Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 367

Song Jun stood in front of the gate of Jiang Yan's house, and stood side by side with Song Jun, a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes. The two stood opposite the gate of Jiang Yan's house.Song Mengluo drooped his head, and knelt side by side with Mr. Xu at the door of Jiang Yan's house. Behind the two of them, kneeling were the Chengmen army and the police officer who had participated in the disturbance in Yipinzhai. Lieutenant General Li and Captain Li were kneeling In the front, although the two were kneeling straight, their faces were full of fear and anxiety.

Behind Song Jun, stood more than a dozen court ministers of Wuyuan Kingdom. Because they had been standing for too long, their clothes were a little disheveled. Their eyes were full of resentment and anger as they looked at the closed courtyard door. A trace of fear.

"Your Majesty, if I don't want you to go and call the door, it's not an option to wait like this. The envoy of Wuyun City Lord has already arrived outside the city. If Master Jiang Yan refuses to take action again, our Wuyuan Kingdom will not be safe."

Song Jun glanced at some of the ministers behind him, seeing their disheveled appearance, a sneer flashed in his heart, but as the prime minister, he was responsible for reconciling the relationship between the emperor and the ministers, and for the sake of the court's dignity, he could not let these ministers Tossing here and there, hurting the court's face.

"Let's wait a little longer. Since Mr. Jiang is an immortal cultivator, he naturally understands my intentions. Now that he refuses to open the door, he naturally does not want to get involved in the war between me and Ceylon. I hope my sincerity can impress you. Take action to save me from Wuyuan Kingdom."

The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes spoke, although he stood for a long time, the clothes on the emperor of Wuyuan Kingdom were still neat and tidy, his forehead was tightly wrinkled, but there was no trace of tiredness on his face.

"Om..."

Just as the emperor of Wuyuan Kingdom finished speaking, the ministers standing behind Song Jun started to make noise.This group of ministers can stand up to now because of the three words of the illusory cultivator. For these ministers who have never seen a cultivator, it is not as terrible as a long knife.

"Hey, I said why can't you find the monarch and ministers of Wuyuan Kingdom in the whole city, so you came here to kneel and worship. I said Song Jun, as the prime minister of a country, this matter has dragged on for a month. We, the cultivators of Ceylon, don’t want to wait any longer. Zeng Luo, the chief disciple of Wuyun City Lord, has arrived. Whether or not the city of [-] southwest of Dongning City will be given, if not, Immortal Zeng Luo will take action gone."

An arrogant voice suddenly sounded at a distant street corner. Following the sound, a middle-aged man in purple clothes walked over from the street corner. Behind the middleman, a group of Ceylon guards followed.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared at the intersection, a group of guards guarding the intersection of Wuyuan Kingdom rushed out and surrounded the middle-aged man. The guards of Ceylon rushed forward, and the guards of Wuyuan and the guards of Ceylon rushed forward. Started to confront each other.

"hey-hey……"

The middle-aged man in purple sneered when he saw the guards of Wuyuan Kingdom stop him.

"Song Jun, what's the matter, are you going to kill this envoy here right now, okay, Song Jun, it's a bit inappropriate for you to be the prime minister, if a few days ago, Master Zeng Luo didn't arrive, you These guards really hope to kill this envoy here, but it's a pity, Master Zeng Luo is here. Immortal cultivators, you, a mere Wuyuan country, can afford it!"

"call……"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew up from behind the middle-aged man in purple. The guards of Wuyuan Kingdom were blown by the strong wind. The first few people were the first to bear the brunt. They spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew high out of the crowd. It is impossible to live.

"A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, even I dare to stand in the way. I'm really impatient. The mere Wuyuan country, when I met Wuyun City, I didn't know how to advance or retreat. I really think that I am a cultivator who dare not kill people!"

As he spoke, a middle-aged man in white walked up and down from behind the envoy of the Kingdom of Ceylon. The middle-aged man in white was holding a folding fan in his hand, and his face was full of indifference, and he walked forward slowly. , looking at the gate of Jiangyan Courtyard, the eyes were full of coldness.

"Zeng Luo!"

Song Jun secretly exclaimed, he is not the group of uninformed ministers behind him, he has seen the power of the sun's immortal cultivators when they cast spells, and the few guards who just flew out were just flicked by someone. He really wanted to kill people, I'm afraid that many guards died in just that one blow.

"The cultivator of Wuyun City!"

The emperor of Wuyuan Kingdom in front of Song Jun turned around slowly, faced the envoy of the Kingdom of Ceylon at the end of the long street, stared coldly at the middle-aged man in white who was guarded by the guards of the Kingdom of Ceylon, his eyes were full of coldness.During the war between Wuyuan Kingdom and Ceylon Kingdom, Ceylon Kingdom had thought of assassinating the vehicle of the mighty Emperor Wuyuan Kingdom countless times. At that time, the emperor of Wuyuan Kingdom, who was guarded by monks from the Sun family, had seen many times the emperor who came to assassinate him. Among the monks in Wuyun City, Zeng Luo used two spiritual weapons to escape the siege of the Sun family monks many times, and he is also a powerful figure.

"Xiang Peiluo, I will give you a quarter of an hour to bring down Ceylon. Otherwise, I will personally take your life and take your life. Now there are no bastards from the Sun family to protect you. The ministers and guards beside you, But the power of this seat."

Surrounded by the crowd, Zeng Luo drank coldly at the emperor of Wuyuan Kingdom, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Zeng Luo, don't be arrogant. There are immortal cultivators in the courtyard behind us. If the immortal elder hadn't been too senior to bully the younger ones, you, Zeng Luo, would never have thought of entering our Wuyuan country."

