When Zhao Shu sealed the blade in his hand, the Xixia Ji Ra Si stood on the iron rod with a single finger, and his mind was in a trance, and the wood god Ju Mang surrounded Ji Rasi's heart like a demon: "Ji Rasi, you are the pillar of the Western Xia, if you also surrender, the Western Xia will be finished, how do you face the ancestors of the Western Xia." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Ji Rasi, have you forgotten what your master entrusted you with on his deathbed? Have you forgotten what Dao Chong entrusted you with before he died? Have you forgotten your original intention of practicing martial arts? Ji Rasi, do you want to be a traitor?"

Ju Mang kept talking, like a demon, constantly prying the rock-solid mind of Ji Si.

"No, I'm for the people of Western Xia, I'm for the continuation of the party clan!"

"Haha, the continuation of the race, the life and death of the people? You are too hypocritical, you are for your own glory and wealth, you want to share the luck of the Great Song Dynasty, beyond the boundary of life and death, you are selfish and hypocritical! You have already made a decision in your heart, you have already made a decision!"

"No, I didn't, I didn't!" Ji Lasi roared in his heart, and the breath around him continued to tremble, sometimes irritable, sometimes sober, so that the disciples around him were also extremely frightened, and they didn't know what was going on.

This wood god is in an extremely distant place, and now it is only through a secret method of the god clan to make Ji Lasi's mind collapse.

When he roared and struggled, Li Chengzhen knelt in the ancestral temple in the Xixia Palace, sitting on the futon, no one knew what he was thinking, after a day passed, Li Chengzhen burned the letter of Princess Lotus to ashes, gently took off the crown on the top of his head, put it on the ancestral temple, and bowed heavily.

When it was dawn on the second day, Li Chengzhen pushed open the gate of the ancestral temple, and the guards around him saw Li Chengzhen's gray hair overnight, and immediately cried: "The lord of the country!

Li Chengzhen looked at the people around him and said lightly: "Gather hundreds of officials!"

In the sound of Li Chengzhen's words, the bell of the Xixia Palace rang immediately, and they rang one by one, and all the Xixia ministers of Xixia Gaochang gathered in the palace.

Li Chengzhen looked at these ministers and said lightly: "I have decided to go to the lord of the country and descend to the Great Song Dynasty, I only want to be the envoy of the festival, and the ministers draft the table and tell the Song court that I am willing to be the envoy of the Anxi Festival and guard the Western Regions for the Great Song Dynasty, and the ministers can go to the Great Song Dynasty freely, and the Great Song Dynasty can also send ministers here." ”

After Li Chengzhen finished speaking, he turned around and left, his words also meant that the Western Xia Kingdom no longer existed, and in an instant, all the ministers cried loudly, even if some ministers had secretly surrendered to the Great Song Dynasty, but now that it has really come to this point, everyone can hardly hide the feelings of the country, and the sound of crying and sorrow suddenly filled the entire Gaochang, countless people knelt on the ground, and countless warriors also pulled out their long knives and slashed the earth.

In the midst of this sorrowful voice, Ji Rasi, who was cultivating on the iron core, suddenly heard a howl, suddenly sobered up, and asked the people around him, "What happened?"

When Ji Rasi asked, a disciple staggered in from a distance, fell to the ground and cried loudly: "Master, Xixia is dead, Xixia is gone!"

"What do you mean, what do you mean?" looked at the disciple, lifted it up violently, and roared like an angry lion.

"Master, master, the lord of the country is already planning to descend the Song, and he is already planning to descend the Song!"

When he heard this disciple's words, he sat down directly on the ground, and when he was stunned in his heart, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and now someone has made a decision for him.

"Why do you want to lower the song? Why? We haven't lost yet, we still have the strength to win!" he stood up from the ground with a look of anger on his face, and shook the iron rod directly out with a punch.

"General Meile Dufu was wounded, the Mongols defeated the army, have occupied the palace of the king, the Sticky Bagebu surrendered, now our north has no danger to defend, the Mongols continue to threaten, countless tribes are fleeing, the king was originally ready to gather troops, but found that there were no soldiers to defend, and the Mongols killed all the way, leaving no one behind.

And in our rear, the army of Western Liao has already defeated the army of the Huoluo Kingdom, and now we are planning to advance eastward, mastering the Silk Road, we have no way out, and many tribes are preparing to flee! The lord of the country seems to take advantage of the fact that we still have the strength to surrender to the Song Dynasty and become the second Folded Family, or the existence of Western Chu, at least the people of our Party and Xiang will not be completely slaughtered!"

When this disciple spoke, he roared with his thoughts, and his body also showed anger and sadness.

"How did Meile Dufu fight, how did he fight!" After roaring for a long time, he said to the disciples around him: "You go and contact the Song people who contacted you, I want to go to the Great Song Dynasty as an envoy of Western Xia, even if we want to surrender, we must strive for the best conditions, Western Xia cannot surrender in vain!"

When Ji Lai Si said, he went directly to the palace of Western Xia, and the changes in Western Xia were immediately reported back to the Great Song Dynasty by the secret agents of the Great Song Dynasty, and they also quickly made countermeasures in the face of the changes in Western Xia.

When Ji Rasi entered the palace, he saw Li Chengzhen, and when he saw Li Chengzhen with white hair, Ji Lasi, a steel-like man, also cried and bowed in front of Li Chengzhen.

Li Chengzhen looked at Ji Laisi, a smile appeared on his face, and said softly: "What's the matter with Qing?"

Ji Sibai fell to the ground, collected his tears, and said respectfully: "The lord of the country, the minister is willing to send an envoy to the Great Song Dynasty to fight for the best conditions for the lord of the country and the best conditions for the Western Xia!"

"Haha, what is the best condition? My Li family can guard this place is the best, I may have to go to Yanjing to sing and dance for the Song Emperor, but I heard that those dead monarchs live well in Yanjing, at least I can see the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty from time to time, talk about poetry and rhetoric, but I am too young, I learn the way of arching and horses, and I don't know if those people will take care of me!"

"Lord of the country!" Li Chengzhen's words made Ji Rasi cry, and the strength in his body seemed to be gone, and he bowed to the ground for a long time and was reluctant to get up.

"The lord of the country, the minister is willing to accompany the lord of the country in this life and protect the safety of the lord of the country!"

Li Chengzhen smiled and said: "Go, go to the Great Song Dynasty and tell Emperor Song, and also bring back some poetry classics for me, I want to know the most popular poems in Yanjing!"

When Li Chengzhen said, he slowly turned around and said in a low voice: "Then Zhao Shu raised troops in his teens, saving the Great Song Dynasty and overturning, why can't I do it!"