The night should have been quiet, but at this moment the road from Liangguo to Ningguo was bustling with people.
On the road, it was Ningguo's convoy that was about to return. The most obvious thing in the convoy was the huge trailer in the middle, and the most obvious thing on the trailer was the plane. The plane was placed in the open air without any protection at all.
The team moved forward slowly. At this time, they had just left the Liang border and had not yet reached the Ning border. There was a lot of noise all around, including businessmen coming and going, people watching the planes, and people who were close to Zhang Quantao.
Ning Fangfang was sitting next to Zhang Quan. She suddenly shivered and looked around: "Princess, why do I feel a little cold?"
Ning Xiaolan looked around and smiled, her smile was meaningful, "If there is murderous intent, of course it will be cold."
After saying that, Ning Xiaolan turned and looked at Zhang Quan.
Zhang Quan, however, had a smile on his face, seemingly not worried at all, or rather, confident. Seeing Ning Xiaolan looking over, Zhang Quan smiled and nodded, the meaning was self-evident.
Not long after they walked, a group of black-clothed men suddenly rushed out from the surroundings. There were not many of them, only about 300 people, but they were all masters, starting from the Golden Core Stage, and the leader was actually a master of the Spiritualization Stage. These people rushed over, and without saying a word, they raised their hands to kill.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time! Do you want to kill me? And then steal the plane and run away?" A fierce look flashed in Zhang Quan's eyes. When he was on a diplomatic mission to Liang State, Zhang Quan had taken the current situation into consideration.
Just after the masked man in black appeared, thousands of masters and tens of thousands of elite soldiers suddenly appeared behind him. In a short time, more than 300 men in black were surrounded.
Shouts of killing instantly rose to the sky, and the tragic aura rushed straight into the clouds, adding a bit of murderous energy to the sky.
The killing soon subsided, and none of the more than 300 men in black escaped.
Zhang Quan looked back at the border wall between the two countries, with a sneer on his face. There, on the wall, Liang Kai's hands were throbbing with veins and his teeth were clenched.
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In the Anyang City Lord's Mansion, Li Xian was meeting with representatives from various countries; to be more precise, representatives from various countries who surrendered. There were former emperors, former commanders, generals, and so on.
The Shang Dynasty's war of annexation was going in a mess. Now the Liu, Lu and Xing states had been completely incorporated into the Shang Dynasty's territory; the Shao state was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan; as for the Cai and Wu states, they were also in a bad shape. All the elite troops in the country were trapped in the west of the Shang Dynasty. The situation was not very good.
Moreover, the State of Cai was now facing attacks from the States of Zheng and Tang, and its national power was shaky. This time, the State of Cai could no longer escape.
What is being discussed at this time is the issue of ascension quotas.
"I will exchange the ascension quota for the land in your hands."
"The Ascension quota has been given to you. It is your freedom to use it in any way you want. You can sell it or trade it."
"We will notify you one month before each rocket launch so that you can make arrangements in advance. If you do not want to ascend, then you can keep your quota permanently. I promise it will be valid forever."
Suddenly, Song Jingxiu, the former general of Xing State, asked, "Wise King, can this technology of traveling to the spirit world via rockets be 100% guaranteed to be safe?"