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"It's too much?" Li Lin turned to look at the person who came, smiled coldly, and said: "It's called Hua, if you go to see the people in the north, you will know that it is not this king who has really passed, but these monarchs and ministers of the Song Court!"

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"In any case, the king is the king, the minister is the minister, and you can't cross the line!" Hong Qigong sighed in his heart. Although he was also very dissatisfied with what Emperor Song did, Emperor Song was a king after all, and he was not even a courtier, just a commoner.

"Pedantic!" Huang Rongmei rolled her eyes, and her small nose wrinkled slightly. Li Lin gently stroked Huang Rong's little head and asked her not to make a sound: "I always call you a flower, this king respects you for having a chivalrous heart, but you have never been so indistinguishable from right and wrong." Or maybe it's because of the mediocrity of the Song Emperor and the incompetence of the officials, which can bring you countless beggar disciples and strengthen the beggar gang, so ......"

"You fart!" Hong Qigong couldn't stand it, burst into foul language, and said: "Although Lao Zhaohua is the leader of the beggar gang, he doesn't want the world to be all begging people;

"Since this is the case, then why do you want to block the path of this king? What the Song Emperor has done has also been seen for you, if it were not for this king, do you think that the Song Emperor's stupidity would be able to stop the Mongol army?" To tell the truth, Li Lin loved and hated the Song Dynasty, and what he loved was that during this period, the economy and culture of the Han people reached their peak, and even the American emperors of later generations could not compare with them; the hatred was that it was such a dynasty, but it was militarily defeated in successive battles, the shame of Jingkang, the sorrow of the Han people, and the difficulty of the emperor.

"Hong Qigong, kill him for me, kill him for me!" Emperor Song jumped up, his eyes erupted with fire, pointed at Li Lin, and scolded again and again, being scolded again and again, even ordinary people would be splashed with blood, let alone an emperor.

"Noise!" Li Lin drank lightly, like a morning bell and a dusk drum ringing through, and with a pop, Emperor Song fell to the ground with his back to the sky, spurting out a mouthful of blood, his ears roared, and his whole body was weak.

"Official!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Hong Qigong, don't take down this thief yet!" The surrounding ministers stubbornly scolded Li Lin, and they only dared to do so, when they thought of Jia's death, their steps were like nails, and they stood still one after another.

Hong Qigong frowned slightly, he knew that Emperor Song was fine, the blood was only a bruise on Emperor Song's body, and his body was only temporary; after a night's rest, Emperor Song's body would recover, and it would be better than ever.

Thinking of some of Li Lin's previous words, he seemed to understand a little.

"Ang!" the dragon roared, Hong Qigong pushed forward with both palms, and a golden dragon rolled over, and the dragon's horns were towering, wanting to devour Li Lin.

"Hong Qigong, even Temujin is not the opponent of this king, let alone you?" Li Lin slapped his big hand, and a large handprint that covered the sky fell, and with a bang, the golden divine dragon was annihilated, and a big hole was punched out of the earth.

"Lao Zhaohua admits that he is not the opponent of the prince, but it is no problem to block it for a while. As the words fell, the light rose between Hong Qigong's eyebrows, a golden divine ring enveloped his body, and a hazy figure stood in the void, his hands moved...... Chicken flavor.

"It's like ...... It's called a flower chicken!" Li Lin's nose moved slightly, and his heart was a little strange. He had guessed that Hong Qigong's Dharma would be a golden dragon, or maybe something else, but he didn't expect that his Dharma would be a chef, and his Tao would be ...... Kitchen Road.

"Hehe, King Ming, I won't tell you, when I always asked Hua Hua to condense the Faxiang, I was confused and didn't know why. ”

Therefore, the old flower is the way of cooking, because I have always liked food, what is called flower chicken, fried centipede, mandarin duck five treasures...... Tsk, that taste...... I still have a lot of aftertaste. Hong Qigong licked his lips, his face full of joy.

"Yes! With your gluttonous nature, the way of cooking is indeed for you. Then do you know what the king's way is?" Li Lin nodded.

"What is it?" Hong Qigong was also a little curious, although it was rumored that Li Lin had killed Genghis Khan Temujin, but his appearance had not been circulated.

Even if it is circulated, there are different opinions, and the clouds are foggy.

"The way of this king is the way of the emperor!" Li Lin said in a deep voice, a sudden majesty rose, and the divine power was like a prison, oppressing the universe,

"The Son of Heaven, out!"

