The old bottle of new wine is silent and memorable, and I remember to drink it during the Qingming Festival.

This is the original sentence of Ji Changfeng.

Of course, Ji Changfeng has not yet said this tragic saying that has accompanied countless people for half their lives to dream.

But this doesn't prevent Zhao Yang from remembering it in his heart.

After all, the conflict between Zhao Yang and Mr. Lin is just an internal conflict with different choices, and they all hope that this country can become better.

If you can't make a mistake, you will turn your back on it.

There should be no conflict as a result.

Blood sacrifice or something... Just try the lives of outsiders.

My family’s lives are very expensive, so how can they be compared with those outsiders?

It is better to not see each other than to meet.

......

......

Zhao Yang, who chose to close his door, did not wait for the legendary "East Wind".

But a group of old Taoist priests with fangs and claws came...

Yes, it's quite funny.

"Sir Jianxian, you said they were outside, and they were making these black dog blood and boys pee, what's the use?"

With a smile on his lips, Shen Bing brought Zhao Yang a cup of warm tea.

Since Zhao Yang sealed the house with the formation, Shen Bing has been stationed at Zhao Yang's house almost always. Zhao Yang wanted to twist it out, but his mother scolded him.

It can be seen that Zhao's mother was still very satisfied with Shen Bing, the "daughter-in-law".

"I'm just seeking medical treatment in a very sick way."

Zhao Yang shook his head, looked at the formation that had already been combined into the barbarians in the game on his mobile phone, and chuckled: "Instead of expecting these great immortals to break the formation, it is better to expect these barbarians to survive a few more under the Qin people's encirclement."

From the bottom of my heart, Zhao Yang was actually not disgusted with the fact that there was a person like Shen Bing around him.

It was the other person who said "husband" from time to time, which made him not very adaptable.

What's more, now he may not be able to beat Shen Bing...

"Hmm? Have you already joined the siege?"

Standing behind Zhao Yang, Shen Bing looked at the picture on the big screen and calculated. After a while, a smile appeared on his face.

"There are 1.72 million people in the north gate, most of which are tribes under the white bear's men. It seems that this white bear is going to take off a layer of skin this time."

Zhao Yang: "..."

"The algorithm of your Star Palace...is really convenient."

It was a bit awkward, Zhao Yang chatted with awkwardly.

He had not even finished reading the documents, but he had already calculated the results.

Can you still have fun?

After catching up on the document, Zhao Yang whispered: "In another month, this conflict will be over."

"A big profit?" Shen Bing blinked.

"It's natural to make a profit after spending so much effort."

"Then congratulate you, my husband."

Shen Bing pursed her lips and curved her eyes.

Zhao Yang: "...".

The barbarians are not as stupid as Zhao Yang thought.

After learning that there were places like "duplicates", except for players, most barbarian tribes began to lead their troops away. Only a few guys who were confused about their minds believed the nonsense of the "Sichelle Apostle" and rushed into the chaos to fight with the White Bear Player Sect.

Li Liang said that the battle situation was very tragic.

Not to mention the players who are full of elite soldiers, even in the NPC, two cruel butchers appeared.

Now the six counties of Youyan have become a mess.

Only after they decided to decide the outcome, the Qin army planned to come out and clean up the mess.

By then, for Daqin, it was the beginning of the truly tragic war.

Taking a sip of tea gently, Zhao Yang picked up his phone and controlled the character to jump into the air.

"Come on the sword."

Zheng!

The Great Cold unsheathed and turned into a blue light to wrap the character and rushed into the clouds.

"Since it's already messy, let's get some messy."

A chuckled appeared at the corner of his mouth. Zhao Yang planned to deliver the gifts he had prepared for them earlier.

"Four heroes fight, five real woods, six follow the clouds, follow the orders."

"In the name of the Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, it rained heavily on Li Linger and others."

"I'm not here to come quickly!"

In Zhao Yang's words, after the formation amplitude of the Dao game character's formation is transformed into a completely golden Qin Wen flying into the sky.

After a while, a large black cloud came from the south.

During the period, there were endless thunder and lightning broke through the sky.

One man and one sword stand under the clouds.

On the face of the game character, a golden white shines, looking at the dark clouds like a god.

The long sword in his hand pointed to the battlefield below, and Zhao Yang said in a cold accent:

"According to the emperor's edict, this month, the mouth of the beacon, Aries Road, Qingyang County and other six counties, it should rain heavily for three days."

Rumble.

The rolling thunder sounded.

Four heroes fight, five real wood, six followers.

These are not the first-class immortals and gods, but some celestial phenomena produced by the time of the First Emperor and the sacrificial texts.

It rose from the time of Emperor Shin-Yun, and was destroyed with the Qin Dynasty.

But these astronomical things always exist, but they have been changed by others and are no longer responsible for the Qin Dynasty.

Because no one worships them with sacrifices anymore...

Now that the Great Qin has reappeared, these old signs of the Qin Dynasty have naturally emerged.

As a priest of the Great Qin Dynasty, Zhao Yang's identity naturally has the right to communicate with them!

"Take it!"

brush!

As another sword light rose from behind Zhao Yang, carrying thousands of original currency, rushed into the dark clouds together.

The next moment.

Lightning and thunder!!!

In less than ten minutes, large areas of dark clouds gathered from all over the place, and finally formed a covered black cloud that enveloped the six counties.

heavy rain!

heavy rain!

The rain was covered with heavy rain!

On the ground, the barbarians who were still fighting were in chaos at this time!

"It's dark...the great Sirius God! Did you come?"

I don’t know how many believers who respect the gods knelt on the ground.

Looking at the sky, the sudden astronomical phenomena came, I felt that my blood was cold all over my body.

"Ula!"

"Ula!!"

"Great Sirius God! Ula! Is your vision attracted by the courage of your bloodlines!!!"

Under the leadership of their respective tribes, some tribes on the verge of chaos have withdrawn. Under the leadership of tribal sacrifices, they kneel down and bow to the ground, and bow to the flashing thunder in the sky.

The God of Sirius?
To be continued...