Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 2389
Li Daoxun looked at Zhang Ziling, his heart twitched.

He only hated that his cultivation was not high enough to protect the emperor.

For thousands of years, he is clear about the changes of Cepheus.

The cities were originally controlled by the clans of the nine clans, but under Zhang Ziling's strong reforms, they have gradually returned to the hands of Lingxiao Palace.

If the Devil's Tribulation does not appear, if this reform continues, it will definitely be the poor children at the bottom who will benefit.

Over the past few years, Lingxiao Palace has aggressively recruited low-level children from poor families, which has greatly changed the atmosphere of the past.

Some of them joined the army, and some went to other cities to act as the pillars of a city.

One rises and the other falls, and the power of the powerful has gradually declined.

As soon as the demons came, the reforms of these years disappeared in an instant.

When Li Daoxun went out, he secretly swore that tomorrow no matter what, he would do his best to protect Zhang Ziling's safety.

Li Jinxuan sent him out of the palace, he looked at the daughter and sighed, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Take good care of Dijun tomorrow, and take good care of her no matter what."

Li Jinxuan nodded, took his arm, and said with red eyes, "Father, you have to take care of yourself."

Li Daoxun patted her head and said, "If a scholar dies for his confidant, he will die for the country. The emperor treats our Li family well, for the sake of the country, for righteousness, and for the father, he must fight to the death. The future of the Li family depends on you." !"

He let go of his daughter's hand and strode away.

The moonlight shone on his general uniform, reflecting bursts of icy light.

"Father!"

Li Jinxuan cried out from behind, knelt on the spot, watching her father go away alone.

The soldiers and horses were mobilized, and the army gathered.

Overnight, all the imperial guards in Fanjing City, the inner and outer disciples of Lingxiao Palace, and the guards from various cities all gathered on the central continent of Jiutian City.

The people in the city talked a lot, secretly thinking that something big was about to happen.

Early the next morning, the Hong Zhong in the Lingxiao Palace rang.

Empress Zhang Ziling led civil and military officials to the Temple of Heaven opposite the palace to worship the ancestors.

In the Jiuding above, white air lingers.

Zhang Ziling knelt on it, burned incense and prayed, then stood on the altar, looking down at the soldiers under the altar.

The military flag is waving, and the weapons are like forests.

The first-born sunlight in the morning shone on each piece of black iron armor, making the altar look like a silver ocean around the altar, and looking around, it was full of chills.

Zhang Ziling looked around and shouted softly at the soldiers below, "Soldiers, all the disciples of Lingxiao Palace. Everyone has seen that the demon army has ravaged the entire Celestial Planet, slaughtering our human race, and enslaving the living beings. Now, they have already The water that surrounds our Nine Heavens City is impenetrable. The barriers of our Nine Heavens City cannot protect the people of the whole city for long. Now only a deadly battle can give everyone a chance. Today, I, Zhang Ziling, lead everyone to the national calamity. To defend the Tao with death, Guard the last dignity of my human race."

The long sword comes out of the body, and the front clangs.

All the soldiers and disciples below raised their arms and shouted loudly, "Defend the Tao with death, let's go to the national calamity together!"

"Defend the Tao with death, and go to the national calamity together!"

"Defend the Tao with death, and go to the national calamity together!"

"..."

On the dragon horse, Zhang Ziling was wearing armor and holding a long sword, and led the army all the way through the main street.

She straightened her back, with high fighting spirit, and her face was full of determination and unyielding.

The streets on both sides are full of pedestrians, the windows and the hall are full of people.

From time to time, passers-by raised their arms and shouted at Zhang Ziling, "Dijun, we support you!"

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the emperor!"

"..."

The shouts of the crowd spread from the street to the end of the street, no matter they were men, women, old or young, they all showed their admiration towards Zhang Ziling.

Loose cultivators and ordinary people continued to join the marching army.

Outside the palace gate, a group of officials in red civil official uniforms, led by Prime Minister Li Chengfeng, waited for Zhang Ziling to come over.

Li Chengfeng took the lead and cupped his fists, bowed and shouted loudly at Zhang Ziling, "Although we are civil servants, we are also willing to fight with the emperor for the national calamity. Today's battle, regardless of civil or military, we are all willing to defend the last dignity of our human race." .”

"We are all willing to die for it!"

A line of thousands of civil servants are all long drinkers.

Zhang Ziling and the army behind them watched them silently, and drew their swords together, "Regardless of civil or military, we will go to the national crisis together!"

Someone ran into the Yao family's mansion, and hurriedly told an old man in the hall, "Father, something is wrong, something is wrong. Zhang Ziling lost his head, and took all the troops in the city, and ran down to fight with the demons." The family went desperately."

The old man in the hall was full of red, not in a hurry, he took a sip from the tea bowl, and said with a gloomy smile, "What's the rush, isn't this bad? She only has so little strength, if she uses up all her strength, the future of Jiutian City But it’s our world again.”

He is the previous benevolent prime minister, Yao Chong.

His son Yao Zhaoyu was also known as one of the ten heroes of Lingxiao Palace back then.

The two of them have endured the burden all these years and stayed behind closed doors in order to wait for a chance to stand up.

Yao Zhaoyu frowned and said, "Father, have you lost your mind? If Nine Heavens City is exhausted, how can we resist the demons? Once the demons come, Nine Heavens City will be finished, and our Yao family will also be finished!"

Yao Chong rolled his eyes at him, "Little Huangkou, what do you know? As a father and the patriarchs of the various families, people have been in contact with the demons for a long time. The demons are not as vicious and cruel as the legends say, they also have their own brains They came out this time not to destroy the world, but to cooperate with our human race and the demon race. The demon race is very powerful now, and our human race does not have a master who can match it. For the time being, we can pretend to cooperate with them .When the time is right, gather strength to fight them to the death and take back the world of our human race."

"Is this really good?"

Yao Zhaoyu was frightened by these words. You must know that cooperating with the Demon Race is undoubtedly betraying the Human Race, which will be reviled by the world.

Yao Chong said indifferently, "He who understands the current affairs is a hero, and we don't really want to cooperate with the demons. What can she do if Zhang Ziling is a hero, but she is just showing off her bravery. After today's battle, we have to clean up the mess for her." After all, the people in Jiutian City still have to live. Is this war going to make the people of the whole city martyr for her ideals and the New Year? Are there hundreds of millions of people, hundreds of millions of lives, all of whom have to be with her? She died together? We are not betraying the human race, we are saving the human race."

Yao Zhaoyu was stunned when he heard this, and thought that father is father.

Think carefully and plan long-term.

Only by not fighting for a moment can the blood of the race continue.

He felt a lot more relieved immediately, and said goodbye to his father with his fists cupped, "Father, I understand. I'm going to contact my old man now, and I'm going to clean up the funeral."

Yao Chong waved his hand and asked someone to take out the prime minister's uniform he had worn at the beginning, and tried it on in the inner hall alone.

If you don't wear it for many years, you will get fat.

The size of the clothes was not suitable, Yao Chong thought in his heart, he had to find a chance to make a new one.

　Good morning, Chapter 1.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)