"Is there any news from Jiuhua?" Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info a manor. A middle-aged man with a warm smile on his face asked lightly to a clear-looking old man in front of him. Beside the old man stood an old lady on crutches and coughing.

The old man bowed down and replied: "Back to the Heavenly King, the Fierce Heavenly King killed Niu Er of the Jianghu Gang in Peacock Villa, Min Feng, Mu Ji, Liao Ning of the Jiuhua Branch of the God of Wealth Chamber of Commerce, Tong Tiancheng, Yan Kaihe, Lin Qiuyi, and the four hundred and seventy-two gangs of the Jianghu Gang. ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "The murderous nature of the Fierce Heavenly King is getting heavier and heavier. ”

The old man smiled: "The King of Fierce Heaven never kills the whole family, but every time he kills the whole family, it is even more powerful. ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "If you say this in the future, don't say it again." This king doesn't want to fight with the King of Fierce Heaven. ”

The old man hurriedly bowed down and replied, "My subordinates know their mistakes!"

The middle-aged man asked, "Is there anything there?"

The old man bowed down and replied, "Back to the Heavenly King, the chief scoop of the twelve chain docks has died under the Peacock Feather. ”

The middle-aged man asked lightly, "Are you ready?"

The old man bowed down and replied, "Returning to the Heavenly King, everything has already been arranged." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, didn't ask more, didn't say much, just said lightly: "Hmm." Go ahead. Three days. ”

He didn't have to ask much, he didn't have to say more.

He is the King of Faith. The King of Faith who is true to his word.

is also a Heavenly King, and his subordinates naturally have no shortage of masters like other Heavenly Kings.

But his subordinates are not best at killing. What they do best is to win the trust of people.

To be trustworthy, you first have to make people believe what you say.

There are at least a hundred people under the King of Faith who have this ability. A hundred people who have a basis for their words and believe in their words.

King Xin knew that these 100 people were acting at the same time, and even if they said that the Son of Heaven today was a woman, at least nine out of ten people in the world would believe it.

Since he said three days, then, within three days, all the people in the world, whether they are from the Central Plains, the North, the Western Regions, the Southern Xinjiang, or the Dongying, whether they are people in the rivers and lakes, or scholars and civilians, will believe what he wants them to believe.

He is the King of Faith.

His subordinates not only won the trust of others, but also never broke their trust in him.

......

Xu Hai. Inside a small thatched cottage. A man of about fifty years of age with a righteous face was leaning back on a chair, frowning slightly.

On his weeping hole, there is a small red dot that is barely visible to the naked eye. It was the mark left by Mo Qianxun's Shadowless Needle.

No matter who fell for Mo Qianxun's shadowless needle, it was impossible to be completely unhindered. Neither can he.

That shadowless needle not only left a mark on his weeping acupoint, but also almost damaged his eyes. It had been a few days, and the sharp energy carried by the Shadowless Needle had still not been completely forced out, making him frown from time to time.

He specially ordered someone to build this thatched cottage to remind himself not to make the same mistake again.

"It's still too big!" sighed the man with a righteous face.

"Heavenly King, do you want to ......?" asked a delicate-looking half-aged softly.

"No, I don't. The man with a neat face waved his hand gently.

"Emperor Qiyu, man is ready. A mighty man bowed and said.

"You can't help but talk about it at this time, why are you so brainless?" the half-aged glanced at the mighty man.

"It doesn't matter. Where has Fu Hongxue gone?" said the man with a righteous face.

"Returning to the Heavenly King, Fu Hongxue walked to Luosha Town. He didn't go fast. The mighty man bowed and replied.

"With the eldest princess here, he naturally can't be fast. The man with a righteous face smiled. This smile touched the sharp energy on the Chengweeping acupoint again. His brow furrowed even more.

"Emperor Qiqi, do you want to let our people go?" said the mighty man, bowing down.

"Have they all been arranged?" said the man with a righteous face.

"Back to the Heavenly King, everything is arranged. All are the best arrangement. The mighty man bowed and replied.

"Hmm. Those who do things for this king must not do them badly. The man with a righteous face said.

"Heavenly King Gaoyi!" said the mighty man and the half-aged at the same time.

He is the King of Righteousness.