Song Jun stopped in front of the emperor, pointed his halberd at Zeng Luo who was in the distance, and cursed.

"There are immortal cultivators in the yard!"

Zeng Luo's mind was moved, he stretched out his hand and pressed a kit on his waist, took out a jade talisman from the bag, saw the green brilliance on the jade talisman, couldn't help frowning, his eyes carefully looked at the blue jade talisman I scanned it up and found nothing bright, so I felt at ease.

"Why can't I see my own light spot?"

Zeng Luo was puzzled for a moment, but after thinking about it, he didn't find any light spots representing other cultivators, so Zeng Luo let go of this thought, and it's important to do business first.

"Immortal cultivator? Is it a turtle with a shrinking head? Seeing Lao Tzu coming, the cultivators behind you, Song Jun, hid and became a turtle with a shrinking head. Tsk tsk, Song Jun, since the cultivators of the Sun family moved away in a big way, your Wuyuan country Not even a single immortal cultivator, ah, hahaha!"

Zeng Luo's eyes were full of sarcasm, he laughed and said.Obviously there is not a single cultivator in the yard, yet Song Jun is bluffing here.

"Hmph! If the Sun Family Immortal is here, how can you let a mere Zeng Luo be arrogant here!"

The emperor of Wuyuan Kingdom flicked his sleeves and said coldly.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that the people of the Sun family haven't met Immortal Zeng Luo yet, and they have already retreated. Your Majesty, hurry up and issue an edict. Immortal Zeng Luo's patience is limited. These guards died just now. Wait a moment. But it’s hard to say.”

The purple-clothed envoy of Ceylon took a step forward, speaking quite arrogantly.

……

Jiang Yan was sitting cross-legged on a futon in the middle of the flower bed in the backyard. In front of the flower bed, stood Tang Wan and Yun Ying. Old Tang was covered with a long gown and was lying on a recliner with his eyes slightly squinted.

"Boy Jiang Yan, cough cough, don't you really want to take care of Wuyuan country's affairs? No matter what, Wuyuan country will always be your current country. Ahem..."

The noise from the front yard woke up old man Tang who was sleeping with squinted eyes. Hearing the noisy discussion, old man Tang finally spoke.Because of the wind and cold in the past few days, old man Tang is not feeling well these days. He just lies on a chair and rests. He doesn't know anything about the envoy of Wuyun City Lord of Ceylon who arrived in Dongning City. Now he can hear the discussion outside the door clearly. Thinking of the impending doom of his homeland, old man Tang coughed and said.

"We are not from Wuyuan Kingdom, grandpa!"

With a smug smile on Yunying's face, she looked at old man Tang and said.

"A turtle with a shrinking head! How dare you call me a turtle with a shrinking head!"

Yunying jumped up suddenly, grabbed Tang Wan's hand and said coquettishly.

"Someone called us a shrinking turtle outside. It's too much to call us a shrinking turtle..."

"Ying'er, don't make trouble. Those people outside can make trouble. As long as they don't disturb the senior brother's cultivation, just let them make trouble. The few cultivators outside are just babies in the Qi training period. If you care about them, your spiritual energy will fluctuate." Under the circumstances, the senior brother will not be able to cultivate. Yinger is a good boy, don't pay attention to them."

Tang Wan's eyes were firmly fixed on Jiang Yan's face, she patted Yunying's little hand, and said comfortingly.

"Wan'er, my old man has something to ask."

Old man Tang straightened up suddenly, and struggled to get up from the chair, but his body was weak, he just stood up for a while, then fell limply next to the chair.

"Daddy, why are you standing up!"

Tang Wanqiao's face was full of worry, she bent down to help old man Tang up, pressed her plain hand to her waist, and was about to take out a panacea, and fed a panacea to old man Tang's mouth.

"Ahem..., no need, Wan'er, dad's time limit has come. Although your fairy family's panacea is wonderful, it is still difficult to stop the life span. Don't waste these panacea. Take that one and extend it for five years." The panacea of ​​longevity, the old man, I have earned money in the past few years, ahem..."

Panting, old man Tang blocked the panacea that Tang Wan sent to his mouth, speaking in a weak tone.

"Wan'er, I have something to ask, cough cough... My old man knows that his fate is not long, but this old country is hard to give up after all, cough cough... Wan'er, can you look at my face and save me?" My old country is saved, old man, I don’t want to watch my old country go before me, ahem..."

Tang Wanqiao's face was originally full of worry, but upon hearing Old Man Tang's words, a hint of embarrassment suddenly appeared in her eyes, mixed with worry, Tang Wansu's brows tightly frowned.

"Brother has an order, we Huashan disciples are not allowed to participate in the change of dynasties in the world. If we hinder the change of dynasties in the world, we will be punished by Haotian and reduce some of the merits we have gained through hard work, dad ..."

"It was Jiang Yan who said it, then I will ask Jiang Yan..."

Old man Tang was out of breath, and was about to break free from Logan's hands.

"Daddy..., what are you doing! Is Wuyuan Kingdom really so important to you old man..."

Tears rolled in Tang Wan's eyes, and the tears on her plain face were about to fall.

"My lord Yuezhang, you are embarrassing me, Ying'er, take the Xiaotian dog out, and just scare off those little guys in the Qi training period."

Jiang Yan finally opened his eyes, looked at old man Tang on the ground and said.

(End of this chapter)