Conservatively estimated that the Wugrain Gate, where nearly one million people gather, was silent.
There were only a sound of breathing, which was brewing a certain intense emotion.
Countless pairs of eager eyes were firmly locked under the arch and on the stone platform.
One is the lord of the time who was passed down from the ancestor Kunlun, Kunwu, and the other is Wang Jiangci, the person who made the Kunlun clan still stand together.
Kunwu represents blood, inheritance, civilization and foundation, and Jiangci symbolizes absolute force, loyalty, glory and clan role models.
It is precisely the existence of these two people that allows the Kunlun clan to stand firm and prosper forever after the Battle of Zucheng.
And almost any of them are those who are unable to witness them in their entire lives, let alone appear at the same time. Not to mention ordinary urban residents, even the high-ranking strong men in Tianyong and Qilu are rarely seen like this.
Chance.
This is a cowhide that can be bragged for a lifetime, and it is definitely the kind that cannot be bragged about.
But this kind of feeling doesn't feel much about Liu Xiao.
He just felt that since Kunwu, as a descendant of human ancestors, is so perfect, why are there so many gene mutations in the genes passed down by the same ancestor?
This look can be instantly killed even among the elves, feathers and Iris races.
Jiang Ci opened his mouth.
He opened his mouth and said something, but he didn't hear any sound.
"The precious power of farming Shen is to sacrifice the general of Kunlun; the great celebration is given to those who suffer, to relieve the suffering of pain! During the Guyuan Festival, all the people of Kunlun tribe will enjoy their joy!"
Just as Liu Xiao was puzzled, the loud voices began to echo over the square.
What's going on? The sound and picture are out of sync!?
He blinked, looking confused.
Are you watching a movie downloaded by a pirated website?
The sound reached the street where he was almost at the same time. Then, Yu Wenyi beside him looked surprised, but he tried his best to lower his voice and said.
"It's the Lord! It's the Lord's voice."
Immortal......
The one who spoke was Kunwu...Isn't it Jiang Ci...
Liu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
Fortunately, it seems that the genes of human ancestors are not going in a bad direction.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet. Even if some children wanted to speak, they were covered by adults, indicating that they were honest now.
"The heavenly moors sing and dancing to peace, and the city and the people enjoy the prosperity and prosperity together. However, we must not forget the world of heaven and earth. The tribe members are suffering from war. It is their bravery that has brought peace and tranquility today."
The voice was not over yet, Kunwu, who was under Wugu, had already finished speaking.
"The King of Northern is to protect me from Kunlun, to build a cauldron, to promote my Kunlun's heavy weapon, to protect my Kunlun's pillars, to obtain its blessing, to be the blessing of Kunlun, and to the glory of Kunwu!"
"On the day of Guyuan Festival, the King of Yubei personally went to Wugu's disciples to be happy with all the people and pray for all the people!"
After a passionate congratulations and character introductions, cheers like tsunamis erupted in the entire Tianyong City.
I have to say that this Lord is quite talkative, and the evaluation given to Wang Jiangci is beyond words.
Liu Xiao has never figured out what the relationship between the kings and the kings is. In ancient China, many people were called kings, but weren’t there any emperors and emperors in the kings? Only the separatist forces of the vassal kings became kings, but
This Kunwu also claims to be the Lord and does not say that he is the emperor of the Kunlun clan.
I always think it's quite complicated.
Most of the etiquette and laws of China on Earth inherited the Kunlun system. Logically speaking, Kunwu should be a human emperor, otherwise the relationship between superiors and subordinates will be in chaos.
But the fact is not. Also, what the hell is the name of the King of Yubei? I have never heard of it before.
All I can say is a bit messy.
Considering that the ancient Chinese name was always extremely complicated, Liu Xiao said that it was acceptable, but he couldn't remember it.
Next, it's finally time for the Holy See to speak.
Liu Xiao concentrated on his energy and prepared to see how this outstandingly handsome man was so energetic.
"I inherit the sky and stand in a strong position in the north, forever and immortal, forging in the sea of blood, and laughing proudly in the battlefield. I ask, can there be any imitation among the Kunlun tribe and the people of Tianyong? I, Jiang Cizucheng, can one person shake the three armies in the war and chaos?
, He took 244 heads of the strong, and asked, what are the achievements of the Three Marquis of Tianyong and the Lord of Kunlun?
Hum? What's going on?
Liu Xiao really doesn't understand what the Kunlun people say, but he can probably hear it.
What Jiang Ci said obviously shouldn't appear on this occasion!?
Sure enough, the surroundings began to whisper, no, they were filled with righteous indignation, and everyone's faces and eyes changed.
In the gray furry's vision, Jiang Ci's face became obviously gloomy, and he seemed not to be talking!
But the sound still echoed over the entire Tianyong City!
"I have thirty-six cities in all sizes in Chengtian, and seven people can be granted the title of marquis. There are more than one million soldiers in the country. I dare to ask the Lord, what is the Lord, what is the Lord? The ancestors of the man can be Kunlun, or I can be the Jiang Ci.
!”
I'll go!
What's going on!
Liu Xiao completely understood this sentence. Isn’t this to force the palace to usurp the throne?
Also, why is the entire square blurry and nothing can be seen?
What Liu Xiao saw in the last time was Jiang Ci turned his head and looked at Kunwu next to him.
His mouth didn't move throughout the whole process.
But this doesn't mean anything, and Feng Yu doesn't need to really speak.
Things are going on now!
What the hell is clear about the king? This tm is obviously a mutiny!
The whole street was completely in chaos, and everyone started to curse loudly. Although the language was still relatively tactful, it was not as good as the Earth and China, as the whole of Jiang Ci's ancestors, but the flames of anger were already in the chest of every Tianyong man.
break out.
"It's messy! I'm afraid it's messy!"
Yu Wenyi looked panicked and murmured to himself, and Pang Buzhuo beside him was also at a loss.
"Sister, we must go back quickly."
Don’t be too calm, and grab the turbid arm and prepare to pull her into the crowd.
But at least half of the people present had the same idea, and the other half were roaring and rushing forward. They were proud of their combat power, and the Lord was ridiculed and threatened by Jiang Ci, and the Lord was humiliated and the Lord died.
, there are everywhere, let alone the Kunlun clan.
Jiang Ci did not continue to speak, but what he said before was already very telling.
The crowd began to get restless, pushing each other and crowded. Many people didn't care about any laws and regulations, so they jumped up, or jumped onto the high walls of the houses on both sides of the street, or used the trunks to fly, and some even stepped on people.
The shoulders rushed forward.
Liu Xiao's other gray sparrow saw the end of the crowd in the distance, and the vast number of people began to retreat to the outside world, but a group of soldiers wearing silver armor blocked them back!
The Xuanyi Guards who had been hiding in the houses on both sides of the street and the Yin Yu Guards who were guarding the alleys of various streets and alleys also began to walk up the streets and climb up the high walls. Not only were everyone allowed to be confused or leave!
Otherwise, it's death!
What's the situation!? Is it worrying about a large-scale stampede to maintain order?
No, when everyone squeezed in, they didn’t see you so tough, but now they are becoming more powerful!?
Moreover, you organized everyone to leave in an orderly manner!?
Why don’t you let anyone go!?
The crying child, the helpless parents, looks so small in the face of the threat of death, and is desperate