The Human Emperor

"Oh, are you worried about you?"

The Holy Emperor shook his head with a smile, but his eyes still looked at the front and looked at the entire capital of the south.

"Yes!"

Gao Lishi said, his eyes flashed a faint look.

No one knows more about the situation of the Holy Emperor than he does at this moment, and there is not much time left for him.

"Your Majesty, can't that thing stop? In your current situation, it will increase your burden."

Gao Lishi said, the voice seems to mean something.

"Yuan Zhong, I know what you are thinking, but life and death as usual, the world is so, no one can escape, you have been with me for so long, can't you see through?"

The Holy Emperor faintly said that for the first time, Gao Lishi’s "word" was called.

The well-known Gao Lishi is not surnamed high, he has another name, and the word is "Yuan Zhong."

Gao Lishi heard the familiar name, and his body trembled, his eyes became more and more sad, and the voice of the Holy Emperor still came from his ear:

"...and that thing is the only thing I can leave to Middle-earth and this empire, and it is also the only one who can help him after you and me!"

The Holy Emperor did not say who he was, but Gao Lishi already understood.

"The old slave understands that as long as he wants it, the old slaves will do their best to complete it!"

Gao Lux suddenly fell to his body.

There was silence in the hall, and suddenly there was no sound. Gao Lishi looked awkwardly and looked up. He looked at the front of the emperor's mouth. I don't know when there was a blood.

Gao Lishi trembled in his heart, and quickly stepped forward, took out a dark red medicinal herb, served the Holy Emperor and swallowed it. When he saw the time, he saw that the breath of the Holy Emperor gradually calmed down, but the whole person's face became somewhat morbid.

"Nothing, you go ahead, let yourself be a meeting!"

The Holy Emperor waved and opened his mouth.

Gao Lishi was worried, but he did not defy it. He left the hall.

......

Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, it was several days. Unexpectedly, Song Wang’s proposal to form a new cabinet was quickly passed.

The entire Tang Dynasty was calm, but the worry in Wang Chong’s heart was getting stronger and stronger.

In the early morning, Wang Chong was in the middle of the house, and looked at the treasures piled up in front of him. This was the kind of heaven and earth treasures sent by the clan of the family and the sectarian martial arts in the martial arts.

Wang Chong only said that he used to heal himself. He needed all kinds of top treasures. He did not mention the Holy Emperor. It immediately triggered a huge change in the world. Various treasures were constantly sent, which ordinary people could hardly see in their lifetime. Treasures, at this moment, all piled up in front of Wang Chong.

What Zhu Guo, Ling Gen, a hundred years of Polygonum, Millennium Ling Li..., all appeared in front of Wang Chong.

But looking at these treasures, Wang Chong is only a deep sigh. He has inspected it with spiritual power. Although these heavenly treasures are full of aura, they may have little effect on the strong emperor who is close to the gods.

"Hey, is there no way?"

Wang Chong deeply sighed, his eyebrows beat, I don't know why, he always had a very bad feeling during this time.

Looking down, Wang Chong looked at the Pisces in his hand, which was given to him by the Holy Emperor in the apse. So far, this piece contains a lot of secret Pisces, which looks more like this kind of day. Tidibao is more reliable.

"Report!"

When it was said that it was too late, when Wang Chong once again gathered his mental power in the hands of this pair of fish, he suddenly suddenly, the gate of the palace was hit by a huge force from outside, a Jin Chong’s Jinwu The captain hurriedly rushed in:

"Wang Ye, Gao Gonggong is here!"

"what?"

Wang Chong’s brow wrinkled and was very unexpected.

Wang Chong and Gao Gonggong are quite familiar. Although Gao Gonggong rarely comes to Wang Chong’s residence, he only informs a news that Jin Wuwei does not need to be so anxious?

However, Wang Chong was too late to ponder. The next moment, the air flow surged, and a gust of wind came in from the outside of the temple. The wind did not rest. A familiar figure dressed in a cloud-like brocade and followed the airflow.

"Gaogonggong!"

Seeing the figure at the threshold, Wang Chong stunned his body and slammed his eyes.

This is not the first time Wang Chong has seen Gao Gonggong!

In Wang Chong’s impression, the first sage of the Tang Dynasty, the confidant of the Holy Emperor, is always the “Zhuyuan Yurun”, just like a Maitreya Buddha who often laughs, the ruddy face is him. The most well-known feature.

However, the high father who appeared at the gate at this moment is completely different from the appearance of Wang Chong.

His body shape was directly thinned, and it was extremely thin, and the original red-faced face was also fine-grained, and it looked a lot old. Without the previous "Zhuyuan Yurun", it looked like an ordinary old man.

In his eyes, Wang Chong also saw a deep old and sad.

This time, Wang Chong was shocked.

He never thought that in such a short period of time, the change of Gaogonggong was so big and became so old.

