Soul Painter

After the veteran, Gao Fan immediately took the boxing champion and the black panther into the Weiyang Palace scene.

　　 I saw the scene in front of me in chaos.

　　 A group of soldiers fell on the ground.

　　The vermilion steps are full of black marks from the explosion.

　　 The gunpowder has not cleared.

　　 More armored soldiers were in a state of horror, but veterans with camouflage on their faces with sharp blades in their hands looked like gods or ghosts.

Although this group of Yulin army was elite soldiers in the first century AD, they had never seen a grenade, nor had they seen such a terrible murder weapon. For a time, they looked upon Grandpa Lei’s power and gods, so they didn’t dare to approach them. , Although the superiors from the rear sternly drove away and hesitated.

　　 The ancients respected the heavens and feared fate, and the emperors were all sons of the heavens, and the gods were naturally not irritable.

　　 "Quickly kill this alien! You are the guard of Yulin! How can you not protect your majesty's safety!"

　　 A tall guard with more ornate armor, hissing loudly.

While roaring, he pushed away the few Yulin army in front of him, holding a long spear, and making progress with the spear. Between the steps, the killing spirit was exhausted. The tip of the spear pointed directly at the veteran. A dozen meters away, he felt a sense of resilience. Charged with blood.

　　 "Don't kill him." Gao Fan couldn't help looking at this guard's heroic posture.

　　 "It's ridiculous..." Before that Wei finished speaking in Mandarin, the tip of the gun was not handed to the veteran.

boom!

　　 A gunshot sounded.

　　 Seven steps away, the gun is fast.

　　 Within seven steps, the gun was fast and accurate.

　　 Officer guard was already kneeling on the ground, and the pain came. He looked at the bleeding bullet hole in his leg, his face was full of horror, this...what kind of weapon? Why didn't you see the sound and shadow, you were already hit?

　　 The gunshot sounded with the kneeling guard.

　　 was even more like a bolt from the blue, scared the surrounding Yulin army back a few steps.

They don’t know that the ammunition of the guns in the hands of the veterans is limited. They don’t know that if they kill a dozen people, they will be able to chop the foreigner and his panthers, Kunlun slaves, and ghosts into meat sauce. Know that the power of gods and ghosts is unpredictable and uncontrollable.

　　 "Your Majesty the Emperor~" Gao Fan shouted loudly.

　　 In the silence, his voice penetrated the confrontation and Xiao Sha in Weiyang Palace, and flew into the palace.

　　 "The foreigner came after two thousand years!"

　　 "Why don't you see your majesty?!"

　　 After a few breaths.

　　 The door of Weiyang Palace with embedded gold and jade and vermilion opened leisurely.

　　 A court lady came to the outside of the hall.

　　 "Your Majesty declares that strangers will see you."

　　Ha~

　　 Gao Fan felt that his kind attitude had worked, so he rushed forward happily.

　　 Hundreds of feathers in front of Lin Wei still want to stop.

　　 The black panther has already rushed forward, the size of a human palm, but the claws, which are more powerful than the claws, flicked left and right, and the spears in the hands of the guards stopped them.

　　 The silent boxing champion followed the Panthers and opened the way for Gao Fan.

　　 In the eyes of the Habayashi Army, the veteran holding the weapon of the gods and ghosts continued to control the audience, his muzzle moved, but wherever he was aiming, the soldiers evaded.

　　谷</span> came to the gate of the temple, Gao Fan looked at the word'Xuanshi' hanging high above the gate.

　　 Outside the palace, there may be a full moon hanging on the corner eaves.

　　 Behind them are hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

　　 is an ancient emperor in front of him.

　　 A dreamy feeling of traveling through the ancient and modern times for thousands of years once again swept Gao Fan's body and mind, making him feel relaxed and happy, and extremely happy.

　　Thank the mystery~

　　 "Your majesty, see your majesty not to bring swords and soldiers."

　　 Seeing Gao Fan, the court lady wanted to move forward, busy blocking her.

