Lin Yuan knew what these people were thinking, and he said: "Don't worry, my intimidation alone is not enough for Miss Luo to become the King of Zhaonan.

But it doesn’t matter. I have already compiled a letter and sent it to Fengyun Pavilion through Zhaonan’s teleportation station. In the letter, I asked Fengyun Pavilion to send an envoy to Zhaonan to help the Luo clan.

If possible, let Fengyun Pavilion provide Miss Luo with some resources for cultivation. Miss Luo has outstanding talent. Before, she just lacked resources. But in the future, when resources are sufficient, it will be a matter of course for Miss Luo to achieve success in her thirties.<

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By the time the Fengyun Pavilion envoy has been guarding Zhaonan for thirty years, Miss Luo should be able to reach the peak of her acquired skills. By then, Miss Luo will naturally secure her position as King of Zhaonan."

When Lin Yuan said these words, everyone present looked at Lin Yuan as if they were looking at a god.

Ask Fengyun Pavilion to send an envoy to Zhaonan to calm the situation for the Luo clan? And the stay lasts for thirty years?

Ma Tiezhu couldn't help but stumbled and asked: "May I ask Young Master Lin... what is your relationship with the Supreme Elder of Fengyun Pavilion?"

"Uh..." Lin Yuan coughed twice. He knew that what he said was too outrageous in their eyes, but it didn't matter. Fengyun Pavilion probably wouldn't reject him. Fengyun Pavilion still owed him a big favor. Anyway, that was

Favors are of no use, so they can be used here.

No, the Supreme Elder of Fengyun Pavilion seems to be named Feng...

Ma Tiezhu discovered Hua Dian. Could it be that Lin Yuan is the grandson-in-law of the ancestor of Fengyun Pavilion?

"Everyone, I'm going to go ahead. Let's go to Zhaonan Capital as soon as possible."

Lin Yuan said, patting the shoulder of the old casual cultivator beside him: "Old man, I have to trouble you to give me a ride again."

This gentle slap almost made the old casual cultivator stagger.

It’s not that Lin Yuan’s attack was serious, but that the old casual cultivator was frightened by Lin Yuan’s words.

Am I sending him off to get the head of the new King Zhaonan?

In this way, Lin Yuan got on the spiritual boat, set off from Shiwanda Mountain, and headed straight for the Zhaonan capital, leaving Luo Bixue and others looking at each other.

"Leader, do we really want all our troops to go to the capital of Zhaonan?" Zhong Liyan asked.

Luo Bixue smiled bitterly and ordered all his troops to go to the capital of Zhaonan. The entire army was wiped out before they even got there.

"It's just a few of us. We'll travel lightly, disguise ourselves, and take a spiritual boat to go."

"Leader, do you really believe what Lin Yuan says?"

Luo Bixue said: "Believe it to 50 or 60%. Lin Yuan has basically done what he said before. Let's take a look at the situation. If Lin Yuan is in danger, at least there will be someone to help him."

……

During the flight of the spirit boat, Lin Yuan saw the flames of war all over Zhaonan through the porthole. He even saw an army gradually approaching Shiwanda Mountain.

This army swept away the rebels along the way and advanced almost flatly.

Ancient armies fought to make a fortune. For this reason, they even brought their own weapons, armor, and war horses. If they wanted to make a fortune, they had to rob people and rich households. In this way, massacre of the city was inevitable. Because if they didn't kill people,

, you can’t get the money.

Let's hope... Luo Bi's blood can end this troubled world and become a wise master.

Lin Yuan thought, at least Luo Bixue was kind and kind, even if she was forced to have no choice but to become a bandit, she could still avoid robbing the people.

He now supports Luo Bixue to become the King of Zhaonan. In addition to wanting to perfectly complete the prerequisites for the blind box, he also wants to save the people of Zhaonan.

Lin Yuan is not a saint, he cannot set up his heart for heaven and earth and his destiny for the people.

In fact, Zhang Zai, who said this, couldn't do it either.

Real life is nothing more than learning martial arts and becoming an emperor.

Lin Yuan's time travel brought him a life that he could choose. He practiced martial arts and practiced martial arts. He did not need goods and the emperor's family, but just for his own longevity and satisfaction.

With this, he can transcend the suffering of reincarnation and sit back and watch dynasties change and the world change.

On this basis, it would be great if we could create a peaceful and prosperous era for this corner of Zhaonan and free the people from the misery of being a peace dog rather than a person in troubled times.

"Sir, the capital has arrived." The old casual cultivator said tremblingly.

Lin Yuan nodded, and he and Ying jumped off the flying boat.
Chapter completed!