The Imperial City of the West Wind Kingdom - West Middle City. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This majestic ancient city that has gone through thousands of years has experienced many vicissitudes.

Xizhong City has been regarded as the national capital in the previous dynasties, although after several wars, but the heritage is still there, decades of peace will be recuperated, making the city more prosperous than before.

It is located in the middle of the land of the West Wind Country, the territory is vast, the population is dense, there are as many as nine passes alone, all of them are hoarded with heavy soldiers, even on weekdays, the atmosphere of slaughter is pervasive, ordinary people are not allowed to approach at all, and it is called the nine passes of protecting the country by the people.

After the barbarians entered the customs, they also wanted to seize the land of Longxing in the Central Plains, but after attacking nearby for a few months, they did not even defeat a pass, but threw down tens of thousands of horses. The lord of the Great Xia Kingdom withdrew in a gloomy manner, and the whole army turned south.

Directly east of the city, close to the majestic Qinling Mountains, to the north is the majestic and turbulent Xiwei River.

It is rumored that hundreds of years ago, two masters of martial arts passed by here, and they fought without saying a word, one lifted the immortal sword to cut the Qin Mountain, and the other drew the salty pond with the dust. Xiandouling is the place where the masters fought each other in those years, there is a huge ravine here, and every rainy season, the water of the Xiwei River will be poured into the salty pond from here.

Although the salty pond has a pond character, it is not much smaller than the ordinary lake, and when it is foggy or rainy, it is smoky and rainy, and you can hardly see the scenery on the opposite shore.

There is a pavilion next to the salty pond, the whole body is cast in copper, it is octagonal, there is no pattern and inscription carved on it, and the mottled dark green patina is more thick and simple.

In the pavilion, a tall young man sat precariously, his hair tied up in a hosta, wearing a pale yellow robe, touching a worn-out book in his hand, and looking at the calm lake.

The tall boy is the big brother who doesn't worry about thinking about it day and night.

Although Da Chun's clothes are extremely luxurious, his body is much thinner than before, his brows are frowned, his honest face is full of sadness, and his eyes have lost their former vigor.

At this time, dozens of feet behind the young man, a huge white shadow flashed out, rushing towards him!

The white shadow seemed to be faster than the wind, and every time it landed, it was almost impossible to hear the sound after contact with the ground, and after a few breaths, the white shadow quickly moved behind Dachun, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a huge white tiger about a zhang!

The white tiger is much larger than the usual tiger size, with a head like a bucket, eyes like a bell, a white body, and a hair like silk, without the slightest variegation, but the purple hair on the forehead is spliced into a striking "king" character. With each run, the limbs stretch and the muscle contours protrude, revealing the strength of the body.

After the white tiger reached Da Chun's side, he suddenly slowed down, his long tail cocked into the air, and he quietly walked behind the young man without any intention of attacking.

Da Chun seemed to be aware of it, looked at the terrifying huge white tiger behind him, a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Three babies." ”

The white tiger moved his limbs, came to Dachun's feet, and crawled down quietly. The erected pupils were red, and the scarlet tongue spit out of the mouth, as if to please him, licking and licking Dachun's palm, and the not-so-honest right paw poked out, fiddling with the boots.

"Three Babies" is the name of this white tiger, and this majestic king of tigers does not feel like a match, but fortunately, the white tiger does not understand the meaning of this vulgar name.

When the name was first named, Da Chun just remembered what his younger brother often said when he was a child, "Our family is just our brothers, he is a mother, there are too few people, and he doesn't even have a helper in the fight! The two old men can't count on giving us a brother, hey~, if we have a younger brother, let's call him three babies in order, brother, do you say this name is domineering?"

I never thought that he would be "it", this vulgar nickname was installed on this mighty white tiger.

Da Chun gently caressed the purple word "Wang" in the middle of the tiger's head, as if recalling the mischievous expression of the second egg when he talked about "his mother", and silently lowered his head, with endless thoughts and pain emerging in his expression.

Behind Da Chun, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared.

