Han Weigong's heart shook, but he quietly glanced at the old fortune teller on his face.

The muscles and bones are loose and loose, there seems to be no half of the internal force and true qi fluctuations, and the whole body is full of flaws, and there is no appearance of martial arts foundation.

In the light of his eyes, the qi machine was just as ordinary.

However, because it was too ordinary and normal, a deep vigilance rose in his heart.

Han Weigong lowered his eyes and asked lightly:

"Then, as the old gentleman said, how to solve this calamity?"

"Difficult and difficult, easy and easy to ......."

The old man stretched out his hand tremblingly, took the pen, dipped it in ink, and swiped it lightly on the paper:

"If this is the case, then this catastrophe can be eliminated, and everything will be fine......"

Abundant?

Abundant!

If the king is out of his head and tail, it is abundant?

Looking at the scarlet vertical stroke that ran through the beginning and end of the word Wang, Han Weigong's heart turned a monstrous wave.

"Abundance, Moriya, Shigeru! On a piece of paper, if there is no king, there will be abundance, and if there is no abundance, the king will ......."

The old man put his pen into the barrel and said lightly:

"Chenghui, five taels of gold."

"If there is no king, there will be abundance, and if there is no abundance, there will be a king......."

Han Weigong chewed these eight words over and over again, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

He looked at the old fortune teller and asked in a cold voice:

"Who the hell are you?"

"Why do you say that?"

The old fortune teller stretched out his hand tremblingly: "Isn't it that the adult doesn't even have five taels of gold?" ”

Han Weigong's eyes outlined the appearance of the old man, but no matter how he calculated, this old man was just an ordinary person, without the slightest flaw.

From the qi to the body, from the expression to the movements, there is no flaw.

This happens, firstly, this old man's martial arts and physiognomy surpass him, and secondly, he is really an ordinary person.

His fingers trembled, he had never taken the initiative to move on someone else in his life, and at this time his heart was surging, but he wanted to make a move.

But in the end, he raised his hand and put it into his bosom, took out a gold ingot from his bosom, and placed it on the table:

"This is five taels of gold, the old gentleman has put it away......."

The old man wiped his hand, put away the gold, and said leisurely:

"Your Excellency doesn't seem to believe it."

Han Weigong's expression was flat, and he turned to look at the royal city that was becoming more and more solemn and magnificent under the dusk in the distance:

"Old gentleman, you are very good, but, where does the abundance come from without a king? There is no kingdom without a king in ancient and modern times, and all the people in the world must be ruled by the law of kings, if there is no king, what country can we talk about........"

He sighed softly and paced towards the royal city.

After walking for a long time, he heard an old voice behind him:

"If there is no ancient or modern, can't there be?"

Han Weigong's body was shocked, and when he looked back, on the long street under dusk, the flow of people was still walking, and the old man, the fortune-telling stall, had disappeared without a trace.

It's like it never happened.

For a moment, he felt that this long street was a little illusory.

"Psychic Magic.......

A trace of ripples appeared in the depths of Han Weigong's eyes, shocked.

In the world, how many people can affect their spirit silently?

Even if the Wheel King and the Moon Worshipping True Person, who have achieved Taiyin Wuji, may not be able to influence themselves so easily.

King's Authority?

There was a deep thought in his heart.

Don't stop and walk into the shadows.

At the corner of the long street, above the three-story restaurant, An Qisheng sat by the window, looking at the Han Taste Palace in the distance, and shook his head slightly.

The fortune teller is naturally his handiwork.

Not long after he came out of Mozhou, he had already felt the changes in his qi and faintly sensed the upheaval that was about to take place in Fengdu City.

Maybe it's because of him that things that shouldn't have happened so early happened in advance.

In the original trajectory, it took several years for Han Weigong to faintly perceive the vision of the royal city, and it took several years to perceive the source of the change in the fortunes of the country.

Han Weigong deserves to be the first in the world, he locked the national fortune with the spirit of the royal city and did not leak out, and almost strangled many hidden dragons in the world.

It's a pity that he didn't know that the source of the national movement was the Dragon King Armor, a heavenly and human divine weapon, otherwise, he might really reverse the fortunes of the country.

He didn't fully know what happened, but he knew that under the movement of qi, the dragon king armor was born early, and what happened after that, no one knew.

It's just that this huge Fengdu city became a place of death overnight.

This Dafeng center, the first good place, the Fengdu City, which has a population of 50 million, has become a ghost town.

Fengdu has become a drunken capital.

Such a tragic thing, if he didn't know, it would be fine, and since he knew, he naturally couldn't treat it as ignoring.

Tapping lightly on the tabletop, An Qisheng's eyes looking at Wang Cheng were deep and incomprehensible:

"Dragon King Armor ......"

He didn't know what happened to Fengdu City in the original trajectory, but he thought that it was inseparable from this heavenly human divine soldier.

It's just that if this is the backlash of the heavenly and human divine soldiers, then the power of this dragon king's armor is too incredible.

It has been refined by the national fortune for two hundred years, and there is an old eunuch in the Taiyin Wuji realm who has personally mastered it, can it still cause such great damage?

Or is it .......

