Chapter 99

All the gods in the world, such as the eight noble families in the sky.

The most powerful Royal family with the most powerful God can be regarded as a country. But even so, they still have a little respect for the top leaders in the secular world, and will give them face.

But the Wudao royal family is different.

Since entering this era, the end of the imperial dynasty, there is no imperial peerless big man, can suppress them.

Their high profile is for everyone!

There is an ancient capital in the north. In the eyes of hundreds of millions of ordinary people, it is not a lonely imperial capital, but a real imperial capital!

Different classes.

There is a small world and a big world.

Identity is different.

Who can make the supreme royal family kneel down to worship? It must belong to the eight martial royal families.

But who can let the king of martial arts keep their peace?

There is only one, who once suppressed the strong of an era.

In the eyes of countless ordinary people, their supremacy is the old people who have lived in the forbidden Pavilion for the country and the people all their lives.

Inside.

In a pavilion surrounded by water.

A few old men with wrinkled faces and plain shirts and only a pair of cloth shoes under their feet are drinking tea and talking.

"Lao Lu, how are you doing recently? I don't think you look very good. Don't take us one step before you just lift your legs."

"Wang Guozhu, drink your tea. I'm fine!"

"Well, we five old guys don't know how many years we'll live."

It's hard to imagine.

These old people have an old face, and their clothes are no different from those farmers who work hard in the countryside.

It is the top executive in the secular world. With a wave of his hand, a million soldiers will meet. It is said that all the imperial capitals and royal families in the north and many aristocratic families in the south of the Yangtze River have to give them a thin face.

"Lao Wang, it's said that the old master of heaven is going to seal the mountain for another three months, isn't it?" the old man sitting in the West with a little white beard and a crutch suddenly asked coldly:

"have you found out? What's the reason this time? "

Several people couldn't help looking at the old man named Wang Guozhu, wearing presbyopia.

Since the end of the imperial era.

There is no imperial personage to stand up and suppress the eight martial royal families.

However.

Fortunately, the Tianshi mansion of Longhushan is willing to stand on their side. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of chaos it will be in today's world.

But the Tianshi mansion was closed this time.

It's very different from the previous several times. There is no sign. It's three months for one letter!

"I asked, but the master refused to answer. All his disciples didn't know."

Wang Guozhu, as the top leader of the Xiongbing group of the special department, wants to know why more than anyone else.

"Forget it, what do you want? I don't believe that the eight martial arts kings really dare to be self-contained in the past three months when the old master is away!" Lu Enjin, who had been ridiculed by several old people for being very weak, patted the table and got up with a trace of anger and said:

"it's a big deal. I'm going to fight with the eight parasites!"

Wen Yan.

The rest of the old people were silent.

On age.

Lu Jin is ten years older than them. She was born in the military camp. Although she is old and frail now, she can't beat her youth, but her hot temper hasn't changed at all.

On the contrary, with the growth of age, more and more.

Especially after that

Even after a few decades, it is like a thorn that can never be pulled out. It always sticks there. When they think of it, they feel very bad, angry, powerless and sad.

"Lao Lu, don't mention it. Don't you forget what Mr. Xia told us before he died?"

The old man with white beard, leaning on a crutch, sighed and said with a dim look:

"don't be enemies with them, we can't fight them..."

"Yang Qishan, I'm tired of you literati. What are you afraid of?" Lu Jin snorted coldly, holding a fire in her voice, and then sat down again, gritting her teeth and saying angrily:

"how can you comfort Xia Lao's presence in the sky if you don't get rid of the eight vampires?"

"How to make China return to the top of the world!"

These two or three hundred years.

It can be said that there are countless bad deeds of the eight martial arts kings. They rely on force to manipulate the whole secular world and deliberately play with the hard work of ordinary people!

Clearly for them.

Money, the word, is no longer important.

The wealth of any warrior royal family can be equal to the Treasury of ten superpowers!However, this is the case.

Still want to carve up two-thirds every year, if not for the Tianshi mansion, I'm afraid that all will take away!

There was once an old man who was in a high position, but always put the ordinary people in the first place in his heart. He even wore clothes with all kinds of sewing, mending and pudding. All his life, he had no children or children, and ate a simple meal, just to get back a fairness belonging to countless ordinary people!

No fear of life and death!

With 200000 troops, he went down to the south of the Yangtze River.

But at the end of the day, he was insulted and ridiculed by some eight or nine year old children of the martial arts royal family.

"You mortals don't really think that we value the money, do you?

"We just like to see you all scratching your ears and jumping up and down like monkeys, but we can't help it!"

The huge Purple Forbidden Pavilion.

I can still remember.

An old man in patched plain clothes, full of vicissitudes.

With a thin and ordinary body, we should hold up a piece of sky for countless ordinary people, and strive for the high-level of the martial arts kings who are wearing luxurious brocade clothes!

High pitched words!

A cavity of blood!

Scornful, scornful, but still a scorn.

"Just ordinary people, also want to be fair?"

"Old man, you mortals should be more happy and glorious to be trampled on and played with by us."

Although it has been nearly 90 years.

But in the past, every word and scene is often recalled.

Lu Jin, Wang Guozhu, Yang Qishan and other five world leaders are still fresh in memory. Their faces are full of sadness and their eyes are moist. It seems that they happened yesterday.

"Don't feel sorry for me, and don't think about subverting the martial arts. Facts have proved that I was wrong I'm wrong... "

The quiet ward.

As an old man who works day and night for the people all his life, his voice becomes smaller and smaller until it disappears.

That day.

The whole world is in great sorrow.

But no one knows what the truth is.

Only.

Lu Jin and others will always remember that in the voice, they asked with incomparable anger:

"mortals are doomed to be fooled by the Wudao royal family!"

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