The Goddess Statue that Disappeared in the Great Dao Sect of All Heavens Chapter 259 Han Taste Palace! "People?"

Feng Wang frowned slightly.

He thought that Han Chang Palace would start from the aspects of national fortune, military power, land fortune, Qianlong, martial arts, etc., but he did not expect that he suddenly mentioned the common people.

"I have lived in Fengdu for 43 years"

Han Changgong walked to King Feng's side, held onto the railing, and said lightly:

"Sanniang from Qianjie often sends some vegetables to the Qin Tianjian. She likes to sing songs, but it's a bit ugly. I never like to hear that Niu Er is a local ruffian but the most filial old lady. In order to cure the old lady, she sold herself as a slave. A tall man with a tall man, low and small all day long

Mrs. Li has lived for more than 60 years. She has many children and grandchildren. She loves to gossip. Although her mouth is broken, she is a very easy-going Zhang Dayong. She used to be a soldier for a few years, but she came back because of a broken leg. I just got a daughter-in-law, and I added a big fat boy last year

Zhao Da, who sells steamed buns, runs around every day. In addition to supporting his family, he also likes to give some steamed buns to neighbors who are in difficulty.

They don't have any skills, they don't have martial arts, and some don't even have a skill, but they still try to live."

Feng Wang listened quietly.

He had never come into contact with these, even if he was an unpleasant prince decades ago, he was a big man unattainable by ordinary people.

In the past, he toured the states, but never had contact with the real people.

Listening, he felt a little interesting.

There was a hint of sadness on Han Qiangong's expression.

Armed with Wang Qi, he has seen far more deaths than anyone in the world, and has seen too many tragic disasters.

However, seeing a lot does not mean numbness.

For more than two years, when he really saw the traffic on the long street and everyone died, his heart was still touched.

There are traces of people's luck to follow, just like the trajectory of the sun and the moon, the stars change, but you can see it, but you can't change your luck by fiddling with your fingers. He can deduce the fate of the country, but it cannot change the death of millions of people out of thin air.

Han Changgong turned to look at King Feng, calm and indifferent:

"They, too, are living people, Your Majesty, have you ever asked their opinion?"

"Han Taste Palace."

Feng Wang shook his head slightly, his expression a little cold:

"What do you want to say?"

"Everyone has qi, and when they gather together, they will achieve luck. The national fortune is the gathering of thousands of people. The turbulence of the national fortune is closely related to everyone."

Han Changgong raised his head suddenly, his eyes lit up like stars:

"I want to ask the king, have you asked them before you take their lives for what? Are they willing or not!"

There seemed to be a sudden gust of wind on the viewing platform, and the huge royal city seemed to have aftermath reverberating.

Under the viewing platform, I don’t know how many soldiers came in a hurry, but they were stopped by Yutian.

Huhu~

In the gust of wind, King Feng was hunting in his clothes, looking at Han Chang Palace, which was close at hand, his face suddenly gloomy:

"Are you questioning the widow?!"

The breath suddenly fell, and Han Changgong returned to calm: "Even if it is."

"Then I'll tell you!"

Feng Wang's clothes were raised, and his eyes seemed to light up, but his voice was extremely indifferent:

"The will of the weak will never be cared about, whether it is in Dafeng, Golden Wolf Kingdom, Dayan, or other countries, whether it is now or in the past, it is the same."

"Dafeng's tens of thousands of people have asked them one by one, can you do it?"

Finally, Feng Wang calmed down:

"Han Qing, what's wrong with a temporary sacrifice in exchange for eternal peace?"

"Eternal Peace"

Han Changgong lowered his eyes.

Apart from the world itself, what is eternity?

There are still surpluses and shortages in the sun and the moon, and the mountains and rivers will change. What is the confidence of King Feng? Why so confident?

"Yes, Eternal Peace"

Feng Wang smiled lightly, looking at Han Changgong with very sincere eyes:

"What about the catastrophe and calamity? If this success is successful, the dynasty will be destroyed, and the few people will be able to reshape it. In the future, there will be no disobedient people in the world, no martial arts that harm the country, and no crazy people who violate the law.

What's wrong with temporary disasters and peace for thousands of years in the future? How not to be beautiful? "

Since ancient times, even when the dynasty was at its peak, the founding monarch was still alive, but he could not truly conquer the world. The aristocratic clans and martial arts factions were the confidants of countless kings in the past dynasties, and they could never be solved.

Even if there is a bright ruler in the dynasty, who can overwhelm the whole world, it will be dormant at a big deal, and it will come out later.

Still unable to truly subdue martial arts.

It is because of the existence of the divine veins.

Not only did one person form an army, but his lifespan was as high as three hundred years. In history, there were kings who achieved divine veins, but even after three hundred years of coercion, the world still did not change.

Because of this, Dafeng Taizu will seal the Dragon King Armor.

It is to suppress the martial arts and deter the world with the power of gods and gods!

The gods and gods that have been thoroughly refined will become the gods handed down from generation to generation in Dafeng, but not all soldiers have masters.

He will definitely be the Lord of the vast earth, no matter where Wang Ling goes, he will not dare not obey!

"People live for a hundred years, and the divine veins are only three hundred springs and autumns. How about ten thousand years?"

Han Changgong was unmoved.

