Chapter 123

Yanjing, the capital of the world.

This ancient, full of poetry, vicissitudes of the ancient capital, has stood in the world for 700 years.

War.

Humiliation.

Indignation.

For five thousand years in China, no ancient capital has experienced more tragic deeds than Yanjing.

The last real imperial figure turned into a golden rain and disappeared.

This vast land.

In the era of repression, the strong appeared, foreign enemies invaded, and the country was destroyed. During that period, dark clouds covered the stars, which was called dark China!

There's no such thing as an emperor.

Like tigers and wolves, overseas countries, which have been coveting for many years, have no fear.

Overseas eight nation states.

On that day, the whole sky was dyed red by the killing. The firewood wolves, tigers and leopards regarded the Oriental territory as nothing and acted recklessly. The ancient buildings that had witnessed 5000 years of history were mercilessly burned down, and the valuable jade articles were even robbed.

It's just going abroad.

It took ten days and ten nights!

Yanjing, the capital of the emperor, is the palace of the emperor!

It has become a place for barbarians to play. The golden throne has been trampled on many times.

Sad!

However, in those days, even if there were no imperial figures, as long as there were all the royal families in the south of the Yangtze River, it would not be like this at all.

It is.

Domestic and foreign troubles.

Only the supreme royal family came to fight against the enemy.

Dark times.

The eight kings of martial arts, who are all descendants of the Chinese people, not only don't fight, but also go their own way. They boast that they are superior gods. They only care about their personal fame and wealth, and don't care about the life and death of the Chinese territory.

Exploit the people.

In order to make his family younger and achieve a good reputation in the war through the ages, he chased sanzun, who was fighting against the barbarians!

The truth of the year.

Few people know!

If not.

It's critical.

Longhushan Tianshi mansion was born in anger.

"Too many good days, forget the shame!"

"If a gentleman doesn't learn, he has to be a group of hypocrites and cry for the barbarians!"

Bang!

"Go, tell these media, report these again, all seal up, never employ!"

There was another furious sound of clapping the table, and then there was another sharp rebuke.

"Mr. Yang, who are you arguing with?"

"Well, it's not one of the eight barbarian nations. There is an 800 year old building that was burned down."

"Some people in the folk began to mourn for it, saying that this is the loss of all mankind, and the momentum is quite strong."

From time to time, some tired sighs came out from several quiet halls.

"Don't be sad, Mr. Yang. It's not as good as before. Now the country is peaceful and the people are in peace. As long as you're free, you'll pursue a noble thought. To put it bluntly, you can sum it up in one word of the common people

Old Yang Qishan, dressed in an old black dress, sat at a dark desk.

Physically and mentally tired, he closed his eyes and gently pinched his eyebrows. At this time, he was a little disappointed in his heart. He weakly waved to the young guard to go out first. He wanted to be quiet.

Wait for the young guard, get out, close the door.

Some atmosphere dignified study.

After a long time.

Then came a sigh full of grief and indignation.

"Alas

The national enmity and family hatred, once brought to them by the eight nation country, have been forgotten by many people with their comfortable life.

What 800 year old buildings burned down?

Four hundred years ago.

The barbarians of the eight nations have done a lot of things in our land. Are there few ancient buildings that they burned down?

So far.

They robbed countless precious national treasures, tens of thousands of volumes of ancient books bearing a long history of China.

Which one has been returned?

It's shameless to take out the looted things as your own and auction them wantonly!

Now.

One of their ancient buildings was burned down. Compared with the past national war, the way of heaven is reincarnated and the heaven is retributed!

"A group of young children living in infancy, I have learned the false compassion and the false nobility of the overseas barbarians instead of learning how to be unyielding and unyielding."

Looking at the study window.

This palace is shrouded in darkness.

Yang Qishan, one of the senior citizens of the country, is really feeling physically and mentally sleepy and can't help worrying.

If one day.

The barbarians of the eight ethnic countries abroad tear off the mask of hypocrisy and make a comeback, intending to invade this land again. As 400 years ago, there will be many heroes who are willing to sacrifice their personal interests and shed their blood for the sake of the ancient nation!Yang Qishan's turbid eyes, looking deep into the palace, flashed a trace of confusion on his face and muttered to himself: "maybe this Chu Lingxiao, like the old man guarding the imperial mausoleum, is really the descendant of the emperor."

"Marquis Lin, why don't you want to leave the imperial mausoleum and join the imperial group?"

……

Bang!

Deep in the dark palace, at the entrance of the silent imperial mausoleum, two bodies slowly fell to the ground.

An old man in plain clothes, with no sadness or joy on his face, carried his hands and sighed.

"There are two more people who don't know the height of the earth. This year, it should be the eighth one!"

Lin Tianhou waved his hand.

The two bodies that fell on the ground turned into nothing in an instant, leaving only a thick pool of blood.

His face suddenly changed.

In a cold voice, he disdained to say to himself:

"if you don't stay in the deep mountains and ancient forests to escape the encirclement and suppression of the eight rat generation kings, you will come to me to seek death!"

He is the Marquis of the forest.

He has been guarding the mausoleum for 500 years.

Don't say it's peerless. Even if Zhang Daoqian from the Tianshi mansion of Longhu Mountain comes here, he won't show any affection to enter the imperial mausoleum!

"Well?"

In the sight, a white figure suddenly appeared, and Lin Tianhou frowned.

Another one.

Still a young man, arrogant and ignorant!

Lin Tianhou, with both hands on his back, walked face to face. An invincible master's demeanor came into being.

But not yet.

The whole person instantly knelt on the ground, his head was dizzy, and his pupil was full of consternation.

"This How could it be... "

Just before he closed his eyes, he saw the white clothes and walked into the imperial mausoleum step by step.

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