Chapter 1635
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In the corner of the white tiger market, it is like a piece of paper shredded snow floating in the void.
In fact, to some extent, the light snow, which is like hail, makes people feel a bit colder than the heavy snow.
Daxia was originally located in the northwest of the vast land of China, with a cold climate. When the vast land of China was born in Beihai, the temperature of the whole land of China was even colder.
If not for the incarnation of shanhaitu, the way of heaven, protecting hundreds of millions of people and isolating the freezing cold from the outside world, this continent floating on the North Sea can actually be regarded as a paradise for living beings.
It is worth mentioning that in the whole Kunlun sun empire, which is separated from the great summer of China, countless foreign people died in the void abyss first, and the rest fell in the extreme cold.
It's a pity that the prosperity and destruction of the two countries which once won and lost each other in one day.
The cruelty of the way of heaven lies in this. The rolling trend will not give anyone any chance to breathe or get away with it. Too often, the building collapses in a flash.
"Lao San, wake up quickly. You can't be so depressed now, even if you tell stories on weekdays."
The middle-aged storyteller, who put everything into the cloth bag, had a slight movement in his hand and a gentle response: "second brother, don't underestimate storytelling. There are a lot of knowledge in it. You can't practice it in just one or two days, you should know My character, since want to do, want to do best
After that, the middle-aged storyteller's face, under the hood of the second prince Yin lie, appeared a little anxious, and the rough voice continued to spread:
"third, I know you are usually calm and pay attention to the beginning and end of things, but now the situation can't help you to go on any longer, my central government has really reached the critical point of life and death. ”
"second brother, the world is so vast, you and I alone can turn it around. It's really useless to be anxious."
"But you are the Third Prince of my country!"
The second prince Yin lie's huge body was full of momentum, and then the voice continued to spread:
"the boss was executed on the spot by Da Xia, and the rest of the princes, except for Lao Ba, the traitor who surrendered, died, imprisoned, and only a few people who could walk outside."
After the cold voice continued to come out from Yin lie's burly mouth, he directly stretched out his extra large right hand and pressed down the storytelling desk in front of him. Word by word, the voice came out again:
"when the mighty came to Beihai, the so-called Jiulong won the throne, but it directly became a joke.
"But now we are faced with an even more embarrassing situation. My father even went to war directly with the holy court!"
"This matter has spread to the north more than a year ago. Why have you become so anxious recently, brother Erhuang?"
At the end of the speech, the middle-aged storyteller lifted up his cloth bag and took the lead to walk out of the market. Then the strong man strode to catch up with him, and the voice came out:
"that's because I suddenly felt very uneasy recently. The more I think about it, the more wrong it is. Third brother, you know I'm a Wufu, and I always use my fist to talk.
"But I know that once I don't feel right, it's more serious than I can imagine."
As soon as the words came out, the Third Prince of the central shangguo stepped forward along the market road at his feet. He couldn't help smiling, and the response came out:
"I didn't expect that the second brother had recognized himself more than one year in the summer."
"Laosan, you are still in the mood to laugh. Now Tang is full of wars. If the soldiers of shangguo can't resist the edge of Shengting, once Tang fails, the whole shangguo of Central Plains will fall apart."
At this point, Yin lie, the second prince of the central shangguo, frowned tightly, and his thick voice sounded again:
"the old man is old, but I understand that this time he drove his son to Beihai to decide the so-called successor to the throne, which is very strange.
"The distance of Beihai is so far that it takes a long time to come and go. Moreover, the race is so hasty that the so-called rules of victory and defeat can not be formulated. At the same time, it also stipulates that only the younger generation will participate. All these undoubtedly point to one thing."
After the voice fell, although the second prince Yin lie did not continue to speak, they both understood the meaning behind it.
After a brief exchange, they walked out of Baihu market and turned to a courtyard not far from Taihang palace.
Along the way, they were surrounded by the bustling people of Daxia. They were talking and laughing. Every building along the road was hung with red couplets, which was a lively scene at the end of the new year.
"Everyone, happy new year."With a smile of blessing one after another sounded, and then the two came to the capital of God has not been a short time on the face of the prince of the central shangguo, there is a trace of inexplicable look.
