Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 249: You owe you 10 years of life

"Brother Guan, Miss Guan, long time no see."

"Long Xiangjun, Tang Hong, and three other children~ So cute~~ Hee hee hee..."

"Okay, Guan Chun, you are a grown man."

"But I look young."

"Dragon elephant, what are you looking at?!" Tang Hong suddenly roared.

Long Xiangjun was stunned for a moment. He was in a daze, and when he heard his daughter-in-law shout, he realized that the place he was looking at happened to be Guan Chun's long legs.

He widened his eyes and hurriedly turned his head to the side, "Tang Hong, I didn't see it."

"Talk back!"

Tang Hong ran over and hit Long Xiangjun's arm with his hand.

Long Xiangjun didn't resist, he just laughed.

Guan Chun knew the person of the big man in front of him and knew that he was unintentional, so he smiled and said nothing.

The man beside her was a strong man with a strong face.

The man walked to the high cliff and said with emotion:

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Brother Feng since we parted for more than 20 years. No, it's time to call me Master.

If it wasn't for the Master, I wouldn't be able to obtain the exercises that suit me, and I wouldn't be able to break through the eleven realms for the rest of my life. I owe him too much. "

He looked up to the open spot in the distance.

On the ground, the soldiers and horses were arranged like a forest, neat and full of iron and blood, obviously all soldiers with military souls.

This man with a resolute face is naturally a loss.

Guan Chun sighed softly: "Why do people like Big Brother Feng help the family? And... I always feel that we can be released by the Su Family, but Big Brother Feng actually contributed."

Guan Shuang said: "Master is upright and upright, maybe... the first time I saw him, it was when I was closest to him. After that, I tried desperately to catch up with his back, but found that he had already ascended to the sky. No matter how hard I try, I can't see his back."

"Brother, don't belittle yourself, Brother Feng, he may not be a mortal at all."

"Yeah... for heaven and earth, for life and people's life, for the succession of the sages of the past, and for the creation of peace for all generations. There is no small ego, but a great ego. In my life, I only hope that all living beings in the world will be like dragons. , turning himself into a king.

It's amazing, it's really amazing, I don't want to compare with him in this life, but it's the greatest honor to have a time intertwined with him, hahaha. "

Guan Chun was relieved to hear that there was no frustration in his brother's tone.

She may have had a crush on the Master, but now she knows that no matter how she thinks about it, it is impossible to be with that man, so she also gave up her mind, but she is still curious about this competition that shocked the world.

In a way, if the Master wins, the war is over.

Peace...

It's near...

Morning shift.

The golden beam of winter light fell on the army of the dry plains, reflecting the cold light of the armor.

The cold light becomes a sea, dazzling and dazzling.

The first match was a **** match.

A few people looked at it from a distance. They are not low-level now. Although they are far apart, they can still see clearly.

The two sides did not confront each other, but stood in formation toward the uninhabited mountains facing north.

Guan Chun said: "Master... his hair has turned a lot whiter."

Tang Hong said: "Yeah, it's all gray, how could this be?"

The two women looked at the man beside them.

The three children also watched curiously.

After all, Guan Shuang knew something and sighed softly: "Master, he doesn't know why, he can't awaken his blood, and he can't break through the eleventh realm."

"What?!!"

The two women, including Long Xiangjun, were stunned.

According to what they think, a person like the Master is definitely on the top of the world, but how can this be?

Guan Chun said: "I think he will break through."

Tang Hong nodded in agreement.

Both of them had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Master should be forty-four after this winter, right?

As a key member of the family, there must be something wrong with not awakening blood at this age.

If...

If the Master really can't break through, or it will take more than ten years to break through, he will not be able to break the shackles of this hundred years of life.

How is this possible?

When a few people were in a daze.

Suddenly there was a powerful aura in the distance.

The imposing manner covers all directions, and everyone, whether or not they have found a spectator position, can feel the pressure.

This momentum is low, absorbing many soldiers' souls,

Immediately, the river merged into the sea, and when the line came to an end,

In an instant, the head was raised, condensing the raging burning trend, making people feel blood boiling,

That Cui Weizheng Rong's iron blood turned into an incomparably condensed 100-foot dharma image.

The dharma looks exactly like the Master, with a white head bowing his head and eyes staring at the river.

The master held a long knife in his hand like a flower branch, and slashed forward with one knife.

The light of the knife swept across, as if to exhaust all the air on this side, slashing it out,

Mountains and rivers crumble, the earth crumbles,

I don't know if it stretches for dozens of miles, but it's still inexhaustible,

The fearful sword is like an endless dragon rolling and colliding, crushing straight to the horizon beyond the line of sight.

Where the knife passes, it is a ravine.

And soon, the distant mountains had aftermath,

And then I just listen to the mountains and rocks rolling like thousands of ravines and hidden thunder,

The dust rushes up like a waterfall.

This knife directly triggered a mudslide in the distance, and also brought about a huge change in the landscape of this side.

Knives out.

The crowd was dumbfounded.

On the dry plain,

Xia Ji coughed violently,

He wrote the world of Confucianism and Taoism, and naturally discovered the secret method of "destroying longevity and condensing soldiers' souls".

Although he doesn't have a profound formation, he can still use it forcibly, but even though this type of formation will end his life, it won't last as long as ten years.

But even so, he added a little more to his long gray hair, turning it into silver like snow.

