When the actor said this, he looked quite annoyed, annoyed, and even resentful.

In retrospect, their good deeds were destroyed by the Western Chu Martial Ancestor several times, such as the ghost who killed the Demon Suppression Well in the first place, which was interfered with by the Western Chu Martial Ancestor.

But now that I think about it, it can be regarded as Saion's loss of horse, and I don't know the blessing and the curse.

The ghost in the Demon Suppression Well was not killed at the beginning, but now the Shenwu Emperor of Great Qin and the nine-thousand-year-old Wei Mink have colluded with the ghost in the Demon Suppression Well.

If these things can be proved to the Chenyue Heavenly Sect, the alliance between the Chenyue Heavenly Sect and Great Qin will definitely fall apart, and even Great Qin will turn against Chenyue Heavenly Sect.

This is undoubtedly a good opportunity to subvert and destroy the Great Qin Dynasty.

But now thinking about those things about the Western Chu Wuzu, Ku Zi and Xi Zi are even more sure that Chu Hou Ji Yu is the ghost in the demon suppression well.

Because there is only that ghost, it is worth doing this for Western Chu Wuzu, and even at the expense of blocking the Earth Spirit Secret Realm, making such a big move.

If someone forces you to become a turtle in a tortoise shell, it is estimated that you will meet that person's most feared mortal enemy, and you will also exert great strength to help that person's mortal enemy.

The enemy of the enemy is the friend, and the sworn enemy of the enemy is the best friend.

Thinking of these things, Kuzi and Xizi stepped over the huge stone statue, and those feelings in their hearts suddenly disappeared, as if they had never happened.

These two peerless fairy realm masters of the Donghua Continent, the Hou Han turned their hands into clouds and covered their hands into rain, and they could kill tens of millions of people in an instant.

Han Sui and these Xiliang people looked at the expressions of these two people, and they all had the illusion that the gods were familiar with each other, and they became more and more respectful to these two people, thinking: Since it is the acquaintance of the ancestral god, after seeing the statue of the ancestral god, I should protect my Xiliang even more.

Lu Wenhou looked at the huge stone statue, he didn't feel anything, all he wanted was to kill Ji Yu.

It was Zuo Ci Dao Chang, as if he felt something, and sighed.

General Zhao Ying, I don't know why.

As for Liu Xuan, he stayed by the side of the cook and the play, well-behaved and respectful like a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

After a few people stopped, after many more.

After a few people move on, after many people move on.

They finally rounded the mountain road and came to the stone statue named "Kill" in front of them.

The stone statue of the god called "Kill" is very huge, but it is also carved very hideously and ugly, it really does not look like a god who guards the world, and it is very appropriate to say that it is a demon god.

The funerals and succession ceremonies of the Xiliang people were cumbersome and cumbersome.

Originally, Kuzi and Xizi disdained to follow these, but just now in front of the stone statue of the god called "Kill", that strange feeling made them have to abide by the cumbersome customs of the Xiliang people.

Because he wanted to take a serious look at whether his delusion was real.

When Feng Teng was buried, many people cried.

Not only the people of Xiliang cried, not only Feng Chao, his own son, cried, but even some Sha Cheng generals such as Wei Yan and Huang Zhong also cried.

Han Sui didn't cry because he had already cried that day.

At this time, he was already a figure standing at the top of Xiliang's power, how could he show his vulnerable side to the people under his feet?

His eyes were just red, and he remembered a lot of the past.

There are many beautiful memories of him riding side by side with General Feng Teng and riding horses together.

And these beautiful things, with the departure of General Feng Teng, have become not very beautiful, and even a little sad.

Kuzi and Xizi have no expressions, and the death of the mole ant will never affect the goshawk flying high above the sky.

They looked at the full joy and sorrow indifferently, and their faces were expressionless, like two cold and hard stones.

The joys and sorrows of human beings do not understand, but if they can be connected, they are sages.

There are very few sages in the Donghua Continent.

Throughout the ages, even today's Shenwu did not dare to call themselves saints.

And only the one who proposes to teach without class and walk the world is qualified to be called the great sage of the world.

The cook and the drama had great respect for the sage, and when they thought about these things, their faces were also in awe.

These Xiliang people and Later Han people naturally didn't understand what was going on, but they just regarded the two gods as having great respect for their colleagues and being respected by the folk mortals.

Feng Teng was finally buried, and the sad songs were everywhere, and countless hot tears fell into the cold mud and gradually dissipated, just like the hot life of this great general who guarded Xiliang and made countless contributions to Xiliang people for generations.

Countless people knelt on the ground, their faces showing unprecedented grief.

The sorrow is over, and the tears are dry!

On the altar in front of the huge stone statue of the god called "Kill", many trivial items were visited, and there were many tributes, and there were no vegetarian food, only a lot of roasted meat of wild beasts, which were piled up into a small mountain.

Because this beast called "Killing" likes to eat people, and it eats thousands of people at a time, and it is very greedy.

Therefore, the tribute of the Xiliang people must be enough to appear pious.

Kuzi and Xizi felt very bored, so they couldn't help but sit cross-legged, and began to close their eyes and recuperate.

At this moment, Han Sui slowly walked towards the sacrificial platform from the avenue that millions of Xiliang people had given up side by side.

His expression was reverent and focused.

He is about to accept the hilt of power, sit on the throne of power, and then inherit some necessary responsibilities and obligations.

Although these responsibilities are as heavy as a mountain, he does not hesitate.

Feng Chao was faintly angry and unwilling, some things that should belong to him, why did his father give them to others, he couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't help but think about it, and he had a lot of resentment because of it.

Just in the back mountain of Xiliang Prefecture, when such a big event happened.

In the main hall of the Longxi County Guard's Mansion, Chu Hou Ji Yu also received a letter from Chang'an.

At this time, there were many people sitting in the main hall.

In addition to Fu Bang, Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, Fan Kuan, Bai Wuchang, Guo Jia and others, there are also Sun Zheng and Zhou Jin from Jiangdong.

To be precise, it should be the nine-thousand-year-old Wei Mink from Daqin in the Donghua Continent, and the great emperor who led Daqin to sweep through Longxingyuan, Shenwu Xiao Zheng.

Zhou Jin had already told Xiao Zheng and Ji Yu about Kuzi and Xiazi taking Liu Xuan away, but neither of them had any expressions, not even a trace of shock.

Of course, Ji Yu at this time was probably the ghost in the demon suppression well, but he was still too weak, like an ant, so Wei Mink didn't care about his attitude.

But Wei Mink cared about Xiao Zheng's attitude.

His master was so calm, as if these things were insignificant and new.

"What's the matter?" asked everyone present in unison.

Except for the nine-thousand-year-old Wei Mink, he is not a person who likes to talk very much, and people who are slaves generally cater to their masters, and they are not very good at catering to people other than their masters.

And in addition to catering to the master, those who are slaves rarely talk and chat.

Ji Yu looked at the letter, was silent for a long time, and said: "That filial son in Chang'an City, I don't know why, suddenly took his cronies out of Chang'an City, it's not a big deal. ”

Fu Bang, Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, Fan Kuan, Bai Wuchang, Guo Jia and others were stunned, thinking: This son of heaven is really restless, and every critical moment always makes some moths come out, just like a naturally naïve troublemaker.

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