In September, the autumn breeze is bleak.

The streets of Bianjing are no longer prosperous and festive.

People are in a hurry with sad faces.

And all this is because of the urgent report from the northern border three days ago.

After half a year, Jin Guo once again went south.

Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zongwang, two famous generals of the Jin Kingdom, came with hundreds of thousands of tigers and wolves.

Recalling the brutal war half a year ago, how could the people of Bianjing be happy.

No one knows where the Kim Congress will hit this time, and whether it will hit Bianjing again. No one knows whether the Great Song Dynasty can still hold on.

Gloomy.

Despair.

From the court to the people, there are such negative emotions.

The same is true of the Li family in Bianjing.

The ancestor of the Li family was also generous, although he did not pay homage to the prime minister, but he was also prominent for a while.

However, to this day, the Li family is nothing more than an ordinary martial arts family of the Great Song Dynasty.

Today, Li Xianguan, the head of the Li family, worships the position of commander and leads 2,500 forbidden troops to guard the gate of Bianjing City.

If it is a peaceful day, such an official position can be called worthy

However, this time is different from the past, such as the war continues today, and even the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, Bianjing, was almost destroyed, and the matter of commanding the army has become a fatal matter.

On the battlefield, it doesn't matter if you are a nobody, or a general and prime minister, it doesn't make any sense.

Whether you can survive or not depends on whether God appreciates your face.

As for one's own ability, it is no longer the main factor in whether or not one can survive in such a large-scale war.

"Sir, you're back."

Li Xian returned home from the barracks, and before he came to the door, the porter had already opened the door and greeted him.

The porter grovels and is extremely respectful.

Li Xian bowed slightly, in response, then glanced at the servant who was hurrying by, couldn't help frowning, stroked his beard and asked, "Is there something at home today?" ”

Although Li Xian is a military general, he is elegant and extraordinary.

When he was young, he was also a handsome and chic boy with red lips and white teeth.

He has a goat's beard, and rarely wears armor and military uniforms on weekdays, mostly Confucian clothes.

Because the Great Song Dynasty treated martial artists extremely harshly, this also led to the very low status of martial artists in both the court and the countryside. Scholars looked down on martial artists, merchants and ordinary people looked down on martial artists, and martial artists lived in the Great Song Dynasty and lived aggrieved.

Walking in the downtown area in the clothes of a military general is not as good as that of ordinary scholars, and it is easier to be respected.

The porter said respectfully: "There is nothing at home today, but the son is unwell and is still resting." ”

When Li Xian heard this, his brows immediately furrowed, and his face showed worry.

Although he has five wives and concubines, he only has this one seedling.

If something happens to this lone seedling, the old Li family will be extinct.

There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great.

In this era, the inheritance of a family's incense is more important than anything, and Li Xian can not worry.

If the old Li family is extinct, he will not have the face to see his ancestors when he dies.

Li Xian's voice was eager, and he hurriedly asked, "Hao'er is unwell, have you ever invited a doctor?" ”

The porter hurriedly said, "Please, please, the doctor just left." ”

"It's just that the young master is just weak, but it's fine."

"The second lady let the back kitchen stew medicinal food, and just sent it to the son."

Only then did Li Xian let go of his heart.

But thinking that the old Li family's Dumiao has been weak and sickly since he was a child, although his health has improved since he started practicing martial arts at the age of five, and he has had few problems in recent years, he still can't help but be a little worried.

He was about to say something when someone came running in a hurry.

It was the housekeeper of the Li Mansion.

The housekeeper has gray hair, has lived in the Li Mansion for more than 50 years, and now he has passed the sixtieth year this year. He has served two generations of the head of the Li family and is the old man of the Li Mansion.

His face was full of panic, and as soon as he saw Li Xian, he hurriedly shouted: "Master, something is wrong, Gongzi suddenly fell unconscious." ”

Li Xian's heart suddenly lifted.