After Xia Ji cut the knife, his body suddenly staggered forward and fell a few steps forward. Before anyone could help him, the long knife in his hand suddenly turned, and he supported the ground like a crutch, maintaining his balance. And let him stand up.

He looked sideways at the two Beishang generals on the other side.

The two are both Confucianism and Taoism, and one person Xia Ji still knows is Ning Xiaoyu. When the imperial capital was destroyed, she was obviously forced to join Beishang.

The other is named Guo Yangzhai. This man looks gentle, but Beishang can send him to fight. Obviously, in addition to the longevity and military use, there are also life problems such as alcoholism and romance.

Xia Ji smiled sideways: "How about this knife?"

Guo Yangzhai was silent for a long time, and said calmly: "The master transports troops like a **** like a demon. Yangzhai is ashamed, but even if he is inferior, Yangzhai still has to fulfill the agreement and finish the knife."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "It's okay to admit defeat, you don't have to continue. You have ten years of life, isn't it bad to live? Look at your appearance, take good care of your body, and you won't."

He has long studied the performance of the Eight Qi of Confucianism on the battlefield, and also knows that the knife he just made with 10,000 soldiers has exceeded their limit, and he has won.

Guo Yangzhai wants to talk...

Xia Ji raised a hoarse voice: "Xia Yun!!"

Soon, a person floated up from a distance.

Xia Ji looked at her and said, "Admit defeat, there is no need to detract from Shouyuan."

Xia Yun glanced at the weakness on his face at this time, as well as the silver threads on his head, and sighed softly: "Maybe after today, the world owes you ten years of life. No... not ten years. ..."

She suddenly realized how precious Shouyuan was to the person in front of her.

With ten years of life less, Master has almost no hope of breaking through the eleventh realm.

Xia Yun stared deeply at the man in front of her. She had never seen such a person before, which made her unable to help but respect people from the bottom of her heart.

"Master...are you...really a saint?"

Xia Ji said calmly: "No one is a saint."

Of course no one would understand his words.

Xia Yun is also human, of course she doesn't understand.

She wanted to ask "then what are you for?", but she quickly remembered the grand wish that the master said, and she understood it. She naturally knew that whether it was Guo Yangzhai or Ning Xiaoyu, it was impossible Wan soldiers cut out the knife just cut by the master...

Even if the two of them work together, it is impossible.

Xia Yun bowed her head, thinking of many ways in her mind, but none of them could work, she said sadly: "In this battle, Beishang will admit defeat."

Guo Yangzhai and Ning Xiaoyu couldn't help but look at the silver-haired man with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Xia Ji suddenly flicked his sleeves and threw two bottles from a distance. He had gotten a lot of good things from Su Tian.

The two caught it subconsciously.

Xia Ji said with a smile: "The pill that cultivates vitality and solidifies life, take good care of it, and live to a hundred years later."

The two of them uncorked the bottle a little and sniffed a little. Naturally, they knew that this was a top-quality medicine pill, and it was exactly what they needed. You must know that in the process of advancing to the peak of the eleventh realm, soldiers like them were completely In a race against time, every minute of time brings more hope.

"Thank you, Master." Guo Yangzhai bowed sincerely.

Ning Xiaoyu also thanked her, stuffed the bottle cap back, took two steps, and suddenly she turned her head to look at the silver-haired man, her lips twitched and she wanted to ask, "I... do I know you?" ",

But when I thought about how it was possible, I didn't say it. Instead, I took another look at the back of the saint in this world, turned around and left.

The second test will be held the next day, and it is far from the time.

It's getting dark.

Xia Ji held the knife and stood in front of the huge ravine with squinted eyes, shaking his body, feeling the falling light of the sky.

Lu Miaomiao walked to his side, looked at the man with silver hair, stepped forward and pulled his hand, softly said, "Feng Nanbei, you are such an idiot."

She didn't call Master or Uncle...

This is the first time to call the wind north and south.

Xia Jidao: "Sit with me for a while."

"En." Lu Miaomiao helped him sit down.

The two of them sat together on this dry plain, where there were thousands of troops and strong men, and watched the peerless sword that could only be cut by the power of the sky.

The knife shattered the ground.

Also shortened the lifespan.

Lu Miaomiao leaned her head on Xia Ji's shoulder and pursed her lips.

Xia Ji suddenly asked: "Are you crying?"

"No... I won't cry." Lu Miaomiao smiled, her eyes turning red.

She felt a sudden sense of pride in her heart.

Because...the man in his name is truly determined for this world, with compassion, and the benevolent is invincible,

I'm really making a living for the people, I'm doing it myself, and I'm telling them what a real person is.

Lu Miaomiao feels that this era is his era, and there will be no more dazzling people in this era than him.

He won this match.

So, she directly said: "If the war subsides, I will take you back to Lu's house~IndoMTL.com~ You cannot break through the eleventh realm, it must be because the quantity of fire is not enough and the quality is not good.

Don't worry, I will definitely help you get a lot of good fire.

We try a few more times, you will definitely succeed, and you will definitely be able to break through the eleventh realm.

I trust you. "

Xia Ji smiled.

Silly girl, you never know, I can never break through. Look, after this war, maybe I will be "softly exiled" by the family.

This is their game, my game, their red line, and my freedom.

But he didn't say these words, but gently rubbed Lu Miaomiao's long hair, smiled and replied "Okay".

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PS: Tomorrow resume 3 more 12000 words