"Nephew Ning Xian, you have created a big problem for the Luo family!" After a long time, a burst of armor clapping and footsteps suddenly sounded, Luo Yinghao and Luo Fu came here with hundreds of armor soldiers, and said with a wry smile.

Ning Caichen raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smile. And Dong Teng, who was standing opposite him, was like a green ghost, and his heart was cold.

"Luo Yinghao, do you want to rebel with him?" Dong Teng Huo Ran turned his head and shouted sharply.

"Something else, let's kill these two people first. Ning Caichen was neat and neat, and it could even be said that he decisively and resolutely pointed at Dong Teng and the prefect.

When Luo Yinghao remembered it, the opposing voices and pictures of opposition at home. looked at the gradually burly son beside him again, and made up his mind: "Kill!"

At the sound of an order, hundreds of armored soldiers armed with steel spears and spears brazenly launched a fierce charge. The innate master hidden in the armor suddenly appeared when he approached the two, the sword was fierce, the sword was brilliant, and he swept towards each other like a storm.

In the face of this attack, Dong Teng's face completely changed, he threw off the prefect, and quickly fled backwards. As a result, the prefect died tragically under this wave of attacks, and he didn't even have time to scream.

"Stop him, or you'll be in big trouble. Ning Caichen shouted quickly.

Three innate martial artists known for their speed, the Wind Rush Shot, surrounded Dong Teng in a triangular formation before he left the mansion, bursting and attacking.

After a hundred breaths, Zhang Rong laboriously killed her opponent and helped Luo Fu Wutian to win one by one. The overall situation has been decided, and Dong Teng then died under the attack of the people.

The prefect is dead, Dong Teng is dead, and the government soldiers have completely lost the heart of resistance, and they fall to their knees, waiting for the judgment of the victor.

The corpses were scattered all over the inside and outside of the palace, blood flowed into a stream, and in the surrounding space, only the sound of the wind and wheezing could be heard quietly.

"Lord Ning, Jinhua will be ...... in the future" A Luo clan member raised his eyes to look at Ning Caichen and spoke solemnly.

"First exterminate the remnants of the Dong family, and then talk about anything else. Ning Caichen interrupted him bluntly, nodded at the Luo father and son, turned on his horse, and rushed towards the direction of the Dong Mansion with the sergeant.

"Put away your greed and tell those who stand behind you not to think about things that are not meant to be yours. "Luofu is still the frank and straightforward fat man after all, and he never cares about the consequences when he speaks.

The man glanced at him deeply, and said stubbornly: "Young master, our strength is stronger than Ning Caichen, and it can be said that it is deeply rooted in Jinhua, why do we have to submit to him? ”

"You come and tell me that we are better than him there. Luo Yinghao put his palm on Luo Fu's shoulder and looked at the disciple.

"We have more innate powerhouses than him, more soldiers than him, more money than him, and more support than him in Jinhua......" The clansman listed countless strengths in an instant.

Luo Yinghao nodded in agreement: "You're right. Then I'll ask you now, if we take Jinhua and are in the court, what is it?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and after his thoughts turned in a circle, his face turned pale in an instant.

Ning Caichen has the identity of a third-grade imperial envoy, and no one can say anything to control Jinhua, even if it is the imperial court, there is no way to force each other with righteousness. But if their Luo family takes Jinhua, it is rebellious, they want to tear the soil and seal the marquis, which is disrespectful.

This is the luck and power that comes with official position. Different positions, without the corresponding luck, can not sit, can not even think.

"I don't know how to answer?" Luo Yinghao said in a deep voice: "Then let me ask you another question, Ning Caichen controls the government, even if there are few words in the court, but as long as the Metropolitan Procuratorate does not investigate him, what can the cabinet do?

What's more, if you think about it for yourself, for the Metropolitan Procuratorate, is it better for the Cabinet officials to control the land of the Prefecture, or is it better for the Imperial Envoy of the Metropolitan Procuratorate to control it? To put it another way, if we control the territory of the Prefecture, the Cabinet can immediately pronounce us a traitor, send troops to fight for it, and even mobilize nearby troops and horses to quell the chaos with the will of the Cabinet. When the time comes, how long do you think my Luo family can hold on to a mansion city? After the city is broken, what kind of outcome will the old and young people face?"

A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on the back of the Ning clan, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

Luo Yinghao glanced at Luo Fu and continued: "In addition, Luo Fu has already set foot in the martial arts, and he will definitely set foot in the immortal path in the future. ”

After a pause, he raised his eyes to look at the gray sky: "You, and those behind you, don't understand that compared to fighting for power and hegemony in mortal dust, immortality is the most important thing. The throne is all sand compared to it, not to mention anything else. ”

The clansman wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Luo Fu: "I understand, no matter what high position you achieve in the mortal world, it is far from enough to achieve a trace of achievement in the cultivation world. Young master, the rise and fall of the Luo family is on your shoulders. ”

Luo Fu didn't speak, but raised his eyes to look in the direction where Ning Caichen disappeared: "You are all wrong about one thing. The strength of the Luo family is actually not as good as Ning Caichen's. If nothing else, I'll just ask a question, can the Luo family raise troops to destroy a big faction after sweeping away the six thieves' villages?

Not only that, but you also ignored Ning Caichen and me, my best friend. How old is he? Not even twenty, and it's a bit of a panic to say that young people are at a loss. But if you look at his current achievements, he has a great righteousness, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and as a disciple of the academy, he will definitely have a huge future in the future.

Transcendent initiation is almost a sure thing for him. The power and the position of the emperor in this world, whether to fight or not, and even whether to want it or not, all depend on his mood. All this is probably just fun for him, right?

Having said that, the position of the emperor is more noble than that of ordinary disciples in the academy?"

All the people present fell silent, and they all remembered one thing in unison: the world is very big, unimaginably vast. In Dongzhou alone, there are countless kingdoms, and the court is really just a drop in the ocean. The academy guards at least dozens, even hundreds, of them, and the lowest disciples are only three thousand, so the position of the Ming Emperor can't really be said to be noble compared to the identity of the disciple of the academy.

It's just that when they think that it is a high or even sacred position for themselves, just the goal of the other party's fun, dark clouds and darkness will be born in their hearts.

This is too shocking, why is the gap between immortals and mortals so exaggerated? Compared to ordinary people and geniuses, they are really humbled to the dust.