The Human Emperor

Chapter 2047: Forever the Holy Emperor!

"not good!"

Wang Chong was shocked and his body was swept away. At this time, the Holy Emperor stopped Wang Chong:

"No, no, no!"

"Wang Chong, remember your commitment to you, go back!"

The Holy Emperor's eyes were stunned, as if he had exhausted all his strength and slowly fell on the golden dragon chair.

Wang Chong looked at the emperor on the dragon chair as if he understood something.

He clearly perceives that the death of the Holy Emperor's body has increased dramatically, and the fire of life that is about to be extinguished. Wang Chong knows that the life of this ancient eternal king has come to an end.

I am afraid this is the last time I saw him.

Wang Chong’s heart was sour and full of endless sorrow. He understood that the Holy Emperor did not want to see his final appearance, and wanted to retain a decent king in the end.

"Wei Wang Chong, don't be holy!"

Wang Chong took a deep breath and endured his inner sadness. He bowed his respect and bowed his bow and bowed his bow.

An era has ended, here is his end.

Turning around, Wang Chong finally walked out of the Taiji Temple, with an endless sorrow and a firm mind, and screened the emperor!

......

After Wang Chong left, the silence was immediately restored in the hall.

And just for a moment, in the throne, the stalwart figure of the tens of thousands of people admired the blue silk to produce countless flowers at an alarming rate, and the whole person suddenly grew old.

At this moment, he is no longer a holy emperor who is admired by thousands of people. He is just an ordinary person with flesh and blood.

"Snapped!"

His fingers flicked, and a residual suffocating air broke out, hitting the wall of the hall on the left side of the Taiji Hall, a high-hanging scroll.

The string on the reel was hit by the suffocating air, and the scroll was stretched to reveal a portrait.

It is a hand-painted beauty figure. The woman's red dress on the portrait is like a fairy, and it is similar to Taizheng, but it is not one.

"Green radish, I will come with you soon..."

At that moment, looking at the red woman on the portrait, the eyes of the Holy Emperor were very gentle.

"Your Majesty, the Prince is waiting outside!"

Soon, the voice of Gao Lishi’s old man came from outside the hall.

"Let him come in..."

......

After a while, the Prince was red-faced and sad, almost whimpered away from the Taiji Temple.

In the hall, the breath of the Holy Emperor became weaker and weaker. His full-faced blue silk was completely white, and seemed to have fallen into the demise.

But he still sat on top, motionless, as if he was still waiting for something.

"Your Majesty, the old minister came to see you!"

Suddenly, a voice rang from outside the temple, and after the Prince left, another figure slowly entered the hall.

On the throne, the Holy Emperor had already entered the dying, but when he heard the voice, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Teacher, you are here!"

Looking at the familiar figure, the mouth of the emperor finally showed a smile.

If Wang Chong is here, seeing the figure that finally walked into the main hall, he will be shocked, because the "teacher" who is honored in the mouth of the Holy Emperor is also the last person in his life, and he is his grandfather. The nine people who admire the whole world.

"Ugh……"

Looking at the Holy Emperor on the throne of the throne, the Nine Public gave a long sigh of old age.

At that moment, time seemed to flow backwards. He also seemed to return to the long time before he saw the child for the first time. At that time, he also called himself "the teacher."

"Go, you are the proudest student in my life!"

"The teacher is proud of you!"

......

The carriage rumbled through the palace alley, and the atmosphere inside the palace was solemn. When Wang Chong’s carriage drove to the front door, suddenly a loud bell rang in the whole capital:

"clang!"

The bells are solemn, revealing a deep mourning and sadness.

And when I heard the bells, the entire capital, southeast and northwest, whether it was a **** or a princely prince, everyone stopped their movements, approaching a million eyes, all looking towards the direction of the Taiji Temple in the depths of the palace. .

"The Holy Emperor has broken down!-"

At this time, a sharp voice was heard throughout the palace.

At that moment, inside the carriage, Wang Chong was trembled, and he could not stop crying again.

In the capital, countless figures have fallen to the ground, facing the direction of the palace, crying.

Everyone heard it, it was the sound of the death knell!

At this moment, the entire capital was sad.

"boom!"

No one noticed that at the same time as the bell rang, the Jingshi sky, an invisible and colorless skull-shaped mask from the sky above the Taiji Temple, quickly expanded to the entire capital, and finally turned into a huge shield, shrouded the entire capital. stand up.

This squadron, or the small Kyushu enchantment hand-cast by the Holy Emperor, was officially launched after the death of the Holy Emperor.