He is proficient in the technique of looking at the air, although he cannot look at the air of King Feng under the fate of the country, but since ancient times, the king of the fallen country has never been able to die easily. Is it easy to make a comeback?

The gains and losses of the moment have not yet been secured, so what are the ten thousand years and eternity?

"Han Qing, can't you trust the widow again?"

Feng Wang heard the words, and there was a touch of desolation on his face: "Just like in the past, few people believed in you"

Han Changgong was a little moved, and sighed again:

"The king only said that back then, but now he doesn't believe in Han Chang Palace, right?"

Feng Wang was silent.

On the viewing platform, there was a moment of calm.

In the distance, Yutian looked at the two people on the viewing platform, and was also frightened.

He had never seen King Feng so tolerant to anyone, and Han Changgong's status in King Feng's heart was higher than he imagined.

"That's it, that's it."

After a long silence, King Feng sighed and spoke first.

He glanced at Han Taste Palace, then turned to look at Fengdu City in the dark:

"You have stepped down as the supervisor of Qintian, and since you have traveled around the world, it is not in vain that you and I have been friends for decades."

"Your Majesty has murderous intentions towards his ministers?"

Han Changgong pinched the railing with a calm expression:

"But Your Majesty forgot, what kind of person Han Changgong is. Han Changgong was born in a commoner's clothes. He saw a lot of suffering in the world, but he didn't admire wealth, honor and glory. Naturally, he was not afraid of life and death."

"you!"

Feng Wang's pupils shrank, and something was wrong in his heart.

Immediately reaching out with one hand, he firmly clasped Han Changgong's shoulder: "What do you want to do?"

He had a deep understanding of Han Changgong, and immediately noticed something was wrong.

With a burst of breath, he controlled Han Changgong with a snap of his fingers, but it was also because Han Changgong had no intention of resisting at all.

"Is Han Changgong the one who assassinated the king?"

Let King Feng lock his shoulders and restrain himself, Han Changgong pointed to the red-clothed Fengdu City under the red moon:

"Your Majesty doesn't care about the soldiers and people in the city, so let's transport the people back and keep Dafeng's last breath!"

Click!

King Feng crushed Han Shigong's shoulder bones at once, and his color suddenly changed.

An earth-shattering explosion was heard.

Boom!

I saw that with Han Changgong's casual finger, there seemed to be thousands of breaths in Fengdu City in the night.

It was either red and white, or yellow-gray light, either connected to each other, or rising alone.

In an instant, it seemed to light up the world!

King Feng's face changed wildly, and he saw that the rays of light intertwined vertically and horizontally, which seemed to form an incomparably three-dimensional and complicated network, which seemed to wrap the entire Fengdu city!

Looking down from top to bottom, it looks like the head of a giant dragon roaring in the sky!

However, in the eyes of many soldiers under the viewing platform, King Feng suddenly shot in anger, crushed Han Changgong's shoulders, grabbed his neck, and raised him high.

Han Changgong, who is a body of divine veins, did not resist in the slightest.

But it is completely unable to see the light that is intertwined in the entire night sky.

On the other hand, Yutian suddenly changed color, and rushed into the viewing platform.

"what are you up to?!!"

King Feng stubbornly grabbed Han Changgong's neck, and the majestic real gang rose into the sky like a wolf smoke, stirring the clouds in the night sky.

He is not proficient in feng shui and luck, but this scene makes him feel very bad!

"cough cough"

Han Changgong was short of breath and let out intermittent laughter:

"Your Majesty, you can kill me, but I won't hurt your country and disperse it in the city. Since then, if the city is broken, the people will die, and the country will be broken, and if the city is alive, the country will survive!

Unless all the soldiers and civilians in a city die, no one can cut off my fortune.

It's you! "

"Han Taste Palace!"

Feng Wang's eyes suddenly flashed scarlet, and unprecedented murderous intent filled his heart:

"Stop, stop this!!!"

"cough cough"

Han Changgong looked up at the splendid luck network, with a smile on his face:

"That's too late"

roar~

Before he could finish his words, he heard a real dragon roar explode in the hearts of King Feng and all the people in the entire Fengdu City who were so powerful that they could perceive changes in their luck!

I saw that the grand dragon head of luck in the sky roared, and it seemed to spit out something.

In the next moment, the mighty dragon-like fortune of the country flows against it!

From the royal city, it spreads to the whole city!

"What happened? Weather changes"

"Could it be that the divine veins are coming?"

"Changes in Qi Engine~lightnovelpub.net~ Is that National Fortune?"

In the entire Fengdu City, all the masters who could feel the change of Qi Qi were all awakened by it.

"what happened"

In Qin Tian prison, Huang Fu woke up in horror.

He jumped out of the room, climbed to the top of the building, and looked up at the sky, and his expression changed wildly:

"Dragon Head of Luck? Who, who, actually shook Dafeng's national fortune???"

Qi and luck are illusory, and cannot be shaken or manipulated by human beings. Even if you can pull a mountain, you will never be able to shake your luck, because the luck of a person is like fate, and the fate of a country is better like the fate of a country!

"So spectacular"

On the eaves of a restaurant, An Qisheng sat leaning and drinking, seeing the huge dragon head intertwined with the weather, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration:

"What a Korean Taste Palace!"