Chapter 1058 (1/2)
Jialan National Hospital.
In the stone pavilion.
When the informed monarchs of Tianzhao, ethereal, Sixiang, Nandu and Qiandao arrived, Jialan was already sitting in the pavilion. Sitting on his right hand side, they were inexplicably proud and proud to watch their sunset monarch.
The unification of the seven kingdoms was a foregone conclusion. He first took refuge in the king of Kalan and argued that he would be more comfortable than those who resisted in the future.
”Are you here? Sit down
The king of Jialan was unconventional and said kindly, ”I don't know what I proposed earlier. How have you considered it?”
The emperor's face was cold and calm.
The ethereal queen looked at him and pursed her lips.
Several other monarchs also looked at each other. After half a ring, the four Xiang king said, ”the customs of the seven countries are different, and their geographical locations are very different. Even if the seven countries are unified, it will be a long process - at least, it is not appropriate now.”
Jialan's eyes suddenly sank: ”so you refused?”
The four elephant monarch did not speak.
”And you?”
The king's threatening eyes fell on the ethereal queen.
”Some people don't want the unification of the seven countries, and that person's idea, I can't refuse it!”
Talking
Boom!
It belongs to the strong and horizontal cultivation in the middle of Wu Jun's reign. It carries hegemony and pressure and spreads around like a tide
“！！！” The crowd gasped.
Stay where you are!
The setting sun king was astonished and opened his eyes. Suddenly he thought he was dreaming?
In addition to Emperor Tianzhao, other monarchs also reacted after a moment of shock! The ethereal queen has become a mid-term martial monarch! It can compete with the king of Kalan! ”
And they are just the early days of Emperor Wu
But
Since they themselves and the queen of the ethereal world have been found by the master
Does that mean that all the monarchs in the field are the same?
The king of four Xiang, who had refused before, stamped on the bottom of his feet. It was the breath of the early days of Wu Jun, which diffused quietly!