"boom!"

At the gate, I haven’t waited for the public to open the mouth. The next moment, a familiar voice is like Hong Zhong Da Lu, suddenly sounded in Wang Chong’s mind:

"Special events, the real dragon!"

"While the tortoise is alive, there are still times when it takes time to take a snake and take the fog, and it will eventually become a ash. The generation of Mingjun is about to fall!"

......

"Booming!"

With this sound, Wang Chong’s eyes appeared an illusion.

In the midst of snoring, countless thunder and lightning phantoms flew past Wang Chong’s eyes, and the clouds were rolling. Wang Chong’s ear rang and shouted loudly, like endless cavalry, step by step, from The earth washed away, the sound of horses, swords, horns, and painful sounds.

In this vast army, Wang Chong clearly saw a huge figure like a mountain, dressed in a squat, holding a long sword, rumbling, commanding the army to rush like a flood.

Under the leadership of the emperor, countless soldiers rushed to the four sides, defeating all opponents, and the roots of the aliens were successively fallen, and finally won the final victory.

However, there is always a strong existence.

Just after the victory of the Great War, the statue of the great emperor was as bright as the next day, guiding the existence of the people, rumbling, and finally fell down in front of Wang Chong.

The world is bleak!

"The dragon of the dragon, no change, the host has the opportunity to see the last side of the real dragon, get the true dragon heritage!"

At the same time, the sound of the stone of destiny sounded at the ear.

"boom!"

Like a thunder, Wang Chong's body trembled, and a face instantly became pale, and all the blood quickly faded.

"How could this be?"

Wang Chong’s heart is one after another. This is as if all the power is flowing from the feet, and the whole person is almost unstable.

"Wang Chong..."

At this time, at the gate, Gao Lishi’s hair was fluttering, his lips trembled, his voice was hoarse, and there was a grief:

"There is a command from your majesty, calling you into the palace!"

That short sentence seems to have exhausted all his power.

......

Wang Chong passed through the gate, boarded the carriage, and went all the way to the palace along the heavy streets. The body leaned against the cold carriage wall, and Wang Chong’s mind was still blank.

He heard the "driving" of the coachman outside the carriage, and heard what a guard at the palace gate seemed to say. He quickly opened the palace gate and let the carriage enter... all the way. Finally stopped.

"Wang Ye, it's here!"

Outside the carriage, a low voice.

Wang Chong opened the door and went down. When he looked up, he saw the Taiji Temple towering high in front of him.

The sky is clouded and gloomy.

Under the dark clouds, the Taiji Temple is soaring, such as the same Dapeng spread its wings and suspend the sky, giving people a huge sense of oppression and grandeur.

However, I do not know why, once again see this Taiji Temple, Wang Chong suddenly has a feeling of incomparably heavy and sad.

"Wang Chong, go ahead, your Majesty has been waiting for a long time!"

Gao Gonggong came over and looked sad.

Wang Chong picked up the ranks and walked to the top of Bai Yudan's scorpion. He reached out and lifted the heavy door of Taiji Temple.

"Oh!"

The voice was as long as a resounding year. Wang Chong crossed the threshold and quickly walked in.

There was some coldness in the Taiji Temple, and there was no silence around it. Wang Chong looked up and was above the main hall. On the tall Kowloon throne, he saw the familiar figure at a glance.

The emperor’s robes, sideways, with one arm on his head, seemed to be in meditation.

"You came."

A voice rang in Wang Chong's ear. On the main hall, the Holy Emperor seemed to just woke up and opened his mouth.

He slowly sat up straight, and at the same time, a majestic momentum was like a masculine fire, like a majestic wave, swept out of his body and filled the entire hall.

In the Taiji Hall, the cold, dead and silent taste was all dispelled in an instant, giving people a feeling of sunshine.

On the throne of the Kowloon, Wang Chong clearly saw that the pale white cheek of the Holy Emperor suddenly had a **** color. His look was majestic and calm, and it was once again restored to the wise **** of Wang Chong’s impression. The image of the saint.

If you don't hear the sound of the stone of destiny, Wang Chong may not care, but this time, looking at the familiar figure in memory, Wang Chong has a deep sadness in his heart.

But for a moment, Wang Chong covered up all the sorrows and sorrows in his heart.

Time and time again and again, in the end, once again, the time of the fall of the Holy Emperor.

Time is limited, Wang Chong knows that the Holy Emperor summoned himself at the last moment of his life. There is absolutely something important. He never wants to see his face look sad.

"Wei Wang sees you! My wife is long lived!"

Wang Chong took a deep breath, calmed his eyes, and looked firm. He soon fell down on one knee and bowed respectfully in the hall.

"Get up, don't have to be extra!"

On the main hall, I saw Wang Chong, and the mouth of the emperor slowly showed a smile.

I don't know why, when I saw the smile, the king's conflict was a bit sour.