Anyang City, Linghu Castle.

The famous Linghu family is known as the first clan of the Jin Dynasty with its great influence in the Jin Dynasty.

As the residence of the Linghu Clan members, Linghu Castle is naturally large in scale and has a wide range of atmospheres.

A circle of blue gold, only one meter shorter than the imperial city, and a city wall that is six feet narrower, circles Linghu Castle. The square Linghu Castle covers an area of ​​almost the same as the imperial city of the Great Jin Divine Emperor.

However, unlike the imperial city located in the middle of Anyang City, Linghu Fort is located in the northeast corner of Anyang City, where a living water flows directly into the city through a water gate. This living water runs through the entire Linghu Fort, and at the same time connects Linghu Fort and a huge forest garden in the northeast outside Anyang City.

The area of ​​that forest garden is as large as seven or eight sizes as the imperial city, including mountains, hills, trees, grasslands, lakes and streams, flowers that are unforgettable all year round, green and beautiful trees all year round, countless palaces and pavilions, and countless rare birds and beasts.

This live water, as well as the water gate where the live water enters the city, is under the control of Linghu.

The great people of the Linghu family were in high spirits. As long as they boarded a small boat, they could go upstream and pass through the small, year-round water gate, they could go straight from the majestic and atmospheric Linghu Castle to the exquisite and luxurious forest garden.

In fact, strictly speaking, the real Linghu Castle is a complex of these square castles in the city and the forest garden outside the city.

Therefore, everyone knows that the Linghu Castle, the residence of the Linghu clan, is actually eight or nine times larger than that of the imperial city.

This is a transgression.

There is no doubt that this is a transgression.

But the Emperor of Jin never mentioned this, so how dare others speak?

In the north of Linghu Castle, in a blue-black hall, a very long table that is enough to accommodate hundreds of people on the left and right is placed in the middle of the hall.

At the top of the hall, a palm-sized pearl was embedded in the middle of the caisson. The pearl emitted a soft light, which was just shining in the middle of the long table. Grains of dust were vaguely seen dancing in the pearl light, and the pearl light also illuminated the big chairs on both sides of the long table.

Linghu Qingqing sat upright at the end of the long table, squinted her eyes and smiled, admiring the nine blood-colored tokens placed on the long table with six feet in front of her. She was square and made of beautiful jade tokens, and naturally produced a very delicate picture of the Nine Dragons Sun Cruise, like a living creature.

These nine tokens are the last spoils of the Three Kingdoms in the battle for the blood flag.

After Linghu Qingqing finally succeeded, the huge Nine Dragon Sun-Chasing Blood Flag turned into these nine blood-colored tokens.

These nine tokens are nine chances and nine lives!

Each token can ensure that a person like Linghu Qingqing, who has been stranded in the fetal realm for countless years, and his body and divine fetus can no longer bear the daily soaring mana, essence and blood, and may dissipate the strongest person in the fetal realm between heaven and earth at any time, and ascend to the sky in one step and enter the divine realm.

From the realm of fetal hiding to the realm of divine spirit, there is great horror.

Mortals want to jump into a dragon gate, and they turn from a mortal to a god, and the world cannot tolerate it.

Therefore, countless disasters have come to heaven and earth. Among all the disasters, the most intuitive, terrifying and difficult to deal with is the terrifying thunder tribulation that can penetrate the heaven and earth with every blow.

Relying on one's own cultivation, even if one has the divine weapons of heaven and the protection of the innate spiritual treasure, one will definitely not be able to stop the terrifying disaster. It is absolutely impossible to successfully escape from the mortal body and turn into a god.

Only the token given by the "Heaven God", only the "Heaven God Order", and each "Heaven God Order" can ensure that a strong man like Linghu Qingqing becomes a god with stability and unrest.

God... has a life span.

This alone is enough... Those soldiers of the Three Kingdoms who died in the blood flag battle were considered dead. They used their deaths to exchange for nine noble gods... How cost-effective is it to exchange the lives of ants for the dragon?

So what if there are more soldiers who die a hundred times more?

The territory of the Three Kingdoms is so vast that the number of people is trillions. Haha, some casualties are not worth mentioning.

"What a great baby, can you still bear it?" Linghu Qingqing smiled and gently tapped her fingers on the armrest of the big chair.

