What's more, those soldiers were already scared by the "God's Punishment".

It did not cause much damage...

Instead, he said "what happened on the river of heaven" in a horrifying tone.

Everyone who hears it is dumbfounded.

I think of the manifesto from the imperial capital.

The saying that "the heavenly general punished him" that was regarded by everyone as Meng Lang was actually true at this time.

The other party’s statement that “the world cannot tolerate” was even more self-defeating.

If the world really does not tolerate it, why would heaven help the Great Xu Dynasty?

Why are you "just army" killed by a whirlpool on the calm winter river of Tianshen?

People will not think about what kind of monk method this is...

I would only think, "It seems that what the world cannot withstand is not the Daxu Dynasty, but these rebels from the south of the mountain."

If we talk about it in detail, there are many monks in the 400,000 army, and they can be destroyed silently, but the rebels are weak.

The queen is also sexy.

In addition to being shocked, he immediately found a literary man with great literary talent to "help" him write a manifesto.

The general meaning is: the unkind and unfair heaven and earth actually help the ignorant emperor of Wudao. Then... I, the Great Void Dragon Emperor, Long Chen, must go against the will of heaven for justice. No matter how much the price I paid, I must realize that I was wrong this day.

After writing, the top-end radish seal was already in place. It was covered under the manifesto. Another expert who imitated the handwriting signed Long Chen's name.

The manifesto was quickly released through various channels.

The secret guards mobilized their forces and began to build various momentum...

Soon, the name of Long Chen, the "Heavenly Against the Heavens", will spread to all the worlds.

And where is the sky?

It's self-evident.

The morning says "Heaven and Earth are not tolerant", and the evening says "going against the heavens", and the morning orders change every day, and those who speak right and wrong will just be clowns, what emperor is?!

This manifesto is a decisive kill.

As for what the heavenly punishment is...

Bai Yumo has become accustomed to not asking.

When she was confused, she would think... This is a puppet.

She is just a declining genius in the Bai family, an alien disciple of the Taixu Immortal Sect, a traitor, an incest, and a rioter in the rumor. She is a woman who is very talented, has unclear methods, has cunning in her heart, has spikes all over her body, and may be persistent and pure, but is not so kind. She is a woman who is inexplicably over the age of being sympathized with but only covets beauty.

But how did I get to where I am today?

...

...

At this time, the Moon Palace.

No guards.

The little girl in the red coat pushed open the palace gate tremblingly, and then her eyes became excited.

This is her second time...

However, she didn't see the teacher she said about the fourteenth uncle, but she saw a mountain full of candies.

Although I don’t know why the Lanyue Palace is different from the outside of the palace, the arrangements of the Fourteenth Uncle must be fine.

Last time, she only wandered around the foot of the mountain.

This time... she decided to be a woman who conquers the mountains!

Xia Xue waved her little arms and began to conquer the sugar all over the mountains.

On the top of the mountain, the enchanting pure white moon demon was twisting his delicate body, dragging his cheeks, looking at the little guy at the foot of the mountain leisurely and curiously.

Is this the disciple who the Lord asked her to teach her well?

Look at this, she is also a beauty~~

Unfortunately, it's too greedy.

Then let you eat enough and then you have the energy to lose weight~~

...

...

On the other hand, the golden bull head and the Blood River Walker also fell on the outside of the slave country and began the slave liberation movement...

...

That night, after midnight.

The countdown to the closed test is two days left.

Ta... Ta...

Xia Yan looked at the countdown of the "other shore" through the sky eyes.

The countdown shows "483 seconds".

Xia Yan quickly began to calculate in his mind. This was equivalent to the day on his side that was about the "237 seconds" of the "other side", that is, "3.95 minutes". Continue to convert the adult day...

So...

Xia Yan came to the conclusion:

"A day on the other side is equivalent to our year.

Two hours on the other side are equivalent to one month for us.”

"Um..."

"I remember that sister-in-law Yanran once mentioned Mr. Ninth, he would disappear out of thin air from September, and would appear after September.

This Mr. Nine is a strange thing, which is inevitable.

If...if he is from the other side,

Then, it is equivalent to starting his entry into our world at 6pm every day and leaving at twelve o'clock... and this happens to be the time before bed."

"The logic is smooth, just right...Is this what is called playing games?"

"It's so fun to play us as a game."

Xia Yan clenched his fists, and when he glanced at the slightest glance, he saw the white hair hanging from his temples, and he slowly closed his eyes.

In the dream, he would meet the huge white shadow that stretches across the world again. Everything in the world is like flowing water, drowning through all existences, but the huge shadow is ethereal and twisted, and it will last forever.

"Bai Yama..."

"Who are you?"

"Who am I?"

A gentle murmur.

Xia Yan fell into a dream again.

He was falling into the bottomless abyss.

The body begins to lose weight and sink,

Finally settled in front of the huge white shadow.

The world is quiet, and all things are dead, even particles and dust no longer exist, let alone the stars in the sky...

The white shadow became clearer, but he became dimmer.

The more gray his hair, the more dimmer he is...

If one day he has white hair, will he disappear from the world?

The boy and the white shadow are like ants and the starry sky.

But even so... in just a few months, this ant already had a strong heart.

He quietly waited for time to pass and waited for the big dream to wake up.

If it takes a long time, if it takes a moment.

In Ninghe Palace, Xia Yan's eyes moved, and then opened, revealing the calm that seemed to have never had a nightmare, but just a little nap.

I thought that a few months ago, he would wake up with sweat, and then be in a daze for a long time before he returned to calm, but at this time... he was no longer indifferent.

No, this is not indifferent.

He knew better than anyone else about the terrible terror of Bai Yan and the terrible terror of gods and ghosts...

However, he already has the heart to sit in front of any chessboard and play with any existence.
To be continued...