I'm in Douluo, Dragon Emperor's father is waiting for me to save him

"Haha, you're good to go!" The red-robed general smiled coldly, and seven soul rings, two yellow, one purple and four black, appeared on his body, moving up and down rhythmically.

Although Grint was a Contra, his soul ring configuration was too poor, with three yellows, three purples and two blacks, and he was only level 83. Faced with a red-robed general with a military background, he was suddenly at a disadvantage and was surrounded by dangers.

The moment the red-robed general opened his soul ring, the soldiers outside the city were alerted, and several auras similar to the red-robed general rushed towards him.

At the same time, martial law was declared at two other city gates that registered foreigners entering the city, and the soldiers stared at these people with cold faces.

"Bang, bang, bang!" A large number of soldiers were heading towards this door.

The man who carried the official document saw that something bad had happened, but because he was weak and spoke softly, no one could stop him.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the dead soldier was struck to the ground by the red-robed general's palm.

Seeing this, the prince of Vozilia finally panicked. Just as he was about to escape, two other red-robed generals stopped him.

One of them said coldly: "Go back! I still have something to settle with you!"

"Your Majesty the Prince, please apologize to the soldiers of the empire immediately!" the original red-robed general said sullenly, flicking the coldly shining sword with his hand.

The prince's eyes showed disbelief, but he knew that the situation was stronger than the people, so he gritted his teeth and said to the soldiers: "I'm sorry!"

"Go away!" the red-robed general expelled.

……

"Let's go, sir, let's go in!" Seeing that the show was over, Mo Qiancheng invited Zhufeng into the city.

In this life, Zhufeng saw such a prosperous city for the first time. More importantly, although this city has a history of more than 10 years, it still maintains its upward vitality. This is the feasting, feasting, and gold of Tiandou Imperial City. The scenery of drunkenness and waiting is incomparable.

There is a saying: the cigarettes are fragrant, the flutes and drums are noisy, the lights are filling the door, and the music and songs are playing repeatedly, this is the Ming Dynasty.

Talents and celebrities, nobles, nobles, commoners, and women with red sleeves are all a scene in this prosperous age, and the crowds are first-class.

Clouds with white heads and drunkenness can hold the fragrance of flowers, swords can move in all directions because of the beauty's dancing, wine can look down on the emperor because of the eight immortals drinking freely.

He rides a white deer to visit the stone mountains, sails his boat on the colorful clouds, climbs the yellow crane and plays the jade flute.Every scene, every scene, is a peaceful and peaceful time.

Thinking of this, even though the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan behind Zhufeng was extremely powerful, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Great! What a great Ming Dynasty!"

The two walked towards the palace. When they reached not far from the palace, Mo Qiancheng suddenly ran towards a sesame cake shop, grabbed a middle-aged man, laughed and said: "Haha, father, you ran out and secretly Didn't the ministers in the court stop you from eating sesame cakes?"

When the middle-aged man saw Mo Qiancheng, he was pleasantly surprised at first, then looked around warily, then pulled Mo Qiancheng and said:

"Cheng'er, did you find a suitable soul ring when you sneaked out this time?"

Mo Qiancheng smiled bitterly: "No, I almost lost my name because of this. Alas, if I had known better, I wouldn't have been angry with you and brought some soldiers."

"Haha, why do you think I let you go so easily? The hexagrams say it is auspicious for you to go here, but what kind of noble person did you meet?" The middle-aged man didn't care and smiled heartily.

Mo Qiancheng slapped his forehead and introduced to the middle-aged man: "Father, this is Mr. Zhufeng, the benefactor who saved Gongshu and I."

"Haha, it's true that heroes come from young. My name is Mo Yan, little friend!" Mo Yan ate the sesame seed cake and said to Zhufeng.

Mo Qiancheng said to Zhufeng with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, sir, that's just how my father is."

Zhufeng smiled slightly. Although there were many such informal and unassuming leaders in previous lives, they were very precious to this continent.

Mo Yan glared at Mo Qiancheng and cursed angrily: "You brat, our ancestor Mo Zhai still walked thousands of miles in straw sandals. What's wrong with your father and me eating a sesame seed cake?"

Mo Qiancheng stroked his forehead helplessly.

"White-bodied Zhufeng, meet your Majesty!" Zhufeng bowed to Mo Yan and said respectfully.

"What are you talking about, little friend? We are all from the Ming Dynasty. Why do we talk about the royal family and white bodies? They are so outsiders! I can become emperor because of the support of the people!" Mo Yan blamed Zhu Feng.

Zhufeng was not actually from the Ming Dynasty, but he did not deny Mo Yan's words at this time, for no other reason than that the Ming Dynasty made him feel very good, showing innocence and upwardness everywhere, and it was his ideal motherland.

"Father, shall we go to the palace?" Mo Qiancheng saw that Mo Yan wanted to start talking again, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Hey, look at me, I'm here to receive the benefactor who saved my son. Let's go to the palace!" Mo Yan patted his forehead in embarrassment and said to Zhufeng.

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In the front hall of the palace, if there were any officials passing by, Zhufeng keenly observed that these officials all had a more or less chilling air about them.

Seeing Zhufeng's thoughtful expression, Mo Qiancheng explained: "We in the Ming Dynasty are proud to join the army and defend the country. Those with military positions are not necessarily senior officials, but senior officials must have military positions.

Therefore, the people of the Ming Dynasty did not like to enjoy themselves and enjoy martial arts. Almost all of them had a dream of joining the army. "

"What a powerful country!" Zhufeng couldn't help but admire.

After all, it is a palace, and the dishes are much more exquisite than those at the border.

BBQ square ribs, lamb, fat duck, stir-fried, stir-fried, sweet and sour braised Yellow River carp noodles, peony agarwood, white braised tripe, fried purple crispy pork, fried tofu, emerald shredded fish, braised Huang Xiangguan, Dongpo Pork, Cassia Dumplings, Hibiscus Sea Cucumber, Dragon Scale Shrimp with Juice, three fresh iron pot baked eggs, fried herring head and tail; barrel chicken with unique taste.

It has to be said that these things made Zhufeng's index finger move.

Sure enough, our ancestors were so powerful. Not only did they create such a powerful country, but the food also developed accordingly. It was so delicious!

After having enough wine and food, the three of them started chatting, ranging from their ancestor Mo Zhai to the soul beast from thousands of years ago.

During the conversation, Zhufeng also learned that the ancestors of this country were not only Mo Zhai and Gong Shuban in the previous life, but also Guan Zhong, the god of strategy, and Lao Dan, the god of nature.

Good guy, the story about me ascending to the green ox in my previous life couldn’t be true!Zhufeng complained silently in his heart.

At this moment, a phantom appeared in the hall, stretched out his hand to hit Mo Yan, and cursed: "You brat! I told you to ask this kid to come see me, why are you still eating!"

Mo Yan grimaced, but he still bowed respectfully to the shadow in front of him and said: "My descendants, Mo Yan, meet your ancestors!"

Not only Mo Qiancheng, but Zhufeng was also shocked. The old man with half-white hair and beard in front of him turned out to be a famous person in the history of his previous life, Mozi! ?

"Junior Zhufeng, I have met my senior!"