Crane Chong dressed as a villain and a foolish king

In the royal palace of the capital city, Xiao Lang, who was restrained on the couch by invisible shackles, finally realized that he could hear Zhuang Heng's words because there was a dummy who was exactly like himself there, and he wanted to hear a few more words, but after Zhuang Heng said, ", he couldn't hear anything.

He withdrew his mind expressionlessly. Although his body was suffering from pain, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice with difficulty and joy: "This move is right. No matter how powerful the national teacher is, he has limited mental strength. Now he only cares about Keeping an eye on the movements of the various vassal states, and not being able to separate our minds and manpower from paying attention to the abandoned capital, our plans can be advanced."

Seeing that the beads of sweat on his forehead hadn't broken off, Xu Wu felt distressed, twisted the handkerchief to wipe him off, sighed and said, "My lord, you are too impatient, this move is extremely risky, if people from the dark city are found , we have given up all our previous efforts. Besides, the waste city is too busy to take care of itself now. According to our original plan, the waste city needs to recuperate for at least three years, and it will be useful when it is completely controlled by the Lord. Now the situation is not stable, and there are so many people suddenly , in case something goes wrong..."

Xiao Lang's endurance is beyond ordinary people, the punishment of the national teacher is far from being as simple as being roasted, the physical torture is second, and the psychological pain is the most unbearable, but he endured it for several days without breaking down. Still conscious, he drank a few sips of water with Xu Wu's hand, his voice was still dry and sore, but his eyes were full of energy: "Now that there is a fairy, the situation is different."

Xiao Lang kept Zhuang Heng's secret very tightly. Even Xu Wu, who was closest to him, didn't know that Zhuang Heng was transformed from a red-crowned crane. In order to maintain the sacred halo covering Zhuang Heng, Xiao Lang always called Zhuang Heng " For Xianjun.

However, with the lessons learned from the national teacher, Xu Wu was always vigilant towards those cultivating immortals, and asked a little worriedly: "The origin of the immortal is unknown, why does the Lord trust him so much?"

Xiao Lang lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, as if he didn't know the reason, so he simply skipped it: "The Immortal Lord has controlled Qi'an, and now the entire wasteland is in the hands of Ji Dashi, and the Dark City only opens once every three years, so if you miss this time The opportunity will have to wait until three years later, and the danger of national subjugation is in front of us, so I don't want to wait any longer."

Xu Wu showed worry: "But the national teacher..."

Xiao Lang smiled softly: "Look, I showed my fangs at him, but he didn't kill me? Back then, my grandfather wanted to be a wise king, but under his control, he became a prostitute. Later, I My father also wanted to get rid of his control, but he arranged for him to be a cruel and bloodthirsty tyrant. When it was my turn, I was one step ahead of him and deliberately did all kinds of ridiculous things. He really relaxed his control on me. I thought I was smart, I have worked hard for more than ten years, endured humiliation, and crossed the sea, but now I think about it, I am extremely stupid. Those ridiculous and absurd actions are nothing more than less torture. I lost the hearts of the people that shouldn’t be lost, lost the cities that shouldn’t be lost, and the national strength is getting worse I am weak and the princes are staring at me, so what is the difference between me and my ancestors and fathers?"

Seeing the hatred in his eyes, Xu Wu was silent for a moment.

Xiao Lang closed his eyes: "The national teacher may have no interest in the country, and he has no intention of seizing the throne. He is just messing with the government and waiting for me to subjugate the country. If I guess right, the subjugation will definitely bring him unimaginable benefits. .”

Xu Wu was taken aback, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this guess was very reasonable. The lord put his idea on Shen Guo's head, and the national teacher was only angry because he was out of control, but he didn't stop him. When the war broke out, the national teacher had to go to save the souls of the dead, and every time he came back from the battlefield, his mana increased significantly, which was too coincidental.

Xu Wu thought for a while, then said in a low voice: "The matter of the Shen Kingdom will definitely affect the abandoned capital, and the Immortal Monarch may be in danger at that time."

The existence of Zhuang Heng cannot be concealed from the national teacher. As early as the news that Xiao Lang used Dai Guobing to attack the abandoned capital came back, the national teacher already knew the existence of "Xianjun". It's just that some rumors sound mysterious. In the eyes of the national teacher Li is just playing tricks, the national teacher is self-confident and conceited, he has not taken such an unknown person like Zhuang Heng into his eyes, and Qi An's news has been intercepted again, the national teacher will not move his mind on Zhuang Heng for the time being.

