The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 Northwest of Daxia, Shenjing City!

Early in the morning, the Xuanwu Gate, where few people had visited, began to crowd. The people of Shenjing City came here spontaneously and gathered on both sides of the wide Xuanwu Avenue, waiting. The cold weather could not hide their faces. Smile.

　　 Today is the day when His Royal Highness Taisun, who is about to ascend to the throne, returns to the court.

The hundreds of civil and military officials in the Daxia Dynasty naturally stood outside the Xuanwu Gate to greet them. Knowing that Zhao Yu didn’t like laborious teachers, the Ministry of Rites did not arrange a grand welcome ceremony, but today’s young emperor is no longer February. The unknown boy when he came from Jiangling is the lord of ZTE who is so prestigious and admired by hundreds of millions of people.

Especially the forefront composed of the pretty girls in the city of Shenjing is an extremely beautiful landscape. These sturdy girls, who get up in the middle of the night and dress up, squeeze all the five big and three thick northwest masters behind them. , At the moment, he is raising his neck, looking at the north, with expectation.

Finally, when the sun rose into the air, a group of black spots appeared from a distance. With the momentum of covering the sky and the sun, they rushed towards the face. The front of the black spots was a huge dark golden carriage. The erected giant Feng Ao Jiu Tianqi flew in the wind.

　　 Seeing the carriage that kept coming, the girls' eyes suddenly became bold.

In fact, apart from the little yellow who enjoyed the hot gaze of the girls, there was no one inside the dark golden carriage. Zhao Yu had already returned to the White Emperor's Palace since last night, and was reclining under the Xuantian Wood in the Royal Garden. Squinting his eyes, watching the rising sun not far away.

　　 He didn't notify the civil and military officials in advance, so today he also stole a half-day leisure time, and enjoyed a rare leisurely morning before he became the throne.

　　 The sun in the vast and central plains of China and the scorching sun in the endless mountains give people different feelings. The key lies in two words, truth.

There is only one sun in the Central Plains of Daxia, but it can be seen and felt, but the endless mountain is not. Because Zhao Yu has three blood on the eyebrows, his feelings between the heaven and the earth are extremely amazing, so he can faintly feel it This one is different.

　　The difference between the moon and the moon in the mirror.

But in any case, the harvest of this time is satisfactory. The soul energy on the battlefield is huge, especially the cannon fodder wave of the Solar Empire. Although the soul level provided is only white, everyone is only It can grow a little, but the quantity becomes superimposed, which is a qualitative change.

Zhao Yu sinks his mind into the ancient relics community of the Sea of ​​Knowledge. As his cultivation base breaks into the real world of Taoism, the entire relic community expands in a large circle outwards. As the Lionheart said, this is already a small Continent.

　　 This belongs to Zhao Yu, a growing country!

Among the ancient ruins, the number of white-tier soul energy has almost reached one million, and the number of green energy is also a lot, and killing the lionheart and a celestial bishop gave Zhao Yu 30,000 points of golden soul energy and 10,000 points of purple. Soul energy.

　　 A big battle can completely make up for the soul energy punishment of forcibly summoning the holy sword. Therefore, no matter what era, plunder and war have always been the best chance to make a fortune.

　　 The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth, squinting and leaning on the soft reclining chair, lightly raised, revealing a smile with two dimples, which is very beautiful.

　　 With these energies, the idea of ​​popularizing armaments in his mind can be implemented triumphantly, but all of this has to wait for him to become the throne.

A cup of scented bitter tea was gently placed on the desk next to him, and then a petite figure stood beside the young emperor, wearing an exquisite pale green palace dress, exuding freshness The taste is more charming than bitter tea.

　　 Zhao Yu got up, took the girl rouge and sat on the couch, then continued to lie down, resting his head on the girl's legs, and closing his eyes comfortably.

　　 "In the few days I am away, are you still used to living in this White Emperor Palace?"

　　 The eyes of the young emperor were not opened, and a faint voice came out.

　　 "In the few days you went on the expedition, I almost stayed with my grandma in the Lingbo Hall. Grandma taught me a lot and I had a very fulfilling life."

　　 "That's good."

　　 Rouge girl smiled sweetly, her two big eyes bent into a crooked moon, and then she continued to speak:

　　 "We also went to the Royal Animal Garden in the White Emperor Palace, where all kinds of rare and exotic animals are kept, which is very interesting."

　　 Rouge girl was talking enthusiastically, and then she looked down and found that the young man resting on her lap fell asleep again, breathing smoothly and her face calm.

The girl looked down at the boy’s face carefully, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a high nose. The aura on him was exactly the same as that given to her by the man in the imperial robe. She was calm and overbearing. It was the most special kind among the billowing stars. taste.

So lovely.

　　 The girl smiled lightly and waved her hand forward. On her forehead, three cinnabar patterns were looming. Upon closer inspection, she looked exactly like the sleeping lord of Daxia!

The countless green elves on the Xuantian Wood seem to have been ordered to gather downwards. Not only the Xuantian Wood, but all the precious flowers in the entire Imperial Garden release the colorful spirit of the spirits, and then gather towards the middle, turning into one The quilt is placed on the young emperor's body.

　　Beauty is a pillow, thousands of flowers are quilts!

At the same time, near the Dongcheng District branch of the Shenjing Division Tianjian, a figure wearing a black celestial robe, facing the sun, slowly walked towards an inconspicuous small courtyard, with half a dolphin in his hand. The beast, the flesh is fat, just slaughtered.

　　 Li Yi came to the door of the small courtyard and opened the door gently, just to intertwine with the eyes of the young girl who came out of the inner room. The heroic girl suddenly smiled, then turned and walked towards the kitchen, leaving a faint voice.

　　 "Just come back, the meat looks good, come in."

In Zizhu Alley in the middle of Shenjing City, Wei Guogong’s mansion uttered a violent cheer early in the morning. In the wide side hall, Xu Jin, Xu Hao and the children of Zizhu Alley gathered around a slender figure. You communicated with each other, exclaiming from time to time, and Xu Haoying, the youngest in the grade, had an eager look on his full face.

　　 Also at the gate of Bei'an Wangfu in Zizhu Lane, the deputy commander of the Youwing Army made Jiang Tu and his younger brother Jiang Yue a hug. The former punched the latter in the chest, and everything was silent.

　　 Inside the Taoist Palace, the fat man returned to the disciple’s camp. The thin classmate had already gone to class, so there was no one. The fat man laughed softly when he saw the big white steamed buns still steaming on the table.

　　 Compared with the parting of the expedition, the return of victory is as mellow as wine. Perhaps it is precisely because of the farewell between life and death that the long-distance gathering becomes so precious.