wedge

PS: This book has a strong rise from the protagonist into the campus, the warmth between the beauties, the strong confrontation with the families, the bloody protection of the country, the battle scenes with the momentum of killing the enemy, the loyal brotherhood, and the amazing ancient martial arts and magical medical skills. Please taste this story. It's pure fiction. Don't imitate it. I hope there will be a breakthrough in the new book. Please also appreciate it from the old friends who have followed from "The Man's Nursing of the Wind". I hope you can see the progress of the month.

Wedge:

In the office of the chairman of Zhongnanhai, the chairman and the prime minister frowned. A bad news came to them the day before yesterday. Long Aotian, their reused talent, was assassinated in his room, leaving no clue. Just a day later, several major military commissions asked to convene a military committee meeting to select new candidates. The top team in China can't be ownerless for a day.

So the confrontation between the major forces began, which is also the concern of the two commanders of the empire. The importance of this position is self-evident. If it is not a suitable candidate to come to power, the consequences can be predicted without thinking about it. What should they do? They must have a decision...

"Chairman, it seems that we have to take a step back."

"That's all we can do. Hey, Prime Minister, we need an excellent talent and must not let those people succeed easily. Let you do this matter. I believe you can do it well."

"I understand that it is obviously not appropriate to choose in the military. We can only look for outstanding talents among the people and use them in an exceptional way. I don't believe that there is no ancient and golden talent in my great country." The Prime Minister firmly believes in this.

"Well, everything is going on secretly. Don't let those people smell anything. As long as the military power is still in my hands, they won't want to turn things upside down." The chairman of the empire is domineering, and the spirit of the king is obvious.

In a deep mountain of the Chinese Empire, an ancient manor of tens of thousands of square meters stands on the mountains, with a plaque hanging on the gate of the manor, with two powerful fonts, Lingfu.

In the house, a middle-aged man and a handsome young man with some ruffian faces are chatting in the hall. The young man carries a black backpack on his back. It seems that he is about to go out.

"Xiaotian, have you really decided?" I only heard the middle-aged man say.

"It's decided." The young man replied.

"After this, everything depends on yourself. The men of the Ling family have been self-reliant since ancient times, and the family will no longer provide you with all the convenient conditions."

"What I think is to be self-reliable." Ling Xiaotian smiled.

"Okay, very good. It's worthy of being my son Ling Feng. You still have a chance to be the patriarch. I'll make plans when you come back."

"Dad, I don't care about it. What I like is the flower world outside." Beautiful women flashed in Ling Xiaotian's mind.

"Well, it's a mistake for your second uncle to take you outside." Seeing Ling Xiaotian's lost eyes, Ling Feng sighed helplessly.

"Dad, this is not good. Men should go to the world of flowers to practice, which is very important to his mood."

"I can't say it, boy. Go ahead." Although Ling Feng is a little reluctant, his son is right, and the jade without carving will never emit the light it deserves.

Ling Xiaotian shook his hand and stepped out of Lingfu without hesitation. It was strange that there was no road outside except the manor in the mountains. Ling Xiaotian jumped up, jumped quickly in the mountains, and disappeared into the mountains in an instant.

Light power! The ancient inheritance of martial arts actually appeared on a young man at this moment. If someone saw it, what a shock it would be.