Zongwu: Opening Awakening copy and paste

"go to hell!"

The Muzi Tianguan roared and let go of his left hand!

Immediately afterwards, like desperate and ferocious beasts, three sharp arrows roared and shot at Feng Wuhen!

But suddenly, Feng Wuhen disappeared in place like a ghost!

A moment later, a black shadow passed by the wooden character Tianguan!It's almost over in the blink of an eye!

Then everyone around saw the Muzi Tianguan who was standing on the spot, starting from the giant bow, and turning to ashes bit by bit!

The wooden character Tianguan disappeared!Not even a single corpse!

He is defeated!

Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuuxue, Pei Lang and the rest of Jing Tiansi were all stunned, staring in horror at Feng Wuhen who was holding the Snow Wolf Knife, breathless with depression.

Feng Wuhen's fearfulness refreshed their cognition again and again!

"Wooden character heaven official, that's all!"

Feng Wuhen retracted the knife slowly, with a sneer of disdain at the corner of his mouth, he said lightly.

No one dared to speak, and all the people present involuntarily lowered their heads, knelt on one knee, and saluted respectfully.

...

Royal Palace.

Yushu Palace.

Lan Xinyu stood under the eaves, looking in the direction outside the palace.

Lan Jian stood behind her.

"It seems that the pavilion master has defeated the enemy again."

Looking at the distorted air in the distant sky outside the palace, Lan Xinyu spoke slowly.

"With him, there is no such thing as a strong man in the world."

Lan Jianxin said with the same feeling.

They have witnessed the miracles created by the pavilion master time and time again. In their hearts, Feng Wuhen is the strongest in the world, and gods and Buddhas shy away!

Lan Xinyu nodded, turned around and looked in the direction of the crown prince. His eyes were firmer than ever before.

...

Sleeping Dragon Hall.

"Your Majesty, when Pavilion Master Feng was leaving the palace, he was assassinated by the Heavenly Palace of the Divine Realm. The Tianguan Muzi and twenty Rakshasa of the Divine Realm were all killed!"

Xue Shu quickly walked into the hall, and slowly told the news from the palace gate.

Lan Wuxian couldn't help but stop flipping through the memorial, and slowly raised his head, with a meaningful expression on his face.

This is already the number of good news that has come in these days. In his consciousness, Feng Wuhen never seems to lose.

From the fire word celestial official to the fairy god machine, and then to the wood character celestial official, Feng Wuhen shocked this spiritual capital time and time again.

It took less than half a month for Feng Wuhen to go from being silent and nameless to being famous in Xianqing Continent.

"It seems that Xinyu left Lingdu to go to Kyushu eight years ago. Everything is her fate. I should be happy for her to find such a backer."

Lan Wuxian said thoughtfully.

"Your Majesty, with Feng Wuhen, the Lingdu Dynasty no longer needs to be afraid of the Heavenly Palace of the Divine Realm, and no one can shake the future foundation of the Lingdu Dynasty."

Xue Shu said with some emotion.

"Shenyu Tiangong is not so easy to give up, it will take time, I hope Feng Wuhen will not let us all down."

"This chess game has not reached the final move, and the outcome is unpredictable."

Lan Wuxian's face became solemn again, and he said slowly.

"But at least Her Royal Highness and Concubine Shu will be safe."

Xue Shu said again.

After Lan Wuxian heard this, a long-lost relaxed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

...

Prince. Palace.

"His Royal Highness, Feng Wuhen is not dead..."

Qiao An trotted into the main hall, glanced at Lan Muling who was pacing, shrank his neck and said.

Hearing Qiao An's words, Lan Muling froze in place, her expression suddenly solemn.

"Muzi Tianguan and the twenty Rakshasa from God's Domain survived, and Feng Wuhen seems to be getting stronger every time."

"Besides, the deaths of Qin Yu and Yu Renli may not be hidden."

Joan said hesitantly.

After hearing Qiao An's words, Lan Muling's face darkened instantly, she clenched her fists tightly, and her eyes were full of unwillingness.

He didn't expect Feng Wuhen to be unable to kill him no matter what.

"Where is the Desolate Race? Why haven't they arrived in Lingdu yet?!"

Lan Muling hesitated and asked coldly.

"Hurry up, we should be able to reach Lingdu in two days."

Joan said hurriedly.

"it is good!"

"As long as you persevere, Your Highness can turn the situation around! Persevere!"

Lan Muling gritted her teeth and said, as if she was speaking to Qiao An, but also as if she was speaking to herself.

He knew that with the death of Tianguan Mu Zi, people would soon know that Shenyu Tiangong had intervened in the affairs of the Lingdu Dynasty, and people would soon think of him.

He can't lose!Absolutely not!

