Lord of the Low Version System

Xi Tong is a fan of Xianjian.

At that time, there were not many domestically produced games, but each one was a painstaking and sincere work, and Xianjian was a classic among the classics.

Xi Tong has never played Fairy Sword, or any of them.

He has only played with those classmates who played Xianjian.

What is a game? Are there real people playing it?

As a result, Xi Tong became a hardcore fan of Xianjian who had never played Xianjian.

Later, as I got older, my classmates had a lot of messy things in their heads, so Xitong stopped playing with them.

Now, Xitong wants to play with a real person again - the host of the subsystem has not been bound yet.

If it is a familiar background of the game, people like Li Xiaoyao and Yang Jingtian who bear the halo of the protagonist will definitely be chosen, no matter how bad they are, they must be Zhao Linger and Tang Xuejian.

But right now, Li Xiaoyao's 18th generation ancestors have not yet been born, and there are no familiar characters, who should be chosen.

Since it was a world just extracted, the system had a chance to scan the world, and all the creatures in the world of Immortal Sword were listed in front of Xi Tong.

The most powerful ones are the big bosses who have existed since ancient times. They can't even scan out their names, let alone detailed information, only a vague outline.

The powerhouses at the next level have also gone through thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, and they don't pay attention to rice, salt, and cans at all, and they are hard to fool.

Further down, they are basically big tycoons and unborn heroes.

Either have no desires, or have great desires, which cannot be satisfied by Xitong at all.

If you stroke it again, you will go to the secular world.

So, embarrassing.

Those who are too strong will definitely look down on Xi Tong. Moreover, the big bosses are determined and will not be invaded by foreign objects. If they are rashly bound, they will be treated as extraterrestrial demons if they are not good enough.

Xitong who is too weak doesn't like them, even if they pour a lot of resources, they may not be able to cultivate a flower, and Xitong doesn't have time to train them slowly.

So, after a pass of elimination, few choices appeared in front of Xi Tong.

Sure enough, Long Yang is the best choice.

To be honest, Xi Tong refused Long Yang at first.

However, Longyang is Longyang, some choices are better than none.

Bind him! Get him into the car first, and make up after the formalities.

…………

In King Jiang City, Long Yang knelt in front of his mother's hospital bed, reporting state affairs with joy on his face, hoping to be happy.

Mother, Qi State has sent troops, Yang State has been defeated, and our Jiang State has stood up! The siege of Wangcheng has been resolved.

Prince Long Yang wept with joy.

Bright brilliance appeared in Queen Jiang's dull eyes, and a strange blush appeared on her ashen face.

Yang'er, the enemy has really retreated?

The queen grabbed Long Yang's wrist, her tone revealing unbelievable joy.

At this time, there was an exciting sound of gongs and drums outside the palace, and Jiang Guo, which had been silent for two years because of the war, was revived again.

When the suona sounded, all the instruments were covered, and the air was filled with joy.

Mother, listen, this is a spontaneous celebration of the people.

The one who plays the suona must be the class leader of the Jiao family. When I married my mother, he was the one who played Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix.

The people in the country have suffered in the past few years. Your father is not in good health, and even if he recovers, he will not be able to govern. You promise me that you must treat the people kindly, and treat the families of soldiers and orphans kindly.

The generals have made great contributions, so they must be well-wished, and don't begrudge the ranks. Yang'er, the generals, why don't you see them congratulating you?

Long Yang answered quickly, Mother, the generals naturally took advantage of the victory to pursue them. We will not only repel Yang Guo, but also beat them to death. This time we will destroy them!

The queen shook her head, Yang'er, send an order to withdraw the troops. Both Jiang Guo and Yang Guo are small countries surrounded by big countries, and we will have to hug each other to keep warm in the future.

With Yang Guo here, Jiang Guo will not perish. If Yang Guo is gone, we will soon follow in his footsteps.

Yang'er, you will be the king of a country from now on, you must put the country first, don't abolish the public for personal reasons, and don't use personal hatred to labor the people.

Long Yang was dissatisfied, but at this moment, the color on the queen's face quickly faded, and the light in her eyes also dimmed.

Where's Xiaokui, Yang'er, where's Xiaokui?

Let me see my sunflower...

Yang'er, you have to protect Xiaokui...

You are her...the only relative...

A few minutes later, the white palace lanterns were hung up, and the noisy gongs, drums, and suonas outside all stopped abruptly.

When Long Yang pushed the door and came out, he was completely naked.

The soldiers outside the palace also wore sackcloth and filial piety.

Long Yang is lying.

Yang Guo was not defeated, on the contrary, Jiang Guo was on the verge of collapse.

There is no cooking in the city.

The water in the well is also dry.

After two years of besieging the city, all the bamboo, wood, bricks and stones in the city were completely consumed, let alone copper and iron. Many soldiers can't even use sticks.

The frequent mobilization of the Yang Guo camp outside the city must have ascertained the truth and reality in the city, and they are preparing for a general attack.

Long Yang knew that Jiang Guo's survival was at stake here.

If you don't fight at this time, you won't even have the strength to stand up tomorrow.

Glancing to the side, the inner eunuch immediately bowed and came forward.

Long Yang said in a low voice: Princess Kui is under strict supervision. If she gets close to Jianjian Workshop again, all the guards will kill themselves and apologize!

The inner eunuch trembled all over, and the respectful voice should have been answered. He didn't dare to stay for a second, and trotted over to make arrangements.

Long Yang stepped forward and slowly drew his sword facing the soldiers of the three armies gathered outside the palace.

As the sharp blade was slowly pulled out, Long Yang's energy rose little by little, and he gradually approached the edge of explosion.

The bodies of all the soldiers also tensed up a little bit, and the chilling aura quickly condensed into a solid hoarfrost.

Clang!

Sword out!

However, Long Yang, who was supposed to give an impassioned speech, stood there like a clay sculpture, without making a sound for a long time.

Huh?

The soldiers listened with their ears open at first, then tiptoed to see what happened, and then began to look left and right, whispering to each other.

Didn't you agree to go out of the city?

What's going on? Are you still fighting?

If I go back alive, my mother will hang herself. What should I do?

Prince Yang, give me an accurate word...

Several generals saw that it was not going well, so they didn't care about so many red tapes, and rushed to the stage.

Prince Yang, give the order!

Prince Yang, what else is there to hesitate?

If it wasn't for the fact that Prince Yang's majestic chest was still heaving violently, everyone couldn't help but want to try breathing.

I'm very good!

Tai Ziyang finally came back to his senses.

“Better than ever!”

Tai Ziyang inserted the saber back.

Order!

With confidence in his heart, his voice became calm and prestige.

The soldiers immediately tightened their spirits, clenched the tattered weapons in their hands, and waited for an order to rush out of the city.

However……

Remove armor! Gambit! Prepare to change clothes!

Bury the pot! Make rice! Reward the three armies!

The three armies look at Prince Yang like the second idiot—the prince is also crazy!

[I wrote this chapter for two or three hours, and I cried while writing, and my eyes are still red now. Paladin III is my favorite, and it is also the first genuine game I bought. At that time, I was only in junior high school, and I saved breakfast money for a long time (because I eat at home, I don’t necessarily have breakfast money once a month)]