"It's really old, I haven't seen him for hundreds of years, and even Ling Xiaozi can't recognize the old man. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ge Lao walked into the pavilion without hurrying, looked at the gray-haired old man with his eyes slightly, and sighed.

His words seemed sad, but his face did not change in the slightest, and his eyes were as warm as jade, and there was no trace of sadness.

"Master National Teacher!" When Feng Ling heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and looked at the rickety old man in front of him with a face full of disbelief.

If it weren't for Ge Lao opening his mouth, it would be difficult for him to connect the kind-looking old man in front of him with the national teacher who was powerful in the world back then.

Feng Ling looked at Ge Lao, and from the other party's old face, he could still vaguely see the shadow of the past.

He was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, and kowtowed: "Student Fengling knocks to see the National Teacher." ”

"Get up, the Gale Empire is gone, how can there be any national teachers. I'm just a useless old man now. Ge Lao's face was slightly gloomy, and he shook his head and sighed.

He flicked his sleeves and created a fresh breeze out of thin air, helping Feng Ling up.

Feng Ling wiped away his tears, his face was full of excitement, and said loudly: "As long as you are here, the gale will not die."

In the early years, when the students heard that you were still alive, they sent many of their men to search for you, but there was no trace of them. When students felt your breath in Chang'an, they thought they were feeling wrong. ”

"Alas, I'm old, and I have no intention of dominating the world. In this world, after all, it is still their young people. Ge Lao glanced at Feng Chan behind Feng Ling, shook his head and sighed softly.

When Feng Ling heard this, a different color flashed in his eyes.

He hurriedly lowered his head, glared at Feng Chan sideways, and shouted: "You kid, it's so unreasonable, why didn't you even say hello when you saw Ge Lao." ”

Feng Chan heard this, and then came back to his senses.

He looked at Elder Ge carefully, knelt on his knees respectfully, bowed his head and said, "Sun Fengchan, the eighty-sixth generation of the Gale Royal Family, has seen the National Teacher. ”

"Well, he has already become a legend at a young age, and this qualification is good." Ge Lao's eyes flashed with purple thunder, glanced at Feng Ling, and nodded in appreciation.

However, in his twenties, he has already achieved a legend, although he can't compare with the little pervert in the Duke's Palace, but in the history of the Gale Empire, he can be regarded as a generation of geniuses at the level of Tianjiao.

"The national teacher praised falsely, although Zen'er has meager achievements, but there are still too many gaps. However, if you are fortunate enough to receive the guidance of the national teacher, you may be able to get on the stage. Feng Ling smiled all over his face, looked at Ge Lao with some expectation in his eyes, and said respectfully.

Ge Lao's face remained unchanged, he shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The old man came this time, just for the sake of the emperor's affection, and I want to remind you." Whatever you're here for this time, just watch. Remember, that imp is not simple, it is more terrifying than you think! ”

After Ge Lao finished speaking, ignoring the slightly changing expressions of the two, a subtle purple thunder light flashed under his feet, and the whole person disappeared from under the pavilion in an instant.

"Grandpa." Feng Chan's face was calm and waveless, he stood up from the ground, looked at Feng Ling with a slightly gloomy face, and said in a low voice.

"Let's do what we need to do." Feng Ling shook his head and didn't say much.

Half an hour later, the square in front of the Duke's Palace was filled with all kinds of luxurious carriages, and there were hundreds of them at a glance.

Such a noisy scene is extremely rare in the thousands of years of history of Chang'an City.

From time to time, envoys from all over Valoran, either with respectful faces, or with arrogant faces, or with faint smiles, entered the Duke's palace one after another.

The street not far from the Duke's Palace was crowded with people watching the excitement.

"I've never seen anything like this before." An old man with a rickety figure was on crutches, looking at the grand scene in front of the Duke's Palace, and sighed.

"I'm afraid that only when the empire was at its peak, there was this kind of scene of hundreds of states coming to congratulate, right?" A middle-aged man dressed in a fancy costume looked at the Duke's Mansion in distraction and sighed.

"You say, did the Grand Duke really become a demigod?" Someone was mysterious, with a little disbelief on his face, and said in a low voice.

His voice fell, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Everyone coincidentally separated themselves from him at a distance, as if they were afraid of being thought to know him.

When the man saw the performance of the people around him, his face immediately looked ugly like pig's liver. He took a deep breath and disappeared from the crowd with his head down.

