King of Southern Chu!?

Just when Jiang Yuanyuan called out that title.

Just when the mountain cry of the people rang in their ears.

Seeing the old man on the chariot, Yinghuyue's pupils shrank.

This old man who was carried up the mountain while sitting on the chariot was Jiang Yuanyuan's father, the real owner of the land of Nanchu.

King of Southern Chu, Jiang Liang.

No one expected that the King of Southern Chu, who was already unable to move, would actually appear in this place at this moment.

The sharp-eyed immortal officials had all knelt down, and the people of Nanchu were all lying down even if they were too late, and people from other countries reacted more slowly, but no one dared to stand.

It's just because now, it's in the land of Southern Chu.

Even though it seems that half of his body has been buried in the ground, he is still the master of the entire Nanchu.

On the high platform, Ji Jiashu knelt on one knee, and Ying Baoyue then crouched down, blocking her feet, it was impossible for her to kneel to Jiang Liang. Li Ji and Zhao Guangxing next to him were half-courtesy.

The tallest in the field was probably only Ji Mo, and he only bowed slightly when he looked at the old man who was slowly coming in the distance.

In the dead silence, Ying Baoyue quietly raised her head and looked at the person not far away.

Because everyone was short, the huge chariot not far away was even more conspicuous.

The old man sitting on the chariot was obviously older than he had been ten years ago, but not much better than he had been ten years ago.

Compared with the young and capable kings of Eastern Wu, this king of Southern Chu has always been an image of being addicted to wine and being old and decrepit.

However, now that Soochow has changed for two generations, the old man who is almost sixty this year has been staying in this position.

(Later anti-theft)

King of Southern Chu!?

Just when Jiang Yuanyuan called out that title.

Just when the mountain cry of the people rang in their ears.

Seeing the old man on the chariot, Yinghuyue's pupils shrank.

This old man who was carried up the mountain while sitting on the chariot was Jiang Yuanyuan's father, the real owner of the land of Nanchu.

King of Southern Chu, Jiang Liang.

No one expected that the King of Southern Chu, who was already unable to move, would actually appear in this place at this moment.

The sharp-eyed immortal officials had all knelt down, and the people of Nanchu were all lying down even if they were too late, and people from other countries reacted more slowly, but no one dared to stand.

It's just because now, it's in the land of Southern Chu.

Even though it seems that half of his body has been buried in the ground, he is still the master of the entire Nanchu.

On the high platform, Ji Jiashu knelt on one knee, and Ying Baoyue then crouched down, blocking her feet, it was impossible for her to kneel to Jiang Liang. Li Ji and Zhao Guangxing next to him were half-courtesy.

The tallest in the field was probably only Ji Mo, and he only bowed slightly when he looked at the old man who was slowly coming in the distance.

In the dead silence, Ying Baoyue quietly raised her head and looked at the person not far away. King of Southern Chu!?

Just when Jiang Yuanyuan called out that title.

Just when the mountain cry of the people rang in their ears.

Seeing the old man on the chariot, Yinghuyue's pupils shrank.

This old man who was carried up the mountain while sitting on the chariot was Jiang Yuanyuan's father, the real owner of the land of Nanchu.

King of Southern Chu, Jiang Liang.

No one expected that the King of Southern Chu, who was already unable to move, would actually appear in this place at this moment.

The sharp-eyed immortal officials had all knelt down, and the people of Nanchu were all lying down even if they were too late, and people from other countries reacted more slowly, but no one dared to stand.

It's just because now, it's in the land of Southern Chu.

Even though it seems that half of his body has been buried in the ground, he is still the master of the entire Nanchu.

On the high platform, Ji Jiashu knelt on one knee, and Ying Baoyue then crouched down, blocking her feet, it was impossible for her to kneel to Jiang Liang. Li Ji and Zhao Guangxing next to him were half-courtesy. boundless

The tallest in the field was probably only Ji Mo, and he only bowed slightly when he looked at the old man who was slowly coming in the distance.

In the dead silence, Ying Baoyue quietly raised her head and looked at the person not far away.