But in the future, it will be uncertain, once the national teacher finds out that the people in the abandoned capital only recognize the immortal king and not the national teacher, Zhuang Heng's situation will be bad.

Xiao Lang said: "It doesn't matter, let Xianjun come to the capital."

Xu Wu cautiously asked: "In the name of the Son of Heaven, or in the name of the Prince of Fu?"

Xiao Lang opened his eyes, choked for no reason.

The abandoned capital has been surrounded by refugees, and the gates of the four cities are closed. The people inside can't get out, and the people outside can't get in. Zhuang Heng sent people to ask the refugees why they didn't bring the elderly, weak, women and children. Wait for a secret letter from the emperor first.

After Ji Dashi got the secret letter, he rushed to deliver it to Zhuang Heng immediately: "Xianjun, this is sent by the emperor!"

Before the sealed letter was opened, Zhuang Heng didn't reach out to pick it up, but first asked ai to open the system panel to check his points. Recently, whenever he was free, he did live broadcasts. The number of fans increased every day, and the rewards were also considerable. Awesome, but going from [-] to [-] is much more difficult than from [-] to [-]. He is still a little short of his points goal. In order not to reveal the fact that he is illiterate, he smiled and sent the secret letter Push back: "You are the general who defends the city. Show me what to do. You want me to know. It's the same when you read it to me after reading it."

Ji Dashi didn't dare to disobey his intention, so he hurriedly opened the seal and glanced at it first: "There is the emperor's seal, it should be true."

Zhuang Heng asked, "What did you say?"

After reading it carefully, Ji Dashi stared wide-eyed in shock: "Let us take in those refugees with confidence, and let us incorporate them into the army."

Zhuang Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he asked suspiciously, "The Son of Heaven is so well informed? He arranged for the refugees? Besides, isn't the city gate closed? Where did this secret letter come from?"

Ji Dashi: "... Mrs. He picked it up from the hot spring when she was playing in the palace."

Zhuang Heng: "???"

Both of them were a little confused about this weird incident. Zhuang Heng thought it was a letter passed by a flying pigeon or a flying crane, which was dropped by a bird flying into the palace, but Ji Dashi immediately took out a slender porcelain bottle , Said that the letter was packed in a bottle, and the bottle was picked up together. Zhuang Heng took the bottle to look over it, and accidentally found that the cork had been soaked in water.

Zhuang Heng said: "No matter how it came from, first confirm the authenticity."

After all, Ji Dashi is an ordinary citizen and has never been in the center of power. If someone forges the emperor's seal, he may not be able to identify it. Zhuang Heng thought for a while: "Call Qi An here."

Soon, the tied-up Qi An was escorted in front of Zhuang Heng. Qi An hated Zhuang Heng very much. Zhuang Heng is Dao Zu, Qi An is fish meat, Zhuang Heng didn't care about his attitude, calmly folded up the secret letter, exposing only the part of the seal, and handed it to him.

Qi An glanced over, his gaze paused for a moment, and a trace of doubt could not be seen in his eyes.

Zhuang Heng smiled and said: "See clearly? Is this true or false?"

Qi An withdrew his gaze and turned his mind. Obviously guessing that this letter was extremely important to them, he couldn't help but sneer: "How do I know if it's true or not?"

Ji Dashi slapped him on the head: "You bastard stay in the capital all the year round, and you are a running dog of the national teacher, so you can't recognize the authenticity of the emperor's seal? Who are you lying to? If you are not honest, you will be chopped off! "

Qi An let him slap his whole head, and he was dizzy for a while before he came back to his senses. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth angrily: "You just kill me! Don't expect me to help you!"

"Hey, Dashi, how can you be so violent?" Zhuang Heng smiled and stopped Ji Dashi's outstretched hand again, "Brother Qi and us don't have a deep hatred, we just need to discuss anything, and besides, brother Qi was killed by us." After being locked up for a few days, I must be very wronged, we might as well cook something delicious to apologize to him, the relationship has eased, are you afraid that brother Qi won't want to help?"

Ji Dashi clenched his fists with a "crack" sound, and said angrily, "Xianjun, why do you put your hot face on his cold ass?"

"Be safe and don't be impatient, be safe and don't be impatient." Zhuang Heng pressed his hands to show comfort, "Anyway, it's almost noon, and everyone is hungry, I'll make the meal first, and then I'll talk about the rest."

