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The ninth year of the new calendar, February 2nd.

Although the cold winter of last year was late, it was here. Although it had passed two months, the weather was still extremely cold. In and outside the city, there were only lights and firecrackers, but there was no green at all.

All cities in Northwest Road are hung with colorful lanterns, which is very lively, and Northwest Road is even more crowded.

The merchants and warriors from all states and roads gather here. Almost no inn is available, the restaurants are in short supply, and the vast city is very noisy.

"The restaurant, the restaurant, don't even have a glass of water or wine?"

"Haha, this King of Northwest is really prohibited. The ceremony of kingship is about to be called, and the alcohol ban is not yet open?"

"Apart from the slightest wine stored in the royal palace, Northwest Road has not produced any wine for seven or eight years..."

"It is said that someone met the King of Northwest last year. I heard that his condition is extremely poor. Could it be that he wants to be happy?"

"Silence! You want to die, don't pull us..."

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All kinds of noises rolled in like a tide, and the hall was extremely noisy.

Wearing a black long gown, Wulongsheng sat in the corner, drinking and drinking by himself, and was in a noisy place, but he was like sitting quietly in the mountains.

A cup of tea makes the feeling of fairy-stewed nectar.

"Senior, my prince is sincere and I hope you will see you for a while..."

A middle-aged man with a mustache stood on his side, bowed slightly, and said softly.

"Your Lord is considerate and considerate that I have taken care of my family, relatives, sect brothers, and even illegitimate children.

only……"

After falling from the tea cup, Wulongsheng said lightly:

"Do you know, what is the change of heaven?"

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned and said with a look of calmness:

"I hope to hear the details."

"The so-called changes in the sky are not just the extreme environments over the years, not the heavy wind and snow that have not dispersed, but the old concepts will be replaced and subverted."

Wulongsheng took a sip of tea:

"It's like your head, who was just a postman who was cut off. In just a few years, he not only intimidated all the masters in Liansheng's sect, but also dominated Ding'an, which is a myth..."

I heard that my master was praised, and the middle-aged man unconsciously straightened his back.

"Your head not only has great luck and great talent, but also has Daoguo who actively recognizes his master, holds magic weapons, and can even subdue a great master..."

Wulongsheng was not hesitant to praise him at all, but before the middle-aged man showed his joy, the tone was just a change:

"But what, what do he use to compare with this one?"

After falling down the teacup, Wulongsheng slowly stood up. He would not care about the ugly faces of the people in front of him and behind him:

"Do you have the stinky fish and rotten shrimp you have recruited in Northwest Road in the past few years?"

Bang!

It was like a short-term book that had been written and fell on the table.

"The foundation of human immortals? If it were written by Zhang Xuanba, then I would still be interested, Anonymous? Hahaha..."

The words are still in my ears, but people are gone.

"Old man..."

The middle-aged man's face turned blue and his heart was angry, but he had no way to attack.

"Teacher Liao, we..."

Several subordinates came forward and were about to say something, but they heard the sound of bells echoing outside, and the sound of tsunamis roaring from the mountains and thunders.

"Um?!"

The few people looked tight and went out one after another. As the bell echoed, a royal chariot headed towards the Temple of Heaven outside the city in the sound of roaring like a tsunami.
Chapter completed!