Volume 1 Chapter 1222 Happy King

Chapter 1,222 Happy King

Talk about it. Emperor Xi was also very depressed. He rescued countless races and allowed them to escape the control of soldiers and survive independently. However, it was because he did not kill all the soldiers that he brought endless war to these races. And Emperor Xi himself had also been the guard of Xiguan for many years. Fighting and killing every day was as boring as it seemed.

Zhang Ain thought about it, and it was really hard to guess what Emperor Tou Xi was thinking. That guy was so powerful, it would be much easier to just kill the soldiers. Although it was a bit bloody and cruel, it could save countless years of killing.

But he was not like this. He must have left such a big disaster for future generations. Was it because he was not strong enough to kill the soldiers? Or don’t have other pictures? After much deliberation, there is only one possibility, which is to keep the soldiers to play games with the people of the gods on the other side of Xiguan. The soldiers are warlike and want to take back the entire starry sky, so naturally they will continue to kill. In order to survive and no longer be controlled by the soldiers, the gods on the other side of Xiguan must of course fight bloody battles and strive to hold on to all the benefits they have gained.

Thinking about this, there are some ideas that Emperor Xi understands. In order to ensure that future generations will not live together for a lifetime, he deliberately created Xiguan to cause constant wars in the stars, thus forcing masters of all races to practice hard. Otherwise, even if Emperor Yixi cannot kill all the soldiers, since he can split a starry sky into two halves and escape from the starry sky, why can't he split a starry sky into two halves? Everyone Everyone stays on their own side and lives their own lives. Just like what the master of Huangtang Split God did to Mangu, he divided Mangu into two, one half is the Jin family, the other half is the Mao people. There is a boundary between the two families. Only those who set up this kind of barrier can separate the barrier. Breaking through, the people in the two realms are helpless.

Things are worth pondering. The more you ponder, the closer you get to the truth. Zhang Ai thought about it for a long time and felt that this was the best possibility, and he admired Emperor Xi even more.

Strength is the most important thing in the starry sky. In order to let his descendants continue to live in the starry sky, Emperor Xi did not hesitate to put them on the edge of the tiger's mouth and kill them all day long. This guy is so cruel! Zhang was afraid to think about it for a while, knowing that he was not as good as Emperor Xi. He was not even willing to kill an ant, so how could he talk about putting future generations on the verge of a tiger's mouth?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fourteen asked, "What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?" Zhang smiled and asked again, "Are you not from the Xi Clan?" "Nonsense, have you ever seen a Xi Clan like me? Have you ever seen him? The Xi clan who was imprisoned?" Zhang was curious and asked: "What did you do?" Shi Shi smiled lightly and shook his head: "It's nothing, it was just killing the wrong person."

The voice was very light, with a touch of sadness. It seemed that everyone had their own story. Zhang Ain remembered Shisan's tone when he first told him about this matter. He said that he had a friend who was imprisoned. His tone seemed to be also slightly sad. He stopped talking about it and changed the subject and asked, "You Why are you here?"

Fourteenth said: "Is this still a forbidden area for you? I can't come here if I have nothing to do?"

While they were talking, the golden-armored guard had been standing by the side, listening to the two legendary masters talking nonsense. He felt that they were not masters at all and were not as serious as cultivators of their level.

Hearing Shi Shi speak like this, Zhang Ying smiled and said: "Yes, yes, that's great, please come in." As he spoke, he turned sideways and let Shi Shi in. As soon as Fourteen entered the room, he saw Prisoner Three standing aside, and curiously asked Zhang Ai: "Who is this?"

Zhang Awei followed him into the room and saw that the third prisoner had already stood up. He smiled and said, "Why are you being so formal? Sit down." After letting the two of them sit down, Zhang Awei reached out for a table and table, took out a few bottles of spiritual wine and some side dishes and said : "It's considered fate, let's have a drink."

"This is good, I know you have wine here." Fourteen smiled and picked up the wine bottle, looked at the slightly nervous Qian San and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, have something to eat, drink and have fun, don't pay too much attention to me. Who, but who are you?" This guy never forgets to find out the identity of others.

Zhang Ying smiled and said: "You have been here in Xiguan for so long and you haven't seen him before? This is my former captain."

Fourteen said with an oh, "By the way, you have fought here, why did you only ask the captain to come alone? Where are the others?" Zhang Ai replied in a low voice: "They are all dead." "Oh." Fourteen I don't know much about Zhang Ain's experience in Xiguan. I just know that he was forced to come here to fool around for a while. Since all his comrades are dead, it is not a good thing, so I won't mention it again.

Zhang Wei poured wine for prisoner three and raised his glass and said: "So, just live and drink." Fourteen smiled and said: "It's a lot of vicissitudes. How many days have you lived? I would never dare to do this after living for so long. explain."

"How dare you do this? It's just a word. I think you don't want to say it." Zhang Pingshun replied.

The time was spent in this kind of nonsense drinking talk, mostly between Zhang Ping and Shi Shi. Only when he asked about Qi San, Qi San only replied a few words. Two hours later, when the banquet was almost over, Fourteen stood up and looked at the four walls of the tent. He smiled at Zhang Afraid and said casually: "I'm leaving. I'll come back tomorrow."

