Battling Records of the Chosen One

The Forbidden City, in the old mansion.

boom! boom! boom!

In the closed room, a sound of smashing sounds was heard, and from time to time there was an angry squeak.

The two waiters guarding the outside of the door were stunned and trembled. After the latest news from the front line, the room was like a big earthquake.

“A whole three thousand elite practitioners, and finally only a few hundred people are alive? It’s a bunch of waste!”

"That Du Xingchuan should kill!"

"And, who can tell me how the kid will hijack a purple warship? And his mother destroyed all the warships on our side?"

"The six new Ziying warships, one of which is worth 200,000 gold coins, is a rare baby who can't buy it at all, but now... except for the two hits, all others are ruined! Who can afford this price?"

"hateful!"

In the room, the sons of the giants who acted as deputies were angry and roaring, completely disregarding the manners, and were deeply stimulated by the news they had just received.

On the ground, all the shattered tea pots, tables, chairs and bits and pieces are in a mess.

The bright candlelight sways, and the light shines on everyone's iron and gloomy face, making them look very embarrassed.

A well-prepared action, between the Haze City and the Forbidden City, prepares unparalleled strength and materials, and ultimately –

But lost!

Lost in the hands of a teenager in his teens!

Lost a mess!

Who can accept this?

"Waste! A bunch of waste! Waiting for Du Xingchuan to come back, Laozi first slaughtered him first!"

The roar continues, as if it is venting grievances, surprises, and resentment.

Only the ruler of the eyebrows did not say a word from beginning to end. She sat alone, and the face that was full of glory and color was indifferent, and she could not see any emotions.

She sat there, like a sculpture, and when she roared around, she didn’t react at all.

I don't know how long it took, the roar of the roars gradually faded, and the children of the giants were tired and tired, and all of them were seated and looked gloomy.

"Is it wrong?"

The eyebrows that had been silent for a moment finally opened, and she looked up, not disguising her disdain in her eyes, and scanning the people around her.

Those deputies were all seen uncomfortable and did not dare to touch the eyebrows.

"Those forces that are sent out are even wasteful. After all, they have been killed and killed. Their death is enough to prove that they are dead, and you..."

The ruler is cold and cold, "maybe it is a real waste!"

waste!

Being so directly humiliated, those deputy hands burst into tears, but one did not dare to refute.

"Hey, I don't even dare to retort. What do you want to do?"

The sound of the eyebrows has become more and more calm, and the words have become more and more ridiculous. "This also blames me. Why did I look away from the eyes and leave you as a deputy? Perhaps this also means that I am also hiding my eyebrows. Is it just a stupid with no eyes?"

The more she said this, the more uncomfortable the deputies were, such as the mans on the back, such as sitting on a needle felt, his face became stiff and extremely sturdy.

"Emei County Lord, although the action failed, the goal has not yet entered the Forbidden City, which means that we still have a chance!"

Finally, some people couldn’t help it, took a deep breath and sighed. "I am willing to go to the front line and kill this one!"

"Yeah, I am willing to wait!"

Others have also opened their mouths, like the loyalty of the table.

The eyebrows are indifferent, and they look at those people with a trace of pity. "Are you sure?"

"of course!"

Those deputies did not hesitate to speak.

I didn’t know what I thought of, and I laughed out loudly. “I’m going to ask, who can guarantee that by their own strength, can they kill the target? I am serious, so you better not worry. Reply."

The deputies looked awkward and suddenly they didn’t say anything.

These days, they have been paying attention to the frontline actions. I will not understand that the target to be dealt with this time is a metaphysical juvenile demon?

Even the six Ziying warships and the 3,000 elite repairers were dispatched together, and they were defeated in this hand. If they went to them, how could they have a chance to win?

The reason why they used to go to the front line was that they were humiliated by the shame and the face was somewhat unspeakable.

When they really want to kill them with their targets, they are afraid that they will escape faster than rabbits.

Seeing this, the look of the eyebrows became indifferent and cold, and slowly got up, saying: "There is no celebration feast, you are good!"

After that, she turned and pushed the door away.

There seems to be no threat to this rhetoric, but those deputies have suddenly changed their faces and lost their souls.

Because they are all clear, it’s really mad! The consequences are really serious!

......

Under the night, the ruler Tibetan eyebrows took a treasure, and looked at a bead suspended in front of her body.

