The Human Emperor

"To contact Lu University, major families, and all sectarians, I need to find all the news about God's martial arts. In addition, use my token to find all the medics in the sectarian world, and find all the medicines related to the gods. And the message of healing!"

Wang Chong looks solemn and does not return.

"God's martial arts?"

The eagle suddenly stunned and looked up subconsciously, looking at the back of Wang Chong.

"Don't ask too much, just do what I said."

Wang Chong Shen Sheng.

The less the Holy Emperor knows, the better. It is not a good thing to disclose too much before finding useful information.

"Yes!"

The eagle quickly responded, his body was vertical and he left.

"I hope I can find some useful clues!"

Wang Chong looked up and sighed, his heart secretly.

Lu Tingzhi is proficient in ancient Chinese, the previous cockroach, that is, he tried to find out, plus the help of various family members, in the search for ancient borrowing clues, everyone has more experience, but even so, Wang Chong’s heart is not too Great grasp.

The Holy Emperor is the Son of Heaven, and his resources and abilities are far above himself. At the beginning, the gods failed, and the resources of the Holy Emperor must have used a lot of resources. They also found many ways to find a solution. The "consequence" approach, I am afraid that with the power of the Holy Emperor, has long been resolved.

And on the power, the Holy Emperor is only a lot more powerful than the present.

"You can only try your best and try it!"

Wang Chong’s heart is secret.

......

Just when Wang Chong tried every means to find a cure for the failure of the gods, the figure inside the palace was majestic, like a tiger cub, sitting high above, and his five-claw robes clearly showed His identity is the Tang Dynasty, the current emperor.

In the Taiji Temple, the gate was closed. Except for the Holy Emperor, only Gao Gongshi Gao Lishi served on the side.

"How's it going?"

The Holy Emperor Dragon was slightly closed, and the rumbling voice rang in the hall.

"Somewhat bad, those things have caused a lot of controversy among the courtiers, and many people have already asked for a discount, even the alien king has handed a letter. But in spite of this, in general, everything is still under control. Inside, it didn't cause a lot of panic."

Gao Gonggong bent his waist and sighed.

Despite this, Gao Gonggong secretly glanced at the Holy Emperor in the Great Hall, and there was a slight glimpse of undetectable worries.

"Oh, isn't this all something we have already expected?"

The Holy Emperor faintly said that there was no wave in the sound.

"But..., is there really no way?"

Gao Gonggong stopped talking and finally asked.

As soon as the sound fell, the entire hall was dead, and even the Holy Emperor was quiet and silent.

That kind of breath is suffocating.

"Ugh!"

The Holy Emperor shook his head:

"Actually, you already know the answer, aren't you?"

Gao Lishi heard the words, and the look suddenly faded a lot.

"Right, you said that Wang Chong also got a discount?"

The Holy Emperor smiled and suddenly asked.

"Yes, as far as I know, there should be a lot of courtiers who have looked for him, but according to His Majesty, all the folds are left in the middle, but they are announced to the outside world, and they are all innocent!"

Gao Lishi Gong:

"Your Majesty, the alien king is smart, this thing is afraid that he can't stand him for too long!"

"Oh, let him go, there are things, in the end, he will eventually know!"

The Holy Emperor faintly said that the look is not only not to be embarrassed, but rather to have some appreciation.

"but……"

Gao Lishi wants to stop talking.

"Don't worry, it's really the day, I will explain it to him personally."

The Holy Emperor waved his hand and stopped Gao Lishi.

The latter heard the words and finally silenced and stopped talking.

"Ding!"

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, a slight ringing sound came from my ear. The sound was very small and almost invisible. But when I heard this sound, Gao Lishi was looking at it, straightened up and looked up.

"Your Majesty, time is up!"

Collus.

Above, the Holy Emperor nodded slightly.

Only a moment, Gao Lishi went back and returned, carrying a brown ancient medicine can, and came in.

The pot was inconspicuous, but it exuded a strong aura of anger, which was steaming and scented with a strong scent.

If the DPRK Minister is here, seeing this scene, it must be shocked. These medicines are obviously prepared for the Holy Emperor. In other words, the fears in the court are not groundless. Only at this moment, except for Gao Lishi and the Holy Emperor, no one else knows.

And from the performance of Gao Lux, everything is taken over by him personally, not at all.

In the hall, quietly, Gao Lux quickly took out a medicine bowl and poured the medicine pot into a thick, dark brown color. At first glance, the bitter and incomparable medicine was poured into it.

This medicinal juice is different from ordinary medicinal juice. Gao Lishi pours it into it, and the thick medicinal juice oscillates slightly. There is actually a weak mental fluctuation.

