Chapter 1878 The False Past

"When our army entered the solar system, Mr. Dan Tai Jing, the leader of the Seven Sons of Lingyan, and Mr. Wang Jingyang, actually appeared on Earth. My aide told me that they were very likely to be here to assassinate me." Brenshilt smiled.

Although the assassination is not very stylish, it is actually effective in many cases. People from the Lingyan Association can do this. During the rebellion on Earth, the founders of the Lingyan Association entered the empire with one sword. Such people can't want to travel, right?

If the magical power had not yet been achieved, maybe he would have entered the heavenly realm with one sword.

During the rebellion of more than 50 years, Lan Jiufeng's nickname was not a "real person" or "sword demon", "bloody hand", "human slaughter".

As the saying goes, there must be a disciple. Although the disciples of the Lingyan Society always claim to be people from Taoism who are indifferent to the world, in the eyes of most psychics, they are just a group of irritable brothers who start to do whatever they say.

When the Dawn Angel really entered the solar system, from the Privy Council to the ordinary soldiers, they all reached such a consensus: although there was already information that the Taoist temple located in the snow-capped mountains of the Lingyan Association was empty, it cannot be ruled out that there were still disciples left on the earth and prepared to commit a great rebellion.

The possible damage they may cause to the Imperial Army is actually far more than the remnants of the Community Army.

The Galaxy Empire can now lose four or five more Titan ships, but I am afraid it will not be possible to accept the loss of Brenshilt, the young queen. Unconsciously, she has now been regarded as another Emperor Yiwenya by the imperial people and nobles. Although the meeting of the emperor election has not yet begun, and although the god-like emperor His Majesty does not look like he will die at all, there are many people who regard this young queen as the best candidate.

If any of the seven sons of Lingyan appeared within 100 meters of Brenshilt, public opinion within the empire might force her guards to apologize.

Fortunately, the person who is here now is just a mere Mr. Li.

He is a well-known folk martial artist on Earth. He is the descendant of Atomic Fist, and he is the father of Fina Lee, so that's all.

Well, when Miss Fina Lee won the Yago Award, her fame was far greater than her father.

King Sulika lowered his eyelids slightly, and his eyes swept across the middle-aged man's palm that was naturally hanging from his waist.

That is the hand of a martial artist, not the hand of a warrior.

"Are you here to assassinate me too?"

He sighed silently and took a step back quietly, as if he wanted to use the stretched shade to cover his figure.

He scratched his head and smiled dryly for two lines, but his eyes remained calm: "Although the Sa family is just a scattered person in the world and has never seen any world, he also knows that he really doesn't have the ability."

He raised his jealous fist, looked at it carefully, and sighed hard: "Yes, the Sa family does not have this ability. Although he has taken advantage of the gifts of his ancestors and sects and understood some hidden methods that cannot be used as a platform, if he wants to do this, what is it worth in front of a real master?"

"Don't be sorry. The Spirit of the Universe has made you make a smart choice." Brenshilt smiled.

The tall and burly Mr. Li hid his fist behind him and said seriously: "You can tell me, Your Highness, that guy Wang Jingyang has indeed considered staying in Jincheng for a while. Of course, it is not for the purpose of doing things like Yuyou. He is worried that your army will destroy the hometown here."

"He's ready to die here, right?" Brenshilt hit the nail on the head.

Mr. Willis Lee grinned and laughed awkwardly.

"Mr. Wang is too unconfident. Of course he is qualified to doubt me, the invader, but he should not doubt himself. He is a good person and cannot take action in Jincheng, and he is even more unlikely to take action here."

Brenshilt looked at the tombstone behind him, with a little grievance in his eyes: "Of course, they did not appear in the end, which made me suddenly feel that I may not be as important as I imagined."

Willis spread his hands: "Shajia is indeed not familiar with Master Dantai... But because he is a fellow villager, after all, he can speak to Lao Wang, so he advised him not to appear in Jincheng! Ahha, the seven sons of Lingyan are much more important than me, a mediocre psychic. Compared to being generous in death, continuing to fight alive is the most important thing. There are too many things they can do, and many things are more important than fists. As for whether he listened to it or had his own considerations, the Sajia didn't know."

