Suidu.

Imperial City.

In the court hall, Bai Suxin showed the list of fallen disciples.

Feng Rong was still kowtowing on the ground like pounding garlic. Bai Suxin was already very cooperative and arrived with a group of big men from the White Lotus Palace.

The court was in an uproar, dozens of clones of the kings were making noises, dozens of top officials roared and roared, and the officials from Bailian Palace were shaking flags and shouting, and their momentum almost brought the entire hall over.

There were 78 disciples including Bai Wen, Bai Wu, Bai Lu, Bai Crane, Bai Ivy, and other 78 disciples, behind them, a "National Lord's House"; the other forty-five disciples also had a giant behind them.

Their death was like someone who dared to pull a beard from the face of a sleepy tiger, which stimulated the family behind them to roar and roar, and showed their minions.

Especially the White Lotus Palace.

The death of more than a hundred elite disciples forced the White Lotus Palace masters who were intriguing with Bai Suxin on weekdays to stand behind Bai Suxin and shout for the interests and prestige of the White Lotus Palace.

The Emperor Shui Chao sat upright on the throne, squinted his eyes, and looked at the ministers in the hall with deep eyes.

Who is really angry, who is pretending, who is fishing in troubled waters, and who is provoking right and wrong are all visible in his eyes.

In addition to Bai Suxin and a few old people with great qualifications, everyone in the hall could understand the thoughts of everyone. Feng Rong, who was lying on the ground and crying loudly, complaining loudly...

The Emperor Shui Chao sneered in his heart.

This is a little worse in acting, her expression is too exaggerated, and her speech is too impetuous.

It would be fine if the talent and cultivation are not as good as Feng En, but his mind and means are not as good as Feng En, which is a bit unbearable.

Sui looked at Bai Suxin at the Divine Emperor and narrowed his eyes.

He was wondering whether this would be a good show directed and acted by Bai Suxin?

Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. But it didn't matter. The Emperor of Sui Dynasty sighed lightly in his heart. Anyway, according to the rules of the Sui Dynasty, he had only a hundred years to sit on this throne.

A hundred years later, the ups and downs of the Sui Dynasty had nothing to do with him.

Inexplicably, he remembered a very irresponsible but very consistent with his current state of mind, "When I die, don't care about the flood of him?"

Of course, this cannot be said. It is good if you have this kind of thought in your heart, and you cannot say it.

He exhaled gently and nodded slowly towards the Divine Emperor: "Forget it, you guys discuss this matter, how to deal with it?"

He gently patted the dragon case in front of him, and the Emperor Shui Chao was slow and muttered gently: "The second brother has already taken millions of imperial guards to fight. There are also 100,000 disciples of Honglian Temple who are accompanying him. That barbaric country is probably going down in one go."

Feng Rong suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly: "Father... the second brother is trying to win the merits, this is unfair!"

The Emperor Shui Chao looked at Feng Rong with his eyes narrowed and said slowly: "I, of course, fair. A bowl of water must be flat. But, boss, even if you give you a million imperial guards, can you have the same battle as the second brother?"

Feng Rong was silent.

Feng En often commanded the imperial guards to fight on all sides. Feng Rong and other brothers naturally also led the troops to fight on all sides.

However, the monster Feng En fought hundreds of battles on all sides, with no defeat. There were only a dozen games because the enemy's advantage was too great, so he barely maintained an unbeatable draw.

With such combat power and such means of military command, he had lost dozens of battles on all sides, and had been surrounded twice. If it weren't for the Emperor of Sui Dynasty, how could Feng Rong, who would have almost become a prisoner of the enemy country, be able to compare with him?

With his head down, Feng Rong still muttered honestly, "It's not comparable."

The Emperor of Sui Chao looked at the civil and military ministers in the court and spread his hands: "What should I do with you, what should I do with this?"

Bai Suxin stood aside without saying a word.

He still has to do the skill of face. He has already run to the hall to show the list of fallen disciples, and he has rolled up his sleeves and started the battle. The face of the dignified Bailian Palace Mountain needs to be maintained. Even if he rolled up his sleeves and went to battle, he can't always charge forward!

What are so many disciples and so many connections and favors used for?

Dozens of kings with children fell looked at each other, and they knelt down uniformly and bowed to the Sui Dynasty Emperor.

"Your Majesty, we are willing to send troops to help His Highness."

Shui Chao Divine Emperor looked at Bai Suxin calmly.

Very good, this old man is very good.

Feng Rong is Bai Suxin's nephew. It is natural that Bai Suxin can use the power of the White Lotus Palace to help Feng Rong.

But Bai Suxin was able to mobilize these kings and let them mobilize private troops to help Feng Rong...

This is a good eloquence.

I don’t know how many shameful deals Bai Suxin has had with these kings behind it.

However, when the Emperor Shui Dynasty calculated that even with these dozens of kings, the power of the White Lotus Palace, and even the support of the ministers from the White Lotus Palace who jumped up and down, Feng Rong was still a little weaker than Feng En.

After all, so many disciples died in the White Lotus Palace.

When doing things, you should not let the people below feel disappointed, but you should show some comfort.

In addition, it seems that he and Honglian Temple were also too close to Feng En. The disciples of Honglian Temple were too powerful in the army. What if they could have the huge population of a small barbarian country?

What the White Lotus Palace wants is power, wealth and reputation, and these things can be given.

What Honglian Temple wants is faith... Faith can be given, but not too much. It is always necessary to maintain a balance.

"My Sui Dynasty is the seed of the ancient human emperor Suiren clan." Sui Dynasty spoke slowly: "My Sui Dynasty can still reproduce and prosper under the surrounding of demon kingdoms in all directions, and it depends on the legacy of our ancestors. That is, in the legend, the first 'human holy fire' between the heaven and earth that Suiren clan personally took out."

"The holy fire will not be extinguished, and the human race will not be extinguished... This holy fire... Boss, I will give you a wisp of holy fire and give you an ancient flint. Do you have the confidence to pacify the barbarian country for the Shui Dynasty and bring those lost human common people back to the Shui Dynasty?"

Sui Chao Divine Emperor stood up and looked at Feng Rong with great majesty.

Feng Rong was stunned, then kowtowed happily, and laughed repeatedly, "My son must live up to his expectations, and he must do this job beautifully for his father."

Bai Suxin, who was standing beside him, and several of the White Lotus Palace bosses who followed him to the court hall, looked at each other in shock.

The Divine Emperor of Sui Dynasty could even bring out the foundation of such a country to Feng Rong.

However, this is much beyond their expectations.

They originally thought that it would be very satisfying to have a magical artifact to defend the country, but they did not expect that the Emperor Shui Dynasty could actually divide a wisp of humanitarian holy fire to help Feng Rong.
Chapter completed!