The middle-aged man has a very different plump appearance, his face is angular, his eyes are deep, his body is almost two heads taller than ordinary people, his body is very oppressive, his black hair is not tied and untied, and his identity is clearly revealed in an ochre robe.

In the entire West Wind Dynasty, there is only one person who dares to wear ochre yellow, and that is the Emperor of the West Wind - Feng Hongshi.

The emperor, who was less than forty years old, had a bumpy time on the throne.

At that time, Feng Hongshi was not a prince, but an infamous prince, with 200,000 elite soldiers, guarding the western frontier that the barbarians had invaded all the year round.

The crown prince who was most likely to ascend to the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Plan died violently, and the remaining three princes started a competition for more than ten years. Feng Hongshi, who had been working silently in Western Xinjiang for many years, led the army back to the imperial city, used bloody means to deter the Quartet, and finally became a great treasure.

The other three princes have been in business for many years, how can they be subservient to others, and conspiracy and secret tricks are frequent, and on the way to southern Xinjiang for inspection, Feng Hongshi was almost assassinated in the Taicang Mountains.

After Feng Hongshi returned to the imperial city, he no longer felt pity for his brotherhood, and uprooted the three princes and his subordinate staff.

Among the four major dynasties, Feng Hongshi is known as the most iron-blooded emperor.

"Chun'er. ”

Feng Hongshi's voice is full of the strong confidence of being in the position of the Ninth Five-Year Plan for a long time.

Whoever has a million iron horses in the world in his hand, I am afraid that what others hear is rolling thunder.

Da Chun stood up, clasped his fists and saluted, "Father." ”

When the disciples of the Fengxuan Sect met Da Chun in the bandit village, they found that he was very similar to the important person who the sect was secretly looking for. After bringing Dachun back to Xizhong City, he didn't go through any verification at all, Feng Hongshi just glanced at it, and determined that the boy who was ten percent similar to him when he was young was the only son who was left at the foot of the vast mountain back then!

Blood relatives, in the eyes of this emperor who has read countless people, will not admit mistakes at all, and will not miss them at all.

Feng Hongshi glanced at the white tiger lying on the ground, and asked in a deep voice, "Has this beast ever been obedient?"

After the purple-fronted white tiger was gently swept by this human emperor, he didn't dare to look at each other, buried his head between the tiger's claws, and trembled.

Looking at the frightened movements of the three children, Feng Hongshi smiled freely, pointed at it and said: "This tiger cub is far worse than its father, he is clumsy when hunting, and he is also timid, but he just has a good skin." It is said that the tiger father has no dogs, but I don't think it maybe, if it weren't for the fact that there are only two purple-fronted white tigers in this world, I thought it was its father who was cuckolded. ”

Da Chun smiled innocently, rubbed the big head of the white tiger, and defended: "The third baby is not yet a year old, it is estimated that it would be better if he was older." After all, it's a tiger, and it's definitely much stronger than a jackal."

Less than a year old, more than a foot long! Ancient beasts are no more than that.

Feng Hongshi looked at the smooth salty pond as a mirror from afar, and thoughtfully, "When will you go down the mountain, you Xiguan White Tiger?"

The tall boy was silent, staring at the broken "Yi Chuan Bao Jing" in his hand.

The two masters didn't leave him much to miss, and this broken book was the only one.

"I heard Uncle Huang say that your martial arts qualification is the only one he has seen in his life, and I am afraid that his achievements in the future will be half a step higher than him, right?" Regarding the praise of others for their son, Feng Hongshi was obviously in a good mood, and his voice was like a light breeze.

Half a chip higher than the fifth in the world, how many should it be?

can get the comment of Tianwu Bangfeng hugging Pu "the best in the world", any father will be sincerely gratified.

"Uncle Huang is serious. Da Chun's face did not have the joy of being admired, even if that person was the fifth in the world who was proud of the Central Plains.

It seems that this sentence has not been made happy by Master E's sentence "It's really stupid grandma," which makes him happy.