"I, Linghu Qingqing, did not embarrass the ancestors of Linghu's clan... The last time the God Order was also my Linghu's clan... The last time the God Order was also my Linghu's clan... This time, I, Linghu Qingqing, finally snatched the God Order with my own hands."

"In this way, it is really gratifying to be able to protect my Linghu family's glory for thousands of years."

Linghu Qingqing smiled extremely brightly.

The contemporary head of the Linghu family, wearing a blue-black robe, a green jade belt around her waist, and a green wood crown, and a blushing face, quietly walked in. Through the long table, the head of the Linghu family bowed to Linghu Qingqing with a smile on his face.

"Old ancestor! Guests, all are here."

Linghu Qingqing nodded slowly and looked at the head of the Linghu family with a smile.

Which generation of grandson is this kid of Linghu Qingqing? Well, this doesn't matter. He lives long enough, there are too many children and grandchildren, and this generation is too troublesome to care about... Anyway, except for a few brothers who cannot cultivate themselves, all the members of the Linghu clan are Linghu Qingqing's juniors.

As for what this kid's name...it doesn't matter.

The Linghu clan has a Linghu Qingqing, and this name represents the Linghu clan.

The head of the Linghu family is just a spokesperson who randomly selected by Linghu Qingqing and a group of elders, who showed up in public and spoke for the interests of Linghu. After all, he is a super steward.

This kid still has to endure if he wants to get to Linghu Qingqing's current status.

"Please come in! Haha, they are all old friends, very good, very good." Linghu Qingqing smiled and waved her hand gently.

The head of the Linghu family smiled and bowed deeply, then stepped out of the hall step by step.

After a while, more than twenty figures walked into the hall. They walked straight to the long table closest to Linghu Qingqing, and sat in a row on the big chairs on both sides.

"The God Order, only nine yuan... I used one to prepare one for the brothers who were secretly cultivating... The remaining seven yuan is left, and you old friends can offer the price." Linghu Qingqing smiled brightly. He looked at the twenty figures, as if he was looking at the twenty fat pigs lined up on the chopping board.

A burly old man spoke in a low voice: "Lao Qing, your family already owe me a favor... The ninth son of King Yang, his mother is the concubine of your Linghu family. I have made arrangements for him and asked him to receive the title of Prince Zhijiang."

The burly old man flicked the table with his finger and said calmly: "A man named Jiang is nothing, but with the title of title, he is qualified to compete for the position of Prince of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings. When he inherits the throne of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of Kings of

Linghu Qingqing smiled and looked at the old man with a smile: "I remember, well, this is indeed a small bargaining chip, but it is not enough..."

An old man with a clear face said softly: "Old Linghu, don't forget that it was me who mobilized the royal family to worship and rushed out to reinforce. Otherwise, it would be difficult for you to seize nine pieces of the God Order! So, if one piece is my husband."

Linghu Qingqing looked at the old man Qinghuang, and he narrowed his eyes: "Master Right Prime Minister... The 'friendship' of you and me for many years is a part of the Gods' Order, and there is a part that belongs to you. But it cannot be given for nothing! This Gods' Order was seized by me by myself, and the gods only recognize the authority I have. Therefore, you have to pay the price."

Old Man Qinghuang also narrowed his eyes. His eyes were like a knife, as sharp as Linghu Qingqing, and his cold eyes collided fiercely.

He tapped the long table with his fingers. After a long time, the old man Qinghuang said in a deep voice: "Northwest, the twenty-two newly opened states of the Shenwei Army, the lords and princesses, all belong to your Linghu clan."

Linghu Qingqing smiled and nodded: "It's not big or small, medium-sized chips... It's not worth being a god order. But, don't worry, my old friends, we have time to negotiate slowly. Well, come here, serve good tea and drinks, haha, today, I'm happy, all the tea and drinks, I'm full of it."

In Anyang City, there were all the guests of the Linghu family. For a few divine orders, the terrifying interests of the vast number of terrifying interests were used as small weights and gently placed on the balance in Linghu Qingqing's heart.

In Daze Prefecture, Wu Tiexu stood on the thick mud and roared in anger.

A group of insects that didn't know how to live or die were flying, buzzing and pounced on Wu Tie's seven orifices, trying to get into his seven orifices to suck blood and eat meat happily.

Three-colored fire suddenly spurted out from Wu Tie's body.

This is the Samadhi True Fire, the magical power brought by the Nine Turns Xuan Gong. This supreme divine flame instantly caused the temperature to soar within a hundred feet of his side, and a small group of insects turned into blue smoke in an instant.