"Phew, I don't want to think about it, the Valoran Daily sometimes goes wrong. They all said that the Grand Duke had achieved the demigod realm, and there must be no mistake. As the man left, a gorgeously dressed young man spat at his back and sneered.

"Yes, the Valoran Daily has been going on for hundreds of years, but it has never been wrong. They all said that the Grand Duke had become a demigod, and that would certainly not be wrong. ”

"What a fool, if the Grand Duke is not a demigod, these messengers of other city-states, will they not be able to come to see the excitement."

When the young man's voice fell, everyone echoed it, as if this was the only way to show his cleverness.

"I can't say, the Grand Duke has really obtained the inheritance of the Great Emperor, otherwise the nineteen-year-old demigod is really unimaginable."

"If it's really the Emperor's manifestation, there will be hope for us in Dongtu, woo." Someone said it, and couldn't help crying.

"That's not the case, I heard that our Grand Duke has become a demigod earlier than Ares, the most outstanding genius of Valoran. Perhaps, the Grand Duke will be able to achieve the Divine Mansion in the future."

Not far from the street, a carriage with a peculiar coat of arms came from afar, heading in the direction of the Duke's Palace.

The badge, below is a peculiar black ** law book, and above is a lilac palace. At the front of the palace, there are three peculiar blue crystals.

Its emblem is the insignia of the War College.

When the carriage passed through this place, it suddenly let out a cold snort, which made the surrounding people stand there in a trance as if they had been struck by lightning, as if they had lost their souls.

"Why should Senior Clark have the same knowledge as these pariahs, isn't it just to weaken his identity." A delicate voice came from the carriage, faintly tinged with a silver bell-like laughter.

"Hmph, Sister Janet is not right, the great war Ares is not something these pariahs can blaspheme. If it weren't for another mission on our trip, I would have made them understand the greatness of the god of war. A strong male voice sounded, full of complaints and dissatisfaction.

"Alas, this small Chang'an City, there is nothing worth coming to. A mere sixth-order demigod is nothing more than a larger ant. Senior Pisius is just too careful, and he doesn't want to think about what else is left in the current Dongtu. Janet sighed and said helplessly.

"Yes, if it weren't for the extra kindness of our War College back then, Valoran would have been without these lowly Dongtu people a long time ago. In my opinion, Senior Pisius didn't want us to listen to the lectures of the Sages at all, so he deliberately did so. Clarke's face was hideous, and he punched the seat in annoyance, gritting his teeth and hating.

When Janet heard this, she fell silent, obviously knowing the contradiction between the two.

The carriage fell silent, and in silence headed for the Duke's Palace.

Duke's Palace, Shanghua Palace.

Although the dinner has not officially begun, the atmosphere in the Shanghua Hall is already lively.

The emissaries from the various city-states and other powers gathered in twos and threes with their acquaintances, and talked about all sorts of miscellaneous things, and from time to time they tacitly tested each other to find out each other's purposes.

In the corner of the Shanghua Palace, there are two people each holding a glass of crystal clear wine, talking to each other.

"This is truly a rare event in Valoran's decades, and the last time so many city-states gathered seemed to be the birthday of the prince of Demacia." A beautiful woman who looked graceful and luxurious, dressed in a lilac dress, took a sip of wine, and two touches of crimson floated on her delicate face, and sighed.

"Lady Elsa is wrong, this banquet is more lively than this one." A middle-aged man with an elegant face gently shook the wine glass in his hand, looked at the blood-red wine rippling in it, and smiled with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Oh, it's even more lively than the last time, how is this possible. That banquet brought together half of Valoran's forces. Elsa Dai frowned slightly, and snorted.

"The envoys of Noxus and the War College have also arrived in Chang'an!" The middle-aged man took a sip of wine, the smile on his face remained unchanged, his eyes narrowed at the gate of the palace, and he chuckled.

"What, Noxus and the War Academy!" Elsa covered her lips with her hand, looked at the middle-aged man with her eyes wide open, and couldn't help but exclaim.

The War College is no more, after all, eight hundred years have passed since that great war. Noxus is different, after all, the two sides are still at war.

In this case, the messenger of Noxus came, and things seemed extraordinary.

"The people of Noxus, here!" The middle-aged man took a sip of wine, stared at the door of the main hall with his eyes, and said softly with a faint smile on his face.

Hearing this, Elsa hurriedly turned around and looked.