Compared with the reunion scene of the surrounding Chen group, they are undoubtedly very lonely, especially in the reunion festival, which highlights the alien's incompatibility.
They are the capital of God, one of the few foreigners!
"Brother Erhuang, although this holy court is very powerful, my central shangguo is not a persimmon that is kneaded arbitrarily. If it's killed by one blow, there will be no bones left after being eaten for so many years.
"According to his father's original intention, we people come to Beihai to preserve and inherit the kindling. Therefore, even if we are anxious, there are not many things we can do."
After the Third Prince of the central shangguo Yin Wen's slow voice fell, the second prince's response came out immediately:
"what I fear most is that once the old man can't hold on and fall down, the only blood left in the whole soup now is the little dolls whose hair is not full grown. Old three, do you want to watch this supreme position fall into the hands of your relatives? ”
"those relatives have always been weak. If there is a decline in the war, it is estimated that the whole central shangguo will be handed over to the holy court the next day. Even if we finally go back to inherit it, with your slow nature of telling stories every day, the traitor Lao Ba will be the first to get there!"
As the voice fell, the face under Yan lie's robe suddenly became full of evil spirit, with a slight body shape, and an increasingly cold voice spread out:
"if I really come to that time, I must screw off Lao BA's head, how can the great power of the central government fall into the hands of a bully who is afraid of being hard!"
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In the corner of the white tiger market, it is like a piece of paper shredded snow floating in the void.
In fact, to some extent, the light snow, which is like hail, makes people feel a bit colder than the heavy snow.
Daxia was originally located in the northwest of the vast land of China, with a cold climate. When the vast land of China was born in Beihai, the temperature of the whole land of China was even colder.
If not for the incarnation of shanhaitu, the way of heaven, protecting hundreds of millions of people and isolating the freezing cold from the outside world, this continent floating on the North Sea can actually be regarded as a paradise for living beings.
It is worth mentioning that in the whole Kunlun sun empire, which is separated from the great summer of China, countless foreign people died in the void abyss first, and the rest fell in the extreme cold.
It's a pity that the prosperity and destruction of the two countries which once won and lost each other in one day.
The cruelty of the way of heaven lies in this. The rolling trend will not give anyone any chance to breathe or get away with it. Too often, the building collapses in a flash.
"Lao San, wake up quickly. You can't be so depressed now, even if you tell stories on weekdays."
The middle-aged storyteller, who put everything into the cloth bag, had a slight movement in his hand and a gentle response: "second brother, don't underestimate storytelling. There are a lot of knowledge in it. You can't practice it in just one or two days, you should know My character, since want to do, want to do best
After that, the middle-aged storyteller's face, under the hood of the second prince Yin lie, appeared a little anxious, and the rough voice continued to spread:
"third, I know you are usually calm and pay attention to the beginning and end of things, but now the situation can't help you to go on any longer, my central government has really reached the critical point of life and death. ”
"second brother, the world is so vast, you and I alone can turn it around. It's really useless to be anxious."
"But you are the Third Prince of my country!"
The second prince Yin lie's huge body was full of momentum, and then the voice continued to spread:
"the boss was executed on the spot by Da Xia, and the rest of the princes, except for Lao Ba, the traitor who surrendered, died, imprisoned, and only a few people who could walk outside."
After the cold voice continued to come out from Yin lie's burly mouth, he directly stretched out his extra large right hand and pressed down the storytelling desk in front of him. Word by word, the voice came out again:
"when the mighty came to Beihai, the so-called Jiulong won the throne, but it directly became a joke.
"But now we are faced with an even more embarrassing situation. My father even went to war directly with the holy court!"
"This matter has spread to the north more than a year ago. Why have you become so anxious recently, brother Erhuang?"
At the end of the speech, the middle-aged storyteller lifted up his cloth bag and took the lead to walk out of the market. Then the strong man strode to catch up with him, and the voice came out:
"that's because I suddenly felt very uneasy recently. The more I think about it, the more wrong it is. Third brother, you know I'm a Wufu, and I always use my fist to talk.
