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Lin Xuan straightened his back, with a meaningful smile on his lips.
He is confident that the power of this mahjong can make Simei no longer lonely in the future.
Today is the Conferred God War, the day when Great Shang Emperor Xin Xiangxiang, he was in a bad mood.
I also want to use this mahjong to sweep away the haze in my heart.
Simei saw Lin Xuan's expression.
I am even more determined in my heart!
Senior Lin Xuan, there must be his deep meaning behind teaching the way of recreation.
Otherwise, how to explain this confident expression?
Hehe, senior!
You still pretend!
Garlic in the pig's nostrils-pretending to be real.
Lin Xuan took out a small wooden box.
Let Simei walk to the Eight Immortals table.
Later, Lin Xuan opened the wooden box, and there were wooden cards inside.
The wooden sign is extremely exquisitely crafted.
Each one is the size of a thumb, with a smooth surface, obviously polished.
"This card is so strange! I've never seen it before!"
Queen Mother Xi picked up one, and then said.
This thing is unremarkable, and there is no aura fluctuation.
Nature is not a magic weapon.
Moreover, the pattern on it also made Queen Mother Xi confused.
"Ten thousand?"
Queen Mother Xi didn't quite understand.
"A '中' character in red! What does this mean?"
Yun Xiao also picked up one, looking at the blood-red '中' character, he also felt baffled.
"Is this bird a peacock? Why is it so colorful?"
"What's the meaning of that round tube?"
Simei started to question Lin Xuan like four curious babies.
"Stop stop!"
Lin Xuan hurriedly called to stop.
The hands are constantly swinging.
Finally, Simei's twittering stopped temporarily.
Although Simei's voice is very nice, Lin Xuan felt like his head was going to split open when you spoke to me!
It is said that three women play a drama.
Four women, that is more exciting than rock music.
After finally stopping Simei's inquiry, Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Good guy! Are these four Teletubbies?
Lin Xuan took out a card and began to explain the rules of Mahjong.
Each of the four beauties looked at Lin Xuan curiously with big watery eyes.
For a while, they were all attracted by this thing called mahjong.
Great Shang Dynasty, Chaoge.
"King Zhou went out of the palace and drove to the Nuwa Temple!"
A loud and thin eunuch's voice resounded through the palace.
The gate of the palace was wide open, and densely packed guards in armor, holding steel spears and halberds, walked out of the palace like a dragon swimming.
This is the three thousand armored guards of the Great Merchant Imperial Guard, full of murderous aura and high fighting spirit.
Every soldier's face is full of murderous intent, and many of them are Qi trainers with true Qi, and their level is not low.
That incomparably cold murderous aura made the surrounding air drop a bit.
If ordinary people watched it, they would feel their legs trembling just by looking at it, and they couldn't control themselves.
After the three thousand guards, there are court ladies, concubines and other female relatives with fluttering robes.
For a moment, colorful sleeves fluttered like clouds in the sky, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
Later, following the civil and military officials, they are all the most elite existence of the big merchants.
Many capable people and strangers have become officials among the big businessmen.
Among the civil servants, the leader is the one.
Sitting down, Mo Qilin is tall and thin, with a long beard and beautiful beard, and a face full of wisdom.
Holding a male and female flood dragon double whip in his hand, shining with a faint cold light.
Who is this person?
The background is not small!
This person is Taishi Wenzhong, the minister of Emperor Yi Tuogu, and the important minister of King Zhou, Taishi. It can be said that he is under one person and above ten thousand people.
Among the great merchants, Wen Zhong is the teacher of Emperor Xin, the current king of Zhou, that is, the teacher of the emperor.
The status is naturally extraordinary.
In the heavenly realm, Wen Zhong is a follower of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.
It is three generations of disciples of Jiejiao.
In terms of strength, he has already reached the realm of Taiyi Jinxian.
The person headed by the military officer, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is mighty and unyielding.
The eyes are extremely sharp, and although there is no trace of immortal energy, the power of energy and blood is rolling all over his body.
Within a few feet around, no horse or mount dared to approach this person at all.
Who is this person?
It is the king of Zhen Guo Wucheng - Huang Feihu.
This person is dressed in golden armor, shining brightly, holding a golden reed spear, and riding a five-color divine bull on his crotch.
Huang Feihu is a very extraordinary person. He does not practice immortality, but martial arts, and he takes the way of proving the way with strength.
The strength has also reached the realm of Taiyi Jinxian.
In addition, there are Prime Minister Shang Rong, civil servant Bigan, etc. accompanying the king.
In the middle of all the people is the Dragon Chariot of the Human Emperor.
Sitting among them was the young Emperor Xin Duan, the king of Zhou, wearing a dragon robe, with a myriad of appearances.
"This time, it's finally here!"
Di Xin drove out of the palace, his eyes flickered, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
His hand involuntarily touched the Kongtong seal beside him.
Master, Dixin will not let you down!
The emperor will never become the emperor!
The palace set up a drive, and the team stretched towards Nuwa Palace.
Driving out of the south gate of Chaoge, every family burned incense and set fires, and every household decorated with colored carpets.
Three thousand iron cavalry, eight hundred imperial forests, escorted by Huang Feihu, king of Wucheng, accompanied by Taishi Wenzhong and Mo Qilin, accompanied by civil and military officials from the Manchu Dynasty, showing the majesty of the emperor.
The son of heaven, Luanyu, came out of Fengcheng, and the auspicious colors reflected the hairpin tassels; if you want to know and look at the sky, all the nations dress up and worship the saints. ?
This is the power of a big businessman!
Di Xin arrived in the Nuwa Palace.
?He raised his head and looked at the lifelike statue of Nuwa.
"Please ask the emperor to drop incense (meaning incense)."
Prime Minister Shang Rong took a step forward and handed Di Xin three long incense sticks respectfully.
Di Xin looked at Chang Xiang, but didn't immediately reach out to pick it up.
"Your Majesty, what's the matter?"
Prime Minister Shang Rong asked.
Di Xin took a deep breath, he already knew that this incense dropping was the act of starting the downfall of his six-hundred-year-old business.
There is even a sage's calculation behind it.
He, Emperor Xin of Zhou, how dare he send incense?
"Your Majesty, send incense for Nuwa to show His Majesty's respect for saints, and you must not miss it!"
Suddenly, one of the civil and military officials came out and took a step forward. Seeing that Di Xin seemed a little hesitant, he persuaded him.
"Xibo Hou Jichang!"
Di Xin stared.
The civil servant who stepped forward was none other than Xibo Hou Jichang.
Although Ji Chang had a high prestige among the people, Di Xin knew that this person had evil intentions.
Xibohou has adopted ninety-nine adoptive sons, and has recruited many strange people under his door.
This kind of person has long wanted to overthrow the big business.
As King Zhou, Di Xin's heart was like a bright mirror.
Why is this person so anxious for me to drop incense?
Di Xin frowned.
"If we sing to worship this Nuwa sage God of Fortune, the four seasons will be prosperous, the country will last forever, the weather will be smooth, and the disaster will subside. This is the righteous god who protects the people of the country, please give incense to your majesty."
Seeing Di Xin's silence, Xibo Hou Jichang hurried forward to persuade him again.
As soon as the words fell, all civil and military officials also said in unison:
"Your Majesty, please pay your respects!"
"Your Majesty, please pay your respects!"
"Your Majesty, please pay your respects!"
Encourage Chao Gang! court death!
Di Xin's eyes turned cold, this Xibohou must have a different heart. ? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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