Qingqiu City, in the imperial city.
Heavy snow fell from the sky, and a eunuch who was proficient in water magic used a secret method to turn the snow into a material like jade and glass.
As a result, every palace and pavilion became snow-white and sparkling, shining in the sun, like a crystal palace, so beautiful that it was unlike the human world.
Countless pretty maids shuttled through the palace pavilions, and they also used the secret technique of spring breeze and rain, causing thousands of exotic flowers and plants in the flower garden to bloom brilliantly. The colorful flowers and reds were like a pile of brocade, which was really like a fairy scene.
Linghu Qingqing was sitting on a platform by the water, smiling and holding a warm bottle of Millennium Daughter's red wine.
Daughter's red wine is also a very famous thing among the people.
In the southeastern states of Qingqiu Divine Kingdom, if a daughter is born, the people will brew ten jars, one hundred jars, one thousand jars, ten thousand jars, etc., depending on the family's financial resources, just to entertain guests when their daughter gets married. .
Thousand-Year-Old Nuer Red is a unique product with a mellow and delicious taste.
Just thinking about the meaning behind Ner'er's Red, and looking at the Thousand-Year Nerve's Red in his hand for a while... The corners of Linghu Qingqing's mouth curled up, revealing a knowing and narrow smile.
He was in a good mood.
On the battlefield in the west, good news has been coming back for several days in a row.
The siege of Qinglangyuan has been solved. Linghu Jiu, the little bastard, was defeated and fled in embarrassment with the army. An Wang Huo Xiong was chasing after him, and news of more and more prisoners came back every day.
According to the reports from the eyes and ears planted in the army, King An Huo Xiong's marching formation was very stable, and he was much more experienced than the famous generals and generals among the famous generals.
"He is a talent... As long as his loyalty is correct, he can be reused." Linghu Qingqing smiled brightly.
Silver Fish was sitting in a small pavilion by the water more than ten feet away, holding a pipa in his arms and playing a tune. Several female musicians who are proficient in music sit aside like stars over the moon, holding flutes and other musical instruments, and coordinate with Silver Fish's performance with utmost care.
Flowers are blooming in Qionglou and Yuyu everywhere, the fragrance is fragrant, and the sounds of nature are heard.
Enjoying it like this, Linghu Qingqing became more and more cheerful, her face turned a little red, and she couldn't help but let out a deep sigh - it was not in vain that he had paid such a price, and finally replaced Sima.
Such bliss can only be enjoyed by the Supreme Being on earth.
Well, if An Wang Huo Xiong is worthy of reuse, is it... is it possible... to fight back and tear off a large piece of fat from Da Wei or Da Wu
If we can break through the quagmire of the Three Kingdoms battlefield, we can occupy a large piece of land in the territory of Dawei or Dawu.
Linghu Qingqing tapped her fingers gently on the armrest of the seat, her eyes turning slightly as she considered the trump card in her hand and the property and heritage of the entire Qingqiu Divine Kingdom.
Today's Qingqiu Divine Kingdom can undoubtedly crush Wei or Dawu in terms of the number of artifacts that govern the kingdom.
What if all the divine weapons to control the country were deployed, and all the divine powers that the Linghu clan had accumulated over the years were deployed.
Is it possible, with a 20% to 30% certainty, to wipe out a country
Linghu Qingqing frowned and fell into deep thought... Destroy a country, destroy a country... This temptation is too great.
The sound of brisk footsteps came from afar. Youruo, who had grown to the age of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, was wearing a loose white robe and walked briskly along the stone path between the flower beds.
Still hundreds of feet away from Linghu Qingqing, a dozen eunuch guards whose upper bodies were lined with soft armor flashed out of the flowers and lined up in front of Youruo.
A eunuch leader wearing a bright red eunuch robe opened his hands to block Youruo, and shouted sternly: "Where did you come from, your majesty is..."
Youruo waved his right hand, and a cold light flashed through, and a dozen eunuchs and guards turned into ice sculptures at the same time.
With a "click" sound, the ice sculptures shattered, and the flesh and blood of these eunuch guards disintegrated and turned into the tiniest ice slag, flowing on the ground like running water. The terrifying cold air spread from these ice shards made of flesh and blood, instantly freezing the flower beds hundreds of feet in radius.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and all the exotic flowers and plants in the flowerbed turned into ice crystals and floated away.
Youruo wiped out all life within a few hundred feet with just one blow.
Linghu Qingqing heard what was going on here. He stood up and said in a deep voice: "Please come over quickly, Mr. Youruo... Please keep your eyes open from now on. Mr. Youruo is my good teacher and friend. You, please treat him." Be like me."
Before, Youruo's essence and blood clone was only secretly supported by Linghu Qingqing. Except for Linghu Ayi, no one else knew about the existence of Youruo's clone.
