"People?"

King Feng frowned slightly.

He thought that Han Weigong would talk about the national fortune, military situation, ground fortune, hidden dragon, martial arts sect, etc., but he didn't expect that he suddenly mentioned the people.

"I've lived in Fengdu for forty-three years......."

Han Weigong walked to King Feng's side, held on to the railing, and said lightly:

"Sanniang from Qianjie often sends some food to Qin Tianjian, she likes to sing songs, but the singing is a little ugly, I never like to listen to it....... Niu Er is a ruffian but the most filial to the old lady, in order to treat the old lady, sold himself into slavery, a tall man, all day low and small.......

Mrs. Li has lived for more than 60 years, full of children and grandchildren, and loves to talk about gossip the most, although her mouth is broken, she is a good person to get along with........ Zhang Dayong, who had been a soldier for a few years, came back because of a broken leg, worked diligently all his life, married a daughter-in-law at forty, and added a big fat boy last year......

Zhao Da, who sells steamed buns, travels every day to support his family, and also loves to send a few steamed buns to his neighbors in need.......

They don't have any skills, they don't have martial arts, and some don't even have a skill, but they still try to live......"

King Feng listened quietly.

He had never been exposed to any of this, and even if he was an unpleasant prince decades ago, he was a big man who was unattainable for ordinary people.

In the past, when I traveled to the states, I never had contact with the real people.

Listen, he found it interesting.

Han Weigong's expression was filled with a hint of sadness.

With the Hope Qi Technique, he has seen far more death than anyone else in the world, and he has seen too many terrible calamities.

However, seeing too much does not mean numbness.

For more than two years, when he really saw the long street coming and going, and everyone was killed, he was still touched in his heart.

There are traces of people's luck to follow, just like the trajectory of the sun and the moon, and the changes of the stars, but it can be seen, but it is not possible to change the luck by plucking his fingers, he can deduce the fortune of the country, but he cannot change the death of millions of people out of thin air.

Han Weigong turned to look at King Feng, calmly a little indifferent:

"They, too, are living people, have you ever asked their opinions......

"Han Taste Palace."

King Feng shook his head slightly, his expression was a little cold:

"What do you want to say?"

"Everyone is angry, gathering is lucky, the national fortune is the gathering of thousands of people, and the turbulence of the national fortune is closely related to everyone.......

Han Weigong suddenly raised his head, and his eyes lit up like stars:

"I would like to ask the king, did you ask them before you did with their lives? They, willingly or not! ”

There seems to be a violent wind on the observation deck, and the huge royal city seems to have an aftermath.

Under the viewing platform, I don't know how many soldiers came in a hurry, but they were blocked by Yutian.

Whew~~~

In the wind, King Feng hunted in rags, and looked at the Han Taste Palace, which was close at hand, and his face suddenly became gloomy:

"Are you questioning the widow?!"

The breath dropped suddenly, and Han Weigong regained his composure: "Even if it's it." ”

"Then I'll tell you!"

King Feng's shirt was raised, and his eyes seemed to be lit up, but his voice was extremely indifferent:

"The wishes of the weak are never cared about, whether it is in Dafeng, Golden Wolf Country, Dayan, or several other countries, whether it is now or in the past, it is ......."

"Tens of thousands of people in Dafeng, I asked them one by one, can you do it?"

In the end, Feng Wang's tone calmed down:

"Han Qing, why not sacrifice for a moment in exchange for eternal peace?"

"Eternal Peace ......."

Han Weigong lowered his eyes.

What is eternal besides heaven and earth itself?

The sun and the moon are still in deficit, and the mountains and rivers will change, what is the certainty of King Feng? Why are you so confident?

"Yes, eternal peace......."

King Feng smiled faintly, and looked at Han Weigong's eyes very sincerely:

"What about the catastrophe, if this success is achieved, the dynasty will fall, the widow can be reshaped, in the future, there will be no disobedience in the world, there will be no more martial arts in the world, and there will be no madmen who will mess with the law.

The pain of a moment is exchanged for the peace of the next 10,000 years, why not? How is it not beautiful? ”

Since ancient times, even if it was the heyday of the dynasty, the founding king was alive, but he could not really suppress the world.

Even if there is a Ming monarch in the dynasty and can coerce the first generation, the big deal will be dormant, and it will emerge later.

has never been able to truly subdue the martial arts.

It's because of the existence of the divine veins.

The divine vein is not only a one-person army, but also as high as three hundred years of longevity, there have been kings in history who have achieved the divine vein, but even if it is suppressed for three hundred years, the world has not changed.

Because of this, Dafeng Taizu will seal the Dragon King Armor.

It is to use the power of heaven and man to suppress the martial arts and deter the world!

The heavenly and human divine soldiers that have been thoroughly refined will become the divine soldiers passed down from generation to generation in Dafeng, but the master of the soldiers is not available from generation to generation, and the king of Feng is in charge of the strongest force and the most powerful country in the world.

It will be the lord of the vast earth, and the king's order will come, and he will not dare to disobey!

"People live for a hundred years, and the divine vein is only three hundred years and springs, so how can we talk about ten thousand years?"

Han Weigong was unmoved.