With a cold face, Qi An dismissed Zhuang Heng: "How can I be proud of being a fairy, it turns out that's all there is to it, don't talk nonsense, I won't do what you say!"

Zhuang Heng didn't mind his sarcasm, and walked under a big tree in the corner of the yard: "Just put the stove here."

Qi An thought that Ji Dashi was going to call for someone to come over to make arrangements, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that the people around him were silent, and thought that Zhuang Heng could not move them, and his heart became more and more contemptuous, but when he turned his eyes to Zhuang Heng, he saw Zhuang Heng raised his hand Making a slight downward movement, a strange square table appeared out of nowhere under his palm, and there were things on the table that he had never seen before, shiny and shiny.

Ji Dashi exclaimed and asked: "What did Xianjun conjure up today?"

"This is the fairy stove." Zhuang Heng stretched out his hand and twisted the button, only to hear a "poof", a cluster of yellow and blue flames suddenly ignited on the stove, and then he squeezed the button to turn it in the opposite direction. Twist, the flame went out instantly, "The ingredients are not ready yet, let's open it later."

Qi An was dumbfounded, staring at the "Xianzao" in disbelief.

Zhuang Heng stretched out his hand again, with the palm facing up, and saw a flash of cold light, suddenly a wide and thin knife appeared in his hand, the blade was brighter than ever, and looked extremely sharp.

Qi An almost lost his footing.

Ji Dashi asked cheerfully: "Will your national teacher change?"

Qi An: "..."

A few brothers next to him laughed and laughed: "The national teacher is good at beating people, how can these things that benefit the people happen?"

Qi An was upset, snorted coldly and was about to sneer, but saw Zhuang Heng reaching out his hands at the same time, and successively received a plucked whole chicken, two neatly cut pieces of beef, and several pieces of meat from the void. Unseen fish, various vegetables and never-seen-before fruits.

The sarcasm he didn't have time to utter choked in his throat.

Zhuang Heng waved his hand towards the void: "My dear friends, we meet again!"

Qi An looked around suspiciously, and Ji Dashi explained in good time: "Many immortals are looking at us, but they are looking through the fairy mirror, and we cannot see them."

Qi An: "..."

Zhuang Heng picked up a piece of juicy tofu and continued to talk to the void: "Don't just pay attention to the plot, but also pay attention to my cooking skills occasionally, such as knife skills... Well, yes, I will show you today My knife skills... oh yes, forgot to advertise xx brand wigs."

As he spoke, a green wig appeared in his hand, and he walked over and put it on Qi An's head: "How about changing the model to this brother today? It's okay, right? He doesn't look bad either."

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed like crazy.

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] Hengheng, where's your brother?To see my brother!

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] Hahahaha, it's so miserable, there is a grassland on your head, and you are still tied up, do you have a grudge against you?

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] This wig is so ugly hahahahaha, can you take off the original wig?

"My younger brother is off today, let this brother take over first." After Zhuang Heng explained, he looked at it from a distance, "I really want to take off the original wig, oh no, it's not a wig, it's real hair, I'll give it to him Shave your real hair."

"But before that, let me show off my knife skills." Zhuang Heng returned to the table, picked up the tender and smooth tofu, and cut aggressively with the knife. In his eyes, he cut the tofu that shattered at the touch of a finger into a whole thin, long, and endlessly entangled thread.

Zhuang Heng walked up to Qi An with a knife while the audience was full of amazement, lifted his green hair with one hand, grabbed his bun and said with a smile: "Brother Qi, you are so loyal to the national teacher, you must miss him very much." Are you cultivating immortals? To tell you the truth, if you want to succeed in cultivating immortals, you must shave your head."

Qi An struggled in fright: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhuang Heng pressed his shoulder: "My dear friends, today I will perform a closed-eyed scraping for you."

Barrage [-]: [Flower] ： ： Hahahahahahahahahahaha haha ​​is not good!

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] Hengheng, you know how to play!

Barrage [-]: [Huahua] Hahahaha God damn it, close your eyes and scratch, this big brother's eyes are clearly that you want to close your eyes and open your eyes, okay!

Qi An had already understood what he meant literally, and the muscles on his face began to twitch in fright.

Zhuang Heng pressed his head with one hand, held a shiny knife in the other, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, what's the point of sacrificing a little hair for the sake of cultivating immortals? I'll shave with my eyes closed. .”

As he said that, he really closed his eyes, and the cold blade fell precisely on his forehead.

The author has something to say: Qi An: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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