Zhang Ping said: "Welcome." He understood what Fourteenth's glances were saying. They were telling him that there was something wrong with the tent and that there was a magic circle. Zhang Ping replied with a smile and said he knew.

Of course he knew it. He knew it from the moment he entered the house. He knew it was the three soldiers who did it. And he also knew that the third soldier knew that he could tell that there were tricks in this tent. What was interesting was that neither party cared.

Seeing Zhang Awei's indifferent expression, Fourteen smiled and shook his head, waving his hand and saying, "Let's go." Fourteen left, and Prisoner Three followed, "I won't disturb your rest, I'm leaving too."

Zhang Pa wanted to keep him talking, but he saw that Qiu San was uncomfortable with him, so he changed his mind and said with a smile: "You know where I live, come and take a look when you have time. If your subordinates have good relationships, you can bring them to drink together." Qiu San said yes, clasped his fists and left.

So he was the only one left in the room. After sitting down, he shook his wine glass and guessed the purpose of Fourteen's visit. With Fourteen's personality, he would never come here just to say a few boring words or for a drink. What does he want to do? Is it inconvenient to talk because Qiu San is here? After thinking for a long time, there is no answer, so he stopped thinking, drank the wine in the glass, and lay down to sleep.

The next day, Fourteen came to him again, drank for a while like yesterday, and then left. Zhang Pa was completely confused. Why did Fourteen's personality change so much? When did he like to talk nonsense?

Then on the third day, Fourteen continued to accompany him to drink and talk, and this time he drank for a whole day, and his butt didn't move after sitting down. When it was getting dark, the Judge came to Zhang Pa and said that the Happy King had arrived and he had to go see him.

Zhang Pa sneered and thought that it was okay to see him, he couldn't escape, and said to Fourteen: "I'll go and take a look." Fourteen had just greeted the Judge and replied casually: "Just go to hell."

Fourteen's behavior completely confused Zhang Pa. He stayed here all the time. Did he want to help him deal with the Happy King?

With this in mind, he went to the general's tent with the Judge. It was only two days, and the general's tent became more magnificent. The outside of the tent was covered with brocade, which extended far away. On both sides of the brocade, two golden armored guards stood opposite each other at a distance of two meters, stretching far away. Countless golden armored guards guarded the brocade, waiting for the Happy King to arrive.

In front of the general's tent stood Sanbing and the general. Zhang Pa and the Judge walked over and stood on the left side of the general's tent.

Everyone waited for a while, and the sound of stringed bamboo, gongs and drums came from the distance of the brocade. Zhang Pa secretly said: What a grand show.

As the sound of stringed instruments, gongs and drums sounded, a line of white-clothed people, both men and women, slowly approached from afar. Yunjin is white, and the clothes of these people are comparable to Yunjin. The two white colors are mixed together, one is still, and the other is moving, just like clouds floating on the ground.

When the moving clouds slowly approached, people would find that behind the white-clothed people were eight white horses, with tall heads and long bodies, and white hair like satin. Qijun and Hualiu easily lost all their charm in front of this white. They may be different in color, black, red, and yellow, and each has its own style and majesty, but they are eclipsed in front of these eight pure white dragon horses.

Zhang Pa had amazing eyesight. When he saw these eight horses, a word flashed directly in his mind, beautiful! Surprisingly beautiful, surprisingly beautiful!

When he was in the mortal world, he used the marrow-cutting pill and the spiritual energy pill to transform a group of dragon horses. Each of those horses was heroic and spirited, but unfortunately they could not be compared with these eight horses. What is the difference between mortal horses and heavenly horses!

However, Zhang Pa was a little angry when he saw the eight horses. Such good horses were actually used to pull a carriage! The eight horses, with their four hooves jumping, were as relaxed as dancing on the clouds, and easily led a white carriage behind them forward. The horses were white, and the carriage was even more white. I don’t know what material it was made of, but it was bright white, but also perfect white.

On the white carriage, white gauze was floating, like mist. In the mist, there sat a middle-aged man in a white robe. He had a straight nose and thick eyebrows. He was very handsome and unrestrained. No matter how you look at him, you feel very comfortable. Beside him and behind him, there were four beautiful women in white, squatting or standing. Although their appearances were different, they were all equally pure and lovely, and equally beautiful. The man in white they were serving, no need to ask, this guy must be the Happy King.

Seeing the white team approaching slowly, Zhang Pa frowned and said, "Why does this guy ask for a beating?" The Judge God chuckled and said, "He looks like he asks for a beating, but you must not do it later."

Zhang Pa laughed and turned to look at the three soldiers, wondering how the three bosses planned to treat the Happy King.

Not long after, the Happy King and his party stopped 20 meters in front of the general's tent. The white guards and white maids leading the way were divided into two rows according to the team. The chariot came to the front. The Happy King stood on the chariot and bowed to the three soldiers with a smile and said, "Excuse me, gentlemen, please don't blame me."

The three soldiers bowed in return, and the upper soldier smiled and said, "It is a blessing for Xiguan that the Happy King has come. Why do you say you are bothering me?"

After hearing what the upper soldier said, the Happy King floated down from the chariot like a sea of ​​clouds. Everything seemed so natural. He floated lightly in front of the three soldiers, clasped his fists again to greet them, and said polite words again. And the three soldiers patiently said nonsense again.