The elephant country in the north of the land, the heavy snow in the south has stopped for a day, the sky here is just beginning to clear, and the sunlight that has not been seen for many days can finally shoot down the earth without hindrance, on a town in the south of Dingyi City, Shang Longjun is in charge of Zhuoli Wine Inn, and the snow country outside the stack is thousands of miles, and the silver is wrapped in the warm winter sun, although the amplitude is small but unswerving, it seems to show that the elephant dynasty of the past has slipped into the abyss with an uncontrollable situation, and the situation is even worse than that of the princes of the year when the alliance army of the princes of the family cut down the elephants. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I think at that time, there was a saint in the country, the six armies of the Son of Heaven were all the elite of the east and west, the south and the north, and the invincible, and the commanders were all super-level and first-class, each with secret magic powers, and even competed with the gods. What is the situation in this elephant country?

A hint of mockery flashed on Shang Longjun's cheeks, which were slightly emaciated because he hadn't yet adjusted his body.

Landlord, landlord, how can such an elephant country be worthy of your fear and attack the elephant first, and if you break the strategy of Cai Guo's Huaishang and Shen Xiang? So that now you are losing everything? How can this elephant country be enough for me to pay for it wholeheartedly?

I just thought so in my heart, but I was a little unhappy in the depths.

Looking back at the north, the land under his feet, the Xiangguo Sheji in the north, is from the beginning of his life to the present... He gave all his kingdom for it, and to abandon the country is to abandon all his past, and it is also a complete denial of everything he has done in the past, but he is forced by the situation to make such a choice, how can he be at peace in his heart?

Looking at his own heart, all the Shang Longjun who had been entrusted to Xiangguo Sheji, without the elephant of the past, would not be the Shang Longjun of the past.

He knew he had lost one of his most precious things.

According to the principles put forward by various schools of thought in the past hundred years, he lost his way.

The Tao that he once had, which could make his blood boil, his fighting spirit was like a tide, life and death could not be avoided, and he could burn everything for it, had long been buried in the long river of history with the fall of the Elephant Dynasty.

This is also the inevitable result of entrusting the Dao of the Yuan Shen to something that is not constant.

Thinking about the past, he was more than a step behind the realm of the old friend in the Valley of the Gods who had his heart to support the heavens and wandered outside the world.

Thinking so, he sighed.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

Shang Longjun retracted his gaze and said lightly, "Come in." ”

The door opened, and as the snow melted, the freezing cold entered the door, and a samurai entered the room, but it was one of his followers.

After this resurrection, there were many followers gathered in the country because of his name, but most of them died in the battle of the Cai people a few months ago, and those who were not determined had already defected to the king, and the rest were his diehards and some of his families.

It is also because of this that he did not go south alone, but a group of hundreds of people, which was hindered by the wind and snow.

Otherwise, if a person comes and goes without worry, it will only be a day and night when he wants to go south to draw the land.

"Your Majesty, the Monarch's special envoy, Lord Nan Ion, asks to see you. ”

Southern Ion... Shang Longjun's heart flashed the image of the super-level warrior beside Xinjun who had been the crown prince and prince in the past.

Some time ago, this Nan Ion didn't give him a lot of trouble, but... It's just a nuisance.

It's just that he saw that the elephant country was extremely damaged, and he didn't want to kill it, otherwise killing Nan Ion would just be a matter of a few swords.

However, in the name of the king, Nan Ion went south to chase him as an enemy, why did he ask to see him today?

Shang Longjun then sneered, but he already understood cause and effect in a blink of an eye.

The southern ion is nothing more than because there are two white disasters in the north this year, and the group of Di people in the north who live on nomadism are afraid that they will go south desperately. Therefore, the new monarch and the nobles remembered him again, the patron saint of the elephant kingdom.

What a bunch of shameless villains, do you actually take him for a fool?

No... It's not that he is a fool, but he knows that he has the society of Xiangguo in his heart, and bet that he can't bear to see Xiangguo broken by the Di people.

Shang Longjun took a deep breath, forced himself not to think deeply, and kept telling himself... Now that he has left and let go, everything in the elephant kingdom has nothing to do with him, and now it is time to leave the past behind.

He waved his hand and said fiercely, "No." ”

After saying that, he frowned again.

It's not that he doesn't want to see it, but he's afraid that he can't bear to make a wrong decision after seeing it.

The samurai exited the room and walked outside the inn.

In the knee-thick snow, a middle-aged warrior in black robe was standing in the snow waiting.

"Lord Nanion, my lord said no, please go back. The samurai's voice was a little cold.

Listening to the samurai's attitude, Nan's heart sank, and he glanced deeply at the wine inn, and took out a roll of cloth from his sleeve.

"This warrior, the monarch personally wrote a letter of sin, and the back is attached to the handprints of all the doctors of my elephant country, I beg you to forward it to the king, if the king still does not see it after reading this letter, I will turn around and leave. ”

Seeing the samurai's hesitation, Nan Ion added, "Only the monarch has the right to decide on this matter. "It means that the samurai should not make decisions on behalf of Shang Longjun.

The samurai nodded, and was about to take the letter when suddenly a strange black wind swept over out of thin air.

Nan Ion was caught off guard, and the cloth that had just been handed over to the samurai had been swept away by the black wind, and he turned his head to look at the direction of the wind, and the cloth had fallen into the hands of a samurai with no body and a hooded black brocade robe.

"General Wind Scythe. Nanion's complexion changed dramatically.

"Nanion-sama. Feng Scythe sneered, "Your feet are really fast. ”

"How can you compare to General Wind Scythe. Nan Ion gritted his teeth and said, "Are you going to wipe out the Elephant Kingdom?"

"Don't forget, you were also the general of the six armies of the Elephant Son of Heaven. ”

"Hahaha. Feng Yao laughed and shook his head: "Lord Nan Ion, today's Elephant Country is not the elephant of the past, and the new monarch of the Elephant Country is not the Son of Heaven of the past, whether it is my Wind Sickle or Shang Longjun, I have shed blood and sacrificed for the survival of the Elephant Country, here we are already worthy of the elephant, worthy of the Son of Heaven, otherwise... Xiangguo's society has long been destroyed by the house, how can a new monarch be the monarch of the country and the Lord of the South Ion can be the national teacher after a thousand years?"

"You'd better go back. ”

"Finally, I would like to advise you... No... The new national teacher of Xiangguo said, don't be embarrassed here, go back and urge the new monarch to gather all the funds as soon as possible, otherwise it will not be me who will return to Xiangguo alone, but the army of the snake country. ”

"That's right. Feng Sickle stared at Nan Ion tightly: "Recently, it is the second white disaster, and the Di people will definitely go south, if the monarchs and ministers of the Xiang Kingdom cannot go up to the Cun Sheji and the An Li Shu, then there is no need for the Xiang Kingdom to exist." ”

"Lord Nanion, it's good to do it yourself, don't send it. ”

With that, the wind sickle smashed the book of the monarch and the minister of the elephant kingdom with the black wind in front of Nan Ion, and ignored him again, turned around and walked towards the wine inn. (To be continued.) )