[The last chapter is two hundred and seven chapters, dizzy! ] By the way, there's another chapter!! 】

Li Shimin also has suffering at the moment, what else can hit people more than knowing this truth?

Originally, it was just a doubt, but when his suspicion became true, he could only regret it. If you pretend you don't know anything, you won't be so miserable and helpless.

The most important thing is that he must endure it. Li Shimin is very forbearing, and he must be forbearing, and now it is a critical period for seizing the throne, if this matter goes out, then everything will be ruined.

"Meng Yifei!" He gritted his teeth and said the name. There is an air of resentment that never dies. Although they were sorry for him at the beginning, he thought that Meng Yifei's revenge was too vicious.

The anger in his heart has burned to Lingzhou.

Later, Li Zhi was really miraculously resurrected, but he fell ill since he was a child. Li Shimin is a good talker, and in front of outsiders, he still looks like he loves his wife. Only Yingluo knows that those days are very painful.

The eldest grandson Wuji knew the truth, but he could only sigh. The man's way of revenge was too ruthless, which not only took revenge on Li Shimin, but also against the eldest grandson Wuji.

Only Yingluo knows that it is not revenge, it is her willingness, she does not regret it, but the child was injured, but she could only endure it and fell into the root of the disease, which is a lifelong disability.

At this moment, Meng Yifei didn't know what happened to him and his son who was outcast. Almost a month has passed since the Battle of Niujiao Mountain, and that place has once again become a cemetery, and new bones have covered the old bones. It has become a pain that Meng Yifei dare not speak.

Later, Yi Fei returned to the Spirit Court, only to learn that the Holy Spirit Army had also died nearly a thousand people. The total population of the Spirit Court is less than 100,000, and these 1,000 people are likely to cause eternal pain to a thousand families!

They started to **, the Tang Dynasty was untrustworthy, and received so many tributes from them every year, but these jackals turned against each other. They demanded that the king of the masses punish them. Knowing that the other party had killed more than them, they had the hope of defeating those Yaoguang troops.

However, how could Meng Yifei punish Yaoguangjun. The casualties of the Yaoguang Army were even more heartache for him. Niu Chuang, the division commander of the Heavy Shield Division, even died under this explosion.

The Yaoguang Army was founded by him, and when it comes to it, it is more intimate than the Holy Spirit Army. The Holy Spirit Army is a sword mantis organization, but the Yaoguang Army is carefully built by him Meng Yifei.

Meng Yifei, whose heart hurt beyond measure, didn't pay attention to the opinions of those Loulan Xiangxiong people at all, and after a few days of decadence, he took care of a few children with Xuan'er and them.

The children are very cute, and each has the characteristics of Meng Yifei. Xiangxiang inherited Meng Yifei's medical skills, and has a sensitive reaction to medicinal herbs since she was a child.

Xiao Qi probably inherited the intelligence, he was born with open eyes, and he has a star mark on his forehead. Xiao Sang and Xiao Zi inherited Meng Yifei's powerful soul ability.

Whenever Meng Yifei fell into the remorse of Niujiaoshan, as soon as he saw these children, he regained his courage.

After this way, it was January, and because Meng Yifei did not give a reasonable explanation to the people of the Spirit Court, the people of Gu Xiangxiong and Gu Loulan began to have the intention of resisting.

"Your Majesty, that incident has passed, it has happened, and I think it is still necessary to give an explanation to the people." It was the second breath that spoke, and she also understood Meng Yifei's pain, but that was the only best solution. Otherwise, I am afraid that what I will suffer now is the destruction of the Spirit Court.

Meng Yifei's dedication to the Spirit Court is only known to them.

After hearing this, Yifei hesitated slightly. It's not that he doesn't want to explain, it's just that he doesn't know how to deal with the people whose families have been ruined by himself.

And at this moment, outside the royal court, a group of black-robed people came to meet him. As if they were missionaries from another country, they wore black hoods and passed from the ancient Zhangxiong district to the Guloulan district, and finally, towards the royal court.