This middle-aged martial artist with a strong hairstyle made a hearty laugh.

"Of course Mr. Wang listened. But it wasn't you, but Yu Lian's." Brenshilt bit the name very heavily, and it was the first time he had a little bit of disobedience: "It's not a disciple of Lan Jiufeng, nor is it a disciple of the Lingyan Association, but it's clearly their partner. He mentioned the principle of "remaining people and losing ground" in the postscript of "The Theory of Defensive Universality". Obviously, the masters of the Lingyan Association listened to it."

When it comes to "The Universal Defence", Mr. Willis's expression is a bit awkward, and he has never read it at first glance.

However, he still held his head up and his chest with glory, and even patted his chest: "Yes, I am proud of him and my daughter. Since it was persuaded by my son-in-law, it was equivalent to the father-in-law's advice. Sai's family proud!"

Brenshilt Ann glanced at the other party, but didn't feel provoked, but instead thought about it.

"But, Your Highness is here after all. If none of us shows up, it would be better to appear that the psychics on our earth are not too open, so it should fall on my head."

"The masters of the Spiritual Research Association should or continue to fight, but you are worthy of death?" Brenchtt asked in a mailing hand.

"The Sa family is just a mediocre warrior. He really has no talent. He has been studying his own boxing skills all his life. His life experience is also taken away by the masters of the Spiritual Research Association." His tone and expression were still open, and his face was full of enthusiasm.

However, at the end, he still touched his shiny metallic head awkwardly: "After all, I grew up here. The mountains and rivers of Jincheng are the home court of the Sajia family, so I can finally avoid the surveillance of your guards and warships in the sky. Sajia has been waiting here for 48 hours and finally waited for you. But now, I don't know what to do. Hehe, you are right. After I found that I can't hurt you even if I do it, I was very embarrassed."

He pondered for a moment and begged embarrassedly: "Or, Your Highness, just be tired and beat me to death here."

Brenshilt's eyes were on the other party's chestnut fan and sighed.

All the masters of the earth are of this kind!

"I won't kill you." King Sulika took out a high-legged wine glass like a magic trick, poured the remaining old wine into the full glass, and handed it to the other party.

Mr. Li was slightly stunned, and then took it with gratitude and drank it all. He should be really greedy for this old wine that had been stored for more than 20 years. After drinking it, he squirted and tasted it for a long time, but he didn't care about his personal image at all.

"You and the masters of the Lingyan Association will not do anything here, and of course I will not. I originally wanted to stay with Miss Fina, so why add a little chance of explosion to her?" She looked directly at each other and placed the bottle of wine with a little bit of Fugen in front of the tombstone: "Actually, even if you don't come, I will go to you. Discuss the past about Black Moon..."

"Your Highness knows it!" Mr. Willis was still surprised and said seriously: "Yes, the Sa family is Black Moon, it is the Empire's reward list..."

"No, you are not. She is." Brenshilt was determined.

Willis was silent, but then said, "You can tell you, Your Highness, my daughter has not been a Black Moon for many years. She is now preparing to become a handsome lady, and she will have a lot of future to continue to be a thief."

"I was until, so I thought it was really interesting. Mr. Li, from your tone, you don't feel like you are treating your daughter, but more like a retainer treating the daughter he serves." Brenshilt looked directly at the other party, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the shield made of a straight face.

He took a step back again. Although his expression had not changed, his steps seemed to be filled with a hint of panic.

"...Haven, Your Highness can always have wonderful ideas."

"No need to hide it, Mr. Li. As a father-in-law, you are too friendly to Yu Lian!" Brenshilt smiled.

Willis was shocked, but when asked, he found that this seemed to be the case.

"Since my parents died early, my Mr. Gong Xiangxiu Lai has played a similar role. I can see his shadow from you." Brenshilt said.

After a brief pause, Mr. Willis slowly said: "During the War of Independence, both Lan and my grandfather actually went to the empire, light and dark. The real man had a sword that spanned 30,000 light-years, but my grandfather did not have such a sense of dignity. He just wanted to sneak in secret and destroy some imperial military facilities, which was considered as fulfilling his obligations for this uprising."

