Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace

Jiang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, but soon found out that something was wrong. Chen Mo hadn't drank in the past few days, and immediately rolled his eyes at him: "Shouldn't it be rebooting?"

Chen Mo immediately grabbed Jiang Ruoqing's hand: "Because you don't dare to slack off, first double repair to help you reach the peak of the second rank first, and when you have enough insight, you will be able to break through to the first rank."

It may be Chen Mo's performance yesterday. It's already afternoon today, and the three people from Zhou Da, Tuesday and Wednesday in the simulation have not come to challenge.

In fact, today, the Allied forces have figured out their general deployment. Although they still don't know the specific strength, they have to know that Chen Mo has divided two groups of troops to Luanshan County and Ta Town. In other words, Qin Yang The county's current military strength is limited.

Therefore, today, the Allies are building siege equipment and making some preparations, planning to attack the city with all their strength tomorrow.

Chen Mo didn't carry it here either. Gold juice, rolling stones, logs, even cupping bombs, high-explosive thunder, etc., were all ready.

Just waiting for the opponent to attack.

...

As the sun sets in the west, the sunset in the west paints a very beautiful picture.

In a tavern in a town thousands of miles away from Bianliang.

"Today, I will tell you about the deeds of the two heroes of the Chen family."

Now that the world is in great chaos, and all the heroes are rising together, I dare not talk about it on weekdays, but now I dare to say something. The storyteller spit lotus flowers and told everyone about Chen Hong and Chen Mo.

"By the way, brothers Chen Hong and Chen Mo are still twins. Brother Chen Hong entered the palace at an early age and became a eunuch. Later, he was appreciated by the empress, who is now the empress dowager of the East Palace, and entered the infantry department and accompanied the army... "

When Mr. Storyteller mentioned that Chen Hong was on the battlefield seven times and seven times, his hands were raised and knives fell, and he killed thousands of rebels. It was also appropriate for everyone who played the music next to him to make the music a little more hasty, so that the tavern would be more relaxed The Jianghu guest, the common people, listened more deeply.

"Because of this, after returning from Nanyang, he received the title of the God of Killing. Guess how old is he at this time?" Mr. Storyteller sold off.

"The capital is far away from us, how do we know this?"

"Speak up, speak up."

"Don't linger, be careful I beat you."

Everyone was addicted to hearing it, but the storyteller suddenly stopped, how could the audience not die, a person dressed as a Jianghu person even pulled out a big knife, as if to force him to speak.

Mr. Storyteller was already used to this, and after taking the opportunity to get a reward, he said with great interest: "Before twenty or nineteen years old, Zhang Ping, the leader of the rebel army, who was a second-rank martial artist. "

"Nineteen?"

"how can that be?!"

"Sure enough, storytellers like to talk nonsense."

Everyone was in an uproar, all in disbelief.

Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and said, "Where is this? Chen Mo, who is going to be talked about below, is his younger brother, who is a god."

"This time the champion of the martial arts exam, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

"I don't know." Everyone shook their heads.

It's far from the capital, and I don't even know when the martial arts exam will be held.

Strong sacrifice read sacrifice. In previous years, I learned the news of the capital from the mouths of the caravans that traveled south and north. Now that there is so much noise outside, how can there be caravans who dare to walk around?

I'm afraid the goods will be robbed as soon as they leave the city.

This also leads to the occlusion of news.

If there is no special channel, ordinary little people, it is impossible to know for a few months or even a year.

Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea again, and said leisurely: "This time the champion of Wu is Chen Hong's younger brother, Chen Mo. Although he is Chen Hong's younger brother, he is stronger than Chen Hong. A warrior, you can defeat three second-rank warriors with one move."

"His." Hearing this, all the audience present took a deep breath.

Since they are twins, it means that he is also nineteen years old.

A nineteen-year-old first-rank martial artist is simply unheard of.

So everyone said that Mr. Shu's words were unbelievable.

Not believing it, Mr. Storyteller's face froze, and he quickly raised his hand to suppress the noise: "But this is the truth, a certain storyteller from the capital has been here all the way, will he still lie to you?"

But such an unprecedented thing, even if Mr. Storyteller said eloquently, everyone still couldn't believe it.

This time 17bXw Zhang Si. After all, this matter is beyond their cognition, and the storytellers often have the ingredients to make up the story. If you really believe it, they are fools.

Seeing that they still didn't believe it, Mr. Storyteller was so angry that he didn't believe it, but he didn't have the same knowledge as them, so he started to talk about some of the affairs of the Chen family.

Hearing this, everyone's interest suddenly increased.

Not even interested in storytelling, sitting at the door, with a tired beggar, suddenly no longer sleepy.

"I wonder if everyone has heard of the number one beauty in Nanyang?" Mr. Storyteller said.

"I heard it, it seems to be called Luo Zhen or something."

"It's called Luo Zhen. I was fortunate enough to meet her in Nanyang a few years ago, and she was shocked."

As the number one beauty in Nanyang, Luo Zhen has been famous for a long time, and Luo Zhen is in business, so she can't avoid public appearance, and everyone has heard of it.

Someone said: "I heard that she is not dead?"

"No, not only did she not die, but she was acquired by Chen Hong." Mr. Storyteller said with a smile.

"Didn't you say Chen Hong is a eunuch? What does he want a woman to do?"

"You don't understand this~ www.readwn.com~ I heard that eunuchs often play more perverted."

"If he gets it, can he just play it himself? It can't be dedicated to His Majesty, or to his brother."

There was a lot of discussion.

The storyteller narrowed his eyes and did not refute or correct their words. He continued, but his voice was very low: "I heard that this Chen Hong is still having an affair with the current Empress Dowager..."

Hearing this, everyone is no longer interested, and can even be said to be excited.

Although the royal thing is more sensitive, but who is not curious.

After listening to it, I felt even more that Mr. Storyteller's previous remarks were false.

The **** has an affair with the queen mother, can you talk more?

After talking about Chen Hong's romantic affair, he talked about Chen Mo's.

When it comes to the witch family's intention to marry Chen Mo's daughter.

On the second floor of the tavern, there was a sound.

Everyone looked towards the second floor, only to see a handsome young man wearing a bucket hat and a sloppy old man drinking wine.

After realizing that there was nothing strange, the storyteller continued.

The sloppy old man in front of Mr. Jun put down the wine bowl, made a gesture to his neck, and then glanced at Mr. Jun.

Make a big tyrant. Young Master Jun shook his head: "It's okay, everything has come here, but how many people know about it.

I heard that Chen Mo led the army to Qinyang County to resist the army of the princes? "

The sloppy old man nodded: "200,000 to 2 million, this old man sees Xiao Yunqi just wants him to die."

"Xiao Yunqi can't bear it." Young Master Jun smiled and said immediately, "The capital will not go, let's go directly to Qinyang County."

"No, miss."

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