As soon as the voice fell, 1,200 wolf riders got off their mounts at the same time, and their right fists slammed into their chests, making a loud noise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was the etiquette of China! It was a salute! The empress's eyes were blurred, and her tears had long since dried up, but she didn't know why she suddenly shed tears again. She performed a heavenly etiquette, choked up, and said, "The Northern Heavenly King is polite, the past things... I'm sorry..."

Xiao Chen waved his hand, he didn't need to apologize, the previous festival was too big and it couldn't be erased with a word of sorry, it was just a yard to a yard, the empress gave Huaxia news to exempt the casualties of the clansmen, he should pay respect, and he should also provide protection to the empress's people.

The reciprocation of the grace of the dripping water is the code of conduct of the Chinese masters, but the hatred of the spring must be liquidated one by one after the repayment, and it cannot be pulled together.

The empress hesitated when she saw his cold eyes, and hurriedly cried: "Xiao Chen, for the sake of a cloth with water, for Lydia's sake, let us in, when I beg you, please!"

Xiao Chen was stunned at this moment, he had planned to let people in, but what does it mean to have a piece of water in his eyes? The Central Plains is the commanding heights of the Chinese heroes, and foreigners will never talk about the Central Plains.

The empress smiled bitterly twice, and muttered: "For Lydia's sake, for the sake of a cloth with water...", she suddenly jumped backwards, her broken body rushed into the encirclement of dozens of peak fierce beasts, she waved her hand violently, and even more force rushed closer to Xiao Chen with the battleship.

Raising her head and spewing out a purple godhead, she was crushed before she could fly high, her limbs grew back, her face was ruddy, and her purple eyes regained their brilliance.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but shudder, shattering his godhead, he had done this too.

The empress laughed loudly and said: "The Tang Dynasty has been passed down through the ages, and the strong man is glorious, but who remembers us? I am not wrong, there is nothing wrong with me wanting to reign in the world, but the time will not treat me!"

"Haha Morgana, Lydia, Father, I know what you mean, give me the pseudonym Morgana, and give my sister the pseudonym Lydia, it is clear that we will not abandon our original intention, and want us to return to our homeland!

"I don't want to go back like a dead dog, I want to fight back! I want to change the name of the Central Plains to Paradise! I... That's right!" The palm of his hand was wiped in front of his face, and two lilac glass flakes fell in the wind, Morgana revealed her dark eyes, and looked at Xiao Chen's back with great nostalgia, the splendid rivers and mountains of China.

"Time doesn't wait for me, Xiao Chen... No, Lord of the Northern Heavenly King, for Lydia's sake, accept my people, and under the Nine Springs of Morgana, you will not forget your great kindness!"

Without domineering, the delicate voice floated past his ears, Xiao Chen saw that his equally dark eyes trembled, and he suddenly stretched out his palm, but at this time, a roar broke through the sky and exploded, and the mushroom cloud rushed straight into the air millions of feet high, and the corpses of dozens of peak fierce beasts were gone.

The palm of his hand was withdrawn like a robot, Xiao Chen closed his eyes, slowly raised his head, and his tense face showed a little loss.

"Morgana, you know I'm going to let you in, how can the enemy not know about me for so many years?"

"But you—" he sighed in a low voice, the Fallen Empress was so proud....

The battleship landed slowly, countless heavy footsteps sounded one after another, and more than 10 million people fell to their knees and kissed this land that belonged to them as a legend, and then knelt down in the direction of the defense line, crying bitterly.

The two sides of the crowd parted, and a slender figure walked out, and the blurred teary eyes were equally dark. Lydia slowly walked up to Xiao Chen's side and stroked his face, and suddenly rushed into his arms and cried bitterly.

"Brother, I only have you..."

Settle Lydia, and watch the poor girl fall asleep, perhaps only in his arms. Commanding Red Sleeves to serve carefully, Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the violence could no longer be suppressed.

Hundreds of miles away from the defense line, the Pope and his subordinates were full of dejection: "Damn the empress, she actually blew herself up, she blew herself up! How can I enter Huaxia in this way?" His subordinates were also discouraged, thinking that it would be safe to enter China with the empress, and His Majesty the Pope joined forces with the empress, not to mention self-protection within Huaxia, and it may not be impossible for the dove to occupy the magpie's nest, but the empress is dead, how can the Pope still have the courage to enter?

If Xiao Chen insisted on killing someone, who could stop him?

Someone asked with a sad face, "What are we going to do?"

The Pope gritted his teeth with hatred: "Go back! Now that Huaxia has built a defensive line, it is impossible for the fierce beasts not to attack, we just need to hide." I don't believe that Huaxia can resist so many fierce beasts, and when they finish playing, we will pick up the cheap!"

The eyes of the hundreds of warriors widened suddenly, and laughter began to ring. Yes, maybe they can pick up the bargain, if that's the case, wouldn't they still be able to be above 10,000 people under one person, that would be great! But at this time, the cold voice froze their faces like frost, and a fierce killing force was overwhelming, and it was fiercely suppressed.

"The empress is dead, what are you still alive for?"

..............

Lydia didn't wake up after falling asleep, three months had passed, and Xiao Chen didn't wake her up, a deep sleep could escape the pain of losing her loved ones, and for the peak powerhouse, three months of sleep was nothing.

Every time he returned from a battle, Xiao Chen would sit beside Lydia for a while, but the poor girl slept the sweetest in the time of half a pillar of incense, there was no nightmares and no sadness, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and Red Sleeves wanted to wake her up several times, but Xiao Chen stopped her.

"Let her sleep. Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"But..."Red Sleeves wanted to refute, but saw Xiao Chen's doting smile and hurriedly swallowed it back into his stomach. The battle situation is urgent, and the combat power of a peak like Lydia is extremely precious, but no one understands Xiao Chen's heart better than her, this girl can be regarded as the prince's own sister.

Out of the camp, Xiao Chen went to Sister Flower, every time he came back, he first greeted his parents, then accompanied Lydia, and finally Sister Flower, he didn't know how to face Flower, because the godhead was gone.

He couldn't find the Godhead, he didn't ask for any useful news when he cut the Pope into pieces that day, the Pope only knew that the Godhead was in the hands of the Fallen Heaven, but the Empress blew herself up, and the Fallen General had no life, and Lydia was imprisoned by the Empress at that time, and there could be no news, and for a while the Godhead seemed to sink into the sea, without any trace.

"Sister, the Godhead is gone. Finally, I told the god of flowers.