Gao Fan uttered an "Oh", and looked at the lady, she saw her round face, big eyes, and delicate appearance. Although she was terrified, she still looked directly at Gao Fan. She seemed to have done a good job to offend the stranger and be cast down. Preparations for sin, presumably she was in the temple, and she had already heard the explosions and fires outside the temple that seemed to be condemned by the gods.

　　 "I'm so courageous, so many soldiers are not as good as you are a little girl." Gao Fan sighed lightly, he turned his head, let the veteran and Panther stay, and the boxing king followed him into the hall.

　　 And when the court lady saw the black and strong ‘Kunlun Slave’ passing by her, she still tried to stop her, but she was glared by the boxing champion, her breath was held in her cavity, and she made only a whimper like an injured little beast.

　　 enter the propaganda room.

　　 Gao Fan saw that it was very spacious.

　　 There are offerings for sacrifice on one side, and a few long seats on the other. Wang Mang is sitting on a long table. At this moment, he has taken off his black dragon robe and Mianqi. He is wearing a yellow robe and sitting behind the long table.

Of course, there are still armored guards behind Wang Mang. In fact, the Yulin soldiers who have been slowing down outside the temple at this moment are beginning to be ashamed of their shrinking. If it hadn't been for Wang Mang to open the door of the palace and welcome the stranger Enter, now the most elite Yulin army in the world is already going to die for the crime of fear of fighting.

　　 Therefore, the sword is drawn outside the palace.

In the hall, Gao Fan first turned around at the altar table and saw three animal sacrifices on the table. The person sacrificed was'Xindu Xianwang'. Gao Fan didn't know that this was the posthumous name Wang Mang pursued for his father. I just found it interesting, but I was a painter, so I went around and sat cross-legged on the seat facing Wang Mang.

　　 Now, Gao Fan and Wang Mang are only ten steps away.

　　 "Foreign person, you still see the king without kneeling?" Wang Mang asked.

　　 "I am not a foreigner. I am Gao Fan. I am a painter in two thousand years. As for kneeling, to be honest, you are not worthy of me kneeling." Gao Fan said.

　　呛啷!

　　The armored sword is out of its sheath.

　　 The Lord insults the ministers.

　　 Boxing champion stepped forward, his majestic figure extremely oppressive.

　　 "Nothing." Wang Mang waved his hand and pressed the guard's anger, UU reading www.uukánshu. com "Two thousand years later, it seems that the world has become a foreigner, does not respect ethics and religion, does not respect the emperor, and ritual collapses."

　　 "You can say that." Gao Fan nodded, "In our age, everything is indeed looking at money, but at least the living conditions of the people are much better than yours."

"Since ancient times, there has not been a thousand-year dynasty, and it has died for eight hundred years. Two thousand years later, the court created by the widow is no longer there, and the widow can accept it. But you just said that the court had collapsed in 16 years, how arrogant, you know, What year is the court today?" Wang Mang asked.

　　 "Your imperial court is indeed only 16 years old, and it can still be overtaken." Gao Fan said with a smile. Suddenly, he thought of something and froze for a moment. Wang Mang is a pillar. Isn't it...?

"It is now twenty years of Tianfeng! Since the establishment of the imperial court, it has been seven years since the founding of the People's Republic of China and twenty years of Tianfeng, a total of twenty-seven years. "Wang Mang's voice became louder, and his voice was surging repeatedly in the propaganda room, as if to tear through the fog of two thousand years of history.

　　 "This is interesting~" Gao Fan laughed, "It seems that you are a monarch buried in history. Which great existence can swallow such a long history of you?"

　　 "Foreign person, what do you mean?" Wang Mang asked.

　　 "Do you believe in any god?" Gao Fan asked directly.

Ha~ Wang Mang suddenly burst into laughter. He stood up, pointed at the seat where Gao Fan was sitting, and said: "When Emperor Wen in the previous dynasty, he discussed ghosts and gods with Jia Yi here, but now you are a stranger, and you are also a widow. Ask ghosts and gods? Tell you, widows only believe in common people and don't ask ghosts and gods!"