Chapter 315 Meeting the Desolate Clan

Lingdu City.

Tianyahai Pavilion.

"Go, go, don't go, be careful to be bitten by it!"

"What the hell is this? Why does it look so scary? Wolves are not like wolves, and dogs are not like dogs. It looks like it wants to eat people!"

"What are you going to do in Tianyahai Pavilion? Why put such a thing at the door, it's so scary."

On the street, the passers-by of Tianyahaige speeded up and passed the door, each with a frightened expression on their faces, no matter whether it was a woman holding a child or a man of five or three years, there was no one who was not afraid.

Since Xiaobai grew up, the gate of Tianyahai Pavilion no longer needs to be guarded by Lu Xiaofeng or Ximen Chuuxue, but has become Xiaobai.

Xiaobai stood there, no one dared to approach him.

Feng Wuhen was sitting in the lobby on the first floor, sipping a glass of wine with a relaxed expression on his face.

But if he knew that people outside actually compared Xiao Bai to a dog, he would probably jump up in anger.

After Muzi Tianguan appeared, everyone knew that Yu Renli and Qin Yu died at the hands of Shenyu Tiangong, and Tianyahai Pavilion was also cleared of suspicion.

Not only that, Lan Wuxian also took advantage of the killing of Yu Renli and Qin Yu to announce that the previous forced palace incident was secretly manipulated by someone, so the matter of Lan Xinyu marrying to the wasteland within one month was given up.

Although there were still some different voices among the ministers in the DPRK and China, they could no longer pose a threat to Lan Xinyu for a while.

In other words, Lan Xinyu doesn't have to leave Lingdu City anymore, at least not now.

So Feng Wuhen was in a particularly good mood today, at least he had time to think about how to deal with Lan Muling next.

After a long time, when Feng Wuhen was drunk, Lu Xiaofeng hurried back to Tianyahai Pavilion from outside.

"Pavilion Master, the Desolate Clan has arrived in the Spirit Capital!"

Lu Xiaofeng came to Feng Wuhen, cupped his hands and said.

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng's words, Feng Wuhen's hand holding the wine glass stopped in mid-air, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that Lan Muling is still hiding a trick."

Feng Wuhen narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

"Looking at their momentum, it seems that the comer is not good, and they should come to force the marriage."

Lu Xiaofeng said slowly.

"Where are they now?"

Feng Wuhen snorted coldly, and asked lightly.

"I have already set up camp outside the city, and I will enter the palace tomorrow to have an audience."

Lu Xiaofeng continued to answer.

"how many people?"

Feng Wuhen asked.

"It's about five hundred, and the momentum is not small."

Lu Xiaofeng frowned and said.

"It seems that they are bound to win, just wait and see."

Feng Wuhen said with a smile.

"My lord, what should we do?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked slowly.

"Let's wait and see what happens, important people always appear last."

A sneer flashed across the corner of Feng Wuhen's mouth, and he said lightly.

He was worried that he couldn't find a suitable way to get Lan Xinyu to take over, but he didn't expect someone to bring him a pillow just as he was about to sleep.

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and did not speak any more.

Although he didn't fully understand what the Pavilion Master meant, but since the Pavilion Master let him watch the show, let's see what happens.

...

Yushu Palace.

In the hall, Lin Qingshu paced back and forth anxiously, with an anxious expression on her face.

"Mother, what's the matter? Call me here in such a hurry?"

Lan Xinyu walked in slowly, looked at Lin Qingshu with an anxious face, and asked suspiciously.

"Xinyu, you are finally here. I heard that the Desolate Race sent envoys to Lingdu, and they are stationed outside Lingdu. They must have come to renew the marriage contract. You should hurry out of the palace and leave with Master Feng and the others. Lingdu."

Lin Qingshu looked at Lan Xinyu and said anxiously.

After hearing Lin Qingshu's words, Lan Xinyu shook her head and smiled wryly.

"Don't worry, concubine, everything will be fine."

Lan Xinyu softly comforted her.

"They are menacing, and they will definitely not let it go. They must hold a grudge against the humiliation of the past, and they will not let you go easily. In addition, recently, some people in the court have been advising your father that they want to marry you to the wasteland. I am worried. Your royal father couldn't bear the pressure, and finally agreed to the Huangzu."

Lin Qingshu frowned and said worriedly.

"No, the pavilion master has sent me a message, saying that he has found a way to deal with it, and nothing will happen."

As Lan Xinyu spoke, she helped Lin Qingshu sit down with a relaxed expression.

"Really?"

Lin Qingshu looked at Lan Xinyu hesitantly and asked.

"Really, when did I lie to my concubine?"

Lan Xinyu nodded and said.