Little Life on An American Ranch

After lunch, Jian Heng went into the space to take a look, and found that it was night, so he came out again, walked around and went in to have a look, and found that it was still night, and Jian Heng came out again.

Just strolling around and trying his luck during the day, it happened that it was more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and Jian Heng finally met the time of the morning.

He floated out of the barrier, and immediately a warrior in golden armor greeted him and saluted.

Are all of them here? Jian Heng didn't wait for the soldiers to ask, but asked himself.

The golden armored warrior clenched his right fist and lightly bumped his left chest, and there was a slap: All mortal kings are here. The nearest Karn Kingdom has been here for almost eleven months. All mortal worlds The furthest members of the royal family have stayed at the foot of the holy mountain for three months, and they are waiting for your call!

When the golden-armored warrior said this, let alone the excitement in his heart. In his memory, the prestige of the temple still appeared in the stories passed down by the ancestors. The splendor in the story is never as good as seen in person.

Now he finally saw it, and finally faced up to his beliefs. For a whole year, from the moment this person in front of him returned, the entire continent, no matter what race or kingdom, once again surrendered to the power of the temple. Under the circumstances, all Xiao Xiao fell apart.

Even one-third of the human kingdoms underwent power changes within this year, and the originally suppressed and excluded temple forces once again rose in the mortal world. Only those recognized by the temple are the legitimate kings, and those who are not recognized are rewarded with a rope hanging on the gallows.

Jian Heng saw the soldier's excitement, he smiled at the soldier, stretched out his hand and patted his golden armor lightly: Then go and inform them, let Jack Wei and my bastards come up. Well, as for the others, stay at the foot of the mountain!

Jian Heng is not interested in meeting the so-called mortal kings, because he has absolute power in the space, and he doesn't need to consider their preferences, let alone look at their winks. The reason is simple, elephants don't care about the fate of ants .

After thinking for a while, Jian Heng stopped the golden-armored warrior who was about to turn around: Are all the rulers of the mortal world kingdoms here?

The golden armored warrior stood still and turned around: Yes, all of them!

After waving his hand, Jian Heng said: Then I know!

Looking at the back of the golden armored warrior, Jian Heng suddenly thought of a sentence he often saw in the officialdom: I may not remember who came, but I will definitely remember who did not come.

Fortunately, these guys are not stupid, and none of them touched Jian Heng's bad luck.

The golden armored warrior took a few steps, but suddenly he hesitated.

What's up? Jian Heng found out immediately.

The golden armored warrior turned around and said, The Black Sail Pirates, the biggest force in the sea, didn't have anyone coming over.

Jian Heng frowned after hearing this, and then said with a smile: Notify all mortal countries to encircle and suppress!

The golden-armored warrior said: They are very powerful. If the mortal kingdoms fought on their own, they would not have this strength.

Then concentrate the sea power of all mortal countries and choose a good commander to command it! I want to see the pirate's head on my altar, Jian Heng said very bluntly.

The so-called Black Sail Pirates came from the former Blackbird tribe, which was one of the three original works set by Jian Heng. They were exiled by the two tribes only because they were too lazy to work. Later, due to the change of the world, the ocean appeared. With the mountains, these people became pirates and robbers. Jian Heng didn't know if the leader, Black Bird, was still alive, but since some people didn't open their eyes, he would naturally not be polite to add trouble to Jian Heng at this time.

If you can't kill your son, why can't Jian Heng kill these pirates?

Honor!

The golden armored warrior raised his head as soon as he heard it, and strode outside with great strides.

Jian Heng left the enchantment, and floated towards Mrs. Curtis's place. Lord God, it's better to float if you always walk away, so you can't show your specialness.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, countless heads are looking up at the majestic holy mountain, where the royal flags and public flags of all mortal worlds on the mainland are flying here. Countless princes and nobles now pray first thing every morning, and then It is to pay attention to the movement in the temple on the holy mountain.

Patriarch! How long are we going to wait here? A young king bowed his waist and asked the old man in rough clothes.

The old man was already very old. Not only did he lose all his head, but he also had age spots on his face. It was this kind of old man who would die in a second, but his eyes shot out a frightening light.

Wait till you die! said the old man.

The young king straightened the crown on his head. The tassels in front of him made him feel a little in the way, and made him a little upset.

Only then did the old man realize that the young man appeared in front of him in the emperor's attire, so he said to the left and right: Drag him out, strip the emperor's crown and beat him twenty sticks!

The old man's words made everyone around him stunned for a moment.

Boom!

The old man's cane hit the ground heavily: Can't you hear me?

Everyone didn't know why the old man suddenly became so angry with his most spoiled junior, twenty sticks? After these twenty sticks are beaten, is there any life left for this milky child in front of me? !

Patriarch! The young man was also stunned by the sudden incident, and he couldn't help shouting in his heart: I am the king, I am the king of the Western Thailand Empire, and my territory extends from the snowy northern land to the picturesque southern land. There are 500,000 control strings under my command, and my soldiers throw their whips to cut off the flow!

It's a pity that the young man didn't have the courage to shout out, because everything he said was just a fart in front of the old man! Let it go.

The old man looked at the boy who was scared by himself and sat on the ground: Do you know what's wrong? Here, there is no mortal king, nor your noble blood, except for those sons of God, everyone else is a slave!

When the word slave was mentioned, the old man's lips moved, and a name so old that he almost forgot it suddenly popped up in his mind: Qing Palace Opera!

The old man never thought that he would think of this thing one day.

What's the matter?

At this time, a group of people approached an old man at the gate of the camp. It was this old man who spoke, and no one else dared to say that in front of the old man except this old man.

Wei, what kind of fire are you, the old man who came in at such an age saw the young king being held up by two warriors, and looked at his uniform in surprise.

The child is not sensible, just let him change clothes, in case the host asks about our favorite child.

The old man who came was Jack. As the ancestors of all the royal families in the mortal world, the existence of the two old men ensured the stability and relative peace of the mortal world at the same time.

Write down the stick first, and hit it after you go back! Wei sighed, then looked up at the holy mountain covered by clouds and mist, and the holy temple appeared from time to time.

Just when the old man was about to say something, the sun came out suddenly, and all the clouds and mist disappeared in an instant. On the snow-white mountaintop, the golden temple reflected the light of the sun, as if it was built in the clouds. Like the sky, it stands tall and majestic.

Like it was just built! Wei looked at the temple and sighed.

Jack also looked up at the temple, seeing it glowing golden like another sun, and said with emotion: No! Even more majestic than before.

Both of them participated in the construction of this temple. It can be said that almost all the power of the mortal world was poured into the construction of this temple more than a thousand years ago. All the mortal kingdoms spent a hundred years of savings to build this holy temple. Temple, to please someone.

Whether it was Wei or Jack, they tried their best at that time, urged their descendants to spend the last copper coin in each kingdom's treasury, and built it to be unparalleled in the world, even if it was the original world in their memory, All the palaces added together are not as good as this temple.

But since it was built, the owner they expected suddenly disappeared. And this temple became more and more dilapidated and depressed with the disappearance of its owner.

With the return of that person, the temple was revived again in an instant, and countless mortal kingdoms once again sent the best craftsmen they could send to decorate the temple again at no expense , Countless gold and precious stones piled up to form the current appearance of the temple, making it several times more magnificent than before!

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