The Emperor of the West Wind frowned slightly, and the quiet water surface rippled layer by layer.

"Chun'er, I know that you still miss the two masters and the younger brother who grew up together, and I will do my best to repay them for their nurturing. Remember, you are no longer the village boy you used to be, I have given you a year to splurge freely, but from today onwards, you must work hard to learn literature and martial arts, and on the day of the crown, I will announce to the world that I will crown you the crown prince. For Dachun's daily love for the landscape, Feng Hongshi's tone contained a slight reprimand, and gave a sweet date above 10,000 people under one person, hoping that his son could step into the right path as soon as possible.

Da Chun still looked lazy and unfazed, and he pouted, and said without a preface: "Master E is locked up in Donghua Heavenly Prison. ”

Obviously, he was angry because his father had not saved his master all along.

"Echan is a repeat offender of the Donghua Dynasty, and he will definitely not hand over people for my words, do you want the two dynasties to start a war for one person!" In response to his silent protest, Feng Hongshi's eyes widened, and he shouted: "The war is together, how many people and soldiers have lost their lives for your words! You not only have to live for yourself, but also for the thousands of dawn people of the West Wind Dynasty!"

The salty pond suddenly set off a huge wave!

Dachun let the pool water wet his clothes and did not move his body.

Feng Hongshi waved his sleeves to block the turbulent waves, and waved his sleeves again, and the lake instantly returned to tranquility, "You are the prince and the important weapon of the country." Isn't it even enough that I am willing to pave the way for you to hopefully become the master of the whole world?"

Da Chun still seemed uninterested in dominating the world, pursed his lips, and outlined a touch of stubbornness that quiet does not mean submission.

"Ordered Geshe Guan Baihu, born in the emperor's family, his heart is splendid, and his martial arts roots are crowned in the universe, Chun'er, you must not waste your great opportunity, if you are willing to work hard, who else in the world is your enemy. Feng Hongshi suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried his best to make his voice weak, just to carefully persuade his son.

The hearts of parents in the world, even emperors, are not exempt from vulgarity.

Da Chun just hummed softly.

"Hey......" Feng Hongshi once faced the invasion of more than one million cavalry of the Great Xia Kingdom on the border, and he had never let out such a helpless sigh. "I sent people to try to rescue Echan, and then sent people to find Du Jiujiang and your brother. ”

If it is hard, the Emperor of the West Wind has no choice but to compromise.

"Really?!" Da Chun looked up suddenly, his eyes blazing.

Feng Hongshi patted Aiko on the shoulder, "I am the lord of a country, how can I break my word." ”

"And my brother's daughter-in-law, Niu Niu. "Da Chun bargained.

"Okay!" Feng Hongshi frowned, "Do you know that kid is Dongguan Qinglong?"

"Yes. ”

"Now that you know, you still have to shelter him? Dongguan Qinglong, Xiguan Baihu, he is the one who competes with you for the world. ”

"All I know is that he's my brother. ”

Feng Hongshi sighed, "You don't mind, then I, the father, can't make my own decisions for you, don't worry, I will send someone to find them." ”

"Then I'll find Uncle Huang to learn the knife technique now. ”

Da Chun put the broken book into his chest, rode the three babies, and galloped away without the slightest drag.

The purple-fronted white tiger faced the anger of the emperor of Feng Hongshi, and was almost scared of feces and urine just now, and at this moment, he was urged by the master, and he ran wildly, looking at its posture of ignoring it, it was likened to "flying", which could not be more appropriate.

"Don't forget to cheat Uncle Huang's vain knife!"

Feng Hongshi's words are not like an emperor at all, but a doting father who instigated children to deceive other people's treasures.

Feng Hongshi looked at Aiko's back, his eyes mixed with various emotions.

Spoiling, hope, loss, helplessness.

The Western Emperor, who was known for his decisiveness, shook his head.

In a moment, Feng Hongshi swept away the complicated matters, and said proudly:

"The wind is pure, Dad, waiting for you to roar the world!"