"His Majesty!"

Gao Lux was on the steps, kneeling down on one knee, lifting the taupe medicine bowl high and holding it to the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor did not say a word, and skillfully took the medicine bowl from Gao Lishi. Obviously this is not the first time.

The medicine bowl is slowly lifted up, and the Holy Emperor will take it for the next moment.

"Dangdang!"

There was no sign, only a crack of the porcelain bowl smashing on the ground, and the taupe bowl was immediately crushed and smashed.

"Old slaves, you dare!"

A violent voice suddenly sounded from the main hall.

For a moment, the sword on the main hall was smashed and the atmosphere changed abruptly.

Above the main hall, the suffocating swells, in the perception of Gao Lux, the most supreme figure of the empire, the breath suddenly changed dramatically, and even the sound became different.

"His Majesty!"

Gao Lishi trembled, slamming on the ground, his head was drooping, his face was pale.

In the hall, a breath of scent is like a raging wave, one layer after another, wrapping the high-residence layer, the void shadow floating, there is a looming stock, if there is nothing, a sword-like murder.

However, all the murderous and suffocating air were stuck in the height of a few feet of Gao Lishi, as if they encountered a kind of invisible obstacle, they took it back.

For a long time...

Like the tides faded, all the breath of the breath and the murder, all disappeared without a trace, the tension of the breath suddenly dissipated, the hall quietly, everything returned to normal.

"You go back first!"

For a long time, on the dragon chair, the figure leaned back, and the emperor's eyes were slightly closed, and the voice was faintly revealed.

Gao Lux looked up and looked at it. There was a deep worry in his expression, and he stopped talking, but after all, he still screamed and went out and quit the hall.

This kind of thing is not the first time, he knows how to deal with it.

However, Gao Lishi has some concerns in his heart, and his Majesty... seems to be getting worse.

Gao Lux quickly disappeared.

As time passed, the whole hall was smothered, and there was nothing more than the Holy Emperor’s breath in the hall.

"Oh!"

I don't know how long it took, the door was moving without the wind, and suddenly it was pushed away by an invisible force, revealing a gap.

On the dragon chair, the brow's brow wrinkled and seemed to have sensed something. He looked up and looked out the door.

Outside the hall is quiet, nothing.

But the next moment, accompanied by a burst of clear bells, a small palace lady who looked ordinary and inconspicuous, holding a candied fruit, pastries on the silver plate, crossed the threshold and walked in from the outside.

The little palace girl lowered her head and could not see her face.

Seeing the little palace girl, the Holy Emperor’s eyes moved slightly, but nothing was said.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Diet House sent me pastry."

The little palace woman trembled, and even the body was shaking.

"‘Heaven’, for so many years, in front of you, do you still have to play this kind of small means? You don’t think you can win me?”

On the main hall, the voice of the Holy Emperor was indifferent, and suddenly it opened. The grand voice was high, and there was a shuddering breath. It seemed that I had already seen everything.

"Hey!"

With the voice of the Holy Emperor, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely subtle.

At the gate of the Taiji Temple, the little palace girl who was still afraid of shaking, suddenly quieted down and the body stopped shaking.

"Oh, it is the "Tomorrow's Son" of Datang. For thousands of years, you are the only one who can push ‘朕’ to such a position!”

Under the Great Hall, the little palace girl finally looked up and stared straight at the Holy Emperor.

That pair of beautiful eyes, smashing out of the identity does not match, more snowy than the sun, blazing light, like a high hanging day, it is almost impossible to look at.

Moreover, the "her" self-proclaimed like the Holy Emperor, it is also called "朕"!

However, it was only a moment, the light of the monks dissipated, and the little palace girl smiled slightly, revealing a trace of sarcasm:

"It’s a pity that people will not win ‘day’, and this battle between peace and harmony will eventually lose you!”

"Oh, I will never lose, and I will not lose to you. The game between us is not over yet. It is too early to say victory!"

The Holy Emperor was backed by a dragon chair, slightly closed his eyes, and his look was indifferent, without any fluctuations.

If Wang Chong sees this scene, he must be shocked.

Judging from the dialogue between the two people, the little palace girl opposite the Holy Emperor is the highest leader behind the black man, and the one who directed Huang Longzhen to participate in the "Heaven" of the Three Kings!

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became strange.

Two people, one is high on the top, holding the power of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the other is the humble, insignificant little palace girl, but everyone knows that the mysterious existence hidden in the little palace woman, on identity, never Under the Holy Emperor.

A Huanglong Zhenjun has survived for thousands of years, even longer, and as the leader, the life of "Heaven" has no one to dare to go.