, and he will begin to plan the future of Chu after he ascends the throne.

Because of his self-confidence, Mi Kuo undoubtedly believes that he will become a greater monarch than King Chuzhuang.

It was just at that moment that when he saw Lin Shi's frivolous smile and thought of the mysterious Dao Gate from the other party, King Chu did not have the confidence to come all the time. Therefore, the current King of Chu was extremely angry, and his consciousness was like a flood that broke the embankment, frantically invading into the big array.

Lin Shi's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the bathing divine robe disappeared, and the Dao robe full of patches was restored. It's just that his face is as pale as snow, still with frivolity and ridicule, without any fear or fear.

The divine light gradually calmed down, and the great array of dimming engraved in the void of the bear. The king of Chu, with the appearance of a victor, was about to descend to the top of the altar again.

Xue Baiying and the saint in the distance were relieved, letting go of the deep worries in their hearts, but the uneasiness was still there.

"What else does he have behind," Xue Baiying muttered to herself.

As a powerhouse in the Divine Realm, all feelings come from the heart, just like the uneasiness in the heart.

The saint was silent and could not answer, the Temple of the Moon had been away from the state religion for hundreds of years. Many things have long been unknown, and there is no right to know. However, the saint still didn't believe that that Daomen disciple had any backhand, whether he was a Daomen disciple or the orthodoxy of the state religion, it was impossible.

In the eyes of the world, the state religion fell apart, and the former important treasure of the state religion was carved up. Although the Daomen is mysterious, it has disappeared without a trace for thousands of years, even if the state religion suffers such a catastrophe. The Daomen did not help, and it was obvious that a thousand years were still surviving. All the attention existed, and Lin Shi did not have any hope.

It's just that many people don't understand why Lin Shi doesn't have any fear and trepidation.

In Chaoyang Palace, Gongsun Long is also watching this event that can record history.

"After all, the difference in strength is too great, even if that Dao Sect disciple still has any heavy treasures, it can't make up for the gap between him and the King of Chu," Gongsun Long sighed.

Even if there is any change in this conspiracy, it will not be able to make up for the gap between the two sides, and that is the number between the sacred.

Lu Qikun was very calm holding on to the palace gate, and his emotions did not fluctuate, just staring closely at the place where the impure and sacred shrouded him was. Naturally, the relationship between strength and strength cannot be seen clearly, but Gongsun Long's notification on the side also let Lu Qikun know what to do.

"She's very sad," Lu Qikun said subconsciously, and then looked stunned, as if he had a memory about to break through the ground.

Gongsun Long puzzled "her"

Lu Qikun was silent and did not answer, looking down and thinking about what he had just said, he couldn't remember who she was in his mouth.

Gongsun Long asked, "You're not worried"

He knew that Lu Qikun and Lin Shi must have a relationship, and he could guess it from the Taoist temple where he lived.

"I believe in him," Lu Qikun smiled.

In the Lu family's mansion in Yingdu, Lu Qiye and Kang Liu stood in the front yard, and they looked in the direction of the altar in Dongcheng. Lu Qiye will always be a gentleman, even if such a big thing happens in Yingdu, he will remain calm and have no reaction.

"He's dead," Kang Liu said silently.

In Kang Liu's mouth, he naturally refers to Huayang, and is praised by the world as Huayang, which is more dazzling than Yaoyang.

He thought back to that day 20 years ago, and remembered Huayang, one of the 170 talents, standing out like a brilliant sun, making it impossible to look directly and ignore it. When he was rampant in the three northern counties, Kang Liu had heard Huayang's name, and he clearly knew the other party's outstanding and reputation. Then there was the Void Divine Road of the Bear, and he broke through the hole overnight to know his fate, and challenged him under the gaze of countless people.

Defeated in one move, this is what Kang Liu never expected, and it is also the most humiliating and unwilling day.

It was also after that day that Kang Liu cultivated hard with Huayang as the goal, wanting to smash that high mountain. It's just that when Huayang stepped into the sacred and became a sunny scene, he was still stuck in the years of knowing his fate.

And now that he's dead, the mountain has turned to rubble, leaving Kang Ryu without his purpose.

Lu Qiye sighed silently, "The setting of a sun does not mean that he disappears."

Kang Liu knew that this was what Lu Qiye said to himself, but he was dead, even if I stepped into the sacred, what was the use, and in the end, I only sighed and grew old.

Lu Qiye comforted, "Go down and rest"

Kang Liu saluted and left the front yard, his back was still firm, but he was slightly bent. The appearance of the morning sun is also like dusk in an instant, very tired and desolate.

Lu Qiye shook his head and looked back at Dongcheng, now he was more concerned about the situation of Xiongzhi's weakness.

"Daomen disciple, what other means do you have?"

In the old house of the Lu family in X County, the small courtyard of the old man of the Lu family.

Old man Lu played chess with an old man with white hair and white beard, but there were only dozens of black and white pieces on the chessboard, but it gave people a hideous and fierce feeling.

"Yan Hui, what do you Confucians want to do" Old Man Lu fell white, as if a vicious beast was rushing towards him.

He asked about Lu Qiyun's matter, since this foreign descendant of the Lu family would unexpectedly stand out, upsetting the balance of X County for a hundred years. And the old man in front of him is Yan Hui, one of the three sages of Confucianism still alive in this world, and Lu Qiyun's teacher.

Yan Hui smiled, and the fierce beast disappeared in an instant, and then said slowly, "I want to try, can I pry the rotten Lu family"

"The consequences are very serious," Old Man Lu's eyes were like swords.

Yan Hui smiled and didn't care about the other party's gaze and responded, "It won't be good if you try"

Old Man Lu was just about to say something, and his face changed dramatically in an instant, staring at the north. Yan Hui, the saint who was also in the ancient well, also lost his calm and looked at the north in an instant.

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Lin Shi watched the King of Chu ascend to the top of the altar, and watched the King of Chu slowly coming, his smile becoming more and more frivolous.

Similarly, the king of Chu is also becoming more and more uneasy, and the lack of self-confidence cannot be eliminated, but there is no reason to allow the king of Chu to retreat, and the thirty-year layout has cost countless costs, in exchange for the final victory.

It's just that when Lin Shi let go of the peachwood sword, and something like an extremely wooden stick appeared, holding it tightly in the other party's hand, King Chu's face suddenly changed greatly, and infinite fear arose in his heart.

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