The mud under Wu Tie's feet was melted into a translucent glass state by the Samadhi True Fire. When Wu Tie put away the Samadhi True Fire, the melted mud quickly cooled down. The mud within a hundred feet of Wu Tie's side was calcined into a large smooth, light black glass.

From a distance, a group of walking dead men and women looked here and carefully pointed at it.

After a while, in a crude thatched hut in the distance, a thin man with his chest exposed, a large piece of black chest hair hanging on his chest, and a piece of burlap tied around his waist walked out swayingly.

"Who is here, yelling, here..."

The thin man suddenly shivered and shivered. He widened his eyes and looked carefully at the gorgeous battle robe unique to the senior generals of the Great Jin Dynasty. His slim face, which was a bit evil and evil, suddenly filled with a smile.

"Sir, sir, sir, sir, you're... oh, everyone actually entertains... But, we can't blame us..."

The thin man rushed to Wu Tie's feet and kowtowed carefully three times.

"The postmaster of this inn and other adults, who died more than half a month ago... Hey, in the past half month, you are still the first wave of living people to come to this inn... Why, who is the only one of you?"

The thin man looked around with a confused look on his face.

Wu Tie was wearing a high-level battle robe at the level of the Great Jin general. However, according to the Great Jin military system, even if he was a third-rank general with the lowest status, he would still be surrounded by him when traveling, with at least 10,000 or 20,000 personal guards following him, without a flagship of five or six hundred feet long and a dozen small and medium-sized building ship guards, you would be embarrassed to say hello to others.

This man is so lonely... Oh, no, there is still a carriage and two horses, just coming here?

"Where are you really?"

Wu Tie looked down at the thin man and said coldly: "Yi Cheng and the others are all dead? What are you?"

The thin man laughed dryly, knelt carefully on the ground and said, "The little one is the assistant of this inn...the little one..."

Wu Tie kicked the thin man and kicked him seven or eight feet away.

The ground was simply refined into a glass mirror by the Wu Tie Samadhi True Fire. The man slid out with a "slip" and did not hurt a trace of his skin.

"I think you are not a good person... Why did you come to Dazezhou?"

Seeing the miserable and down-and-out appearance of Daze Prefecture, Wu Tie roughly understood what the situation of Daze Prefecture is.

Good people, I'm afraid there will be no one here.

This man with a slutty and evil face is definitely not a good thing.

"Little man, little man..." The thin man's eyes whirled and suddenly cried: "Little man is wronged... The little man just passed by a backyard of a house and saw a purse in the yard. He accidentally picked up the purse. Who knows how many pearls worth millions are inside?"

Wu Tie pulled out the long sword of the six-refined immortal soldiers on his waist, and the long sword flew out in a "swish" and the sword pointed to the thin man's Adam's apple.

"To be honest, what did you do?" Wu Tie looked at the thin man coldly: "I'm in a bad mood. Now I really want to kill seven or eight hundred living people to vent my anger!"

The thin man was sweating all over. He said tremblingly: "I went into the house to rob, raped the three daughters of the victim, picked his two sons, and sold them to beg for children... I was sentenced to beheading, but Dazezhou needed people to beg for the border. The judge asked me if I wanted to live, and the villain wanted to live, so I came here..."

Wu Tie looked at the thin man.

"So, you are a top scum...why are you still alive?" Wu Tie raised his brows, and the immortal soldier's long sword floating in the air thorned forward and a very thin strand of blood flowed out from the thin man's neck.

"The villain deserves to die for thousands of times, but the villain has lived in Daze Prefecture for seven years. He is the person who has lived the longest time in Daze Prefecture... The villain has a very good understanding of the situation in Daze Prefecture..."

A yellow trace of water flowed out under the thin man's crotch, and it flowed a lot along the glass ground.

"Then, tell me, what should I be careful about most when I am in Daze Prefecture?" Wu Tie looked at the thin man coldly.

"What you should be careful about is not those restless natives, not those poisonous insects and beasts, yes, yes, yes..."

The thin man's eyes were circling. He looked at the immortal soldiers pressing against the Adam's apple for a while, and Wu Tie looked entangled and embarrassed.

Suddenly, a shout came from afar: "Where is Mr. Tax Master back to the city!"

"Tax Chief?" Wu Tie widened his eyes.
Chapter completed!