"Who else?"

Polar Island Lu Dongsheng said softly, looking complacent, relaxed, and comfortable, looking at the emperor sitting on the dragon chair with a smile, he couldn't blame Zhao Gaochi for being nervous, but everyone was nervous, fortunately, the deputy owner of Polar Island thought that everything could be discussed, Zhao Gaochi didn't speak, he just said enough, and said: "Qingshan, just this virtue, fifty years to say that the mountain will be closed, but it is indeed a shame, the only two divine swords have been taken away, and there is no face to see people if the mountain is not closed." ”

Aoyama and Zhongyan made an equal covenant, fifty years ago, when Aoyama fell into the danger of extermination, Zhongyan sent an army to help, although he didn't contribute much, but he was so happy.

Wei Shiche walked away in a flash, although he was suspected of being famous, he also had the meaning of returning the kindness of fifty years ago.

Zhao Gaochi sat on the dragon chair, his palm against the hilt of the long sword in his waist, Zhongyan people can break the backbone, but they can't lose the backbone, this is the epitaph engraved on the ancestral tomb.

When there is no one to fight, even the emperor has to fight, Zhao Gaochi asked himself how much better than the Liang Emperor who hanged himself on the crooked neck tree of the Laojun Mountain.

"You're waiting for someone?"

Lu Dongsheng seemed to sense what Zhao Gaochi meant, and immediately couldn't wait to reveal Zhao Gaochi's hope, and said: " Your Majesty, before I came, I thought you were a smart person, but after I came, I found that you were not as smart as the general Jing Chen, if he was as smart as he had calculated that there would be such a catastrophe, so he hid in Kangyan City early and did not come, the entire Jing family is not a thing, his son is also a human being, if the five hundred brocade guards were stationed in the city, there might be two or three people who climbed to the Tianji Palace, but they were driven out of the city by the son, Your Majesty.... I'm sure you've been dead to your army for so long. ”

Zhao Gaochi is indeed waiting, waiting for his Manchu Dynasty civil and military, he doesn't believe that there is no one with a conscience.

There was a flame in Zhao Gaochi's eyes, this flame made Lu Dongsheng feel very cool, because he wanted to pour cold water, and the feeling of pouring the flame of will black was as cool as trampling that nasty face on the ground, and said: "Your Majesty, I won't tell you that in fact, I am also waiting for someone, and the person I am waiting for is also the person you are waiting for, Yu Jingyang..... We don't like this person..."Saying that, he pointed to Elder Jade Jie Zi of Taixuanzong who accompanied Prince Zhao Xuanlang to come, and said, "Elder Jade Sect is here for your son and to kill him. ”

The students who came out of the Jixia School Palace admired the doctrine of freedom and equality, and the martial arts cultivation on the mountain, who took himself as the high point, naturally did not like it.

Yu Jingyang was the first person to come out of the school palace, and he had the potential to carry the tripod, which made the monks on the mountain vigilant.

The entrance to the Tianji Temple Square was closed, but it was not locked inside.

Lu Dongsheng said: "This is what we specially kept for Yu Jingyang, we haven't been disrespectful to His Majesty so far, we are just waiting for him...... Yu Jingyang, he disappointed His Majesty, and he disappointed us, this moral master is still cowardly, and such a person is not worth killing us. ”

Zhao Gaochi looked at the door, his expression was clear and bright, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The fortune of the two countries of Zhongyan is blessed, and the martial luck is at its peak, and Jidao wants to accept this martial luck as his own offering, and he wants Zhongyan to give in completely, further expressing his benevolence, and said: "Your Majesty the Emperor, I am willing to give in again, and extend the time to protect Zhongyan from one hundred years to one hundred and fifty years, and in these hundred and fifty years, I Jidao can save His Majesty's country and the crisis three times for free." ”

The mountain and river diagram on the top of the Heavenly Machine Hall was pierced by the golden dragon yesterday, and through it, you could see the black hole pressing against the sky of Fengtian City.

"Bell...."

Zhong heard three hundred officials going to court, and at this moment there were already two sounds, as usual, the hundred officials waiting outside the square would enter the Tianji Hall Square through that gate in turn under the leadership of Yu Jingyang Shoufu to wait.

The door was closed and no one pushed it open.

Zhao Gaochi looked at the sky of the black hole, but remembered the past..... It was also a dark and rainy night, and he carried his sword to the Heavenly Machine Palace.

It rained in the sky of the black hole, and it floated on the ground little by little, and the dark clouds brewed all night, and in an instant the raindrops the size of beans crackled and crackled, and the raindrops fell on the white-gray dry floor tiles like ink drops on the ground, sprinkled all over the square.

The young man did not have a wooden hairpin, his hair was tied with a red rope, and he held a very simple long sword with a scabbard in his hand, which was coiled back and forth with a very thin iron cable, and the sheath was tied like a flood beast, I don't know if it was because this sword was very heavy, or the young man's hand was too hard, and the green tendons on the young man's palm appeared.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the boy did not have an umbrella.

After a while, the boy was soaking wet, and a lot of water was probably poured into his black boots, and a lot of rain seeped out of the upper of his shoes every time his footsteps fell.

The sword was indeed very heavy, and the young man's hand carrying the sword was slightly backwards, and the long sword sheath was slanted downward, and the sonorous sound pierced directly into the incomparably hard white jade floor tiles in the square.

