Luo Yu suddenly had a feeling, it seemed that standing in front of him was His Majesty the King of Tang, who wanted to send Tang Sanzang to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, but he was considered to be crossing to the east, and he also brought this group of beauties, all of whom were captivating the country and the city, and extremely tempered the Dao heart.

This is a flower monk......

Seeing His Majesty Dayan coming over, Qiu Shui easily opened his hand, Luo Yu stepped forward and walked a few steps towards Murong Li and said, "The junior has seen Your Majesty!"

"I've seen His Majesty Dayan!"

"Son, meet my father!"

(shēn) after everyone also followed suit, and generally speaking, cultivators did not bow to secular emperors, just nodding their heads.

Who made them all friends of Luo Yu and Qiushui, and when they saw Murong Li, they could only be regarded as juniors and elders, and the number of etiquette was naturally indispensable.

"Haha, it's all rude!" Murong Li stretched out his hand to help Luo Yu and laughed.

Even though Dayan caused this catastrophe and suffered heavy casualties, Dayan's foundation was not shaken, and he also cleared the traitorous party, and he was more confident in Dayan's future.

Moreover, after witnessing the divine power of the God of War, he had a faint premonition that Dayan swept through Shenzhou, which was by no means a dream flower.

The eyes of the guards all fell on the snow-like Luo Yu (shēn), and they were all seeing the legendary god of war for the first time.

At this sight, they looked at each other one by one, and they really couldn't equate the invincible, thousand-mile sword killing god of war with this young man with a beautiful face.

Although everyone was suspicious in their hearts, the hundreds of long swords just now swept through the void, swept in all directions, and the divine power was overwhelming, was it really from the hands of this thin young man, but everyone's faces were respectful.

"The god of war has been wronged, and he can still defend my Dayan against strong enemies and quell the rebellion, it is really my Dayan's luck, the matter (qíng) has been investigated clearly, it is the Wu clan and the Longyang City Lord who framed the God of War, Dali Temple reversed black and white, and the intention to rebel has been severely punished. Murong Li patted Luo Yu's shoulder and said with a straight face.

When the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs after him heard this, all of them were upright, and His Majesty was telling the world that Luo Yu was still the first god of war in Dayan, and he returned the innocence of the god of war.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Luo Yu didn't say much, just thanked him.

In fact, there is still something puzzled in the hearts of all the civil and military officials, His Majesty the Emperor named Luo Yu as the first god of war in Dayan, and he has neither any rank nor title, let alone any reward, and this god of war doesn't seem to care about these at all.

It's a lot of fun, what the hell is this?

Carried away by (ài) (qíng), cough!

"Haha, go back to the palace, you have worked tirelessly for my Dayan, I have prepared a banquet to entertain you!" Murong Li laughed, he did not call himself me in front of everyone.

He could see that this group of young people, all of them were amazing geniuses, and it was a blessing for Dayan to be able to befriend these people, and then he thought of so many young talents who were willing to stand behind Luo Yu (shēn), and the image of the thin boy in his mind was getting taller and taller.

After saying that, Murong Li was about to turn (shēn), Luo Yu raised his eyebrows, and glanced into the distance, where there were injured people everywhere, supported or carried away by the soldiers.

Displaced people have moved into the city, and the military and civilians are working together to save people, after all, many of the dead and injured have their loved ones.

"Your Majesty, wait a moment!" Luo Yu said hurriedly.

"Huh?" Murong Li snorted, as if puzzled, and turned his head to look at Luo Yu.

The civil and military officials were also puzzled, and just looked at the god of war silently.

"Although I can't resurrect the dead, as long as I still have a breath, I can recover as before, and please wait for Your Majesty to cast spells on me!" Luo Yu said.

The cultivator treats mortals as if they were grass mustard, but his God of War Sect regards all beings as equal.

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked, and the god of war still had a hanging pot

The ability to help the world?

A young man in the Wei army was convinced of this, and this person was Luo Yu, who was given a flying sword when (rì) fell at the gate of the city, and his admiration for Luo Yu was comparable to that of a surging river......

"Okay! The God of War really cares about the people, it seems that the people believe in the God of War and have been blessed, I thank the God of War for the people of Dayan!" Murong Li twitched from the corner of his eyes, he didn't know that Luo Yu still had the ability to save people, this must be extremely precious, and he could use it for this mustard-like mortal, which shows how pure his heart is.

Luo Yu nodded, a little on his tiptoes, the wind and thunder burst, and the whole person rose from the ground, standing (shēn) hundreds of zhang in the air, long hair fluttering, Taoist robes rustling, and hun (shēn) emitted a white soft light.

The people of the imperial city, feeling the movement, all looked towards the sky, and everyone looked at the young man who was like a fairy.

"God of War, it's the God of War!"

"God of War, save my child, woo woo ......"

"God of War, please save my husband......"

"God of War, save us!"

......

The people of the whole city petitioned (shēn), which moved Murong Li and the officials and soldiers present, and the status of the god of war in the people's minds was like a god.

Although the civil and military officials were full of thoughts, they were worried that His Majesty would be too preoccupied because of the prestige of the god of war.

However, Murong Li didn't feel that it was wrong at all, but the smile on his face was even stronger, which was Da Yan's luck.

Luo Yu's heart trembled, and hundreds of thousands of people on the ground bowed down (shēn) to petition, and voices rang out in his heart, all asking the god of war to save them.