"But I know that once I don't feel right, it's more serious than I can imagine."
As soon as the words came out, the Third Prince of the central shangguo stepped forward along the market road at his feet. He couldn't help smiling, and the response came out:
"I didn't expect that the second brother had recognized himself more than one year in the summer."
"Laosan, you are still in the mood to laugh. Now Tang is full of wars. If the soldiers of shangguo can't resist the edge of Shengting, once Tang fails, the whole shangguo of Central Plains will fall apart."
At this point, Yin lie, the second prince of the central shangguo, frowned tightly, and his thick voice sounded again:
"the old man is old, but I understand that this time he drove his son to Beihai to decide the so-called successor to the throne, which is very strange.
"The distance of Beihai is so far that it takes a long time to come and go. Moreover, the race is so hasty that the so-called rules of victory and defeat can not be formulated. At the same time, it also stipulates that only the younger generation will participate. All these undoubtedly point to one thing."
After the voice fell, although the second prince Yin lie did not continue to speak, they both understood the meaning behind it.
After a brief exchange, they walked out of Baihu market and turned to a courtyard not far from Taihang palace.
Along the way, they were surrounded by the bustling people of Daxia. They were talking and laughing. Every building along the road was hung with red couplets, which was a lively scene at the end of the new year.
"Everyone, happy new year."With a smile of blessing one after another sounded, and then the two came to the capital of God has not been a short time on the face of the prince of the central shangguo, there is a trace of inexplicable look.
Compared with the reunion scene of the surrounding Chen group, they are undoubtedly very lonely, especially in the reunion festival, which highlights the alien's incompatibility.
They are the capital of God, one of the few foreigners!
"Brother Erhuang, although this holy court is very powerful, my central shangguo is not a persimmon that is kneaded arbitrarily. If it's killed by one blow, there will be no bones left after being eaten for so many years.
"According to his father's original intention, we people come to Beihai to preserve and inherit the kindling. Therefore, even if we are anxious, there are not many things we can do."
After the Third Prince of the central shangguo Yin Wen's slow voice fell, the second prince's response came out immediately:
"what I fear most is that once the old man can't hold on and fall down, the only blood left in the whole soup now is the little dolls whose hair is not full grown. Old three, do you want to watch this supreme position fall into the hands of your relatives? ”
"those relatives have always been weak. If there is a decline in the war, it is estimated that the whole central shangguo will be handed over to the holy court the next day. Even if we finally go back to inherit it, with your slow nature of telling stories every day, the traitor Lao Ba will be the first to get there!"
As the voice fell, the face under Yan lie's robe suddenly became full of evil spirit, with a slight body shape, and an increasingly cold voice spread out:
"if I really come to that time, I must screw off Lao BA's head, how can the great power of the central government fall into the hands of a bully who is afraid of being hard!"
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In the corner of the white tiger market, it is like a piece of paper shredded snow floating in the void. In fact, to some extent, the light snow, which is like hail, makes people feel a bit colder than the heavy snow. Daxia was originally located in the northwest of the vast land of China, with a cold climate. When the vast land of China was born in Beihai, the temperature of the whole land of China was even colder. If not for the incarnation of shanhaitu, the way of heaven, protecting hundreds of millions of people and isolating the freezing cold from the outside world, this continent floating on the North Sea can actually be regarded as a paradise for living beings. It is worth mentioning that in the whole Kunlun sun empire, which is separated from the great summer of China, countless foreign people died in the void abyss first, and the rest fell in the extreme cold. It's a pity that the prosperity and destruction of the two countries which once won and lost each other in one day. The cruelty of the way of heaven lies in this. The rolling trend will not give anyone any chance to breathe or get away with it. Too often, the building collapses in a flash. "Lao San, wake up quickly. You can't be so depressed now, even if you tell stories on weekdays." The middle-aged storyteller, who put everything into the cloth bag, had a slight movement in his hand and a gentle response: "second brother, don't underestimate storytelling. There are a lot of knowledge in it. You can't practice it in just one or two days, you should know My character, since want to do, want to do best After that, the middle-aged storyteller's face, under the hood of the second prince Yin