The water in the sky is like a basin pouring down, the young man's feet are speeding up, and every time the soles of his feet fall, a blood-colored splash will explode, the young man stepped ten steps in a row, and once pounced on a team of cavalry on the battlefield, the young man threw the sword diagonally on the ground as he did today, ten steps forward, his body pressed down slightly, his upper body leaned forward, and his hands were open and level, "And I Zhao Xuanlang....."

Ten steps behind him, ten steps of water, splashing like blood ink..... The long sword stuck diagonally on the ground burst out of its sheath.

On that day, the sword was only three months pregnant, and after it was unsheathed and returned to the sheath, more than ten horsemen in front of him were all cut in two.

Today, it is still this sword, this sword has been conceived for three years, when it is out of the sheath, the sky of the black hole is thundering, as if the fierce demon is out of the sheath, the sword nourishes the blood and raises the sword master's intention, Zhao Xuanlang has killed countless enemies in the border battle, and if he doesn't kill a person, he will drop a drop of blood into the sheath to nourish his mind, so many years, the blood in the sword is like the sea.

The sword intent across Lu Dongsheng's head was like a heavenly sword.

Lu Dongsheng's face was grim, he was the deputy owner of Polar Island, he was a martial arts master, the blood cultivator was a demon, everyone was punished, and he was greatly angered by being cut to the top of his head by the Demon Dao, and roared: "The devil deserves death," After roaring, I felt that something was wrong, the blood cultivator was chaotic, ten years of blood was sheathed out, and the sword caster would be delirious, this son's eyes were firm and not like a sign of chaos, at this time, the deputy island master wisely found that Zhao Xuanlang had a Taishang Qingxuan, Lu Dongsheng suddenly turned his head to look at the Taixuan Sect Jade Jewel, the eyes of this person who has been ancient and waveless are very excited, the Taixuan Sect Flying Immortal Gong is the most difficult to get started, this son uses Xuan Gong to control evil intentions, is it not the 'Flying Immortal Gong' to get started?

"Haha.... , although the swordsmanship is good, but it is still a little worse," Lu Dongsheng laughed, and he knew what he had to do in an instant.

The deputy island master, raised his right hand to raise the middle finger and index finger, put the two fingers together, and said: "The blood will turn, I am most afraid that it will not be clear, boy, you are still a little short...."

Zhao Xuanlang put his hands together, controlled the long sword and slashed down suddenly, and the sword momentum instantly engulfed Lu Dongsheng.

The sword momentum is dissipated, Lu Dongsheng is still Lu Dongsheng, this person is very face-saving to Yujizi, being beheaded such a sword is not only not angry, but also very excited, the two hands behind their backs are about to appreciate, the two strands of long hair in front of his forehead swayed down and fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched, it is not difficult to kill Zhao Xuanlang with his martial arts, it is not difficult to block this sword, wishful thinking intends to let Zhao Xuanlang cut a sword himself unharmed, in front of Zhongyan people It is good to establish a high-level image, and it is also good to win over the relationship with Taixuan Yujizi, these two strands of hair fell to spoil a good scene, and the mood is very unhappy, and the prepared rhetoric directly cut most of it, Dao"The virtuous nephew's swordsmanship is really good..."

Lu Dongsheng's finger swords were pointed at Zhao Xuanlang's body one after another.

These finger swords were not meant to kill Zhao Xuanlang, and when they were on him, they also opened up several secret places of martial arts that Zhao Xuanlang didn't know.

"Kill...."

Others have good intentions, and they don't stop killing, Zhao Xuanlang's hand rose, just caught the long sword that failed to kill Lu Dongsheng, and continued to kill forward.

The face of the young man suddenly became solemn, he turned his face painfully, saw his master Yujizi, and said, "Master, you promised me..."

The soles of Zhao Xuanlang's feet were weak and he collapsed to the ground.

Yu Jizi still had the same cold face, still expressionless like that, and said: "The emperor is stubborn, he should be changed, what I promised will not change, and the Zhao family is still the master of Zhongyan." ”

Zhao Xuanlang's eyes turned black and he fainted.

The second bell stopped, and Zhao Xuanlang fell to the ground.

Lu Dongsheng looked at Zhao Gaochi sitting on the dragon chair again, and before that, he glanced at the trembling eunuch Wei Jinzhong and the queen, no one in the Manchu Dynasty came, even your son lay down, and said, "Your Majesty, who else do you have?"

"You have heard the sincerity of Polar Island, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your queen, right.... We have two simple requests, one is to abdicate to Zhao Gaoming, and to arrest Yu Jingyang and let us take it away, you still have five years to live, it's time to accompany your wife. ”

Zhao Gaochi on the dragon chair turned his head and smiled at the queen, confident and bright.

The queen smiled, bitter, her eyes were sour, and tears flowed from within.

"Bell ....."

Three bells rang, if the ministers who lined up in the square in the past should go to the palace to discuss matters, today are all absent, until now no one has come, Zhao Gaochi has been the emperor for many years, and he has been sitting on the dragon chair at this time in the past, and he has never walked out of this hall to see the dawn at this time, he stood up from the dragon chair according to the sword, and walked down the nine steps step by step, and the long sword was unsheathed little by little.

Medium inflammation has bones..... Even if he still has five years to live, the emperor is still the backbone of Zhongyan, and even if the backbone is broken, it is still the backbone.

If the ministers don't come, the emperor will fight on his own.

"Squeak....."

Originally, in such a loud rain, in such a meaningful footsteps, the sound of opening the door was not very special, it should not attract so much attention, Zhao Gaochi stopped and looked, Lu Dongsheng watched, Biren watched, Lu Yiling also watched, everyone watched, but who told him to push open the closed door.

A young, timid head poked out cautiously from behind the door.