These are two hands that symbolize the greatest power of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, the two hands were clenched into fists on the table, and then slowly unfolded.

As the hands slowly unfolded, the tense hearts of everyone around him seemed to relax, as if the hands were holding everyone's hearts when they were clasped tightly before.

The owner of these hands.

Naturally, he is the current Emperor of Ming Dynasty.

He has big ears, a square nose and a wide mouth. Sitting there is like sitting in the center of the entire hall. Everyone must pay attention to him. Even if they dare not raise their heads to look at him, they have to face him head-on.

Hold him.

Perhaps there was only one person in the room who could still raise his head to look at him.

This person is like a man who can change the rain, the sword, the waves, and the clouds.

However, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty did not care about Lang Fanyun's direct gaze at him. As his hands slowly spread out, the letters in his hands turned into ashes. He looked straight at Lang Fanyun and said.

"How do the Langqing family think the world will be dominated?"

Lang Fanyun said calmly, "The common people are no more than the rough and tumble people of the rivers and lakes. If you are not a member of the imperial court, your Majesty does not need to call me Qing family.

It is said that this person will dominate the world.

Shu Lang said bluntly, after all, this person was born in the Holy Dynasty, and later transferred to the Shenwu Kingdom. His father's origin is mysterious and unknown. Almost most of the current political forces in the Shenwu Kingdom have fallen into the hands of this person. Only one Wushuang City is still alive.

Can compete with it.

If this person's world can capture Wushuang City, he will surely become the new martial arts leader of the Shenwu Kingdom.

However, the imperial court of Shenwu Kingdom did not suppress or attack this person, and the inside story is intriguing."

"Um......"

The Emperor of Ming Guo pondered, nodded slowly and said, "If his men really rescue Zhu Wuwu, whose intention do you think this is? What will his next step be?"

As soon as Lang Fanyun heard this, he understood what the emperor wanted to ask.

Since the person who rescued Xiong Ba was the Tonghuang among the Twelve Evils in Tianchi, isn't it obvious which party it is?

But at this time, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty still asked the question knowingly, and it was clear that he meant something.

Lang Fanyun didn't respond directly, but said calmly, "What the emperor doesn't know about, the common people themselves don't know about, so they don't dare to make rash judgments."

The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty snorted softly, knowing that after all this man was so reckless, he couldn't stand him.

If Yan Jing'an from Cihang Jingzhai hadn't come forward this time, this person might not have been able to move him.

If it were normal times, he certainly wouldn't care about this sudden change.

However, at present, all the masters around him are dead and injured, and only Ghost King Xu Ruowu and a group of people from the Jing Nian Zen Sect are left. There are really too few top masters who can be mobilized by the outside world.

Thinking of Yan Jing'an's death again, he felt tired, stretched out his hand to support his forehead, waved his hands and said, "That's all, you can go ahead. You and Cihang Jingzhai both contributed this time, and I will never forget it."

"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Lang Fanyun was not ignorant, he finally saved his face, clasped his fists and turned around to leave.

This time he was really discouraged. The death of his wife Xixi a few years ago had left him devastated. His close friend Yan Jing'an also died, and his Rain Covering Sword was broken in the hands of the leader of Black Wind Village.

Lang Fanyun only felt that in this world, with his famous Rain-Converting Sword, he came and went, but in the end he could not get past the word "life and death"!

The heart of a living person is dead.

A dead heart cannot live.

Isn't this something more uncomfortable than death?

"Your Majesty, Lang Fanyun goes his own way and is quite disrespectful to you. Even if he has merit, he should not be so disrespectful. Your Majesty, why don't you blame him?"

At this moment, a shadow flashed in the hall, and a tall, thin and tall figure like a ghost slowly walked out.

Wearing ordinary commoners, he has a slender face, and his deep-set eye sockets make his superb eagle nose more prominent, giving people a deep impression of perseverance and calmness. Combined with his focused expression, the whole person exudes an indescribable sense of mystery and joy. charm.

The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was not surprised at all by the appearance of this person. In fact, the person who had been guarding him since the Nanwang incident was not the old eunuch.

Instead, they were the shadow eunuchs pretended to be by monks from the Jing Nian Zen Sect, and the Ghost King Xu Ruowu.

He looked at Xu Ruowu carefully, shook his head and said, "Everyone should learn to blame themselves first before blaming others. Otherwise, he is just a child who has not grown up.

From the Nanwang incident, I had already thought that it would be Zhu Wuwu's handiwork, and I had already taken precautions, but in the end I missed the leader of the Black Wind Village.

This person can be regarded as a hero. Originally, there was a possibility for me and Zhu Wuwu to ease the game slowly, but in the end, I had a greater chance of winning.