There were six people, and the leader was the shortest, but he was at the front, and his status was certainly not ordinary.

These black-cloaked people naturally attracted people's attention, and some even followed them to the other side of the Wangting Canal. I saw that they stepped on the stone arch bridge without hesitation, and the royal court was opposite.

"Who are they? Walked in with such a swagger? Perhaps, this is the common idea of every onlooker, you know, since the royal court was built, a conventional rule has been formed, ordinary people, can not cross this canal.

These people don't show their true faces, and they look a little mysterious. Of course, this is in the eyes of those Loulan people, and in the eyes of the royal court guards, they are just suspicious.

"Stop, there is the royal court in front of you, and you can't enter." The guards of the royal court were proficient in Chinese, of course, this is not important, the important thing is that after listening to the guards' words, those men in black finally reacted.

I saw the cloak man at the head whisper to the guard, "Tell your king, and say, 'The old man asks to see.'" ”

What kind of old people ask to see, those guards have long been accustomed to hearing this kind of words, but just when he was about to refuse, he suddenly saw the eyes of the man behind the leader, and then nodded solemnly: "Wait a minute!" After saying that, he immediately put down his gun and ran towards the palace inside.

The other guard was blind, looking at the group of black-robed people incredulously. The man in the lead turned his head to look at him and nodded at him.

"This place is a miracle, I love it." After the man at the head finished speaking, the tallest and largest person behind him said.

"Please be merciful."

"Don't worry, this king will." After speaking, he smiled secretly, "I'm not used to the word this king!" ”

At this moment, on the top of the main hall, Meng Yifei was in the second breath and they were discussing the development and construction direction of the Spirit Court in the future. After this incident, they found that the public was too vulnerable and they had to be strong or they would have to be beaten passively. Explosives, on the other hand, are the capital they can rely on.

"More than 5,000 barrels of explosives have been stored in the underground glacier, and with them, at least the Tang Dynasty and the Turks will not dare to commit it again." The second report is that since the Battle of Oxhorn Mountain, they have learned about the horrific use of explosives in military affairs. So under Meng Yifei's order, they gathered all the barrels of explosives and prepared to make fortifications.

Yifei is satisfied, although explosives are his pain, because these explosives have caused him to lose a lot of soldiers, but it is also the only weapon he can use to protect his homeland.

"Then let's talk about the bereavement pension, I ......"

And just then, a guard ran in.

"Tell the king, outside the royal court, there are people who ask to see you." Yi Fei wanted to talk about how to care for the families of the deceased, but suddenly heard the words of the guards, and their conversation stopped.

"Who's coming?" Yifei asked, at this time, who will come to him?

"They are a group of men dressed in black cloaks, and they say that they are your old friends of the king."

"This king's old friend?" When Yifei heard this word, he immediately became alert, his old friend, he is the king of the public, what old friend will he have? Meng Yifei has many identities, but only the identity of the king of the public has no friends.

Because he doesn't cross paths with anyone who doesn't matter.

"What are the characteristics of the comer?" Yifei asked again.

"Features." The guard thought about it carefully, and then he exclaimed, "I, I saw a man who looked like the former secretary of war. ”

"Former Secretary of War?" Meng Yifei was stunned, the former Secretary of Military Affairs was Anda. Not only Meng Yifei, but they were also excited in the second breath.

Old friend, if you want to say that Meng Yifei really has any old friends, Anda must count.

"Quick, call them in." Meng Yifei was excited, Anda, if it was really Anda, "No, I'll go and greet you in person." Meng Yifei didn't bother to wait, so he stepped off the throne directly and began to rush outside the royal court.

In the second breath, they also put down the things in their hands and hurriedly followed, Anda is their boss, and the boss is back, so he naturally has to greet him in person.

When Meng Yi flew out of the main hall, not far away, he saw the black-robed people standing outside the royal court waiting. Yifei strode forward, but after a long time, he arrived at the gate of the royal court.

At this time, the people of Loulan across the river finally shouted.

