This is the first time that Veenno has encountered such a variety of attack methods. It is just a full-scale attack. Illusions and magic patterns are also interspersed in it, making it difficult to guard against.

He understood why Feng Qinglang had the confidence to fight quickly, but Wei Ennuo never wanted to admit defeat. Seeing the opponent attacking again, his face suddenly turned gray and then rosy. This was a sign that a small forbidden technique was about to be activated.

Feng Qinglang disappeared in front of him again. According to his previous experiences, Wei Ennuo hurriedly turned around, but there was still no one. He screamed in his heart. The moment when the forbidden technique was activated, it was the weak period of his momentum, and Feng Qinglang was killed.

Captured just right, he quickly turned around again. Feng Qinglang, who had disappeared before, was in front of him, pointing towards his eyebrows with one finger.

Wei Ennuo was frightened. Why was Feng Qinglang a little faster? Could it be that he had been testing to see where his bottom line was?

At this point, he could only rely on experience to deal with it. He bent his whole body into a bow and leaned back to the extreme, narrowly avoiding this fatal finger.

When the shocked Wei Ennuo stood up straight again, he found that the finger that he had clearly avoided was still in front of him. There was no doubt that this was another false move by Feng Qinglang that combined illusion and martial arts to deceive him.

Ennuo felt that all thoughts were gone, his face was ashen, and even his eyes had been closed, just waiting for that finger to pierce the center of his eyebrows and pierce his spiritual sea.

However, that finger just touched the center of his eyebrow lightly, bringing a cold touch without causing any substantial harm, so he retracted it.

Veenno opened his eyes again, only to feel his heartbeat was disordered. He had not experienced this kind of frustration for many years. The celebrations in the distance were still happening, and the sleeves of the Blue River were as green as ever. But at this moment, he felt a little more unhappy.

Same taste.

Then, he carefully identified the elements of the surrounding heaven and earth to confirm whether he had fallen into any illusion trap. Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "Grandpa Veenno, don't worry, it's still the real world."

Veenno sighed: "Sunny boy, you are indeed very powerful today..." His tone was full of regret and loss.

Feng Qinglang said calmly: "Grandpa Wei Ennuo, was it Fan Ruiqing who taught you the Shenlong Jue?"

"No, it's his father." Wei Ennuo's face turned pale again. "Before he died, he asked me to take care of Rui Qing as a gift."

Feng Qinglang stared deeply at the other party and said: "However, you suggested that Fan Ruiqing should die. To do this, you did not hesitate to sacrifice the direct troops of the Dark Blade... You are very calculating. All the important factions in the dynasty have foreshadowing. No matter who it is,

When you become the emperor, you are the Supreme Emperor. Yagasi should be the best choice. Tang Xuan is far behind, but not too bad. Originally, your preference should be Long Harin, but he is too strong, but he became the worst choice in the end.

The choice..."

Wei Nuo said: "This is not the whole truth. You have made mistakes, and so have I. I thought it would be a relatively mild wrestling process..."

Feng Qinglang shook his head and sighed: "It doesn't matter what the truth is anymore. Grandpa Veenno, in your old age, you are too selfish. I think you are really not suitable to stay in the position of guardian anymore."

Wei Ennuo smiled bitterly and sighed, and said: "I understand, I will give up my seat when Li Ennuo comes back."

"Very good, several families you and you want to shelter will be safe and sound."

Ten days later, another grand national funeral

For the world, he will definitely regret Tang Rui. For many years, he can see that his brother finally became the owner of the Di Dynasty, but he resigned from the world.

But for those who are familiar with the matter, they are all booing and feelings. This is just a funeral that has been late for three years.

On the plateau of the left bank of the blue river, the yellow glazed tile is the facade, and the mausoleum built up from the boulder is magnificent and exquisite.

Feng Qinglang stood under the pine forest outside the tomb. The cold wind whispered in winter, and the pine swaying behind him, Songtao burst.

Tang Xuan beside him whispered: "Suddenly remembering that when we were young, I was here, chasing chasing ... I remember that the girl of Rui since then I like this, and then I will sit here as long as I have time ...

"

When Feng Qing looked south, he could overlook the majestic sky of the sky and look north. It was the beautiful scenery of the Phoenix field ... He shook his head slightly and let his mood removed from indulging in the past.

"You still can't get used to such a self -proclaimed."

Tang Xuan laughed bitterly: "What,‘ I, in the first half of my life, how can it be so easy to change it. ”

Feng Qinglang smiled with loneliness, and Tang Xuan said again: "You must still blame me in your heart, but if I tell you the truth then, you must rush back to Alanus. Well, I want to follow her last.

Instructions ... "

Feng Qinglang shook his head slightly again, and said, "I know, but I still blame you."

The light sound of pine forests is like the power of soothing from Mingmingzhong.

Feng Qinglang stared at the magnificent and bright mausoleum again, only feeling that his eyes were a little tingling. Some things called tears had to go out again. He turned into pine forests and whispered: "Let's walk around."

Passing through Ogasatsu Forest, below the distance is the endless blue river. The waves reflect the landscapes on both sides of the strait. Tang Xuan transferred the topic: "You will leave recently

"Yeah, the Saint Market was a mess, which caused Xingqing to mess up. The tide of refugees was about to break down the other side of the dark red vortex."

"Which great existence, can you communicate with you?"

Feng Qinglang knew which one Tang Xuan was referring to, and couldn't help laughing: "After the Dead Sea of ​​the Undead World, I never gone again. I finally won some stable days, and I was troubled by any great historical mission

Is it easy? "

Tang Xuan could only comfort: "At the very least, it is better than being an emperor. It is kept in the big cage of the palace almost all day.

Feng Qinglang laughed: "Now the politics of the Di Dynasty is the opportunity to rejuvenate. If you are well, you will praise you well in history."

It is just a drama that encourages, but in the history of the next millennium, it has become a prophecy. The revival of the dynasty, the history of the history, started from the generation of the male master Tang Xuan and became the longest turning point in the history of the Di Dynasty.

But the parties in history were just scoffed at the time, saying: "How to write me in the history of Lao Tzu, when I die, I still can't wait to flood.

Feng Qing couldn't help laughing in the faint sorrow, saying that the other party really had the potential to become a faint monarch.

"By the way, if the sacred marks are in trouble, I may not be able to travel micro -travel, helping you to help you"

"Then you can be a peerless person first"

"Of course there is no problem, I have taken that step."

"The monarch of the Di Dynasty hasn't been a peerless person for many years, I am optimistic about you, Tang Xuan children"

"You are optimistic with a fart. I am a genius who is a well -to -dwelling monarch. There are often many assassins attention. In order to become a successful faint monarch, I must be a peerless strong."
Chapter completed!