I'm trying my best to change the fourth chapter into the fifth chapter. In addition, some readers have reacted that the emotional scenes and the pace are a little fast. I'll slow down a little and write more delicately…
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At the same time, the other empires…
"Ruler, this is the latest information regarding Great Qin!”
In the German Empire, a servant handed a letter to a man with a small mustache.
The attendant looked at him with a fanatical expression, as if he was his most loyal believer.
"Yes, you may leave…"
He waved his hand gently. Adolf, who was known as the most brutal and terrifying person who did not even want his name to be mentioned by other countries and controlled the entire Germany. After reading the few words in the letter, a bloody smile appeared on his face.
"Ying Luo? Interesting…"
"I hope you can bring me a little bit of difference.”
The capital of Greece…
"Your Majesty, I have something to report!"
"Haha, don't be so nervous, Wilbur…"
Under his short red hair were dark red pupils, and he was wearing a huge red cloak. He could only be described as " bold and unrestrained ". Alexander patted the shoulder of the short man he called Wilbur.
"There is an old saying in China that goes,'If you have wine today, you'll be drunk today, and tomorrow you'll be worried tomorrow.”
"It's time to drink now. Let's put these things behind us!”
His hideous muscles were full of scars, and some of the wounds had not even healed. However, Iskandar ignored all of this. He held Wilbur's hand and continued to drink.
Great Britain…
"King, how do you plan to face Israel?”
"That King Solomon is extremely mysterious. He is fighting on two fronts with the Shang Dynasty of China and Great Britain.”
"Although Emperor Xin of the Shang Dynasty was a genius, under the charm of the nine-tailed fox Su Daji, he became more and more useless.”
"It's only a matter of time before Solomon destroys them.”
His slender figure was clad in silver-white armor, and his faint green pupils complemented his elegant and handsome appearance. Although he had lost an arm, he was still so attractive.
"Solomon…"
"Pass on my orders, Bedivere."
"Let's go to Great Qin!"
The only difference between her and Nero was her personality and temperament. However, compared to the Tyrant, the girl who pulled out the Sword in the Stone had completely abandoned her gender and emotions, and only existed as the King of Great Britain.
Looking at the other side of the sea, Altolia seemed to have realized something.
Of course, apart from the few empires mentioned above, Gilgamesh and Enkidu of Babylon, Stantine of Byzantine, Hellscream of Orgrimmar, Arthas of Icebound Kingdom, and others all had their own reactions.
The only thing he could confirm was that Ying Luo's name had spread throughout the nine empires of Europe and the United States.
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"Young Master, Miss Hong Fu has invited you."
In the private room on the top floor of the romantic scene, Ying Luo walked into the most mysterious house of the eight alleys, Miss Red Buddha, as the beautiful woman opened the door.
Thump…
The door behind him closed silently after Ying Luo entered. For a moment, the entire room seemed to be isolated from the noisy hall outside.
"A few layers of curtains, a few pine trees, a few layers of distant mountains, a few bells.”
"The arrangement of this place is quite unique…"
Looking at the room that was like a small courtyard in the countryside and emitting a different kind of decoration, Ying Luo didn't expect that there would be another Tongtian here.
With a faint smile, he slowly said to the woman behind the curtain not far away.
"How many grudges are drunk in my dreams, but when I suddenly look back, everything is empty.”
"No matter how beautiful the scenery is, what's the use if one's heart is no longer there?”
I stand still and think silently, who can dispel my madness?
30% helpless, 40% desolate, but also a hundred bushels of sorrow.
He was like a saint who had seen through everything in the world, but also like a master who pitied the heavens and pitied the people.
A woman in a red dress with a light veil on her face walked out from behind the curtain with light steps.
Even though the girl's face was covered by the veil, no matter if it was her captivating voice or her graceful figure, or the jade-like skin on the girl's neck, it told Ying Luo just how beautiful she was.
"The night sky is low, seagulls are flying, where are you going?”
"My feelings are like this, my dreams are like this, where will I go?”
"It's like a dream, like an illusion, like a wish, like a fate, like a fate…"
"Miss Hong Fu's words are a little too pessimistic.”
Looking at the red Buddha statue in front of him, Ying Luo felt an indescribable sorrow.
He could not help but want to flatten Qing Zhou's eyebrows as he sighed…
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