His face was pale, his eyes were rolling with anger, and he blurted out: "Quack, damn quack, it's not that my son is weak and fine, why did he suddenly fall unconscious. ”

"If something happens to my son, Lao Tzu will kill his whole family and bury my son."

"Bang."

Li Xian scolded, still angry.

He kicked the stunned porter, kicked him to the ground, and scolded bitterly: "How do you take care of the son, useless waste." ”

The porter trembled, his face full of grievances.

Childe was obviously good before, but who would have thought that he would suddenly become like this.

Even though he was full of grievances, he also knew that he had reported the good news in front of him, and now that such a thing happened to the son, it was strange that the master was not angry.

The porter didn't dare to blame Li Xian, so he could only grit his teeth secretly and scolded: "Quack, blame that damn quack." ”

Li Xian scolded the porter, worried about the old Li family's lone seedling, and had no intention of continuing to punish the servant, and strode towards the backyard.

It's just that when he came to the backyard, he was dumbfounded.

But I saw that the bedroom of the old Li family's lone seedling was shrouded in a layer of blue light, and the blue waves rippled like an elusive deep sea.

Deep.

Hideous.

Horrible.

Li Xian is a martial artist, a congenital master, and he can be called a first-class master in the rivers and lakes.

As a master, his eyesight is naturally extraordinary.

He could see at a glance that this layer of blue light as the sea was clearly the body protection of the martial arts master!

However, ordinary innate masters can exert a maximum of three inches of Gang Qi, which can protect the door around the body. The strong grandmaster can only exert his ruler and Xu Gangqi, and it is difficult to hurt with a knife and gun.

Even if it is a great grandmaster worshiped by all living beings, it is only three or five feet of qi at most.

But the protective aura in front of him shrouded a house.

Reach more than two feet!

What is the concept of more than two feet, a distance of more than 20 feet!

The strength of this Gang Qi is five or six times greater than that of the Great Grandmaster's Body Protective Gang Qi.

Li Xian was dumbfounded, dazed and at a loss, and his heart was full of questions.

Is there such a strong person in the world?

At this time, inside the house.

A handsome boy with a red face and white teeth was lying on the bed, his eyes slowly opened, his slightly curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pupils were as dark as gems.

He opened his eyes, and the scene around him came into view.

Among them, it is full of novelty and surprise.

It was Li Hao.

Fifteen years ago, he was reincarnated in this life. But limited by the drag of the dragon soul, the spirit is lethargic and drowsy, and most of the time this body can only rely on instinct.

Now, fifteen years later, he can finally control the earth's body without any restrictions.

The first time he truly perceived the world, Li Hao immediately noticed the difference.

The first few times he was reincarnated, he could clearly feel the falsehood of the world. It's like playing a game, at least a little better than a normal gaming experience, but the limitations are clearly felt.

But this time, he had a completely different feeling.

Authentic!

Whether it is the scene in front of him or the texture of the bed under him, it all gives him a real feeling.

It's like the real world.

Li Hao sat up, caressed the smooth brocade quilt with his hand, and was cold in his hand.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled and exclaimed, "It's amazing." ”

"It's like the real world."

While Li Hao was observing the world with great interest, a dragon roar suddenly sounded, like a thunderous explosion.

But I saw a majestic white dragon appear out of thin air!

It hovered in the room, dozens of meters long, and its whole body was covered with white scale armor with the size of the bowl, as if it was carved from white jade, and it was beautiful like a work of art.

The dragon's eyes are as big as pearls, and blue as the deep sea.

Looking at each other, Li Hao did not feel afraid, but was full of kindness.

In an instant, he already understood.

This white dragon is the remnant soul of the true dragon!

After fifteen years of his cultivation, he finally came out of shape today.

He was about to speak, when the white dragon's body flickered with white light, hazy, enveloping it.

In the light, a hot female figure loomed, making Li Hao's eyes widen.

Both surprised and delighted.