It's a pity... This person put some things on the table in front of everyone in the world, forcing me and Zhu Wuli to start a war in advance...

Now that Zhu Wu is still alive, my real trouble has come.

If not, can you share my worries?"

Xu Ruowu showed a smile, and then said with emotion, "The number of days is determined. Your Majesty, you must remember that all my actions in Xu Ruowu are to protect your Zhu family and the world, so that all the people of the Ming Dynasty can enjoy peace forever. .”

The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was shocked and stared into nothingness, "What are you going to do?"

Xu Ruowu's eyes pierced with two rays of light, "The goal of rescuing Zhu Wuwu's people is your position. Zhu Wuwu's goal is also your position. The goal of the leader of Black Wind Village is Zhu Wuwu and you.

Nothing can escape you. Do you dare to use yourself as bait?"

...

In the most spacious and luxurious building on Xiake Island, there were two banquets.

Jiang Dali and Wang Yuyan sat at separate tables and looked at the Laba porridge being served.

The hot porridge is steaming, and bubbles are rising from the bottom of the porridge.

But I saw that the bowl of porridge was all dark green, and the things it mixed with were strange and strange. The vegetables were not like vegetables, and the grass was not like grass. Some of them looked like tree roots cut into fine particles, and some looked like cassava pressed into flat pieces. It smells very strong of medicine and looks indescribably weird.

This kind of Laba porridge was completely beyond Wang Yuyan's imagination. It could be said that it had no color, flavor or flavor at all.

It even looks like a bowl of highly toxic water instead of delicious Laba porridge.

Wang Yuyan couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the two island owners Longmu still wanted to poison them?

But with such obvious "poison", it's just like treating people as fools, right?

At this time, the owner of Dragon Island, who had his arm fixed and rebonded and bandaged, introduced Jiang vigorously: "This bowl of Laba porridge on our island uses special ingredients. The most important one is 'Heart-breaking grass that corrodes bones and rots the heart'. It can only be used after it blooms." Village owner, please feel free to drink it!"

"This...how can I feel reassured?"

Wang Yuyan looked at the frighteningly green bowl of porridge and resisted in her heart.

Jiang Dali smiled and said, "Yes, yes, this porridge water is indeed good. I don't drink your porridge water for nothing, so I drank a bucket and taught you the same moves as Old Man Mu in the "Tai Xuan Jing" martial arts.

But afterwards, you two island owners have to hand over all the materials and recipes for making Laba porridge to the owners of this village."

The owner of Longmu Island was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately applauded happily.

Why did the two of them work so hard to build a chivalrous island?

Isn't it just to study the martial arts carved on the stone walls on the island?

This has almost become their obsession, and it is their last dream to pursue before they die.

Apart from that, both of them have no other pursuits.

What does it mean to be the supreme in martial arts, and what is the best in the world?

What's the point for people like them who are over a hundred years old? It's better to do something they want to do.

Therefore, as long as Jiang Dali is willing to explain the "Tai Xuan Jing", the two owners of Longmu Island will agree to almost anything except not doing evil things.

Jiang Dali laughed and swallowed a bowl of Laba porridge in one gulp.

Immediately, I felt a heat all over my body, even more intense than the burning knife and drink in my mouth. After a while, I felt a ball of fire rising from my lower abdomen, my limbs and bones were all warm, and the true energy in my Dantian began to become active.

Reflected on the panel, the internal strength has been directly increased by 50 points.

“What a delicious Laba porridge!”

When Wang Yuyan was dumbfounded, Jiang Dali ordered the island owner beside him to scoop up a bowl of porridge himself, eating the bowl one by one.

While drinking, he spoke out a sword technique recorded in the "Tai Xuan Jing".

"Is this porridge really drinkable?"

Wang Yuyan picked up a bowl of porridge in surprise and covered her little cherry mouth with her sleeves.

First I licked it, then my eyes lit up, and I immediately started to drink the porridge water in small sips. I felt that my whole body was hot after drinking, and some beads of sweat appeared unconsciously on my nose and smooth forehead.

On the other side, Jiang Dali was dissatisfied and simply picked up the bucket, picked up the ladle and drank wildly. He was sweating profusely while drinking, and beads of sweat appeared on his shiny bald head.

The two masters of Longmu Island were waiting eagerly on the sidelines, waiting for every word Jiang Dali said about martial arts. They immediately remembered and figured out the appearance of a well-behaved disciple, and he was completely a complete martial arts idiot.

Half an hour later.

The barrel bottomed out.

Jiang Dali threw away the ladle with a bang, patted his round belly and laughed with satisfaction, "This Laba porridge is not bad. In the future, I will prepare more porridge water for regular consumption in my Black Wind Village."

In just a short time, after eating a bucket of Laba porridge, his Qi had increased by more than 1,300 points.
To be continued...