Chapter 746

The eye-catching dark coffin was put in the center of the Chang'an gate in public!

And it's facing the palace city.

The central sea is silent.

The big families are silent.

The eyes of the people in Kyoto are attracted by this coffin, and people in Kyoto are talking about it everywhere.

But the weird thing is.

Online.

News.

Or newspapers.

There was no mention of the coffin which was just on the gate of Chang'an.

It's like being deaf at the same time!

What's more strange is that some people want to send the message to the Internet, but as soon as it's sent out, it disappears instantly. When they try again, they find that their account number is abnormal.

All kinds of external transmission channels are blocked!

With the appearance of a coffin, the city seems to have fallen into a state of "closing the city".

Then, the imperial guards finally set out.

When the crowd around Chang'an gate felt that the guard would carry the coffin away, they found that these tall and powerful men surrounded the coffin and did not move it at all.

The air over this millennium old city seems to be filled with treacherous atmosphere.

Drum lane.

Song Fu.

Song Jingguo sat in the main hall, his brows locked, his face heavy.

"What does Mr. Li say?"

Song Fu, who just came back from Li's house, didn't even care to have a cup of tea. He stood in the hall and said, "I haven't seen Mr. Li. The bodyguard said that Mr. Li hasn't seen any guests recently."

Song Jingguo's brows were heavily twisted. The old hand holding the armrest of the chair could see the green tendons.

There is no doubt that they have encountered an unprecedented crisis.

The dark coffin still on the Chang'an gate has clouded the whole city of Kyoto.

Especially for those Kyoto giants.

It's like participating in the Weishui war, as if feeling a heavy sense of depression before the storm.

"Did you find God Luo?"

Song Jingguo is very angry at the moment, very angry.

There is no doubt that although he did not visit the Weishui river that night, he knew that he had been used by Li Haotian through the report of Fulu Shouxi.

Li Sheng Temple and obviously also know each other's identity in collusion.

That's Yan Di!

Mom

Rao, with the cultivation of the Song Dynasty, can't help cursing his mother.

If he had known the identity of Li futu, how could he have gone to such muddy waters?

What's more, Yan Di could have been his grandson-in-law!

Song Shou bowed his head: "master, our talents have been sent to Sichuan and Sichuan. Now we should not get off the plane."

Song Jingguo was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't care.

"Luoshen must have known Li Fu for a long time Yan Di's identity, but why does she even hide from my grandfather? Is that how she wants to leave our song family? "

The Song family leader, who has always been happy and angry, obviously can no longer maintain his normal mind, and clapped his chair heavily.

If he wants to know, how can this happen?

"In those years, I was also for her good. As her grandfather, how could I have the heart to watch her go abroad to suffer with a young man who had nothing? I didn't expect her to be so upset now. "

Song Jingguo attributed the concealment of Li futu's identity by song Luoshen to the enmity of that year.

But I don't know that although Songluo had guessed before, he couldn't be sure.

Moreover, in the absence of sufficient evidence to prove it, she even ran to tell song Jingguo that her first love boyfriend, the boy who left his hometown at that time, grew up to be the leader of the underworld and became the emperor of the world after ten years

In the face of such a fabulous news, will the Song Dynasty believe it?

Fortune, fortune, longevity and happiness all hang their heads and dare not express their opinions.

"No matter what, we must get Luoshen back as soon as possible!"

The Song Dynasty breathed heavily.

Now, song Luo God has become an amulet of their song family.

Yandi, obviously, still has feelings for Luoshen. Otherwise, he would not show up at the wedding ceremony with the man at the top of the temple without revealing his identity. Later, he sneaked into the song palace to take Luoshen away.

As long as Luoshen is still in song, there is still a chance to save the situation.

"Master, that night, we didn't fight against Yan Di. What we did was just to bring the eldest lady back. We didn't have much fault in our love and reason. We colluded with the temple, and we didn't know it. It was Li Haotian who did it alone. No matter what, the prefecture can't target us."

Song Lu whispered.At the end of the day, both husband and wife may be in trouble, not to mention that they have not yet married the Li family.

The Li family is now in a closed door attitude, so they have to be prepared to be alone.

As for fighting against the local government?

If we talk about economic war, they may still have some confidence in the Song family. But when Yandi is seriously injured and missing, the furious hell will play a slow money game with you?

Every super power will eventually develop into a huge economic empire, which is an inevitable trend. But what they use to frighten the world is force!

"Impossible?"

The heavy looking song Jingguo suddenly laughed and looked up to the direction of Chang'an gate.

"The coffin was placed on the Chang'an gate, not in front of the Li family. Don't you know what it means?"

Happiness, wealth and longevity are all silent.

……

The eastern border of Longguo.

Black dragon city.

In the dark, cold and lifeless figures cross the border from neighboring countries.

"People related to Nalan people..."

A white robe stood on the border, looking at the city at night, moring ordered.

“…… There is no amnesty for killing. "

"No

Countless figures quickly spread out and disappeared into the night like ghosts.

Los Angeles.

Nalan manor covers an area of more than 10 mu.

Patrol guards outside the manor soon found black figures from all directions.

The other side is very fast and silent, just like a ghost.

"Stop, you are..."

One of the guards roared. Before he finished speaking, a figure was approaching. Without saying a word, the scythe of death in his hand was wielded fiercely and cut it into two parts.

Blood is like mist.

The guards of the Royal Palace around were frightened and could not help but subconsciously step back with a look of horror.

The figure in the black cloak resisted the bloody scythe on his shoulder and looked at the grand Nalan palace with indifference.

"Not one."

All around the palace, blood is flowing at the same time.

Just three days.

The earth seems to be red with blood.

This nearly one million square kilometers of running snakes and walking cobras in the river and lake were completely killed, and their rebellious heads were lowered, and they gave up their resistance and crawled to the ground shaking.

This land has been trampled by the iron hooves of other nations.

Fall again.