"Tell me, what are you going to do next?"

The blood light that soared into the sky disappeared in an instant, and many people were puzzled about what had just happened. Only martial artists with high cultivation could feel that it should have been a pill formed by the condensation of qi and blood.

This level directly dyed half of the palace red, but I am afraid that the cultivation level of the powerful people who condensed the blood pill will directly surpass all of them.

It is even very likely that the essence and blood of a fourth-grade martial artist is an extremely terrifying aura. Such pure and terrifying qi and blood can only be thought of as a fourth-grade martial artist, otherwise it would be impossible to achieve this level.

After putting away half of the blood pill, Lin Changfeng nodded with satisfaction. After feeling it carefully, he nodded and said, "The world will be divided into three parts, and the prince will also own half of the territory of Emperor Yin. At that time... you will be the dominant one."

Today's Yin Yue Dynasty has thousands of miles of territory. I'm afraid that Yin Wanting will take away half of it alone, and the remaining half will be divided between the prince and Yin Huang.

"I want to know...how long can you sleep with him?"

Lin Changfeng could guess these things he was going to do, and he was not surprised at all, so he wanted to change the topic at this time and prevent Lin Changfeng from continuing to speak out his layout. This is also a kind of protection.

Then Lin Changfeng just glanced at him indifferently and said ignorantly: "Half of the country is enough for you to enter the fifth level. By then, as long as you become Emperor Yin and take half of the prince's country, you may try to hit the fourth level, right?"

After hearing Lin Changfeng say this, Fu Liuyan, who had not been moved, suddenly raised her head and looked at Mingwang. There was a hint of doubt in her eyes, as if she didn't understand that a person like Mingwang could still attack the fourth rank.

The Ming King also smiled bitterly helplessly. These things were not secrets in Lin Changfeng's eyes. It was just a simple matter for the other party to know. He sighed in a low voice: "Since you know everything, why bother telling it."

"Of course I have to say it out." Lin Changfeng said without any smile on his face, and he said coldly: "The Confucian system is indeed terrifying, the only thing that can be compared with the immortal path, but you have to know the consequences of luck backfire."

This is the first time that King Ming Wang knew about this word. When he was about to ask, Lin Changfeng waved his hand and sneered, "You will understand, now you can leave too."

The order to expel guests was directly issued, and King Ming opened his mouth. He really wanted to ask Lin Changfeng what the consequences of the backlash of luck were, but since the other party was unwilling to say it, he would not take it seriously. Chinese website

After the Ming King left, Lin Changfeng sighed: "Since ancient times, the king's life was short, and the emperor's master died of backlash..."

If you want to be an imperial teacher for a dynasty, even if your talent is good, you will be frightened by luck. This is an indisputable fact. He has seen even more terrifying people, but Confucianism is born with short life.

The country is destroyed... luck is destroyed... Confucianism is destroyed!

If the Ming King succeeds, his future achievements will be limitless. If he fails... the destined result cannot be blamed for anyone.

"Young Master, what does this mean?" Fu Liuyan came over at this time, with a flattering smile on her face, as if waiting for Lin Changfeng to explain.

"Since ancient times, Confucianism has a short lifespan..." Lin Changfeng just said this, then glanced at Fu Liuyan, shook his head and said, "I want to give this half of the blood pill to my friend, so you don't have to pay attention to it."

Hearing this sentence, Fu Liuyan's expression was restrained and she cut it disdainfully, "Who cares about it..."

The moment the words were finished, an empty blood force exploded outside Kyoto, accompanied by the ripples of blood, and a blood-red spear pierced directly into the ground. A young man wearing a black uniform with a single ponytail and a heroic figure walked out of the blood-colored ripples.

The blood on his body was surging, and the expression on his face was filled with bloodthirsty desire and a touch of hideousness.

"Kyoto...I'm finally here."

The surging blood and terrifying aura merged and drifted in the air, and then twisted into a blood-colored human face, but this human face had a strange kindness.
Chapter completed!