Chapter 128

"Who is that?"

Wang Guozhu, Yang Qishan's face changed. They looked at each other, puzzled.

Turn around.

Looking at Lin Tianhou again, there was a little bit of embarrassment on his face.

Let such a strange young man.

It's a bit of a joke to be in charge of the huangzu.

Huangzu!

Founded in the Ming Dynasty, it is different from the royal guards organization set up by the first generation of emperor level peerless figures.

Compared with the first generation.

In the second generation, no one in the world dared to cross the sea in order to pacify the Japanese aggressors, kill 300000 people and expand the naval force.

Japanese pirates in Xiping.

The Huns swayed in the East.

Create the emperor group!

If the royal guards belong to the dark side power, then the emperor's group is a word and a deed, which really represents the will of the emperor.

Just.

Compared with the royal guards on the isolated overseas Island, the current Emperor Group has already enjoyed its glory. In recent years, due to the wanton threat of the Wudao royal family, many young people who can be called talents can only quit at last.

The king of Wudao.

It's fear that the Emperor Group will rise again and be above them.

This is an example.

Once in the era of emperor Fenghuang, there were five or six elites who surpassed the peerless and supreme.

So.

In the era of emperor Fenghuang, ordinary people in the secular world, where the emperor Fenghuang figures are needed to fight, the emperor group sends an antique casually, and the Wudao royal family is scared even to make a sound, but they dare not come out!

Where is it like now.

Put on what high posture, take oneself really as what God, but is in the mountain no tiger, monkey calls overlord just!

Villain!

If Lin Tianhou can become the leader of the current emperor group, and he is a real descendant of the emperor, cheer up, hide the old relics of the deep mountains and ancient forests in the world, even the seventh generation of the northern town emissary on the overseas isolated island, will bring all the royal guards experts back!

They don't need to worry about it any more. The king of Wudao is reborn!

"Old Lin, here..."

Wang Guozhu looks at Lin Tianhou and opens his mouth, but he doesn't know what to say.

Yang Qishan's face was pale, and he looked at Chu Lingxiao under the willow tree.

In my heart.

Can't help sighing again:

"although it's recommended by Mr. Lin, the leader of the huangzu group really needs a person with great reputation. Otherwise, how can we control those little kids?"

"Especially for young people of similar age, I'm afraid they will not be satisfied..."

Wang Guozhu as the deputy head of the huangzu.

He knew better than anyone that the younger generation of the emperor's group, though not as proud and frivolous as the royal lineage, was.

But let a similar peer ride on them.

Even though.

There is Lin Tianhou sitting behind, which can play a certain deterrent role, but once a long time, fear of disputes!

"Lin Lao, is this your disciple?" "Let a young man take the place of you and sit in the charge of the huangzu..." Yang Qishan said

"I don't need to mention your identity. If you hold the post, you must be the most perfect person in everyone's mind."

However, Lin Tianhou frowned and shook his head.

"It's not for me. Is this willing or not? It's another matter."

"If you become the leader of the imperial group, it will be a great gift for my ancestors to live in the world!"

Hear that.

Yang Qishan and Wang Guozhu were stunned.

What does that mean?

Inside, outside.

If this young man takes the position of the leader of the huangzu group, Lin Lao will sit in the town behind him. All the old antiques in the world's ancient forest and the whole royal guards will return.

But that means.

Is old Lin pleading with each other, when the emperor group leader, however, the other side is not in the eye at all?

"Have you finished?"

Under the willow tree, the light words floated over.

The next moment.

This scene, Wang Guozhu, Yang Qishan two people, the eyes stare big, thoroughly looked silly.

"Let's go, sir."

Descendants of the emperor.

In the world.

Lin Tianhou, the only one who has ever seen the great man of the emperor, stoops down like a student who is afraid of being weak. He salutes with the gesture of the younger generation and says respectfully:

"Sir, please come with me."

It's a forest.

Descendants of the emperor.

Four hundred years ago.

Sacrifice to the emperor's spine, a single battle eight nations, more than a dozen non world strong, hit the sky and the earth dark, the sea billows!

The old master of the seven martial arts?

It's the Tianshi mansion of Longhu Mountain. It's impossible for Zhang Daoqian, the old Tianshi, to let Lin Tianhou down.

This is the descendant of Fenghuang!

How can I bow to a young man!

Lin Tianhou suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Guozhu and Yang Qishan. He said:

"you two, don't you go to have a look together?"

The pupils of the two men quivered, and then they came back to their senses and hurriedly followed.

Huangzu base!

Three kilometers north of the Imperial Palace, it is built in the ancient capital of Yanjing, the only deep mountain.

Not long.

Four people have arrived at the gate of the base, which looks like a wall of iron.

Lin Tianhou bowed and said:

"that's it, sir."

He led the way for Chu Lingxiao alone.

Wang Guozhu and Yang Qishan, two 80 year olds, were shocked.

Descendants of the emperor!

Like a servant

Two people walk beside, from time to time glanced at Chu Lingxiao a few eyes, then brush it, quickly take back his eyes, was full of horror.

In the end

Who is it!

Just walked into huangzu base.

Around dozens of pairs of young eyes, all gathered here, all eyes full of wonder.

Wang Lao!

Yang Lao!

There is also the old Lin who guards the imperial mausoleum. Why is he here!

"Old Lin, the man behind me, why have I never seen him? Have you seen it? "

"I didn't."

"I didn't either."

These young generation selected from all levels soon came out from every corner of the base. There were more than 300 of them, making a lot of noise in such a large open space.

"Is He Lin's disciple?"

"I don't think so. There are few people in the world who want to be an old disciple of Shanglin."

"I don't think so. It should be a new member of the imperial group."

Compared with Wang Guozhu, Yang Qishan.

These two old people often come to the huangzu base.

The descendants of Fenghuang are not powerful. Four hundred years ago, they were blocked by one person alone. There are more than ten experts in eight ethnic countries.

Various identities.

Deeds!

Everyone's attention, naturally, focused on Lin Tianhou.

A middle-aged man in a white, embroidered dragon claw uniform, with two stars on his shoulders, trotted over and made a straight salute.

"Old Lin, two old Chinese!"

"Is this the new member of the imperial team?" The next second. The middle-aged man turned his eyes to Chu Lingxiao, looked at Wang Guozhu without expression, and then said, "let the new members come by themselves."

"How can I trouble you to deliver it in person?"