"If Chengping is today, Your Majesty is the true son of the dragon, and there is already the atmosphere of the Ming monarch opening the prosperous world! And although the gods of heaven are high in the nine heavens, the deity is not talented, and he is favored by the gods and walks the world for the gods! ”

"This deity is going to be cheeky once!"

Ye Duyi smiled and said, "The Son of Heaven is sage, the gods have a way, and now that the prosperous era is coming, can you all be willing to encourage the deity?" ”

Hearing the words of the divine envoy, Wang Yanlan suddenly thought of what the divine envoy said to herself when he held his hand.

Looking at the smiling divine envoy at this time, she couldn't help but take a step forward, with a solemn expression, and said in a firm tone-

"May the whip be whipped and stirruped for the gods!"

And the rest of the students also chimed in, "May the whip be whipped and stirruped for the gods!" ”

Ye Duyi looked at Wang Yanlan in front of her, she was Wang Xianzhong's daughter, the leader of Chico, and the first woman to ask to participate in Chico......

She is her Ye Duyi's comrade, her comrade-in-arms!

Ye Duyi's face was even more smiling, she seemed to be looking at the students, and she seemed to be looking at Wang Yanlan.

"Gentlemen, and together with the deity, welcome the prosperous age!"

……

The night blackened the capital like ink.

In the highest part of the palace, in an attic, Song Chenxiang was looking at Yao by the railing.

In the deep night, you can vaguely see a little starlight twinkling.

"Is a star a world?"

"You can understand it this way."

Looking at the galaxy that could not be seen at a glance, Song Chenxiang couldn't help but sigh, "How many thousand worlds are this!" ”

Song Anshu did not speak.

Both were silent.

After a long time, Song Chenxiang asked, "After the fusion, can the next world really meet the divine envoy again?" ”

Song Anshu replied in the affirmative, "Yes!" ”

"The mother factory will not let two taskers meet for no reason, it must have a plan!"

"This world is the second world where Duyi and I met, and for the almost eternal mother factory, the time of the two mission worlds is too short!"

"Since it has a plan, it will naturally not skimp on time!"

Hearing Song Anshu's words, Song Chenxiang was silent for a while, and then he said slowly, "Then merge." ”

"How long will it take from now until the fusion is complete?"

"It will take about two or three years."

Song Anshu explained, "There are three steps to integration, one is to integrate memory, the second is to integrate character, and the third is to integrate thoughts. ”

"Every step is critical, and it takes a long run."

"Two or three years?"

Song Chenxiang squinted slightly, and there was undisguised ambition in his tone, "Enough!" Two or three years is enough time for me to take the Liao Kingdom and the Bai Shang Kingdom! ”

……

In March of the fourth year of the Thai Dynasty, Beichen sent troops to Baishangguo.

Champion Hou led the army to the battle, and his soldiers were like gods, destroying all the way to the gate of the capital of Baishangguo.

The emperor of Bai Shangguo guarded the capital, relying on the large amount of grain and grass in the capital, and wanted to consume the champion Hou lack of grain and grass and had no choice but to retreat.

The two sides were at a stalemate for more than a month, and just when the champion Hou wanted to make a dangerous move, the capital city caught fire.

At this time, it is July and August, the weather is dry, and a little spark can easily cause a fire.

The wind fueled the fire, the capital was on fire, and the people fled in all directions.

There are people who tend to be inflammatory, and when they see that the situation is not good, they want to throw themselves into Beichen Kingdom and win brocade clothes and food.

As a result, the gates of the capital were opened from the inside, and the Beichen army easily took the capital.

Just when the Emperor of Bai Shangguo was still struggling with whether to abandon the city and flee, the champion Hou made a decision for him.

In October, the Emperor and Empress of the White Kingdom and other major members of the imperial family were escorted to the Beichen Kingdom.

With the fall of a holy decree, there is no white emperor in the world, only a white king in the world.

Since then, the white kingdom has died.