He is proficient in the art of looking at qi, although he can't look at the qi of King Feng under the fortune of the country, but since ancient times, the king of the dead country has never had to die well, and it is easy to make a comeback?

The gains and losses of the moment have not been saved, how can we talk about thousands of years, how can we talk about eternity?

"Han Qing, can't you trust the widow again?"

When King Feng heard this, a faint depression appeared on his face: "Just like back then, few people believed in you......."

Han Weigong was a little moved, and sighed again:

"The king only said back then, but now he doesn't believe in Han Wei Palace......"

King Feng was silent.

On the observation deck, there was a moment of calm.

In the distance, Yutian looked at the two people on the observation deck, and his heart was also pounding.

He had never seen King Feng so tolerant of anyone, and Han Weigong's status in King Feng's heart was even higher than he imagined.

"That's it, that's it."

After a long silence, King Feng sighed and spoke first.

He glanced at Han Wei Palace, and then turned to look at Fengdu City in the night:

"You stepped down as the Lord of Qintian, and since you went to travel the world, it is not in vain that you and I have been friends for decades ......."

"The king has murderous intentions against his ministers?"

Han Weigong pinched the railing, his expression calm:

"But the king forgot, what kind of person is Han Weigong....... Han Weigong was born in cloth clothes, and he has seen a lot of hardships in the world, but he does not admire wealth and glory, and naturally, he is not afraid of life and death......."

"You!"

King Feng's pupils shrank, and something bad rose in his heart.

Immediately leaned out with one hand, and clasped Han Weigong's shoulder: "What do you want to do?" ”

He knew Han Weigong very well, and he instantly sensed that something was wrong.

Under the vigorous breath, Han Yangong was controlled with a flick of his fingers, but it was also because Han Yangong had no idea of resisting at all.

"How could Han Weigong be the one who assassinated the king?"

Letting King Feng lock his shoulders and restrain himself, Han Weigong pointed to Fengdu City under the red moon like a red robe:

"The king doesn't care about the soldiers and civilians in this city, so he will scatter and return to the people to keep the last breath of Dafeng!"

Click!

King Feng crushed Han Weigong's shoulder bones at once, and his color changed.

An earth-shattering explosion was heard.

Bang!

I saw that with Han Weigong's casual finger, there seemed to be thousands of breaths rising in Fengdu City in the night.

The red-white or yellowish-gray rays were connected to each other or rose alone.

In an instant, it seems to light up the heavens and the earth!

King Feng's face changed wildly, and he saw that the rays of light were intertwined vertically and horizontally, as if they had formed an incomparably three-dimensional and complicated network, as if they were wrapping the entire Fengdu City!

Looking down from above, it looks like the head of a dragon roaring in the sky!

However, in the eyes of many armorers under the observation deck, they saw King Feng suddenly burst out in anger, crushing Han Weigong's shoulder, choking his neck, and lifting him high.

Han Weigong, who was in the body of the divine vein, did not resist in the slightest.

But I couldn't see the light that crisscrossed the night sky.

Yutian, on the other hand, also changed color and entered the observation deck at once.

"What are you going to do?!!"

King Feng grabbed Han Weigong's neck, and the majestic Zhengang soared into the air like wolf smoke, stirring the clouds in the night sky.

He is not proficient in Feng Shui Qi Luck, but this scene made him feel very bad!

"Ahem......"

Han Weigong couldn't breathe well, and let out a staccato laugh:

"Your Majesty, you can kill me, but I won't hurt you....... Since then, the city is broken, the country is broken, and the country is broken, and the country is in the city!

Unless all the soldiers and civilians in a city die, no one can cut off my good fortune, even if it is ......

It's you! ”

"Han Taste Palace!"

King Feng's eyes suddenly flushed with a touch of scarlet, and the unprecedented killing intent filled his heart at once:

"Stop, stop all this!!"

"Ahem......"

Han Weigong looked up at the splendid luck network, and a smile appeared on his face:

"It's too late......"

Roar~~~

Before his words fell, he heard a substantial dragon groan exploding in the hearts of King Feng and all those in the entire Fengdu City whose divine will was strong enough to sense the change in luck!

I saw that the grand luck dragon head roared in the sky, as if it had spit out something.

In the next moment, the mighty national fortune flow like a dragon went against the current!

From the royal city, spread to the whole city!

"What happened? The change ....... of celestial qi engine"

"Could it be that the divine veins are attacking?"

"The qi machine changes, that's ....... National Fortune? ”

In the entire Fengdu City, all the masters who could feel the changes in the qi machine were all awakened.

"What's going on......."

In Qintian's prison, Huang Fu woke up in shock.

jumped out of the room, climbed to the top of the building, looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but look wildly:

"Luck Dragon's Head? Who and who shook the fortunes of Dafeng??? ”

Even if you can pull out the mountain, it is impossible to shake the luck, because the luck of people is like fate, and the fortune of the country is better like the fate of a country!

"Such a spectacular ......."

On the eaves of a restaurant, An Qisheng sat and drank, and when he saw the huge dragon head intertwined with the weather, he couldn't help but admire:

"What a Han Taste Palace!"

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