(It's the king, it's the king who has come out.) ）”

(Did the king come out for the sake of my son, who died in battle?) ）”

"Yes, it's time for the king to give us an explanation." Many people asked Meng Yifei to give an explanation, so when they saw their king come out, they were extremely excited.

However, at this moment, Meng Yifei's mind was not on those things at all. When he came to the black-cloaked men, he was ecstatic and ready to greet his long-lost friend.

However, just when Meng Yifei was less than five meters away from them, the man led by him slowly uncovered the cloak on his head. When his face completely appeared in front of Meng Yifei's eyes.

In an instant, Meng Yifei's whole person froze in place. It wasn't just him, everyone stopped when the cloaks were all opened.

The leader was a boy who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a pair of clear and transparent pupils, a youthful countenance, and a familiar face. Meng Yifei looked at him dumbfounded, and he couldn't speak for a while.

At that moment, the entire royal court quieted down, and no one broke this peace, for a long time, the man who was the leader bent the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

"Master, no, brother-in-law, long time no see."

"Zi, Zi, Ziyao?" Meng Yifei was stupid, Ziyao, the young man who was the leader, turned out to be his only apprentice, Xue Ziyao. The one who was taken in by himself, the one who begged him to teach him medical skills, the one who was the peerless and incomparable apprentice, Xue Ziyao. Didn't he follow the medicine king Sun Simiao to study medicine?

"Sanxinzi, Anda?" Meng Yifei immediately saw the two people behind Ziyao, and now when these two people looked at Meng Yifei, they did not have the previous affinity, but looked at him ruthlessly, and there was even a hostility in their eyes.

"Brother?" Suddenly, there was a voice from behind him, and Meng Yifei looked back sharply, it was really Xuan'er, Lechuan, and Linglong who rushed over.

When Lechuan heard that Anda was back, she immediately drove out of Yixuan Palace, and in her heart, Anda was as close as her eldest brother.

And when Lethe called out Adi. To Ziyao's left, a man with blood-stained tear marks in the corners of his eyes stepped forward. He has an arrogant face, short hair and flat head, and looks a little similar to Lechuan. I saw him step out and smile faintly at Lechuan, this smile, Meng Yifei didn't feel any emotion.

"My sister, I haven't forgotten your little brother!"

He is Sangtian, the Sangtian who has been looking for several years. Now that we meet again, I am completely unmoved.

Ziyao, Anda, Sanxinzi, Sangtian, and two more people behind.

"Oh, let me introduce you to this, this is the future emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Xuanba!"

"What?" Meng Yifei frowned tightly and looked at the man pointed at by Ziyao's left hand, his face was unusually familiar. I saw him shake his cloak, stepped forward, and glanced at Meng Yifei.

"Your life is really big, the soul under the knife, do you remember my existence?" The man stepped forward, his cloak fluttering, and in Meng Yifei's panicked eyes, he saw the word 'eight' that he would never forget.

"The eighth prodigy fairy, it turned out to be you?" Linglong was shocked, and it was incomparably shocked. The eighth prodigy fairy turned out to be Li Xuanba, the Li Xuanba who should have died a long time ago. The real third son of Datang, Li Xuanba!

"Senior sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, why, you have also become this useless woman?" , Li Xuanba, the third prince of the Tang Dynasty who was supposed to be dead. Now that I think about it, I know that this is a conspiracy that has been brewing for a long time.

Meng Yifei suddenly felt that something was extremely wrong. But that Ziyao looked at Yifei with a faint smile, and never looked away.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the last person, who looked to be in his forties, some tall and some old.

"He is the founding hero of this king, the second of the original ten horsemen, Zhenda."

"Buzzing ......" Meng Yifei only felt that his brain was a little insufficient, and Lechuan took two steps back.

Sangtian, Zhenda, he has been looking for these two men for nearly ten years, and now, they have finally met, why, why is there no such intimacy?

At this moment, everyone present held their breath, and Meng Yifei was even more shocked. Outside the royal court, the people could not hear their conversation, but they could understand that something terrible had definitely happened. There are more and more onlookers.

