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After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the son's heart could not help but mention it.

All the soldiers he brought out from the frontier had jiedan territory, which was a large army made of friars and almost invincible on the border.

However, such a large army, in the face of the huge Jia family, is still not enough to see.

Inside, why is there still no sound coming out.

Could it be that his armies were almost destroyed in an instant?

"Newspaper, your highness! Inside... " A soldier burst out and yelled.

"What's going on in there?"

"Inside There were dead bodies of monks of the Jia family everywhere, and two elders of the Jia family were killed. At present, there are only a few mediocre servants and maids who have not been cultivated. " The soldier replied.

"What?" He couldn't believe his ears.

That's the Jia family.

Gathering numerous powerful people, they occupy Longchuan state, and even ignore them.

"However, except for the two elders of the Jia family, it seems that the other powerful members of the Jia family are not in the family." The soldier replied again.

The son of the world was also very clever and immediately realized what had happened.

"Someone took advantage of Jia's strong people's absence to attack Jia's family." The son of a family walked into Jia's house and looked around..

Those corpses can't be fake. They are all monks of Jia family.

Ye Ling went to a pile of bloody corpses, frowned slightly and said, "the two elders of the Jia family are the strong ones in the great Zhou Dynasty. They didn't expect the death to be so miserable. Who did it? "

"No matter who it is, it's a good thing for us!" The son of the world laughed and turned his head and asked, "where is the old Jia Han?"

"Back to your highness, Jia Han is in the best spirit spring!"

"Go! Let's go The son laughed and whipped away.

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Lingquan hall.

Here, there is a very rare spirit spring, every three years, there will be a continuous stream of spiritual springs from the spring, the spirit overflowing.

Longchuan is a country of friars. When the imperial capital was established, it was also considered that the whole imperial capital was expanded with Lingquan as the center.

The best Lingquan is very precious, which can help people improve their strength quickly.

Except for the royal family, the meritorious officials who have made great contributions to the Longchuan state, no one else can enter it.

At this time, before the Longquan hall, there were many people standing.

From a distance, this is a confrontation between the two sides, with a trace of murderous air in the air.

On the one hand were soldiers with gold armour, and on the other, though they were a group of friars, they were of great momentum.

"Your Majesty, the master of the family is now in the Lingquan hall to do some training. It is not convenient to come out to see your majesty. Please don't be surprised." A monk said with a smile.

The rest of the friars were also smiling, showing no respect for the emperor.

Surrounded by many soldiers, the emperor sat in a small sedan chair without saying a word.

"It is said that your majesty has only recovered completely recently. It is better to have a good rest in the palace and not to wander about." The friar laughed again.

The curtain of the sedan chair trembled slightly.

"I have been silent for so long that you curfews have forgotten their awe." A gloomy voice came from the sedan chair.

The friar sneered, "what did your majesty say? When did we not respect you?"

Whoa!

The curtain was blown open, and a dark shadow flew out of the sedan chair and rushed directly towards the monk.

The friar quickly stretched out a hand and slapped heavily on the shadow.

Bang!

The palm is opposite, actually does not move a cent.

The two were even.

The friar was more arrogant and said: "what is the first friar of Longchuan, your majesty, I advise you to abdicate as soon as possible!"