Especially in today's era of declining central government, its strength is even more terrifying.

Among the ten directions of Xu Wenji's rule of the country, the number one ranks first was to control the kings. In fact, the kings had great power, which was even better than the aristocratic families and martial arts worlds.

Therefore, when it comes to the battle for the throne, as strong as Wei Zhengxian, he can only go far away to the border and cannot leave in seclusion. He is like this, and the same is true for the "Lin Qitian" and "Fang Zhenghao" in Yun and Baizhou.

This is the case with the great master who holds heavy troops, so how can others be exceptional?

"call!"

Amid the heavy gasp, the old man slowly opened his eyes, feeling relieved in his fatigue:

"Success!"

“Successfully.”

Yang Yu smiled, but his heart sank. He was willing to fail at this time.

As the name suggests, the God of Land is not a god's position at all, but a land. In other words, there is no regret for making a move. Once you have a choice, there is no room for regret.

"You can get familiar with it first."

After calming down, Yang Yu walked out of the house.

Not long after, the red-eyed white crane descended into the city and saw Yang Yu slowly walking with expressionless faces, the faces of several swordsmen in black were pale.

"Everyone..."

Yang Yu pulled a chair from the tea shop and sat on the long street, looking at several swordsmen of Longyuan Guard:

"Talk about it?"

...

...

Huh ~

The warm river breeze at noon blew across the bow deck, blew the long red robe hair. On the deck, Yu Fengxian stood with a knife and looked in front of her cold eyes.

In the distance, there is the city gate closed, and in front of you are luxurious warships.

On the warship, guests from the royal palace with strong and strong aura stood side by side, surrounded by the fat middle-aged man with a wide body of flesh and eyes that could not even see his eyes.

"You shouldn't have come back..."

Looking at his niece with phoenix eyes on the deck, Zhang Lingfeng sighed slightly.

"Where is grandma?"

Yu Fengxian had no expression on her face.

"She is naturally in the mansion, the ancient Buddha of Qinglan, as usual."

Zhang Lingfeng shook his head slightly:

"They don't care about the friendship between father and son, but your second uncle, I don't do anything that is angry or resentful..."

"ridiculous!"

The sharp qi piping, Yu Fengxian was angry: "Zhang Lingfeng, you imprisoned your mother and Ling's father, aren't it enough to be angry enough for heaven and man to resent?!"

"If a father kills his son, and a mother poisons his son, and if a father is unkind, he will naturally be unrighteous!"

Zhang Lingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his voice echoing above the river:

"Fengxian, go! The second uncle doesn't want to fight with you."

"Zhang Lingfeng, your hypocritical appearance is really like a eunuch in the palace. It is hypocritical and disgusting!"

Yu Fengxian's eyes were cold and her words were like a knife.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingfeng laughed wildly, laughing loudly, and was hoarse:

"What a very eunuch, okay, okay!"

His eyes were filled with violence and sadness, but it was finally suppressed:

"Fengxian, do you know why I have been tolerant for more than ten years, but why I have stopped holding on?"

Yu Fengxian clenched her long sword and looked around. There were many figures on the battleship, including guests, coaches and guards who watched her grow up.

"For more than ten years in prison, I was always wondering why I couldn't get into the old man's eyes, but I always had a hint of expectation in my heart.

The eldest brother died early, the third brother became a monk, Long Fu was incompetent, no matter what, it was my turn."

Zhang Lingfeng murmured to himself, his face gloomy:

"But I didn't expect that they would rather recruit a slutty man as their son-in-law and risk being taken away by outsiders to clamp down on me!"

"Why?!!"

Boom!

It seemed like a thunder flashed through the sunny day.

Looking up again, the violence in Zhang Lingfeng's eyes was beyond suppression. He stared at Yu Fengxian, his voice hoarse and cold:

"Fengxian, I'll ask you again if you are thinking about your uncle and nephew. Do you never follow me?"

In the deep and cold breath, Yu Fengxian spoke: "Zhang Lingfeng! Do you know why grandpa looked down on you from beginning to end?"

Zhang Lingfeng did not say a word, but his expression changed a little.

"When grandpa told me about the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, you said, "You are agile, but you lose your purity. When you meet the strong, you will be weak, and when you meet the weak, you will be strong. If you are the king, then the Longyuan Tao will be destroyed!"

"The strong prey on the weak and the strong will survive, and this is the way of heaven."

Zhang Lingfeng's expression was indifferent:

"At this moment, the Manjiang warships, inside and outside the city, are all in my hands. What do you think? And what should you do? So what can you do?"

Huh ~

The sound waves echoed on the river surface, on many warships, with swords and swords like forests, and there were even a breath that made her feel throbbing.

"Grandpa taught me..."

Yu Fengxian pinched the handle with five fingers, slowly crossed the knife, and looked calm, and he paused every word:
Chapter completed!