At this moment, Youruo suddenly appeared. Although he didn't know why, Linghu Qingqing immediately gave him the status he deserved.
You Ruo is the leader of the Ice Spirit God Clan, with a lofty status, noble blood, and an amazing backstage. Linghu Qingqing must carefully serve and fawn over You Ruo, lest he offends You Ruo.
With hands behind his back, You Ruo walked briskly to Linghu Qingqing with steps like the wind.
In front of thousands of guards, eunuchs, and maids from far and near, Youruo stretched out his right hand and slapped Linghu Qingqing on the face.
Linghu Qingqing's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Youruo in disbelief.
This slap was so heavy that half of Linghu Qingqing's cheek almost shattered. Fortunately, Linghu Qingqing's cultivation was extremely advanced, and his almost shattered cheek was repaired and healed in an instant without showing any abnormality.
In the small pavilion, the strings of the pipa in Yinbao'er's hand suddenly broke, and the thin strings bounced away with a 'ding' sound, cutting a deep wound on her finger, and a few drops of blood flowed along the playing string. The strings flew and fell on the windows of the small pavilion, which were covered with fine white silk.
The white silk and red blood are dazzling.
Linghu Qingqing gritted her teeth, lowered her head slightly, leaned over and looked at Youruo: "Master Youruo, am I in any way disrespectful?"
You Ruo stared at Linghu Qingqing deeply and asked in a low voice: "Do you still remember your promise? Those sacrifices you promised to me and us... The southwest battlefield is just that. The number of casualties every day is barely enough. Satisfy us.”
"But, on the western battlefield, what the hell did you send there?"
"In a continuous fierce battle, a large army of tens of millions of people fought. That guy completely wiped out a coalition army of Dawei and Dawu, but less than 10,000 people died in the battle?"
Youruo stretched out his finger angrily and stabbed Linghu Qingqing's forehead hard: "Linghu Qingqing, you have the guts to fool the gods? Do you believe it or not, we can support you to sit on the throne, and so can we To pull you down and prevent you from being reincarnated?"
Linghu Qingqing raised her head in astonishment and stared straight at Youruo.
"Lord Youruo... is it because Prince An, Huo Xiong, fought so well?" Linghu Qingqing murmured to Youruo.
Youruo's face was extremely twisted and ferocious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, he fought so well... But we don't need him to fight so well... We like the violent maniacs of the Xiang family, but we don't like An. A famous general like Wang Huoxiong... you, just think of your own solution and see how to deal with it!"
Linghu Qingqing blinked her eyes and looked at Youruo helplessly and innocently.
This slap in the face was really...fuck him!
Straightening up, Linghu Qingqing looked at the eunuchs, guards and maids in the garden, then sighed helplessly and shook her head.
On the edge of the Three Kingdoms battlefield, in the Bailang River, Wu Tie was building a city.
Millions of dwarfs and dwarves who are proficient in earth and stone construction are busy in the mountains, digging secret passages and building city walls. With the assistance of the earth spirits using spells, the construction speed is astonishing.
The talents of the earth spirits are astonishing. They can drive mountains to open roads and build city walls with ease.
Coupled with the hard work of the dwarfs and dwarves who were well fed, warmly dressed, and countless prisoners working hard, in just a few days, a Great Wall stretching for tens of thousands of miles was built, almost blocking the exits of the Three Kingdoms battlefield. It's starting to take shape.
As long as enough formation masters are sent from Qingqiu City to build a defensive formation for the city wall, and then supplemented by a huge number of fixed forts, this line of defense will be secure.
Standing on the highest beacon tower on the top of the mountain, looking at the vast white battlefield of the Three Kingdoms in the distance, Wu Tie smiled brightly.
"You tell me, why is there such a thing as the Three Kingdoms Battlefield? How boring is it for three families to get involved and kill indiscriminately?"
"It's better to give up all our territory in the Three Kingdoms battlefield, let them fight for it, let them snatch it... let them beat them to death first, and let us sit back and watch. Dou, what a great thing?"
Xiang Feiyu, who was standing next to Wu Tie, coughed heavily: "Prince An, I'm afraid you have forgotten those rare resources in the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms."
Wu Tie shook his head gently and said calmly: "How can rare resources be so rare as to be appointed? After all, the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms is only such a big place. How many elites can be cultivated with the resources inside?"
"But how many elites do we lose every year for the Three Kingdoms battlefield?"
Wu Tie sighed: "I have carefully calculated the accounts. The rare resources in the battlefields of the Three Kingdoms, aside from the luxury gadgets enjoyed by the princes and nobles of the Three Kingdoms, other outputs are simply not worth the sacrifices made for these resources. Soldiers."
