Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years Chapter 99: A mere mortal also wants fairness

　　The eight martial arts royal families have lived for hundreds of years, like gods hanging in the air, standing high above them, looking down on everything in the world.

　　The supreme royal family with the supreme ranking of gods is enough to be the power of a country, but even so, I still have a trace of respect for the top high-levels in the world. The face that should be given is still given.

　　 But the martial arts royal family is different.

　　 Since entering this era, after the end of the enfeoffment dynasty, there have been no emperor-level peerless figures who can suppress them.

　　 Their high profile is for everyone!

　　 There is an ancient capital in the north, but in this era, in the eyes of hundreds of millions of ordinary people, it is not the long-desolate imperial capital city, it is a veritable imperial capital in the world!

　　The class is different.

　　There are small and big worlds.

　　identity is also different.

　　Who can let the supreme royal family kneel down and worship, that must belong to the eight martial arts royal families.

　　 But who can let the martial arts royal family stay on their own?

　　 there is only one, the emperor-class peerless great figure who has suppressed the powerful of an era.

　　 In the eyes of countless ordinary people, their supremacy is the old people who now live in the Forbidden Pavilion, who have spent their entire lives for the country and the people, forgetting to sleep and eat.

　　 inside.

　　 in a courtyard surrounded by water.

　　 Several old people wearing plain shirts and only a pair of cloth shoes under their feet, and wrinkled faces, were drinking tea and talking.

　　 "Old Lu, how is your body these days, I don't think your complexion is very good, don't take a step ahead of us, just lift your legs and leave."

　　 "Wang Guozhu, drink your tea, I am very good!"

　　 "Well, we five old guys don't know how many years are left to live."

　　 is hard to imagine.

　　 These old-faced, old-fashioned old people are indistinguishable from the peasants in the country who are working hard to farm.

　　 is the most powerful man in the world today. With a wave of his hand, millions of soldiers come to see each other. In a word, all the imperial capitals in the north and the many aristocratic families in the south will be given three points. Thin noodles.

　　 "Pharaoh, I heard that the celestial teacher is going to seal the mountain again for three months, right?" The old man sitting on the west side with a small white beard and walking on a cane suddenly asked suddenly:

　　 "Did you find out clearly? What is the reason this time?"

　　 Several people couldn't help but look at the old man named Wang Guozhu, who wears reading glasses.

　　 Since the end of the emperor era.

　　 There is no emperor to stand up and suppress the eight martial arts royal families.

　　 but.

　　 Fortunately, the Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion, willing to stand by their side, otherwise, in the current dunya, I really don’t know what will happen.

　　 Ke Tianshi Mansion, this time the mountain was suddenly closed.

　　 is very different from the previous few times. Without warning, one letter was sealed for three months!

　　 "I asked, but the heavenly master refused to answer. All of his disciples don't even know it."

　　As the highest person in charge of the Xiongbing Group of the special department, Wang Guozhu than anyone present at the scene wanted to know why.

　　 "Forget it, if you have anything to think about, I don't believe that the eight martial arts royal families really dare to be uneasy and guarded during the three months when the celestial master is absent!" The man who was previously ridiculed by several elderly people was very weak Lu Enjin, patted the table and stood up, with a hint of anger in his tone:

　　 "It's a big deal, I spent a million, and fight with those eight parasites!"

　　 heard the words.

　　The other old people present could not help being silent.

　　On age.

　　 Lu Jin was ten years older than them. He was born in a barracks. Although he is now old and weak, and can not beat when he was young, his hot temper has not changed at all.

　　 Instead, it gets bigger and bigger with age.

　　 Especially, after that incident...

　　 Even after decades, it is like a thorn that can never be removed. It has been stuck there. Every time they think of it, they feel very uncomfortable, angry, weak, and sad.

　　"Lao Lu, don't mention it, have you forgotten what Xia Lao asked us before he died?"

　　The old man with white beard holding a cane sighed and said with a dim expression:

　　 "Don't be enemies with them, we can't fight them..."

　　 "Yang Qishan, I will bother you literati, what are you afraid of!" Lu Jin snorted, holding a fire in his tone, and sat down again, gritted his teeth:

　　 "If those eight vampires are not eliminated, how can I comfort old Xia's arrival in the sky!"

　　"How to bring China back to the top of the world!"

　　 These two or three hundred years.

　　 The bad deeds of the eight martial arts royal clans can be said to be countless. With force, they manipulate the entire dunya behind their backs and deliberately play with the hard work of ordinary people!

　　 It is clearly for them.

　　 Money, the word is no longer important at all.

　　The wealth of any martial arts royal family can be worth the treasury of ten superpowers!

　　ran, that's the case.

　　 is still divided into two-thirds every year, if it weren’t for the Heavenly Master’s Mansion, I’m afraid they would all be taken away!

　　Although he was in a high position, he always put ordinary people first in his heart. Even the clothes he wore were covered with various stitches and puddings. He had two sleeves and breeze all his life, without children. , The old man eating rough tea and light rice, just to get back a fairness that belongs to countless ordinary people!

　　 is not afraid of life and death!

　　 swept 200,000 divisions and went straight to the south of the Yangtze River.

　　 ended up in a lower position. Before he died, he would be insulted and ridiculed by several children from the martial arts royal family who were only eight or nine years old.

　　"You duny mortals~IndoMTL.com~ don’t really think we can value the money, right?

　　"We just like it. You look at each of you like monkeys, scratching your ears, jumping up and down, but taking the pitiful appearance that we can't do anything!"

　　 The huge Forbidden Pavilion.

　　 can still remember vaguely.

　　 An old man with a face full of vicissitudes in patchwork plain clothes.

　　With a thin and ordinary body, he wants to hold up a piece of sky for countless ordinary people, and fight for the high-level martial arts royal family who wears luxurious brocade clothes.

　　 high-pitched words!

　　 a lot of blood!

　　 But the exchange is still one sentence after another, relentless sneer, contempt, and disdain.

　　"A mere mortal, also want to be fair?"

　　 "Old things, you mortals, you should be lucky enough to be trampled on by us, and to be played by us wantonly, you should be happy, honorable!"

　　Although it has been nearly ninety years in the past.

　　 But the words and scenes of the past are always remembered.

　　The five world leaders, including Lu Jin, Wang Guozhu, and Yang Qishan, are still fresh in their memories. Their faces are full of sorrow, and their eyes can't stop being moist, as if it happened yesterday.

　　 "Don't feel sorry for me, and don't think about subverting the martial arts royal family. It turns out that I was wrong...I was wrong..."

　　The silent ward.

　　 Following an old man who has been working for the people day and night, his voice is getting smaller and smaller until he disappears.

　　 That day.

　　 The entire dunya was plunged into great grief.

　　 But no one knows what the truth is.

　　 only.

　　 Lu Jin and others will remember forever, in the voice, there was an extremely angry question:

　　"Are mortals, are they destined to be played by the martial arts royal family!"