This is a mysterious feeling, and he is ecstatic in his heart, it turns out that as long as he is pious, the legend of me who can move the gods is true.

He felt the same way as Qiushui, Qiushui's divine consciousness had been imprinted on the golden paper, and she could also sense the people's prayers.

Sincerely, the golden stone is open!

Luo Yu followed his fingers, and a stream of water came out of his hand (shè), and a mist of water quickly dispersed in all directions like a tide.

With a cup of tea, the imperial city within a radius of dozens of miles is shrouded in mist, and the mist is shining with golden light under the reflection of the remnant sun.

People looked at this huge golden cloud and prayed even more devoutly.

Luo Yu shouted, cast the trick of killing immortals, and with a little fingertips, there were bursts of thunder in the golden clouds and mist, and the golden drizzle fell in response.

The air was filled with the smell of fragrant incense, accompanied by a golden drizzle falling on the people (shēn) within the confines of the imperial city.

As the golden drizzle fell, the bodies of the injured people gradually recovered, and many of the injured who exposed their white bones grew rapidly, and after a while, they recovered as before, without even scars.

Under the golden drizzle, the civil and military officials were surprised to find that the hidden disease on (shēn) had been cured.

It was drizzling and a cup of tea was fired, and except for those who had died, no matter how badly injured, the people had completely recovered.

"Thank you God of War for your blessing!"

Everyone bowed down (shēn) and thanked Luo Yu in the void, and many civil and military officials were excited to bow down, but when they saw His Majesty the Emperor in front of them, they still held back their excited hearts (qíng).

The god of war is really a god, no wonder he has to ask for any official reward......

Luo Yu waved his hand, and everyone was like a mu (chūn) wind, and 浑 (shēn) was warm and comfortable.

With a flash of light, Luo Yu fell beside everyone (shēn), feeling the admiring gaze of everyone, he lowered his head and smiled, and followed everyone towards the palace.

His Majesty Dayan feasted the ministers, and Luo Yu sat at the front of the emperor

At the next position, hundreds of civil and military officials came over in batches to toast, and Luo Yu came down one by one.

Luo Yu didn't like this kind of occasion, there was flattery everywhere, and when he saw the people who made the rudder by the wind, he smiled bitterly in his heart, if he lived in a temple (shēn), he would definitely go crazy.

Fortunately, there is a princess to help her, otherwise Luo Yu will make a fool of herself frequently......

"Didn't you want to ask the Great Commander of Song for advice on martial arts before? The Great Commander of Song is upright and doesn't like flattery the most, you can take the initiative to ask him for advice!" Qiushui pulled Luo Yu's arm and said softly.

"Well, I'm not going to get beaten!"

"Yo, is the Great Yan God of War still afraid of being beaten......"

"This is trying to murder my husband!"

"It's poverty!"

Luo Yu raised his eyebrows, looked up at the opposite side, and saw that the commander of Song was drinking alone, and the generals around him were all talking and laughing, and they didn't seem to like this kind of occasion.

Feeling Luo Yu's gaze, the swarthy man with a strong face nodded at Luo Yu, and the generals next to him were all respectful, raising the wine glass in his hand to toast from afar.

It doesn't matter if you are the god of war or not, I will stand still and will not dump you......

Luo Yu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, he really wanted to ask the Great Commander of Song about the knowledge of the martial arts human dragon vein, slowly got up (shēn), held the wine glass, and walked forward.

Everyone's eyes were quickly attracted by Luo Yu, who was the protagonist of today's banquet.

Seeing Luo Yu coming over, all the generals at the table under the command of Song stood up, with a smile on their faces, raised their wine glasses, and said respectfully: "The last general salutes the God of War with a glass!"

Luo Yu smiled, hurriedly saluted everyone, took a sip, and then he smiled bitterly, and said to the Song Commander who was sitting upright and didn't look at him: "Junior, I respect the Commander for a cup!"

Song Yuanshan's wine glass stopped in mid-air, he frowned slightly, didn't raise his head, picked up the wine glass, and said lightly: "Thank you God of War!"

Then the commander of Song took the wine glass and drank it all, without looking at Luo Yu.

It's embarrassing, it's so embarrassing......

Fortunately, Luo Yu was thick-skinned in the world, smiled awkwardly, raised his wine glass and drank it all.

However, the entire Da (diàn) instantly fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on this side, including Murong Li and Prince Haoyang's eyes also fell on Luo Yu (shēn) and the Song Grand Commander (shēn) who was sitting still.

Murong Li frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes, and Prince Haoyang hurriedly got up (shēn) and walked towards the wine table.

"This Song commander is too arrogant, the God of War toast is all ignored...... a middle-aged man in an official uniform said lightly.

"Yes, I didn't even give the face of Dayan's No. 1 God of War, so I overdid it!"

"Haven't you seen the power of the god of war, a martial artist, hehe!"

......

Everyone put down their wine glasses, you said, I said, accusing the Song commander, they are all civil officials, and they feel that the Song commander is rude.

Several generals at the same table, seeing this scene, all smiled wryly and said helplessly, obviously knowing the Bing (xìng) of the Song commander.

is upright, not good at talking, does not like flattery, and does not slap horses......

Luo Yu was about to speak, a big hand slapped on Luo Yu's shoulder, Luo Yu turned his head and saw a (shēn) yellow robe, Prince Haoyang, who was as rich as jade, winked at him.

Luo Yu pursed his lips and shook his head, saying that he was really sincere in asking for advice, but he was not here to touch his head.