"So, the last generation of Black Moon Earl brought back a baby girl from the empire?" Brenshilt asked puzzled, but then shook his head: "But time doesn't match."

"He brought back an exquisite cultivation equipment, like a thermos made of special composite materials, which was not like our product at all. There was a human embryo that had not yet grown. She grew up very slowly and took her fifty years to get a human fetus. Fortunately, when she came out of the thermos, she was a very healthy and beautiful baby girl."

Then, there is a new generation of "Earl of the Night"

Brenshilt smiled and said, "Is Nezha? It's still ten times more Nezha." She still knows very well about the myth of the earth.

The subsequent operation was smooth. Sending a mature baby girl to a maternal and child health care hospital, issuing a birth certificate to register, etc. is certainly not difficult for the dignified Black Moon.

Of course, as a "newborn" baby, she was lying next to someone who was also newborn, and it could only be said to be fate, which is amazing.

"You should change to another hospital." Brenshilt said angrily.

"Your Highness?"

"… well, thank you for your honesty. But if I know nothing about this, are you going to hide this for the last time?"

The other party seemed to accept his fate: "After all, you have found this point, and it will be a matter of time to go deeper into this. If you hide it, it will seem that the Sa family is not particular. The old man once had a last word. If a dragon king of the empire found Feifei's identity as a black moon, he could tell all this up."

"He asked you to tell a Dragon King? Not someone else?" Brenshilt frowned slightly.

The other party nodded: "That's true. This is the great movement of the universe determined by the spirit of the universe. Uh, the above words were said before the old man died. The death of a high-ranking psychic may be the return."

Brenshilt pondered for a moment, then burst into laughter: "But I think it's not just that. The person who tells the truth must represent other hot wills. Snake of the World? Temple of the Void Spirit? Curators Association? Shared Foundation?"

Facing Brenshilt's exploring gaze, Mr. Willis grinned and said, "The three families behind are just background boards. What the Sa family hates the most is this kind of self-proclaimed observer! Our old man once said that they were the gravekeepers of the old era and had no great prospects."

"Indeed." Brenshilt couldn't agree.

"As for snakes, your highness knows that there are too many partners in snakes. Mao Yuanzuo is so, my grandfather was too. They were everywhere and well-informed. They helped a lot to recruit my grandfather. Without their help, it would be difficult for grandfather to take her back to China."

It is quite subtle to mention Mao Yuanzuo here. Brenshilt couldn't help but laugh: "So, pretend to be Feifei... Well, where is the artifact that pretends to be an owl?"

"She broke down after she was born. The old man had already given its fragments to the snake, which was considered a grudge with them."

"That Mao Yuanzuo..."

"He is a hopeless evil man, a stinking power monster. The old man said in front of him that he regretted that he had not found a reason to kill this monster. Compared with such a monster, whether it is President Neshita who died for his country, or President Jero with his butt sticking out, they are still very tender!"

Brenshilt raised his mouth and swayed.

However, before she could make any comments, the other party said: "Of course, he may be an outdated old politician. The above are all prejudices of the family, that is, to vent his anger on the ancestral husband and give him eye drops."

He was so frank that Brenshilt had to choose to remain silent for a moment.

Willis Lee bowed respectfully: "After this matter, I have fulfilled my grandfather's last wish. From now on, I will be just an ordinary earthling. If Your Highness really wants to spare the life of the Sa family, please forgive me for taking it back."

Although the Blue Star Community has functionally perished, ordinary "earth people" will always exist. If the earthlings lose the community, perhaps they just lose their shackles, but they have a broader future.

Bren Hill gave the other person meaningfully.

"After that, all my disciples and I should become members of ordinary resistance organizations until they are killed by your subordinates in a battlefield, or the empire's army withdraws from our homeland."

This was the last sentence he left behind. Then, the father of this generation of Black Moon sank into the grass again. His figure turned into a blurred phantom, and disappeared into the interlaced shade of the trees.

Brenshilt sighed.

She is now sure that this is really just a folk martial artist, an ordinary psychic, with limited practical experience. If she really fights, she will not be the opponent of the guard captain at the gate of the mountain.

But she also understood that if she really took action, she would seem to lose.
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