In the beads, there is a light curtain. The picture is very simple. It is a scene in which a teenager smiles and smiles in the air.

The ruler's eyebrows are quietly watching, as if they are looking at the teenager.

She knew very early that this handsome young man was Lin Xun, but when she looked at Lin Xun again, she suddenly discovered that the boy was so strange, as if he had never really understood and been familiar with it.

At this time, he seems to be laughing, the smile can even be described as brilliant, but for the eyebrows, this smile is so dazzling.

Especially when I saw the pair of squatting black scorpions of the juvenile, the gaze of the eyebrows was trembled, and the gaze was too calm, like a stagnant water, without a trace of waves, and could not see a trace of emotion.

That's it, but it makes a chill in the heart of the eyebrows.

Snapped!

She raised her hand and crushed the beads, and the look has become indifferent. Even if you come to the Forbidden City, I will not stop here!

......

"Father, the action failed."

As soon as he returned to the clan, his eyebrows went straight to his father's study.

Looking at the father sitting at the desk and reading the candle, the ruler's eyebrows seem to have faded away from the strong color of his body, and the breath becomes soft and submissive.

"Well, let me talk about it."

尺凌霄 霄道, he is a thin man, Confucian robes, gentle, full of books and breath.

However, even if he is sitting there, his waist is still as straight as a gun, his shoulders are not generous, but like a mountainous mountain, he can hold up the sky!

The whole person has a kind of leisurely atmosphere of Yuelu.

After a moment of slashing, I took all the details of this action.

From the beginning to the end, Yu Lingying still sat on the desk, quietly flipping through an ancient book in his hand, the look has never been shaken.

Until the ruler of the eyebrows was finished, the ruler of the ruler nodded and said: "Yes, we have already done what we have done, no matter what the success or failure, it has nothing to do with us."

I can’t believe my ears, what is the success or failure, and nothing to do with us?

This action has failed! How can it be lost without losing so much power?

"Father, what is going on here?"

I can't help but ask.

Ji Ling Ling put away the ancient books in his hand and said: "From the moment when you agreed not to send the forces above the spiritual environment to participate in the action, this result has already been doomed, won, and this death ended, defeated, this son Qualified to enter the Forbidden City."

Speaking of this, Ji Lingxiao smiled. "You just need to think about the intention behind this agreement. I know that behind this, some people want Lin's child to come back, and some people don't want him to come back. So, arrange it. Such an action."

I have already thought about this problem, and I got my father to dial it. When I got on the road, I said, "It turns out that it wasn’t our ruler to deal with Lin Lin?"

Xiao Ling nodded. "This is a complicated life. It involves a past ten years ago. Everyone thought that he was dead. Whoever thought, he actually appeared again..."

"Father, who is he?"

Feet Tibetan eyebrows asked with some horror, she did not expect that just because of the identity of Lin Xun, it would cause such a big storm.

Even their ruler can only act as a "hands-on" character, but it is horrible to know what the power of the master behind the scenes is!

"After waiting for this to enter the Forbidden City, you will understand."

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Until she left the study, she still had some embarrassment. She thought that the action failed, and she would be severely punished by her father. Whoever thought, the original failure was also completed.

what on earth is it?

For the first time, I felt a bit stunned.

But soon, she judged that by simply figuring out the true identity of Lin Xun, I can get the answer I want!

"Lin Xun, who are you?"

With this mystery, the ruler hides her clan, and she has to check it out. What happened in the Forbidden City more than ten years ago.

......

The night castle.

The old man walked into the empty dark hall and bowed to the ceremony: "Miss, the ruler's action failed."

"This son can survive. It seems that he has qualified for the only side. What is the reaction of the old guy on the star-gazing platform?"

In the darkness, the voice of the Queen of the Night is empty.

The old man’s look suddenly took a strange touch, and he said with a half-sound: “He seems to have expected this to be so, only four words.”

"Which four words?"

"The storm will start!"

"This old guy always likes to make a mystery. I have to look at it. When Lin finds this child to arrive, what will be the storm in the Forbidden City!"

......

The star-watching platform, the old man who is crowned with the celestial rituals stands alone, overlooking the stars and stars in the eye, and the eyes are pure and clear like children.

For a long time, he gave a feeling of satisfaction: "A sway is more than ten years, who can think of that after being robbed of the sacred pulse of the dynasty, the child can still have a chance to return to the Forbidden City? what!"

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Ps: A little bit of Calvin, the second is later.