It was also the beginning of dawn, although the silver-gray blood in his body would be slightly irritable and accelerated, but Feng Qinglang could already adapt to the light of that intensity.

At the end of the plain, the city in the sky is already in sight, and the most dazzling thing is the primeval clock tower, which was rebuilt thousands of years ago, and continues to stand in the world, witnessing the scenes of birth, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows in the world......

Feng Qinglang left the carriage and rode on the horse, staggering forward, the strong smell of wine made Anu who came on the horse frown.

She looked at Wu Yannera beside Feng Qinglang and asked in a low voice, "How much?"

"I......'ve drunk a lot, but I can't persuade you," Uyanella replied softly.

Feng Qinglang stared at the light veil on Anu's face, his blurry eyes were a little stupid, Anu sighed, knowing that the other party was not looking at herself, but Tang Rui.

She coughed lightly, and Feng Qinglang came to her senses, full of apologies: "Hey, that...... You'll be able to regain your identity in no time. ”

"The look in your eyes makes me feel ...... Should I play her for the rest of my life? ”

I don't know how much bitterness is hidden in the calm voice, Feng Qinglang hurriedly bowed down seriously and apologized on the horse: "You made me embarrassed, Anu." ”

"That's the Blue River over there, do you need to rinse it off before you move on?"

"No, that's fine. ”

"Alas, the thousand-year-old Di Dynasty, the monarch personally greeted you, you are the first to enter the city with a smell of wine!"

"That's why I said it was good......"

“......”

The bell suddenly rang from the sky city, when it first rang, I thought it was an ordinary morning bell, but the bell was endless, I only felt that this bell was extraordinarily long and sad, when the echo continued to ring through the sky, shaking the earth, Feng Qinglang and Anu couldn't help but glance at each other, it was twenty-one bells!

That's the death knell!

The emperor actually died, just when he was about to greet Feng Qinglang!

For Feng Qinglang, he doesn't care if an era ends, he only cares that the people are still in the national capital.

"Don't worry, everything is already arranged. ”

"I hope so, the whole army will speed up, we will enter the city in advance! In addition, give me a few documents from the old emperor's lifetime, I will make some preparations......"

“......”

Unexpectedly, outside the city in the sky, all the welcome ceremonies were ready, and it was still the highest level of solemn ceremony to welcome the foreign monarch, except that everyone wore white satin on their heads.

What I didn't expect was that Long Harin and Yue Xiaoyu greeted each other with complete etiquette, so that people couldn't find the slightest fault.

It's a bit stinging that Long Harin is already wearing the emperor's royal clothes, nominally, as soon as the old emperor dies, he is indeed the new emperor of the Di Dynasty, just waiting for the enthronement ceremony to establish his name.

Feng Qinglang's gaze first fell on Yue Xiaoyu's face, the delicate face that had made him fascinated, but now it seems that all the aura has faded, and he only feels ordinary, such a judgment made Feng Qinglang slightly distracted for a moment, thinking that when they meet again, he will be in a mood and emotions, but in fact, when this moment comes, he is so calm that he can't be more calm, and even Yue Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes are deeply focused on himself, and the pretty appearance that wants to talk and stop only makes him burp.

Long Harin, like most of the descendants of the Di Dynasty, has a handsome and sunny appearance, tall and straight figure, that is almost every woman's best lover in her deep dreams, and now the imperial crown is even more dominant, dazzling.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer, and in addition to the sadness that must be pretended on the faces of the ministers, many people are still a little dazed on their faces, and the sky suddenly changes, but the evil god has returned at this time.

According to etiquette, the cavalry of the Tang Clan Legion and the Wind Legion dismounted one after another and marched on foot.

But Feng Qinglang seemed to have forgotten such rules, and walked in the front first, without the slightest intention of dismounting, and looked at everyone condescendingly, as if he was the new emperor of the Di Dynasty.

This strange scene made everyone's faces change several times, especially Long Harin, but he clenched his fists tightly, and even his nails were embedded in the flesh of his palms.

Finally, he slowly let go of his hand, and Yue Xiaoyu beside him gently pulled the corner of his clothes, reminding him not to be impulsive.

The Storm Legion, which was loyal to him, has been completely wiped out, and the several major legions of the dynasty that originally belonged to his camp have either defected, or are now thousands of miles away, and are also held back by other rebellious legions, and the biggest force in their hands should be the Royal Praetorian Guard, but the attitude of the commander of the legion suddenly became ambiguous......

The whole world thinks that he has taken a risky move, but in fact, the old immortal really died violently...... Now I have to bow my head temporarily, just waiting for the time to sit down and settle the score......

Long Harin tried to squeeze out a smiling face, rightly sad for the fall of the emperor, and with a bit of flattery and humility, he strode to meet the other party, and bowed slightly, and took the reins of the horse for the other party.

This scene is grotesque to the fullest, and if it were elsewhere, I am afraid that there would have been an uproar, and the emperor of the Di Dynasty actually led the horse himself......

Long Harin said calmly: "Lord Qinglang, the past is like a cloud of smoke, the dynasty has been a thousand years, and it must be continued! In fact, both of us are the heirs of the ancestors of Aaron, I beg you, put the overall situation first, and do not be rash and ruin the thousand-year-old foundation of the dynasty!" His voice is very good, just hearing his voice, he must think that this is a righteous and awe-inspiring person.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but raise her head, laughing out loud, the laughter was so unscrupulous, so that the sound of the music also stopped abruptly, making the audience silent.

After a long while, Feng Qinglang finally stopped laughing, looked back, Anu nodded slightly, she understood Feng Qinglang's inquiries and concerns, and nodded this time, indicating that the Qinglang clan was safe and sound, but they were not arranged to go out of the city.

Feng Qinglang turned around and bowed his head, and said to Long Haring: "If I hadn't come here alive, would the city be full of my people's heads now?"

"Lord Sunny laughed!" Ronharin replied with a forced smile.

"You're the real joker, and even 'I' came out. Fuck you big picture!"

The ministers' faces changed again, and Long Harin looked at Yue Xiaoyu for help, Yue Xiaoyu stepped forward and said softly: "Qinglang, talking like this is a bit too much, it's not very polite." A lot of things, after all, are they gone?"

A smile and a smile, as if it were yesterday, especially the tone of voice, it seems that it is still the intimate lover, especially the slightly coquettish taste.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help laughing and said, "Did you stab me, and then I didn't say thank you, so you think I'm rude?"