With sonorous footsteps and a tall figure, King Lingnan looked at Beiming Changfeng who was walking out in a jaunty suit of iron bones, and he suddenly came to his senses as if enlightened.
Wrong, he was wrong.
Beiming Changfeng was unmoved by the secret lying next to his pillow. Why did he and his grandfather want this thing?
There is no shortcut for anything in this world. Even if you take the lead now, you will pay a heavy price later.
If he had been as unmoved as Beiming Changfeng and controlled his power in Lingnan, today, Lingnan would still be proudly competing with the Later Qin Kingdom and Zhenbei Twenty-seven Cities, and it would be reduced to what it is now.
Secrets, secrets, if you don't beg for other people's things, you won't forget what you already have. Comparing the two sides, what you own is not inferior to this so-called secret.
Now, I have even lost my own.
"Alas..." At this time, King Lingnan let out a long sigh, and his whole body shrank.
Wrong, he was wrong.
Putting the cart before the horse.
It's a pity that I just figured it out now. It's too late. It's really too late.
"Here comes someone." After exiting the secret room door, Beiming Changfeng said coldly towards the dark night sky.
"Your Majesty." Someone immediately responded in the darkness.
"Blow this place up." The voice was cold and absolute.
"yes."
Blow up this place without leaving a trace. He doesn't want to know the secret, and of course he won't allow others to know Ziyu's secret.
Ziyu should be his wife and live happily as Princess Zhenbei, instead of being a coveted pearl.
In the east, a deep blue begins to cover the earth. The rich deep blue after the darkness before dawn is a shocking color.
"Beiming Changfeng, I'm a match for you." King Lingnan listened to Beiming Changfeng's instructions and bowed his head towards Beiming Changfeng for the first time.
Wang Tu's hegemony starts from a small perspective. People's hearts are determined by the world, and talents are unparalleled in the world.
When it's time to break it off, this is the person who does great things.
"But if I leave today, I will make you regret what you did today when he comes." King Lingnan raised his neck, his eyes bursting with domineering aura.
Today he learned this lesson and woke up, and he will never do it again in the future.
Beiming Changfeng stood there with his hands behind his back. His ears twitched slightly when he heard the words and he slowly turned around: "It's a pity that you don't have a chance."
King Lingnan's eyes widened when he heard this: "Prince Zhenbei has promised a thousand pounds, how could it be that..."
"Pfft." The sound of a sword entering the flesh interrupted King Lingnan's words.
King Lingnan stared at Beiming Changfeng, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, Beiming Changfeng didn't take action, this...
Slowly lowering his head, King Lingnan looked at the extra sword tip on his chest. The bright red blood dripped down the sword tip and splashed on the ground, creating black flowers.
King Lingnan saw clearly the tip of the sword on his chest, and after a while he slowly turned his head to look behind him.
Behind him, a young man in his twenties was wearing an ill-fitting dragon robe. His face, which was supposed to be handsome, was now covered with blood, and his eyes were already red with blood-red eyes.
He looked at King Lingnan ferociously and excitedly, his handsome face becoming more and more ferocious and twisted when King Lingnan looked over.
"Father, what do you think of my dragon robe?" the young man said with a twisted face and a smile.
"Two...two..." King Lingnan looked at the young man in front of him. Blood kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth, and he could barely speak a sentence. With sonorous footsteps and a tall figure, King Lingnan looked at Beiming, who was walking out in a suit of iron bones.
The wind blows, and suddenly I wake up like a dazzling enlightenment.
Wrong, he was wrong.
Beiming Changfeng was unmoved by the secret lying next to his pillow. Why did he and his grandfather want this thing?
There is no shortcut for anything in this world. Even if you take the lead now, you will pay a heavy price later.
If he had been as unmoved as Beiming Changfeng and controlled his power in Lingnan, today, Lingnan would still be proudly competing with the Later Qin Kingdom and Zhenbei Twenty-seven Cities, and it would be reduced to what it is now.
Secrets, secrets, if you don't beg for other people's things, you won't forget what you already have. Comparing the two sides, what you own is not inferior to this so-called secret.
Now, I have even lost my own.
"Alas..." At this time, King Lingnan let out a long sigh, and his whole body shrank.
Wrong, he was wrong.
Putting the cart before the horse.
It's a pity that I just figured it out now. It's too late. It's really too late.
"Here comes someone." After exiting the secret room door, Beiming Changfeng said coldly towards the dark night sky.
"Your Majesty." Someone immediately responded in the darkness.
"Blow this place up." The voice was cold and absolute.
"yes."
Blow up this place without leaving a trace. He doesn't want to know the secret, and of course he won't allow others to know Ziyu's secret.
Ziyu should be his wife and live happily as Princess Zhenbei, instead of being a coveted pearl.
In the east, a deep blue begins to cover the earth. The rich deep blue after the darkness before dawn is a shocking color.
"Beiming Changfeng, I'm a match for you." King Lingnan listened to Beiming Changfeng's instructions and bowed his head towards Beiming Changfeng for the first time.
Wang Tu's hegemony starts from a small perspective. People's hearts are determined by the world, and talents are unparalleled in the world.
When it's time to break it off, this is the person who does great things.
"But if I leave today, I will make you regret what you did today when he comes." King Lingnan raised his neck, his eyes bursting with domineering aura.
Today he learned this lesson and woke up, and he will never do it again in the future.
Beiming Changfeng stood there with his hands behind his back. His ears twitched slightly when he heard the words and he slowly turned around: "It's a pity that you don't have a chance."
King Lingnan's eyes widened when he heard this: "Prince Zhenbei has promised a thousand pounds, how could it be that..."
"Pfft." The sound of a sword entering the flesh interrupted King Lingnan's words.
King Lingnan stared at Beiming Changfeng, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, Beiming Changfeng didn't take action, this...
Slowly lowering his head, King Lingnan looked at the extra sword tip on his chest. The bright red blood dripped down the sword tip and splashed on the ground, creating black flowers.
King Lingnan saw clearly the tip of the sword on his chest, and after a while he slowly turned his head to look behind him.
Behind him, a young man in his twenties was wearing an ill-fitting dragon robe. His face, which was supposed to be handsome, was now covered with blood, and his eyes were already red with blood-red eyes.
He looked at King Lingnan ferociously and excitedly, his handsome face becoming more and more ferocious and twisted when King Lingnan looked over.
"Father, what do you think of my dragon robe?" the young man said with a twisted face and a smile.
"Two...two..." King Lingnan looked at the young man in front of him, blood was pouring out of the corners of his mouth, and he could barely vomit out words.