The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 316: Three generations produce a noble

In March, the northwest wind howled, bringing news from the Western Regions as well as sandstorms, shrouding the entire capital in a gray haze.

Forbidden City.

"The Green Emperor successively destroyed the Northern Liang Palace and the Jingjue Ancient Kingdom in the ancient kingdom of Loulan, and captured the military demon god of the great god Chi You. He was really majestic."

Zhu Di, wearing a purple gold crown and a bright red dragon robe, spoke of Shen Yuanliang's great achievements with shining eyes, and he wished he could grow wings and fly straight to the Western Regions.

What with the imaginary space, the invading army of 300,000, the gods that suddenly appeared, and so on, Zhu Di knew it was very interesting as soon as he heard it, conquer, everyone kneel down and sing conquer!

"Da da!"

The crisp footsteps were particularly loud in the quiet study. The Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang held the memorial in his hand and looked at Zhu Biao who was thinking: "Biao'er, what do you think?"

"Father, a son of a thousand gold coins should not sit in the hall, a son of a hundred gold coins should not ride on a saddle, and a holy ruler should not take advantage of danger to seek fortune."

Crown Prince Zhu Biao bowed and smiled, his eyes were very gentle: "The Qing Emperor is in charge of hundreds of millions of miles of territory, and the responsibility is heavy. He really shouldn't put himself in danger."

People stumble, horses stumble,
In the battle of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, it seemed that Shen Yuanliang was killing everyone, but the process was very dangerous. There were imaginary spaces, irresistible gods, etc. If he was not careful, everything would be lost.

Once Shen Yuanliang died or was trapped, the foundation of Qingdi City would not collapse completely, but would at least be in jeopardy.

"Brother, you should be brave and resolute in doing things. It's not good to be hesitant."

Zhu Di, who wanted to become the general of the Northern Expedition, disagreed. He felt that Shen Yuanliang's behavior was very much to his taste and that this was what a real man should be like.

Thinking of this, Zhu Di glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang quietly. Seeing that his face was calm, it was hard to tell whether he agreed or disagreed. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Father, what do you think?"

"hehe!"

You can tell what he is up to by looking at his tail. Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Zhu Di, sneered twice, turned around and did not respond.

……

"Brother Yuanliang."

Facing the gorgeous sunset glow, Li Wan'er muttered, "It was a close call this time. Don't take risks alone in the future."

Half a month has passed, and Li Wan'er is still frightened when she thinks back on it. The trip to Loulan was too dangerous. Being trapped in the imaginary space for three months, she felt like the sky was falling.

As for the phantom of the god, it was completely irresistible. It could be said that they had walked through the gates of hell and saved their lives.

"Wan'er."

Stroking Li Wan'er's hair that was messed up by the wind, Shen Yuanliang's bright eyes reflected her graceful figure, and he swore, "I will never do that again."

He said this just to reassure Li Wan'er that next time something happens, there is a high possibility that Shen Yuanliang will take action personally.

Although Qingdi City has expanded its territory by billions of miles and occupies the entire land outside the Great Wall, it only takes three generations for a noble to emerge. The first generation, Shen Yuanliang, started from scratch and quickly accumulated wealth through legal robbery and murder.

If you want to be a gentleman, have the final say, and let your subordinates do everything for you, that is something only the third generation can do. Moreover, in this era when opportunities are everywhere!

"Pot pot."

Shen Qianqian came in, tugging at Shen Yuanliang's clothes, and raised her small face, saying, "Can that big guy give me a nest?"

The big guy refers to the soldier demon on the deck. It is a thousand feet tall and is made entirely of rare metals such as meteorite iron. It uses ancient star fragments as energy.

Shen Yuanliang is rising like the sun, and he is trying to eradicate the Jingjue Demon Kingdom. In order to curry favor with someone and get rid of the hot potato, the Soldier Demon God was sent to Qingdi City by the Queen of Loulan. He is very good at handling things.

"Yeah!" Covering his chin, Shen Yuanliang waved his hand under Shen Qianqian's anxious gaze: "Since you like it, I'll give it to you."

After being transformed by Shen Yuanliang using the Yanjia technique, the Soldier Demon God is more powerful than before and can exert the strength of the sixth realm. He is a very good bodyguard for Shen Qianqian.

"GuoGuo, you are so nice."

After saying that, Shen Qianqian, who was clinging to Shen Yuanliang like a koala, patted his cheek with a bright smile, like the sun in early spring.

"hehe."

Pinching her smooth, collagen-filled face, Shen Yuanliang thought of another thing.

Although the Soldier Demon God was created by the great god Chi You, it is not sophisticated enough, unlike the robots in the Nanqing Temple, especially Wu Zhu beside Fan Xian, a robot that is no different from an ordinary human.

If we could take it apart and study it carefully, his army of puppets...

At the same time, in Nanqing, Kyoto.

"The Green Emperor wiped out 300,000 soldiers of Beiliang half a month ago. The Beiliang Palace was destroyed by the Liyang Dynasty. The Crown Prince Xu Fengnian is missing, and the rest are all dead."

"The white-clothed soldier immortal Chen Zhibao seemed to be the reincarnation of the Green Emperor of the Immortal Realm. He was suspected to be a cultivator of the Seventh Realm. He was killed by Shen Yuanliang using unknown means."

At Sinanbo's Mansion, Fan Xian, who had just returned from Danzhou, looked at the information sent by Wang Qinian and rubbed his groggy forehead. His thoughts were in a tangled mess, like a tangled ball of thread.

What the hell is going on? Not only do historical figures reappear, but characters from martial arts novels also come into the world.

Who is Qing Emperor Shen Yuanliang? From which stone did he jump out? Is he the son of destiny, a person of great destiny? Thinking of this, he was overwhelmed.

"Master Xiao Fan, is there anything wrong with the information in front of us?"

Wang Qinian leaned forward, looked at Fan Xian, whose face looked strange, walked forward and asked cautiously.

Fan Xian is a very important figure, and Dean Chen Pingping attaches great importance to him. If Wang Qinian loses a hair because of him, he will be in big trouble and will be skinned alive by the Dean.

"No no."

Putting down the intelligence in his hand, Fan Xian waved his hand and denied it, "My stomach feels a little uncomfortable. I probably ate something wrong this morning."

"Dong dong!"

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded, and Versace, who was wearing a gold necklace and dressed like a local tycoon, opened the door and shouted, "Brother, brother."

Seeing this, Fan Xian covered his head and said unhappily, "Versace, what do you want from me?"

As for Versace, after spending a few days with him, Fan Xian knew his character: He was a nice person, just a little stupid, in a cute and silly way, just like the silly son of a landlord.

"Money, make a lot of money."

Pulling Fan Xian's sleeve, Fan Sizhe was very excited, his eyes sparkling, with the shadow of the copper coin reflected in them: "People say that the Western Regions are full of gold, how about we go to the Western Regions to pick up money?"

Versace was not interested in anything except making money, especially when he was fiddling with an abacus and counting the silver.

Early in the morning, the news about the Green Emperor Shen Yuanliang spread widely in Kyoto. Others were paying attention to his peerless martial arts, but Versace thought that the Western Regions was a good place to make money.

"Fan, Si, Zhe."

Hearing this, Fan Xian placed his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Versace, who was obsessed with money, feeling speechless.

(End of this chapter)