"This is a loss-making business." Wu Tie snorted coldly: "It is interesting to fight for the God's Order, but in order to fight for the God's Order, how many soldiers will be killed or injured? How many generals? These soldiers and generals will need to spend money How many resources will it take to cultivate it?”
Xiang Feiyu laughed dryly: "But, after all, the God's Order is... a risk-free shortcut to becoming a god."
"But if you can do something with money, why do you have to sacrifice your soldiers' lives for it?" Wu Tie pointed at Xiang Feiyu: "It's nothing more than... money. Do the gods also accept bribes?"
Xiang Feiyu was stunned. He realized that he could not continue chatting with Wu Tie.
That's right, secretly offering sacrifices to the gods and spending astronomical amounts of wealth can also reduce the power of the divine tribulation by more than half when the elders of the clan break through to the realm of gods.
However, why should we spend a huge amount of our own wealth in exchange for something that ordinary soldiers can do
Moreover, even if the power of the divine calamity is reduced by more than half, there is still a risk of falling.
Elderly people from all families and ethnic groups, who doesn’t want to be able to break through to the realm of gods in peace and without the slightest risk
You ask Linghu Qingqing, is he willing to take a God Token and become a god without any risk or pressure, or is he willing to spend a huge amount of resources to exchange for an opportunity that still carries risks and may lead to his death
"King An, do you really want to give up on the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms?" Xiang Feiyu asked Wu Tie a little confused.
"No, I didn't say this... I just said that the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms is too boring... I never said that I would give up the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms. I never said it, never thought about it, never mentioned it. Don’t talk nonsense about this kind of thing.”
Wu Tie quickly denied Xiang Feiyu's question. He said seriously: "I am just thinking about how to destroy the enemy in front of me at the minimum cost."
"What's the smallest price?" A very feminine voice came from afar.
Wu Tie turned around and saw a specially-made flying boat shaped like a bird flying towards this side rapidly. The speed of the flying boat was at least ten times faster than the standard warships of the military.
Along the way, the patrol warships under Wu Tie opened the waterway one after another, not daring to stand in front of the flying boat.
Because there is a thick round shield badge hanging on the bow of this flying boat. On the round shield badge, which is about ten feet in diameter, there is a relief of a proud nine-tailed fox lying on a boulder, looking up at the sky with slightly squinting eyes.
This is the coat of arms of the royal family of Qingqiu Divine Kingdom. This flying boat comes from the imperial city.
"Such pointy ears." Wu Tie flicked his tongue in his mouth and made an extremely loud 'snap' sound.
"Those of us who are slaves must have sharper ears. Otherwise, if we miss a word of the master's instructions, it will be a disaster." The feminine voice came from afar, and the flying boat brought up a stream of light. After taking a breath, he arrived in front of the beacon tower where Wu Tie was.
Several men wearing dark blue mud-gold python eunuch robes, with fair faces and sinister eyes stepped on the clouds, floated down from the flying boat, and landed in front of Wu Tie. The leading eunuch, who looked to be in his fifties or sixties and had an extremely gloomy face, reached out his hand and slapped Wu Tie across the face.
Wu Tie took a step back, and the eunuch's slap was in vain.
The eunuch's eyes suddenly became sinister and fierce, he stared straight at Wu Tie and shouted sternly: "Huo Xiong!"
"Fuck you!" Wu Tie flew up and kicked the eunuch on the belly as fast as lightning. He was kicked out and hit the flying boat behind him: "What the hell?"
There was a loud noise, and the flying boat, which was no more than twenty feet long, was shaken violently by the eunuch, and the bow was almost dented.
The eunuch vomited blood and his body was embedded in the sunken bow of the ship. He could not recover for a long time.
Several other eunuchs stared at Wu Tie in shock. After a while, one of the eunuchs pointed at Wu Tie and yelled: "Presumptuous, presumptuous, King An Huo Xiong, we are here to give you a warning according to His Majesty's imperial edict. You, you, you, you dare to hit someone!"
"You dare to beat up His Majesty's angel, you, do you want to rebel?" Several eunuchs, as if their ancestral graves were dug up, jumped up and down, pointed at Wu Tie and cursed.
Wu Tie narrowed his eyes and sneered.
"Come here, send a message to Qingqiu City, saying that several of His Majesty's angels who were delivering the message were intercepted and killed by the remnant soldiers of the Wei Dynasty on the way, and they were all dead..."
The expressions of several eunuchs suddenly changed with fright, and they knelt on the ground without hesitation with a 'gudong' sound.
The eunuch who was kicked half to death by Wu Tie also suddenly changed his expression. He was stunned and suddenly forced out a embarrassed smile.
"Prince An, Prince An, there is a misunderstanding..."
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