Because everyone was short, the huge chariot not far away was even more conspicuous. King of Southern Chu!?

Just when Jiang Yuanyuan called out that title.

Just when the mountain cry of the people rang in their ears.

Seeing the old man on the chariot, Yinghuyue's pupils shrank.

This old man who was carried up the mountain while sitting on the chariot was Jiang Yuanyuan's father, the real owner of the land of Nanchu.

King of Southern Chu, Jiang Liang.

No one expected that the King of Southern Chu, who was already unable to move, would actually appear in this place at this moment.

The sharp-eyed immortal officials had all knelt down, and the people of Nanchu were all lying down even if they were too late, and people from other countries reacted more slowly, but no one dared to stand.

It's just because now, it's in the land of Southern Chu.

Even though it seems that half of his body has been buried in the ground, he is still the master of the entire Nanchu.

On the high platform, Ji Jiashu knelt on one knee, and Ying Baoyue then crouched down, blocking her feet, it was impossible for her to kneel to Jiang Liang. Li Ji and Zhao Guangxing next to him were half-courtesy.

The tallest in the field was probably only Ji Mo, and he only bowed slightly when he looked at the old man who was slowly coming in the distance.

In the dead silence, Ying Baoyue quietly raised her head and looked at the person not far away.

Because everyone was short, the huge chariot not far away was even more conspicuous.

The old man sitting on the chariot was obviously older than he had been ten years ago, but not much better than he had been ten years ago. King of Southern Chu!?

Just when Jiang Yuanyuan called out that title.

Just when the mountain cry of the people rang in their ears.

Seeing the old man on the chariot, Yinghuyue's pupils shrank.

This old man who was carried up the mountain while sitting on the chariot was Jiang Yuanyuan's father, the real owner of the land of Nanchu.

King of Southern Chu, Jiang Liang.

No one expected that the King of Southern Chu, who was already unable to move, would actually appear in this place at this moment.

The sharp-eyed immortal officials had all knelt down, and the people of Nanchu were all lying down even if they were too late, and people from other countries reacted more slowly, but no one dared to stand.

It's just because now, it's in the land of Southern Chu.

Even though it seems that half of his body has been buried in the ground, he is still the master of the entire Nanchu.

On the high platform, Ji Jiashu knelt on one knee, and Ying Baoyue then crouched down, blocking her feet, it was impossible for her to kneel to Jiang Liang. Li Ji and Zhao Guangxing next to him were half-courtesy.

The tallest in the field was probably only Ji Mo, and he only bowed slightly when he looked at the old man who was slowly coming in the distance.

In the dead silence, Ying Baoyue quietly raised her head and looked at the person not far away.

Because everyone was short, the huge chariot not far away was even more conspicuous.

The old man sitting on the chariot was obviously older than he had been ten years ago, but not much better than he had been ten years ago.

Compared with the young and capable kings of Eastern Wu, this king of Southern Chu has always been an image of being addicted to wine and being old and decrepit.

However, now that Soochow has changed for two generations, the old man who is almost sixty this year has been staying in this position.

Compared with the young and capable kings of Eastern Wu, this king of Southern Chu has always been an image of being addicted to wine and being old and decrepit.

However, now that Soochow has changed for two generations, the old man who is almost sixty this year has been staying in this position.

The old man sitting on the chariot was obviously older than he had been ten years ago, but not much better than he had been ten years ago.

Compared with the young and capable kings of Eastern Wu, this king of Southern Chu has always been an image of being addicted to wine and being old and decrepit.

However, now that Soochow has changed for two generations, the old man who is almost sixty this year has been staying in this position.

Because everyone was short, the huge chariot not far away was even more conspicuous.

The old man sitting on the chariot was obviously older than he had been ten years ago, but not much better than he had been ten years ago.

Compared with the young and capable kings of Eastern Wu, this king of Southern Chu has always been an image of being addicted to wine and being old and decrepit.

However, now that Soochow has changed for two generations, the old man who is almost sixty this year has been staying in this position.