Lu Dayong, a sincere person, really didn't lie, and the noisy dragon and phoenix basin suddenly quieted down, and it reached the point where the needle could be heard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, everyone saw that Yang Zhenyu, the village leader of Huangwu Village, accompanied a strange gray-clothed old man slowly walked from a distance, and walked towards the high platform of the dragon and phoenix basin full of low-level spirit fruits.

When they came to the bottom of the high platform, the two beautiful women at the foot of the stone steps of the high platform quickly gave way to the upper steps.

Yang Zhenyu smiled and made a gesture of invitation to the gray-clothed old man beside him.

The old man in gray was also not polite, and walked calmly down the stone steps towards the high platform.

Yang Zhenyu followed closely behind, followed by a strange young man in green clothes, and behind the young man was Tian Zhenshan, the chief steward of Huangwu Village, Tian Zhenyan, the junior counselor, Yang Xueqin, and Tie Guan Liu.

After all seven people walked on the stage, the old man in gray swept around lightly, and finally looked at the young boys and girls of Huangwu Village who were waiting for the assessment in the east and said lightly: "Yes! This generation of seedlings in Huangwu Village this year is much stronger than the previous one!"

"Old Han is too famous!Please take a seat!"

After hearing the old man in gray say yes, Yang Zhenyu nodded and made a standard "please" action again.

Han Lao didn't say anything more, and then sat down on the stone chair in the middle designated by Yang Zhenyu and sat down, and then Yang Zhenyu sat down next to the old man in gray, at this time Yang Xueqin and the limping iron crutch Liu came to the bottom of Yang Zhenyu's side, and Tian Zhenshan and Tian Zhenyan sat next to the young man in Tsing Yi on the other side.

After a few people sat down, Yang Zhenyu slowly stood up and said in a loud voice.

"Folks in Huangwu Village and the surrounding areas, we are fortunate to invite Han Shiqing, the deputy head of the Bahe Academy, and his disciple Cao Jianglin to supervise the assessment of the younger generation of Huangwu Village, and we have asked Han Lao to tell you a few words!"

After Yang Zhenyu finished speaking, he made a "please" gesture to Han Shiqing beside him, and then sat down.

Han Shiqing stood up calmly, looked at the more than five hundred boys and girls in Huangwu Village wearing red cloaks in the east, sighed slightly, and then shook his spirits and said indignantly.

"Children, do you know whose blood lies in you?"

"I tell you that it is the blood of the great Xuanhuang Empire!"

"Yes, it is the blood of the Xuanhuang Empire, not the area that is less than one-twelfth of it now, and the small Xuanguo is comparable!"

"Children, war is cruel, and the weak are humiliated!"

"Children, don't think that your strength is at the moment! I tell you, with your strength at the moment, you are not even qualified to be cannon fodder on the battlefield!"

"Children, maybe my words make you feel harsh, but I, Han Shiqing, tell you that this is the case!"

"Don't doubt my words, or in the near future, you will be slaughtered like ants!"

"We are like a planted spirit valley, a captive spirit animal, when the time is ripe, we will be harvested by stubble, and we will be bled in batches!"

"This is by no means alarmist!"

When everyone heard that the gray-clothed old man from the Bahe Academy came up, he talked about the humiliating and pessimistic history of Xuanguo, and suddenly felt inexplicable, from the silence at the beginning, to the moment there was a little "buzzing" discussion.

"This guy is so confused, isn't he? Why did he suddenly say such inexplicable words?"

Mao Dan whispered to the stinky little next to the voice.

"Maybe it's crazy! Say something that has nothing to do with the assessment, don't close your stinky mouth, hurry up and start, what's the ink?"

Stinky Xiao replied in a low voice.

As he spoke, Han Shiqing seemed to be more and more excited, and at this moment he heard a little noise, paused slightly, looked around, and then said a little angrily.

"That's it...... I'm very angry to see that most of you are still disdainful and suspicious at this moment!

At this moment, Yang Zhenyu, who was sitting on the high stone chair, rarely glanced at the chief steward Tian Zhenshan, and the two showed a trace of surprise from each other's eyes, but neither of them spoke, silently looking at the gray-clothed old man who was talking.

At this time, Cao Jianglin, a disciple sitting next to Han Shiqing, secretly pulled the master's sleeve robe.

However, this usually unusually calm and calm old man seemed to be really angry, and he still looked angry at the small movements of the disciple next to him, and said loudly.

"I, Han Qingshi, will let go of this old bone today, even if I am severely punished by the academy, I want to tell you that after a hundred years, the enemy country thinks that the time for their harvest has come again, and a large number of enemy troops have already gathered on the island called Jiandao at the moment on our former Sihuan Island! And many islands around Anzhou have already fallen!"

"What ......"

"How could it be ......"

"We've been invaded again?"

……

As soon as Han Shiqing's words came out, the pot immediately exploded, and the entire dragon and phoenix basin was noisy up and down, even stronger than when someone started to roar, and even the six people sitting on the high platform stood up in unison, and their faces all changed.

Obviously, not only Yang Zhenyu and other village officials didn't know, but even Han Shiqing's disciple, Cao Jianglin, didn't know.

After a long time, seeing that everyone was still noisy and noisy, and there was no sign of stopping, Han Shiqing suddenly released his evil qi, which instantly enveloped the dragon and phoenix basin up and down, and suddenly the clear sky was shrouded in a dark night sky in an instant, and the surrounding area was instantly cloudy and windy, and the devil cried!

Suddenly, except for the six people on the high platform, everyone's faces turned pale, as if they were trapped in the Nine Netherworlds, they couldn't suppress their emotions at all, and they didn't even seem to be able to control their breathing, and many people even sat on the ground in an instant, feeling that life and death were in the hands of others.

After an instant, Han Shiqing put away his evil qi, the originally dark sky was instantly clear, and everyone had a feeling that it was unrealistic, if it weren't for the fact that there were still many people sitting on the ground at this moment, everyone would have a kind of illusion that the experience just now was an illusion.

"Why are you surprised? Don't be surprised, don't be surprised at all! According to your thoughts, isn't it just that you have attacked some small islands around Anju?"

"What if Anzhou Island is breached? Don't be surprised! Isn't there still Jiuwan Island and the vast sea?"

Han Shiqing, an old antique who has lived for more than 500 years, seems to have seen through everyone's inner thoughts at this moment, and follows everyone's psychology step by step.

"What if Anzhou, one of the entire Kyushus, is attacked? Isn't there Huzhou, which bears the brunt?"

"Even if we break through Huzhou, what even if we break through?

"But, when the enemy army crosses the barren hills and mountains and enters our Wuzhou, what else will we do?"

"In our eyes, the Barren Hill Mountain Range is full of monsters and dangers, in the eyes of the enemy, it is a natural captive ground, and in their eyes, the value of our entire Wuzhou is less than one-twelfth of the Barren Hill Mountain Range!"

"Demon beasts are loyal partners as long as they sign a contract of life and death, and we who have fallen are only worthy of being a tool for the entire enemy army to vent their anger!"