lie, appeared a little anxious, and the rough voice continued to spread: "third, I know you are usually calm and pay attention to the beginning and end of things, but now the situation can't help you to go on any longer, my central government has really reached the critical point of life and death. "second brother, the world is so vast, you and I alone can turn it around. It's really useless to be anxious." "But you are the Third Prince of my country!" The second prince Yin lie's huge body was full of momentum, and then the voice continued to spread: "the boss was executed on the spot by Da Xia, and the rest of the princes, except for Lao Ba, the traitor who surrendered, died, imprisoned, and only a few people who could walk outside." After the cold voice continued to come out from Yin lie's burly mouth, he directly stretched out his extra large right hand and pressed down the storytelling desk in front of him. Word by word, the voice came out again: "when the mighty came to Beihai, the so-called Jiulong won the throne, but it directly became a joke. "But now we are faced with an even more embarrassing situation. My father even went to war directly with the holy court!" "This matter has spread to the north more than a year ago. Why have you become so anxious recently, brother Erhuang?" At the end of the speech, the middle-aged storyteller lifted up his cloth bag and took the lead to walk out of the market. Then the strong man strode to catch up with him, and the voice came out: "that's because I suddenly felt very uneasy recently. The more I think about it, the more wrong it is. Third brother, you know I'm a Wufu, and I always use my fist to talk. "But I know that once I don't feel right, it's more serious than I can imagine." As soon as the words came out, the Third Prince of the central shangguo stepped forward along the market road at his feet. He couldn't help smiling, and the response came out: "I didn't expect that the second brother had recognized himself more than one year in the summer." "Laosan, you are still in the mood to laugh. Now Tang is full of wars. If the soldiers of shangguo can't resist the edge of Shengting, once Tang fails, the whole shangguo of Central Plains will fall apart." At this point, Yin lie, the second prince of the central shangguo, frowned tightly, and his thick voice sounded again: "the old man is old, but I understand that this time he drove his son to Beihai to decide the so-called successor to the throne, which is very strange. "The distance of Beihai is so far that it takes a long time to come and go. Moreover, the race is so hasty that the so-called rules of victory and defeat can not be formulated. At the same time, it also stipulates that only the younger generation will participate. All these undoubtedly point to one thing." After the voice fell, although the second prince Yin lie did not continue to speak, they both understood the meaning behind it. After a brief exchange, they walked out of Baihu market and turned to a courtyard not far from Taihang palace. Along the way, they were surrounded by the bustling people of Daxia. They were talking and laughing. Every building along the road was hung with red couplets, which was a lively scene at the end of the new year. "Everyone, happy new year."With a smile of blessing one after another sounded, and then the two came to the capital of God has not been a short time on the face of the prince of the central shangguo, there is a trace of inexplicable look. Compared with the reunion scene of the surrounding Chen group, they are undoubtedly very lonely, especially in the reunion festival, which highlights the alien's incompatibility. They are the capital of God, one of the few foreigners! "Brother Erhuang, although this holy court is very powerful, my central shangguo is not a persimmon that is kneaded arbitrarily. If it's killed by one blow, there will be no bones left after being eaten for so many years. "According to his father's original intention, we people come to Beihai to preserve and inherit the kindling. Therefore, even if we are anxious, there are not many things we can do." After the Third Prince of the central shangguo Yin Wen's slow voice fell, the second prince's response came out immediately: "what I fear most is that once the old man can't hold on and fall down, the only blood left in the whole soup now is the little dolls whose hair is not full grown. Old three, do you want to watch this supreme position fall into the hands of your relatives? "those relatives have always been weak. If there is a decline in the war, it is estimated that the whole central shangguo will be handed over to the holy court the next day. Even if we finally go back to inherit it, with your slow nature of telling stories every day, the traitor Lao Ba will be the first to get there!" As the voice fell, the face under Yan lie's robe suddenly became full of evil spirit, with a slight body shape, and an increasingly cold voice spread out: "if I really come to that time, I must screw off Lao BA's head, how can the great power of the central government fall into the hands of a bully who is afraid of being hard!" www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