"Guest, the wine you want, this wine, but from Fengzhou Ronghua Mansion, is said to be the world's number one master, the secret method of winemaking once taught by the Taoist of Wang Quan........"

Xiao Er came with a tray and said with a smile while placing the wine and food.

To see the royal city that was gradually falling under the canopy, creeping like an ancient beast, An Qisheng smiled:

"Really? That's going to have to be a good taste or two......."

........

The royal city at night is more vigilant.

In front of the moat, there were teams of armored soldiers patrolling on tall horses, and on the city wall, there were masters of the east and west factories, scanning the night.

Han Taste Palace stepped in.

The young general guarding the royal city recognized him, was slightly stunned, and then stepped forward and said loudly:

"Lord Han, the king has exempted you from the right to enter the palace at any time, night is coming, if you are not summoned by the king, you will not be allowed to enter the city!"

Han Weigong stopped and glanced at him lightly:

"Isn't Han going to be bad for the king?"

"Don't dare."

The young general's face changed.

Mo said that Han Weigong was a great master of the divine vein, that is, a person who did not know martial arts, and with his status as the minister of the king's palace and the lord of the Qintian prison, he would definitely not be able to offend.

But they didn't dare to let him in.

"Then get out of here!"

Han Weigong raised his eyebrows, and his breath was vigorous.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a cold current in the night, and the unbridled air currents pushed the young general and the men and horses behind him several feet away.

Then, Han Weigong walked away.

On the city wall, the faces of the masters of the two factories of the east and west also changed, and one of them rose from the ground and rushed into the night to report to the royal city, and the remaining dozen people went down from the city wall together.

stopped in front of Han Weigong.

"Lord Han, please wait, we have already gone to inform the king......."

Several masters of the stuff factory stepped forward and said softly.

Although they can be regarded as masters in the rivers and lakes, they are nothing compared to the Great Grandmaster of the Divine Vein.

But where the responsibility lies, I don't dare to leave my post without permission.

"Fuck off."

Han Weigong's face was indifferent, and the inexplicable emotions in his heart were surging.

"This ......"

"Lord Han'......"

"Don't make me wait to do it......."

Several masters of the East and West Factory all had ugly faces and were in a dilemma.

"Lord Han, why are you so angry?"

A soft, shrill voice broke through the air.

Before the words fell, a eunuch with a thin body and a handsome face like a woman was already standing above the city.

"Yutian?"

Han Weigong's face was cold: "Don't say it's you, Cao Tiangang is still alive and is not my opponent." ”

"Master Han's martial arts are superb, and Yutian naturally admires it."

Yutian smiled slightly and said:

"The dog slave still doesn't get out of the way and lets Lord Han enter the palace."

Those people were all relieved and hurriedly retreated.

Han Weigong also ignored it and stepped into the royal city.

The royal city was brightly lit, and many armor soldiers patrolled everywhere, and there seemed to be figures flickering everywhere.

When night falls, some people can't sleep.

In the huge royal city, there are at least 30,000 eunuchs, and tens of thousands of palace maids must wait for the summons to serve at any time.

When the Han Taste Palace walked to the front of the observation deck.

At a glance, you can see the bright lights of the royal city.

King Feng stood in front of the mast of the star-picking platform with his hands in his hands, his expression was calm and he couldn't see his joy and anger, but he just looked at the Han Wei Palace that stopped in front of the observation deck:

"Han Qing, it's dark at night, I don't want to rest in the mansion, I'm here to see this king, but what's the matter?"

His tone was flat, but with a hint of distancing.

Since more than a year ago, he had never taken the initiative to summon Han Wei Palace, and he was exempted from the right to enter and leave the royal city at any time.

After nearly two years, he also saw Han Wei Palace for the first time.

"The king does not have a rest........

Han Weigong's face was a little complicated.

Decades ago, when he met King Feng, both of them were penniless, and for decades, both of them were the top in the world, and neither martial arts nor status was what they once were.

But the relationship between the two is no longer what it once was.

"In twenty years, how has the widow had a moment of rest?"

King Feng sighed lightly and turned to look at Fengdu City at night:

"Han Qing, I won't tell you anything, widow, I have never believed in fate, even if I have known you for so many years......."

At night, the red moon flows, draping the whole city in a layer of red makeup, and the lights are as beautiful as the starry sky.

"I don't believe it either."

Han Weigong stood quietly, his voice calm:

"Even if it is feng shui luck, it is also different from person to person, depending on the situation, the so-called destiny of heaven is just the trend of humanity, heaven and earth are ruthless, how can you care about the fate of all living beings........"

"yes......"

King Feng sighed lightly, and then said slowly: "Two hundred years ago, Taizu Xiaolu Lanwi created this family business, even if the world snakes rise together, this king can be swept away one by one!" ”

Looking at King Feng with a calm expression, Han Weigong's eyes drooped, and the last trace of luck in his heart disappeared:

"You really know ......"

King Feng didn't answer, turned to look at Han Weigong, and looked solemn:

"Would you like to accompany this king to clean up the world again and create a great cause that has never been done before?"

Han Weigong didn't answer, and also looked at Fengdu City under the night:

"The king has ever asked, are the people of this world willing?"

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