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Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy One: One Hundred and One Hundred

In Gaoyang City, three children who were on crutches and like beggars tried to enter Gaoyang City, but were driven out by the soldiers guarding the city gate.

At this point, the three of them were hungry and cold, and the highlands did not have to be in the south of Shaoguo. At this moment, autumn has begun to enter, and it is getting colder. If they can't enter the Shangxian Academy, the gods referring to, I'm afraid the three of them will have a way out.

Moreover, both of the three had different thoughts. Since they were directed by gods, especially the powerful Fengsheng who spread to the world in the legend to guide them to this point, this is definitely not an ordinary path.

At least, that is also a path to practitioners.

This is also the reason why they rushed to the capital of Gaoguo forever without any effort. They were unwilling to be ordinary. Only by mastering the power can they master the right to speak in this world and get everything they want.

The three of them stood outside the tall city wall. The cold wind blew, and the three of them were trembling. At this time, a strong man drove a carriage and passed by the three of them, and suddenly stopped.

A calm voice came from the car: "Come up!"

The three oldest children, who were only eleven years old, were stunned, but Gaicang first got on the car without any hesitation. Then Tang Li and Fuhou also entered the car together.

Tang Li thought that at least a noble person could take the bus, how could such a person treat them three children who looked like beggars? But when Fuhou watched the two of them get on, he followed them without thinking too much.

There was a stove in the car, which made the three children who were trembling with cold breath for a long time. Then they noticed a young man sitting leaning against him, curled up in his sleeves with his hands, as if he was dozing off.

He was wearing a robe that looked like a witch festival style, rather than ordinary clothing from Gaoguo, which can only be seen among some aristocratic families.

Seeing this scene, Fuhou was even more restrained and afraid to speak. Fuhou's family has been serfs for generations, and after three generations, they were just savages in the countryside. Gaicang was even more indifferent as ice and was taciturn. No one could tell what he was thinking.

Only Tang Li looked at the other party without fear and asked, "Who are you? Why do you save us?"

The man finally opened his eyes and stared at them, and the three of them felt an inexplicable shock and throbbing rushing through their chests.

The eyes are the best way to see all the existence of a person, but in these eyes, they saw thousands of people, from ancient times to the present, endless figures, rising and disappearing in the long river of history, and finally disappearing into the river with the waves.

Even, they saw themselves.

They had never seen such eyes, and they could not see any existence in his eyes, but only the reflected world and themselves.

The carriage followed the sound and stepped into the city, bustling and crowded.

And the other party finally spoke: "The great world is coming, and heroes are competing for the victory, not only ordinary people, but also princes and princes join in to compete for the position of the unified human race. Even monks, warriors, witches and powerful people who have returned from ancient times will join in to compete for the opportunity to achieve enlightenment."

"This is the cruelest era, and it is also an era full of opportunities!"

"Are you ready?"

Gaicang spoke for the first time at this time: "Can you be immortal?"

Fang Xiu's eyes were filled with fun, but he didn't expect that the other party's memory would not exist, and only a trace of true spirit was left. This obsession was still preserved: "Isn't immortality enough?"

Gaicang said Lengran: "Not enough!"

Fang Xiu laughed: "Then you have to go on and find out!"

"The road! I walk by myself! The road! I ask for it myself! I will tell if there is immortality or not!"

Tang Li couldn't understand what the two people were saying at all. As the carriage gradually drifted away, he was a little anxious: "Where are you going to take us? We want to go to Shangxian Academy!"

Fang Xiu looked at him and smiled, "It's already here, get off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the carriage stop. The three children walked off the carriage and stood on the somewhat cold street.

"Cover the warehouse!"

At this time, a call came from behind him. Gaicang turned around and saw a silver ring flying over and falling into his hand. He put it in his wrist, which changed from large to small, instantly turned into a perfect size.

"Your stuff! Return it to you!"

Gai Cang brushed his fingers across the silver ring and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had been carrying this silver ring for many tens of thousands of years. His fingers passed by and were familiar with every pattern on it.

The horses roared past and drove away along the avenue by the Yellow Turban Strongman transformed by the magic weapon.

At this time, Tang Li chased after him and shouted, "Hey! You haven't answered my first question yet? Who are you?"

The carriage left and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a faint sentence: "A long time ago, they all called me Master Feng!"

The three of them stayed on the street and watched the carriage go away. Tang Li felt a little lost. He turned around and said to the two companions behind him, "This person should not be simple, he feels very powerful!"

Negative thick doesn’t feel anything: “Why do you say that?”

Tang Li immediately said: "In the legend, those powerful figures are like him, and they feel like they are the dragon's head but not the tail."

"Master Feng?Master Feng? Is it also a big figure in the Academy? No wonder he helped us!"

Gaicang glanced at the two of them and said coldly: "In the school, there is only one person who dares to use the name Feng!"

"That's Fengsheng!"

Tang Li and Fuhou were stunned for a moment, while Gaicang looked up at the four words "Shangxian Academy" that were wiped cleanly above his head, and went forward and knocked on the door of the Academy.

Fang Xiu sat in the carriage and walked along Gaoyang City. The prosperous scenery in the city passed through his eyes.

But Fang Xiu did not pay attention to the scene he liked the most in the past, but looked at the Gaowang Palace in the distance from the window. A silver light flashed in his eyes and saw two dragons roaring at each other on the clouds in Gaoyang City. One was fierce and hard to bear, and the other was upright.

In this Gaoyang City, there are two people who release the dragon energy and live in the kingly aura, and have the qualifications to seize the emperor of the Dongzhou human race.

Fang Xiu had been in Gaoyang City for several months and observed that this man with dragon energy was not the king of Gao Kingdom. One was the son of Gao Kingdom Jigu. He was currently in charge of the country and the other was the powerful Sima Ehong of Gao Kingdom.

Once the dragon energy is in his body, the two will naturally collide. As for the situation where the young master Jigu changes the weak situation of Gao Guo’s clan, it is Sima Ehong usurping the throne, or the dispute between the two led to the Shao Kingdom and Pan Kingdom annexing Gao Guo, Fang Xiu did not continue to pay attention.

Because the final result is certain, the dragons swallow each other and are disturbing each other. In these twenty or thirty years, the chaos will end, and the last person will turn into a real dragon and unify the world.
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