Old Tang, with a smile and a pair of eyes, said, "know, master Tang!"
"This Tangshi is extremely powerful. She once served as a tutor in Tianlong college and taught her students. It's really hard to say. I've heard that she was carrying the power of Buddha and had fought with people in the immortal cultivation world in the early years. It's a pity that our place is so remote that master Tang won't come here."
The mayor's words were full of pity. At this time, he didn't know that the old man around him was Tang Shi's grandfather. He only knew that the elder found him and said that he was willing to help the victims in the town.
"That's not sure. Maybe she will come one day." Old Tang said with a smile, seeing that the porridge was almost done, he said, "mayor, let's go and see the victims together."
"Good." The mayor laughed and walked with him to other places.
On the other side of the Imperial City, due to the sudden return of Mo ye, the originally turbulent forces of all parties stabilized. However, the news from the border town was soon received by the imperial city. When they heard about the defeat of the army, the court was silent.
When the army came to the border, several princes discussed to seize power and fight for the throne of God. Now that the enemy retreated and the night king came back, some princes felt uneasy, but they also knew that the night king did not disdain the throne of the Empire.
But they also know that the night King returns, they let the empire into such a situation, I am afraid he will not easily let them off.
"Here comes the night king!"
Outside, there was a loud voice. When the voice came, the hearts of the people in the hall were awe inspiring. The ministers looked at the figure coming outside with excited eyes.
They couldn't help calling when they saw the man with black robes and King's breath walking in.
"Night king!"
Mo Ye steps forward and goes directly to the empty throne above the hall. The two black guards who come in behind him stand respectfully on his left and right sides.
As he sat down, all the people in the hall immediately knelt down and bowed down to him.
"Good evening, your highness."
The same voice echoes in the hall, which makes the princes clench their fists secretly.
This is the night king, even if not the father's favor, but still unshakable!
"Get up!" Mo Ye leans on the throne with a touch of randomness in his strong momentum.
"Thank you, your highness." People respectfully should, this just stood up.
"I didn't expect that Xuanlong kingdom would be in such a mess in less than two years since I left. If I didn't come back this time, how many of you would like to let the enemy attack us? Still fighting for this position here? "
His voice was low and cold, and his eyes were deep and threatening. He looked at the people standing in front of him. Their faces turned white and their forehead exuded cold sweat.
They only felt a strong pressure on them, and the fear from the bottom of their hearts made their bodies tremble involuntarily. They wanted to hold on, but in the end, they could not hold on and knelt down with a plop.
"We, we..."
Some people want to talk, but they don't know where to start, or under his majesty, there is no way to argue.