"Your Dharma Appearance turned out to be the Son of Heaven! The Son of Heaven, the Emperor's Appearance, so that's the case, no wonder you came back here. "It's always called Hua Indifferent.

"There is no superiority in the Tao, but there are strengths and weaknesses. Emperor Deneb is one of the supreme avenues!"

"It's useless to talk more, try the real chapter!" The old man smiled lightly, and with a wave of his big hand, the green bamboo stick changed, turning into a divine shovel, flashing with a faint divine light; at the same time, the aura gathered, and under Li Lin's feet, the earth rolled, and a cauldron appeared.

"Boom!" Under the cauldron, the flames rose and burned, and a thick smoke filled the air; Lao Zhaohua waved his left hand, a piece of spice fell, and the shovel in his right hand moved, slapping at Li Lin.

With the sky as the cover, the earth as the pot, the aura as the fire, and the law as the ingredients, a peerless dish is burned!

What a big spirit!

"It's a good old man named Hanako, and he actually fried Brother Lin like a dish. Huang Rong snorted slightly. Li Lin was silent, the Son of Heaven was indifferent, looking at the sky, with one step, the cauldron cracked, and the flames scattered; a big hand slapped it, crystal like jade, purple gas, like the sky.

"Bang bang bang!" Under the pressure of momentum, the void shook and rippled, and the surrounding Song soldiers flew out upside down, and even the ministers in the distance suppressed their chests and quickly withdrew.

"What about the national teacher, what about the old imperial lord, why haven't they come yet?" Emperor Song was shocked, opened his eyes, and asked weakly.

"Qi Qi Guan's house, the national teacher has not yet come out of retreat, the old emperor is far away, and he has already sent someone to shout, and it is estimated that it will be soon. An internal supervisor said.

"Good!" Emperor Song breathed a sigh of relief,

"As long as the old emperor comes, it doesn't matter if the national teacher comes or not. "He has enough confidence in the old emperor, and Song Ting can be in a safe corner, does he really think that Temujin is on an expedition to the west and has no time to take care of it?

Is it really because of the fear of Wudang, Zhang Zhenren, the national teacher, Huang Shang, and others? There are these reasons! But the most important thing is because of the old emperor.

Emperor Song clearly remembered that when the first emperor Song Lizong destroyed the Song Dynasty, it was the old emperor who went north, and the two sides fought and finally reached a consensus: let the generals under his command compete for power, the two must not interfere!

Therefore, most of the battles were fought, and the warriors of both sides came out together; Mongolia had the advantage of iron cavalry, and the warriors of the Song court were strong; but neither the old emperor nor Temujin made a move.

...... Daozang Pavilion, the retreat place of the national teacher Huangshang.

"Pharmacist, are you going to stop me?" Huang Sheng stared at the comer, his face silent. Huang Yaoshi shook his head,

"Big brother, you should know that the decline of the Song Court is inevitable, if it weren't for the luck of suppressing the Song Court, it would have been destroyed by the Jin State decades ago. Moreover, I'm not stopping you, I just don't want you to interfere. Huang Shang pursed his lips,

"Why?" Huang Yaoshi smiled bitterly: "Because...... Rong'er. Huang Sheng was silent, did not speak again, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and said for a long time: "My injury is not yet healed, and I need to retreat." ”

"Thank you, big brother!" ......

"Bang!" The Son of Heaven stepped out lightly, the heavens and the earth overturned, the aroma was extinguished, the divine shovel was shattered, the chef was scattered, and the old flower eyebrows were extinguished, and the body flew out upside down like thunder, smashing the white jade railing, the golden hall, and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Li Lin withdrew the law phase, looked at the old flower indifferently, and then turned his head and looked at Emperor Song.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want. Emperor Song said in a trembling voice, looking at those eyes without the slightest emotion, and was afraid in his heart.

"Emperor Song, you are the emperor in vain!" Li Lin was very disdainful, he was alone like Lin'an, and broke into the palace with the United States, not just to kill Emperor Song, but to test the heritage of the Song Court, and by the way, to attack the prestige of the Song Court, and prepare for future unification.

"With the respect of the courtiers, the son of heaven is the law minister, and it is a great rebellion!

"The old emperor is here, I don't have to worry about it!" Emperor Song shouted, his heart excited. Cat flutter Chinese