"Da, da, da......" Ziyao walked towards Meng Yifei step by step, he was not as tall as Yifei, but he already had the momentum that a man with a city should have.

Finally, he stood in front of Yi Fei and looked up at the man who was his former master and now his brother-in-law.

"Brother-in-law, thank you for re-establishing the kingdom for my Haogra family, now, it's time to return to me what you borrowed from this king, right?"

"What?" Yifei was stunned for a moment, however, before he could react, a hand was inserted directly into his forehead, as if it had been inserted into the quagmire, there was no blood, no wound, but Meng Yifei cried out as if he was alive or dead.

"Ahh , Yifei was extremely painful, and felt as if his whole head had been torn apart. Xue Ziyao actually melted his hand into Meng Yifei's head, and he wanted to dig out the forehead ornament from Yifei's head.

"Stop." The mantis lifted the bone knife, became angry, flew up, fell from the sky, and with a bang, the whole earth began to burst. However, after falling, he failed to hurt Ziyao, and a man with an evil spirit rushed in front of him, he was Lechuan's younger brother, Sang Tian.

"Knife mantis, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your personality is still hot!" Sang Tian has an eye of blood and tears in his left eye, and he is also one of the ten horsemen in the past, and he is very strong.

However, the sword mantis was not afraid, and raised the knife again: "I don't know what you want to do, but if you dare to hurt the king, I will abolish you." ”

This time, he moved the real character, and on the bone knife, there was a domineering aura, and he wanted to open a bloody path from Sangtian.

At the same time, on the other side, the second breath is fighting against Sanxinzi. The two sisters who were once the best are now turning against each other, each for their own master, and have become enemies.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" The second breath said to Sanxinzi that she didn't want to do it, and among the ten rides, she was the closest to Sanxinzi, and usually loved her as her sister. But Sanxinzi didn't listen to the words of the second breath at all, and countless thorns grew under his feet, spreading, and a wooden sword suddenly appeared in his hand, pointing directly at the second breath. Finally, the two sisters had no old feelings to reminisce about, so they could only do it.

On the other hand, Yuan Meng and Bilong fought together against Anda, who was once their leader, but now, they are fighting to the death.

"Anda, give us an explanation? Aren't you the king's favorite? "It was Anda who decided to support Meng Yifei at the beginning, so the ten horsemen returned to obedience. Now that Anda has surrendered to the little prince of Loulan, how can they admit it.

"This time, I'm here to destroy him." After Anda said coldly, the left and right fists sacrificed the supreme magic skill, and at the same time he wanted to compete with Yuan Meng and Bilong.

Han Ghost on the side was looking for an opportunity to rescue Meng Yifei, but unexpectedly, a domineering man killed him directly. When I looked up, it was the third prince of the Tang Dynasty who should have died, Li Xuanba.

"Those who deserve to die should go to the underworld."

"Hahahaha, the underworld, it's for you. Life is approaching, let the emperor give you a ride. ”

These two do not intersect, but they are rivals.

At this moment, Meng Yifei seemed to have lost his strength, and he no longer screamed, or rather, he no longer had the strength to scream. As the forehead ornament was slowly removed, he felt that his life was passing, but he had no ability to resist at all.

"Let go of Xianggong." Seeing that Yifei was in great pain, Lechuan suddenly held the cold ice sword in his palm and killed Ziyao, who was taking the forehead ornament. The sword was swung with a monstrous chill and no mercy. However, the other Ice Sword intercepted halfway, and it was the old Zhenda.

"Get out of the way." Lechuan no longer has the slightest emotion for this person at the moment, only anger. Whoever stands in her way will be killed.

However, Na Zhenda remained motionless, and the ice sword in his hand transported the ultimate sword move, dissolving all the attacks of Lethe.

"I'm sorry, each for his own master, I can't let it." He shook away Lethe's sword and spat out a faint sentence.

In the blink of an eye, there were five battles inside the royal court, and the people watching the battle on the other side were moved, and the royal court was about to be in chaos. (To be continued.) )