"Your Majesty, this is the list submitted by the various armies to participate in the selection of weapons. ”

White Emperor Palace, Imperial Garden, under the Xuantian Wood, Zhao Yu took a letter from Liang Po's hand, which recorded the dense names of people, the selection of weapons is no longer based on five people, but the selection of the most elite standard, that is, fifty sergeants, and then transmitted to the capital, in the ten days after the selection of weapons.

Because the scrolls exchanged by the system have anti-heaven only that can ignore the distance, so at this time, the sergeants who are closer to Youzhou have already come to Shenjing City.

The young emperor opened the fold in his hand, raised his hand and drank a sip of the bitter tea brewed by rouge earlier, and then raised his eyes and swept it from beginning to end, but his gaze suddenly stopped at the end, and then the corner of his mouth smiled lightly, turned his head to Liang Po behind him and said:

"Po'er, I saw an acquaintance, do you remember that when we passed by Fengcheng, there was a rich boy named Wang Jing, who told a story by the small lake, drank some tea, and sponsored a big carriage for me. ”

"Impressed. ”

Liang Po's mind couldn't help but think of the young figure howling and crying in the square after the beast tide ended, and the pig-like voice was still fresh in his memory.

"He's about to teleport to the White Emperor's Palace, you go and call him over, I want to catch up with him. ”

After a whirlwind, the blue-white pillars of light around Wang Jing gradually disappeared, he opened his eyes, and the scene around him changed dramatically in an instant, and the first feeling was cold, biting cold.

Guizhou, where Fengcheng is located, is located in the central region of Great Xia, at this time it is the season of high autumn and cool weather, and the temperature is extremely comfortable, but Shenjing City, which is located in the northwest of the vast Central Plains of Shenzhou, is already cold.

The howling cold wind and the heavy snow falling in the sky are telling Wang Jing and others that none of this is a dream.

In an instant, across a million miles.

Several people glanced at each other, and they all saw extreme shock in each other's eyes, although the commander had told them before, and they were also prepared for this, but after the real experience, the feeling was completely different.

Ignoring the region, swimming in the cracks of the space bubble, regarded as a realm of no distance, that is the pursuit of the top powerhouse for a lifetime, but now, it is very likely that everyone has this ability to seize the world, and they can't imagine what Great Xia will become at that time.

Wang Jing raised his eyes and saw the surrounding scene, at this time they were on a wide platform, beside him was an extremely tall and towering, wild and solemn giant stone statue, flashing with a leisurely light, not far from the line of sight, there was a taller tree, piercing the entire sky, such a strange scene, for a while he was in a trance.

Several people were stunned, and suddenly an extremely solemn question sounded in their ears, accompanied by a uniform sound of sharp blades unsheathed:

"The White Emperor's Palace is important, report the name, the troops to which it belongs, and take out the military order, otherwise you will be killed on the spot. ”

The strong iron-blooded murderous aura came from the surface, making Wang Jing and the others, who were already well-trained, react in an instant, and the slightest fierce aura also came out of the body and converged into one.

"Wang Jing, return to the Fengcheng Thunder Army, this is the military order for me to wait. ”

Wang Jing punched his brother with his right fist, and then took out a small token and handed it out, after the imperial city guards led by him took it, he took it carefully, waved his hand, and all the sharp blades were sheathed at the same time, and just wanted to speak, he heard an extremely mellow voice ringing in his ears, and at the same time a burly figure approached from a distance.

"Wang Jing, after a few months, have you ever been okay?"

After Liang Po approached, all the imperial city guards beat their chests with their right fists and saluted:

"Lord Liang!"

Looking at the unusually burly, bald Liang Po in front of him, Wang Jing's eyes widened, his mouth opened and rounded, enough to swallow an egg, and muttered:

"It's you, you, you. ”

You couldn't name it for a long time, but he definitely remembered the burly figure in front of him.

Before the galloping of ten thousand beasts, one person was the pass, and ten thousand people were not opened, such a fierce person, he would never meet a few times in his life, and it was precisely because of this person that Wang Jing had an emotion in his heart, which was called the desire for power.

The feeling of being in the midst of all armies, rushing and killing, and bursting with adrenaline, made him deeply obsessed.

"At that time, I was in a hurry, and I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Liang Po, you come with me, I have an acquaintance who wants to catch up with you. ”

After finishing speaking, Liang Po took the lead in walking outside, and Wang Jing and the rest of the Thunder Army soldiers around him followed after a few words.

The Imperial City Forbidden Army, which was originally arrayed in front, took two steps to both sides in an instant, spreading out a road, neatly aligned, and imposing.

Looking at the pace ahead of him was not fast, but each step crossed the burly back of the extremely far away, Wang Jing couldn't help but think of the young man who told the story by the lake that day, the young man with serious eyes.

If I am not mistaken, this should be the young man's general, and the most important thing is that listening to what the Imperial City Forbidden Army said at the beginning, this is the White Emperor Palace where the Lord of Great Xia lives.

Whose home will be unimpeded in the White Emperor's Palace?

Whose home will be able to stand firm before the torrent of beasts?

Only the Emperor!

As you move forward, the surrounding scene gradually changes, and all kinds of unnamed flowers bloom on both sides of the road, and exude a faint and charming fragrance.

The towering towering divine tree not far away is getting closer and closer, Wang Jing's fists are gradually clenched, swallowing some dry saliva, he Wang Jing Wang Dashao can be regarded as having seen the world, before he and his father also went to Fengcheng's Taishou family to worship the New Year, and even in front of the beast tide that happened once in a hundred years in Hexu Mountain.

But ten thousand beasts are ahead, and they are not as nervous as they are at this moment.

Along the way, Wang Jing felt no less than dozens of waves of gaze sweeping over himself, and after each wave of gaze, the hairs on his back had to stand up unconsciously, which he could sense by his cultivation, and the number of those that could not be sensed should be more.

Finally, after a long passage, the view suddenly opened up, and it was a large lawn that was extremely flat.

Between the green life spirits floating, the spring of life playfully bubbling upwards, and under the tree is an extremely tall crystal, with the pink of cherry blossoms, and next to the crystal is a large dark black royal table.

Zhao Yu, who was sitting upright behind the imperial table, raised his head, looked at Wang Jing who came from not far away, and couldn't help but smile softly.

When we first met, you and I were both teenagers, and we used tea instead of wine by the lake, respecting the world and startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

When they met again, the emperor's robe swayed and his helmet was added, all fighting for the promise he had made.

The two pairs of eyes were intertwined, looking at the ebony-like pupils of the young emperor in front of him, Wang Jingxin instantly calmed down, because there was a vigor and spirit in the pupils that he was very familiar with.

The world is a matter of young hearts.

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