All the royal family members present who heard these words were even more shocked in their hearts!

These words.

It is undoubtedly a warning to the supreme man who sits in the royal family!

This is the case.

In the entire Yongzhou royal family, it is unprecedented!

After Long Meng said these words, he felt a little bored, holding the black umbrella that was still lying blood-red, and left.

Blood.

It's still streaming.

Rain.

It has always been ...... Never stopped.

When he walked to the gate, Long Meng felt that the black umbrella in his hand, the smell of blood, was true, a little too pungent.

Such dirty blood.

And how to match... Immerse yourself in an adult's mansion?!

Or so it is.

High-sounding appearance.

Some people.

Whether in life or after death.

It's all the same...... Humble!

"This is also a gift in return."

"If the royal family wants to bury Long Yunpan, then take this umbrella that killed him as his burial, and follow him into the Yellow Spring together."

After saying this, the black umbrella in Long Meng's hand suddenly shot out like light and thunder!

"Bang...!"

The stiff voice seemed to smash their eardrums, and a black umbrella that couldn't be more fragile passed through Long Meng's technique.

Already, pecked hard into ......

Incredibly hard asphalt floor!!

This...!

What kind of strength is it?!

No matter how good the umbrella in the world is, it is only made of bamboo fiber.

But this bamboo.

In this life, it can only be bamboo.

Bamboo, how can there be gold and iron?!

Not to mention.

Insert, this gold iron can not be inserted into the asphalt ground anymore!

This is the case.

There is only one explanation!

That is, Longmeng's strength is too strong!

There are already there.

Such a power to turn decay into magic!

Looking at their extremely shocked appearance, Long Meng's steps were light.

At the same time as the simple ancient door was pushed open.

All of them.

My heart was even more shocking!

This time, the task assigned by the patriarch of Long Yunnan can be described as a failure!

And.

Not only was the mission not completed, but one of the men sent was killed by the other party.

It is already conceivable.

The lord who is now sitting in the royal family, when he learns about them, will he fall into... In the midst of great rage!

Can.

What can they do?

In the face of absolute strength.

Even royalty.

I can't get any, not even a shred of respect!

……

Northern Battlefield.

Overnight.

Zhang Dong stayed awake all night.

Looking at the rise of the first sun, looking at the haze of the drizzle.

In front of him, there was a yellow table with all the battles in the north during this time, as well as countless trivial matters.

But more.

Or a congratulatory flattery.

Zhang Dong is very clear.

These words of congratulations are just etiquette.

After all.

As a human minister, how can you not flatter the monarch?

Zhang Dong just smiled at these twists and turns, and after the random criticism, he had nothing to do.

There are some very important twists and turns.

Zhang Dong has already approved the recital, and asked the people in the Beijing Group to deal with it immediately.

The so-called important.

It's nothing more than the things that come up from time to time in a realm.

Disaster relief, floods.

After dealing with these trivial matters, Zhang Dong began, and he had to do it every day, practicing boxing.

Speaking of which, though.

In the last few days of Matsue Castle, he seemed to have broken this habit for a few days that he didn't know how long it had been going on.

A few days.

Countless days of hard training have been buried.

For you.

The same is true of the truth.

Qiao Qingtian, who was standing on the side, looked at Zhang Dong's every move with respect, and his eyes were full of incomparable reverence.

He's in the North and has been working for decades.

If not this time.

It is favored by adults.

I'm afraid he'll have to stay in that hospital for an unknown number of years.

The road to career.

Climb even one footprint every time you go up.

It's hard to climb to the sky.

Zhang Dong glanced sideways slightly and glanced at Qiao Qingtian beside him.

The punch in the hand slowly ends.

picked up a cigarette from the table on the side, threw it to Qiao Qingtian, and lit another one for himself.

Deeply exhaled a mouthful of extremely rich white mist, Zhang Dong's indifferent voice came out slowly.

"In the past few days, on the battlefield in the north, what are the movements of those Aixin Jueluo and the figures in the white mist? And in Matsue Castle, is there any news? ”

Hearing the adult's slow questioning, Qiao Qingtian suddenly bowed slightly in a reporting posture.

"My lord, since that day you negotiated with the Aixin Jueluo clan, that piece of red land has been slowly dissipating, and it is already about to reach the farthest distance of the data of the Northern Battlefield in the past ten years."

Hearing Qiao Qingtian's report, Zhang Dong nodded slightly.

Love the Xinjue Luo clan.

Although in history, there is no good reputation.

But for keeping promises.

This race that has long disappeared is better than the royal family that is now in charge of Yongzhou.

I don't know too much about it.

"There seems to be some movement over there in Songjiang City."

Speaking of this small city on the northern border, Qiao Qingtian was a little unable to speak freely.

After all.

He knows it well.

That small city carries too many adults.

Hearing Qiao Qingtian's words, Zhang Dong's eyes still had that indifferent look.

It's just in the deepest part.

Climbed a few points, quietly.

Seeing the appearance of the adult, Qiao Qingtian's words slowly came out again.

"A few days ago, the prefect of Hejian Province has informed me that someone from the royal family is rushing to the north, and they have not stopped in Hejian Mansion."

Speaking of this, Qiao Qingtian's words came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Dong heard.

In his eyes, he suddenly fell into an incomparably deep place.

He knew very well what Qiao Qingtian meant.

From Hejian Province to the entire northern battlefield.

There are only two paths.

one.

It is an expressway belonging to the Northern Border Group.

Unless there is a group leader, even if you are a member of the royal family, you must not set foot on the trip!

Originally.

It was in this method that Zhang Dong transferred almost half of his soldiers from the north out of the north.

And another.

It's a straight path.

Through, Northern Battlefield!

There are no stops along the way.

There is only one small border town.

But that little town.

It's also the battlefield in the north, the last line of defense!

Thinking of this, Zhang Dong exhaled a deep breath of white mist.

"A member of the royal family? Anyway. ”

In his eyes, he once again returned to indifference.

If the starry light of that day was caused by the dragon dream.

That is now the strength of Long Meng.

It's no less than three years since he did.

Three years ago.

His strength is already difficult to find in this continent.

Just a few members of the royal family.

For Long Meng.

Not even ants!

Snuffing out the cigarette butt in his hand, Zhang Dong slowly put on his coat on the side.

Then.

Walk to the front of the belvedere.

"Everything on the battlefield in the north is handled by those elders."

"Are you ready?"

The previous sentence is like a babbling.

But the latter sentence refers to the name of the surname.