Chapter 753 (1/2)

How similar to his last trip to the three provinces, this time, however, Xu Yangyi has no leisure and elegance. The time of billions of people on the earth lies in him and real people in Heishan.

He has no reason to back off.

World War, the earth also has no way back.

He didn't see that in the golden elixir, the Liuhe causal lamp was shining more and more.

Cause and effect, cause and effect, cause and effect. The earth's preparation for war started because of him. He appealed to the whole world. Now, everything he does for the earth is a great cause and effect.

He who lives in heaven and earth is the adverse journey of all things, time is the passer-by of a hundred generations. How many golden elixirs are wasted, it is difficult to find their own cause and effect. In fact, sometimes it's not that I can't find it, but that I find it and dare not force myself to the last moment. In the choice of righteousness and self, the latter is chosen.

Heaven and man fight. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

”Master! The hall of peace breaks through“ Officials! Let's go! The Zhonghe hall is also broken! ”

There was a scream in the Jinluan palace. Zhu Changluo held Chunjun in his hand and waved it. Chunjun didn't have any resistance this time. He cut the throat of several eunuchs and concubines around him.

”When the king dies, the emperor guards the country. This is the order of Taizu and Taizong. Now how dare you persuade me to escape? To be the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty? ”

He glanced contemptuously at the crowd and sneered, ”shameless.”

In Xu Yangyi's eyes, the Jinluan palace is close at hand. He didn't even feel what was in it. He didn't want to retreat. He was ten meters tall and rushed to the Jinluan palace.

No matter what, never retreat. This is our own way, our own righteousness, and the dispute of ideas.

”Wow!” The antique door was knocked open by the fierce black aura, and all the windows were blowing and hunting. It's like death.

Here, it's dark.

Although lit countless candles, it makes people feel like hell. One by one tall candles, the Jinluan hall will shine a bright light. There was only one person in the hall, and all the other places were clothes pierced by the sword.

A few seconds later, the doors and windows stopped and Weng Ming walked into the Jinluan hall against the light. Xu Yangyi's sword dragged a spark on the ground.

”Mingguangzong, I've come to kill you.”

Opposite him, on the throne of Kowloon, sat a middle-aged man.

Lying drunk, the Golden Dragon collapses and gently shakes the jade bone fan. He has a Golden Dragon Wing crown on his head and a embroidered Dragon Robe with a pan collar and narrow sleeves. The appearance is not outstanding, but sitting there, it seems sacred and inviolable, that kind of invisible momentum, as if can let the world worship.

I can't see his face clearly. He is a strange spirit. The whole body is full of dead air. With a cup in one hand and a sword in the other. The other side stood up slowly.

”Where did I lose?”

Did not answer, because at this moment, the sky sounded a third ”Ka.”

Three years have passed!

It's very light, but it resounds from the bottom of Xu Yangyi's heart. The eldest husband has something to do, something not to do, and more to take responsibility. At the beginning, he told the world about the world war. Now, this is his result. He didn't want to escape, and he couldn't.

He didn't answer at all. His figure had turned into a dark storm. Where he passed, the Jinluan palace was split inch by inch. In the middle of a ravine torn by the fierce spirit power, a little cold light, like a shadow, pierces mingguangzong's chest.

On the night of the full moon, on the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes to the west, and an immortal flies out of the sky.

”Dang!” However, it was a bright sword light that welcomed him. A pure white sword, which had no wind, unexpectedly took Xu Yangyi's sword.

”I advise you not to act rashly.” Zhu Changluo didn't seem to be annoyed at all. He unfolded his right hand and two small coffins appeared in his palm. It's made of pure gold, with complicated craftsmanship. One is engraved with Tian Zi, the other is engraved with Di Zi.

”You'd better sit down. I'm the real last emperor. I give you a seat.” He turned his back and didn't worry about Xu Yangyi pointing his sword: ”if you don't want to... I can only integrate these two things.”

Xu Yangyi takes a deep breath, suppresses the overturned intention of killing in his heart, and holds his sword against a dragon pole. Zhu Changluo sat in the Dragon chair and a glass of wine floated to him: ”grape wine luminous cup, this cup, I give you.”

Xu Yangyi took his glass and drank it.

We can't be in a hurry... If Zhu Changluo really put all his eggs in one basket, he can't afford it.

The steel wire of time is slowly tightening and relaxing. If he makes a wrong choice, he will be robbed for ten years.

”Good wine.” He said with a smile: ”I'd like to propose a toast to you, so as not to leave Yangguan in the west without an old friend.””I have a story.” Zhu Changluo also drank it all, and the fan gently knocked on his hand: ”a story that I have hidden for a long time.”

Without waiting for Xu Yangyi to open his mouth, he seemed to have held it for hundreds of years. Looking at the carved beams and painted buildings and the magnificent top of the golden palace, he said slowly, ”I don't know why I woke up.”