Chapter 815

Deep in the back of the mountain, the quiet and vast surface of the lake is rugged and shining.

The book boy brought Xia Houjun and his party here and said in a voice, "master is fishing for meditation. I can only help you to come here. Whether you can persuade master to go out of the mountain depends on your ability."

Xia Hou Jun said: "thank you fairy boy."

He waved, and immediately someone handed the bookboy the gold and silver jewels that had been prepared, and took him away.

Xia Houjun and more than a dozen powerful ministers walked less than ten meters and saw an old man in hemp clothes and coarse cloth fishing on the bank.

His figure was extremely rickety, and he looked less than 1.5 meters. His eyes were sunken, his skin was wrinkled, and his wrinkles were like withered old bark, which were stacked together. There were only a few sparse white hairs left on his hair, and his teeth were almost gone -

it seemed that a gust of wind could easily blow him down.

This -

is this the God of war of the six kingdoms, Jiang Wanjun, who used to be invincible?

How old you are!

All the powerful and senior officials in Xixia were stunned, looking at each other face to face, and their hearts were like ashes -

disappointed!

What a disappointment!

It's very different from what they expected!

It suddenly occurred to them that the God of war of the six Kingdoms is 120 years old this year. It is a miracle that an old man of this age can live.

Not to mention going out again to fight the enemy, it's a question whether we can even go down the mountain.

It seems that no matter how tough the heroes are, they can't stand the erosion of time, and they can't fight against time -

the officials of the Western Xia Dynasty are very sorry. It seems that this trip is doomed to fail, and they are all ready to fight to the end with the Dragon Spirit army God, and even to die.

"Poop

At this time, marquis Xia suddenly fell on his knees, kowtowed to the old man respectfully, and cried out:

"Marquis Xia, the 32nd generation monarch of the Xixia royal family, meet old Jiang Zhanshen!"

Bang -

the whole audience of Xixia dignitaries were all dumbfounded, full of shock and confusion.

What's shocking is that Marquis Xia should be so polite to the worthy corporal and pay such a heavy tribute to Jiang Wanjun, and the king of a country kneels down and kowtows. Is this really amazing?

What I don't understand is that the old man has become a waste. Why is Marquis Xia so polite? It's a waste of time.

After a long time, Jiang Wanjun, a fisherman, began to speak. His voice was hoarse and feeble, as if he would die at any time: "the people of the Xiahou royal family have passed to the 32nd generation -"

he said with emotion: "your grandfather and I went to the battlefield together and killed the enemy. Is he OK?"

Marquis Xia was very respectful and looked sad. "Grandfather, his old man died ten years ago. He often mentioned you to me when he was alive. Until his death, his biggest regret was that he couldn't see your old man for the last time -"

"he also told me that you are our eternal patron saint of Xixia and will protect us forever."

Jiang Wanjun was silent, but with a rather thought-provoking smile, "if you don't fight, you're the best one among the kings, you little boy, with such skillful use of the emperor's skills."

"Well, what can I do for you?"

Bang Bang -

Marquis Xia kowtowed three times respectfully, his eyes were congested, and said: "the army of Donghua is near the city, and the capital of Xixia is in danger. Please come out of the mountain and save our capital!"