Super System Plundering the Heaven

Outside Dengxianlou.

Ye Yu and Tian Jizi looked at the projected picture.

The scene on the screen keeps flashing, as if speeding up the playback speed several times.

The years in the illusion, in the present world, may only be tens of minutes.

The projected picture flashes rapidly most of the time.

However, in certain situations, the playback speed of the projected image will return to normal.

Tian Jizi nudged his beard and frowned at the projected picture.

"Ye Yu Daoyou ..."

"Are you saying that this illusion is the real world?"

Tian Jizi's voice reminded Ye Yuqing of the scene of experiencing three lives and three lives.

"Maybe yes, maybe not!"

Ye Yuqing's voice sounded, "Who can distinguish Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, or Die Meng Zhuang Zhou?"

Tian Jizi pondered for a long while and found no thought.

Shaking his head, Tianjizi looked back at the projection screen.

In the picture, Sima Tingfeng left the military account and sneaked all the way back to Dunshan City.

After returning to the city, Sima Tingfeng did not rest, but ordered his soldiers and horses.

Standing on Dunshan City, Sima listened to the wind and looked at the deep night sky.

In the cold wind, Sima stood silently for a while listening to the wind.

Finally the cloak flicked and walked down the walls of Dunshan.

"set off!"

Sima listened to the wind and sipped, and took the lead to gallop away.

Behind Sima Tingfeng's footsteps, 300,000 troops moved, all left Dunshan City, and left in an unknown direction.

Tian Jizi looked at this scene and lightly brushed his beard, pondering, "Ye Yu Daoyou, why did you say that Sima Heungfeng would give up staying in the shield mountain city?"

"If he insists on defending the city, the danger of Dunshan City, plus the 300,000 troops, may not be able to block Li Huating!"

Ye Yu heard Yan thought for a moment, Shen Sheng said, "Maybe it is because Sima listens to the wind and knows Li Huating's mother."

"Maybe it's because the Fenghua Empire has completely decayed, and there is no turning point."

"Perhaps because Sima Tingfeng had other plans, or because Li Huating placed the book on the table!"

Ye Yu's clear voice sounded, "In short, as Sima listens to the deserted city, the Fenghua Empire is completely over!"

Fenghua Imperial Palace.

Zhao Zhenyin lifted the warm silk quilt on his body.

The shrivelled body was loose and loose, exuding the twilight of his later years.

Zhao Zhenyin walked off the dragon bed, his knees were weak and he quickly supported the head of the bed, so he did not fall.

The silk was dropped and covered a long, smooth leg on the dragon bed.

"Huh! Goblin!"

Zhao Zhenyin whispered in a low voice, and an aftertaste appeared in the old and turbid eyes.

"Come here!"

With the call of Zhao Zhenyin, a group of court ladies with good looks walked into the bedroom.

"See Saint!"

The court ladies all leaned down to salute.

"Get up, get dressed!"

Zhao Zheyin straightened his body and said with dignity.

"Yes!"

The court lady lightly dressed Zhao Zhenyin's dragon robe, and slowly backed away after washing.

Zhao Zhenyin revitalized his spirit and walked out of the palace.

Zhao Chaoyin sat on the dragon chair above the chapel.

Looking around the uncomfortable group of ministers below, Zhao Zhenyin's eyes showed an unhappy look.

"Humph! These timid ministers!"

"Isn't it just a small rebellion? It's like the chaotic army has attacked the foot of the imperial city!"

Zhao Zhenyin's anger was tumbling, and the more he looked at the ministers, the more angry he became.

"You Aiqing, do you have something to do?"

Zhao Zhenyin's slightly hoarse voice echoed on Chaotang.

All the ministers look at me, I look at you, and none of them come forward to speak.

Zhao Zhenyin snorted coldly.

"Since there is nothing to do, so be it!"

"It's just a rebellion, and General Sima will immediately lead the army to rebel!"

"You just need to do your job and wait for the good news!"

"If someone secretly misbehaves, Hugh blames me for disregarding the sentiment of the gentleman!"

Zhao Zheyin struck a group of officials with a slight tone and shouted, "Everyone is gone!"

After Zhao Zhenyin finished his speech, the group of officials shuffled on their knees and shouted in unison.

"Secretary, wait for the Saint!"

Zhao Zhenyin nodded, trying to get up and return to the harem.

He missed the graceful figure on the dragon bed a little.

"Report ..."

"Urgent News ..."

A sharp drink from far and near made Zhao Zheyin stop.

噔 噔 噔 ...

Quick footsteps came from outside the hall.

At the next moment, an imperial defender with a slightly messy armor ran into the hall.

Boom!

The defender ran into the hall, kneeling on the ground, his face pale, his body trembling slightly.

"Holy Lord, urgent report!"

Zhao Zhenyin flickered at the sight.

Sitting back on the dragon chair again, Zhao Zhenyin stabilized his voice, and said with dignity, "What's the matter?"

The guard of the imperial city hung his head on the ground, and said in a dry voice, "Beiliang Army ..."

"Already under the city!"

Boom!

A muffled noise came from the Dragon Chair.

The group of ministers looked up and Zhao Zhenyin fell from the dragon chair!

"what did you say?!"

Zhao Zunyin stood up struggling, ignoring the messy dragon robe, and shouted sharply, "Has Beiliang Army hit the Imperial City?"

"This is impossible!"

Zhao Zhenyin's face panicked and shouted in fear, "You are deceiving me!"

"I still have the general of the country!"

"I still have 300,000 troops!"

"I still have a shield city like Dunhuang!"

"How could Li Huating hit the Imperial City!"

Looking down at the Imperial City Guard, Zhao Zheyin said coldly, "Come here!"

"Pull down this deceitful thief and cut it down!"

The guard of the imperial city kneeling down in the Chaotang was surprised, and hurriedly shouted, "Sheng Shangrao!"

"What the minister said is true!"

"Outside the Imperial City, hundreds of thousands of troops came!"

"The military flag flying in the formation is the Beiliang Army!"

Zhao Zheyin heard that his eyes were black, and his body shook slightly and almost rolled down from the dragon chair.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Zhao Zhenyin returned to his mind, muttered to himself, and ran to the direction of the imperial city.

Fenghua Empire outside the imperial city.

The courageous army is lined up neatly, pointing straight to the imperial city!

Li Huating stood in front of the formation, gazing calmly at the panicked defenders above the Imperial City.

Guren's neat soft armor stood not far behind Li Huating, with flashes of anticipation in his eyes from time to time.

"The son said that the wife he wanted to marry was Honglian."

Looking at Li Huating's back, Guren's heart was filled with endless sweetness.

噔 噔 噔 ...

In the imperial city, a dense footsteps sounded.

Zhao Zhenyin and the ministers all ran over the wall.

Looking at the Beiliang Army, who was so angry outside the imperial city, Zhao Zhenyin spouted a spit of blood directly.

"God is going to die!"

The minister of culture and martial arts standing at the head of the city looked at the Beiliang army led by Li Huating, and all his hands and feet were afraid of getting cold.

At the moment, there was only one thought in their minds.

Now Zhao Zheyin's head has been cut and joined, I wonder if it is too late?