This is the last gift given by the Holy Emperor to this world.

"what!"

At the same time as the enchantment started, all the screams of the capital, a scream of screams, in a row of towering houses, a black man panicked, afraid of a dog like a funeral, bursting from everywhere And out, rushing to the outside of the city.

These black people are not well-intentioned. I don’t know how long they have been hiding in the capital. At this moment, all the power of the enchantment of Xiao Kyushu is like the ants on the hot pot.

However, no matter how frightened these people are, no matter how they escape, the moment when the small Kyushu enchantment rises, they have already destined their destiny.

Just listening to a scream of screams, a black man filled with endless fears, and under the bombardment of an invisible force, they exploded and turned into dark gray, midair, roof, and alleys. ..., there are black ash everywhere.

"Bastard!"

Outside the capital, outside the high wall, Tai Shi was wearing a black robe with a white mask on his face. The whole person was shivering:

"Li Taiyi, you have to leave this thing when you die, but we are enemies! But even if you protect the capital, the whole Kyushu, how do you guard!"

The wind swayed, and soon began to disappear into the void.

......

At the same time, another place, slaps, the sound of a chain of metal collisions sounded, the sound is heavy, each chain has a weight.

"Hehehe..."

In this mysterious space, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded, and it was initially infamous, but later, it was getting bigger and bigger, like a thunder, and even the emptiness of the void gave birth to countless cracks.

"Li Taiyi, you are still dead!"

"Don't worry, it won't take long, you will see the sky again! After all, no one can be enemies with the whole world!"

......

With this sound, the chain is shaking, and the ancient rune above shoots a golden red light, and in the middle of the chain, a horrible figure laughs loudly. In his body, the energy vibrates as if The tide is general.

That horrible destructive power is enough to eclipse all things, the gods of heaven and earth.

......

Not to mention the movements of the parties, with the sound of another mourning bell ringing in all parts of Kyushu, the news of the sacred emperor's death quickly spread throughout Kyushu, and a white mourning was raised in all parts of China. No hundreds of surnames burst into tears. Huangfu Bai Daixiao.

At this moment, Kyushu is white.

Just as the whole Kyushu was immersed in the sorrow of the Holy Emperor's death, when the capital was full of whiteness, at night, Wang Chong's uncle Wang suddenly appeared in Wang Chong's residence.

His eyes were red and his face was sad. After entering the door, he only said one sentence:

"Chonger, your grandfather is going to die, he wants to see you!!"

"what?!"

In the hall, when he heard this, Wang Chong was shocked and shook his head.

It’s too late to say that Wang Chong rushed out of the house and boarded the carriage with the Emperor Wang Bo, just in the middle of the night, heading for the direction of the Sifang Pavilion.

It was dark all around, but it was brightly lit in the square.

At the gate of the government, all the son-in-laws arrived, the aunt, the cousin Wang Zhuyan, the aunt... All of them cried, crying, red eyes, and sorrow.

Everyone is afraid to disturb the old man inside, and stay at the door.

When Wang Chong opened the carriage door and walked out from the inside, at that moment, Wang Chong only felt that the heart was cold before.

"Little uncle!"

Wang Chong screamed.

At the door of the Sifang Pavilion, everyone gathered together. Xiaoshu Wang B, Aunt, Uncle, Cousin Wang Li, Wang Liang, including the big brother Wang Fu and the second brother Wang Li, including the younger sister Wang Xiaoyao are also here.

In addition, Wang Chong also saw a group of old men, such as Ye Lao and Zhao Lao, who were in the crowd.

When Wang Chong appeared, everyone looked at it, and the heavy, condensed atmosphere was so overwhelming that it was breathless.

"Chong, you are here."

The little uncle Wang took a few steps and walked over. He took Wang Chong’s arms. His eyes were red and swollen, and he obviously cried. There was a deep sorrow in his eyes:

"Your father has already gone in, it will be worse."

"How could this be? I have seen Grandpa before..."

Wang Chongdao.

too suddenly!

The emperor’s death has given the empire a huge impact. He never imagined that at this time, the news of his grandfather would be heard.

"I just received the news!"

Wang Yi shook his head:

"But the palace has just come to the royal doctor, the highest medical doctor in the medical field. He said... the time of the father is not much."

At the end of the day, Wang Yu’s voice choked.

"Deaf!"

At this time, the sound of a wooden door was introduced into the ear, attracting everyone's attention.

Wang Chong and Wang Bui stopped talking, and everyone looked at them.