What he values most is the word "righteousness".

All those under him must be generous to him. to the righteousness which he wants them to go.

He never did justice to those who were generous to him.

......

Yanyun.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand.

On top of a large low mound of earth.

A man in a bronze mask, standing with his hands in his hands. The appearance of the bronze mask is the loyal and righteous Guan Erye.

Beside this person, there stood an old man with a weathered face.

The wind swept over the two men with yellow sand, making their clothes rattle.

"Alas, what a hero!" exclaimed the man in the bronze mask.

"Heavenly King, do you think of those people again?" the old man asked in a low voice.

"Standing here, how can you not remember?" the man in the bronze mask sighed again.

"Heavenly King, you ...... about Shenwei Castle back then," the old man said cautiously.

"The king knows. Is there any news?" said the man in the bronze mask.

"Back to the Heavenly King, the news has arrived. The people have also been arranged. Just wait for the king to give an order. The old man bowed and replied.

After answering, the old man asked cautiously, "Heavenly King, ...... we do this?"

The man in the bronze mask asked, "How many years have you been with me?"

The old man hurriedly knelt down in the yellow sand, bowed his head and said, "The old slave lost his words, please ask the king of heaven to condemn him!"

The masked man sighed, "Get up." Thou art faithful, how can this king not know?"

When the old man got up, the masked man said, "Don't think so much. If you do something wrong, you will always pay the price. ”

With that, the masked man looked into the distance and let out a long sigh.

He is the King of Loyalty.

He was also a man of loyalty. In his life, the people he respected most were also loyal and righteous people.

It's just that he once paid a terrible price for his loyalty. Many of his brothers are still buried under this yellow sand, and their bones cannot be returned to their hometowns.

He didn't have the strength.

The yellow sand swept up by the wind hit him like an arrow that had been shot at his brothers, and it was painful. The blazing temperature on the ground, like the raging flames of the past, burned his heart tumbling.

Today, he is still a loyal man. It's just that his loyalty is no longer the loyalty he once fulfilled.

Now, his loyalty is the loyalty of his own heart. It was his loyalty to the many brothers at his feet.

It's time. The man who once made him and his brothers pay the price for their former loyalty, it's time to pay the price.

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Western. Jungle.

Out of this dense forest, it is the Western Regions. In fact, even whether this dense forest belongs to the Central Plains or the Western Regions, no one has made it clear so far.

This is a place where the Tianwei of the Central Plains Son of Heaven can't reach. This is also a place where the people of the King of the Western Regions dare not set foot easily.

"Brother who can't do it, brother ......who can't do it," the partridge chirped tirelessly in the bushes, as if to remind him that there was no need for human traces here.

However, not far from the partridge call, in the trees in the dense forest, there are small tree houses scattered around.

The tree house is very clean, there are no fallen leaves, and there is no moss, so you can see at a glance that it has not been built for a long time. In this damp jungle, anything that has been around a little longer will be covered with moss.

On a huge rock jutting out of the forest, a man with a knife-like face stood like the same statue. The mountain wind carried a thin mist of water, and the man's hair and clothes were already soaked, but he still did not move.

The direction he looked at was the way from the Western Regions.

This time, he brought his brothers to do something. If one thing is not enough, they do one, two, three more until it is enough.

What they have to do is simple. It's just killing. But he knew that after he and his brothers finished the matter, this world would not be easy for a long time.

Beneath the rock, stood two men who were also unmoving. It's just that the eyes of these two people are focused on the man on the rock. Their eyes were full of respect.

The man on the rock, deserves their respect. Because, he is the king of Yongtian. The brave king who must take the lead in every battle.

When charging, he is always at the front. When retreating, he was always at the rear.

His men are all warriors. Those who are not brave cannot be the subordinates of the brave king.

They don't know what they're doing here. The king didn't say, and they didn't ask.

They don't have to ask. They don't want to know either. The king of heaven told them to come, and they came. The king told them to build a treehouse, and they built a treehouse. The king of heaven waited here, and they waited here with the king of heaven.

The only thing they know is that no matter what they are going to do next, their Heavenly King will definitely rush ahead of them.

The direction in which the kings rushed was the direction they were rushing towards.

They had nothing but their loyalty to the King of heaven. Only bravery.