Tyrant: In the past life, the heroines broke down in tears

“Brother, I don’t want your luck…”

In the book of River Tulo, the little witch burst into tears.

She flatly refused.

My brother has already given too much for her.

So much that she couldn’t pay it back.

“Isn’t it normal for a father to leave his property to his children?” A smile squeezed out of Xu Hao’s old face.

“I don’t want, I don’t want….”

The little witch refused again and again.

“Don’t be capricious anymore, you have grown up, you must protect the good Terran for me, the torch of the Terran race, to be passed on from generation to generation, for thousands of generations…”

“I believe that one day, the gods will pass away, and the Terrans will continue on this land, which is my lifelong wish.”

Xu Hao began the “transshipment” ceremony.

He gave the qi to the little witch and extended her life again.

“Dang~~~”

A crisp voice sounded.

The Human Emperor Sword fell to the ground, as if to herald the end of Xu Hao’s fate.

“Old friend, no luck, even you are leaving?”

Xu Hao looked at the human imperial sword that fell to the ground and showed a bitter smile.

“Brother…”

The little witch was about to step forward, but was stopped by Xu Hao.

He walked lonely to the throne, struggled to hold the human imperial sword in his hand, and then slowly closed his eyes.

“Brother?”

The little witch asked softly.

For a long time….

She didn’t wait for a response.

The little witch seemed to know something, and she burst into tears.

Her father, her brother, her king has passed away…

“The king has fallen…”

The little witch was blind and passed the news to the minister who had been waiting outside the palace for a long time.

“Wang…..”

In a few moments, countless ministers rushed into the hall.

They fell to their knees, losing their voices in pain.

This immortal great sage king, after sheltering the Terran race for hundreds of years, finally went to fall!

In this world, the only thing that can conquer him is death.

The immortal king, gone.

“King, I’m coming with you.”

A fierce minister drew his sword and killed himself.

A moment later,

Another minister slammed headlong into the pillar.

Between the electric light and flint, countless ministers had followed their Hao Emperor.

Blood, stained the palace red.

When this news came out, the world was grieved.

“The king has fallen…”

On this day, countless people spontaneously came outside the palace.

They were crawling on the ground, crying in grief.

This day…

The Terrans mourned the whole world.

The people of the Terrans know that the immortal king who has sheltered the Terrans for hundreds of years has come to the end of his life.

Families hung white aya and sang long-ago folk songs.

This is the story of Haohuang’s journey along the way.

Hundreds of years ago…

The Terrans are weak, and Emperor Hao seeks the way for the Terrans.

Along the way, he conquered the ancient gods who had troubled the Terrans, established a splendid Terran civilization in this heaven and earth, and won a place for the Terrans.

The prestige of the Hao Emperor…………

Even the gods can’t compare.

Now, Emperor Hao is gone.

The patron saint of the Terrans is gone forever.

“King, I have followed you.”

In a few moments, one of the guards drew his sword and killed himself, and blood was spilled on the stone bricks.

“Wang, we’re here too.”

A moment later, three thousand warriors killed themselves, and blood stained the outside of the palace.

“I request a martyrdom with Emperor Hao.”

Countless civilians wept bitterly.

They picked up the long swords on the ground and began to martyr the great Hao Emperor one after another.

“We request, martyrdom for Emperor Hao.”

After the warrior killed himself, it was the turn of countless civilians.

Among them, there are countless people, and they have never had the privilege of seeing Hao Huang in their lives…

But they still chose to be martyred.

Follow Hao Huang.

On this day, the world is grieving.

The Terrans fell into unspeakable sadness, which made the Celestial God also cry.

Not often….

The little witch came outside the palace.

Looking at the blood in one place, looking at the corpses in one place, her body trembled.

She also wanted to follow Hao Huang like them.

But she couldn’t.

She still has a mission.

The mission her brother gave her.

“The subjects of the world obey orders.”

The little witch took out the edict and held it high.

The subjects knelt on the ground and listened to Emperor Hao’s last words.

The little witch unfolded the edict and said slowly: “Emperor Hao’s words: I have heard the birth of all things under the world, and there is no death.” The reason of the deceased heaven and earth, the natural one of things, how can he mourn? ”

“Now, when I pass away, it is the nature of things, and the subjects of the world do not need to grieve, such as letting the subjects serve for a long time to mourn and weep, suffering the hardships of cold winter and heat, making the subjects of the world sad and sad, and making the old people weep and sad, this is precisely aggravating my loss of virtue, so how can I be worthy of the people of the world?”

“I tell the subjects of the world: From the day of the promulgation of the edict, everything should be simple, only three days of mourning, after which all of them should change their mourning clothes and must not be disobeyed.”

“Wang…..”

After the edict was read, countless subjects were overwhelmed with grief.

They fell to the ground, crying bitterly.

The little witch put away her edict, and her mood fell into infinite grief.

Thundered!

At this moment, the sky was lightning and thunderous.

“It’s snowing….”

The little witch slowly raised her head.

In this July hot weather, it actually snowed.

For a while, the subjects outside the palace were even more grieving.

On this land…

People look up at the sky.

In addition to the snow, the sky was golden, as if the heavens were showing the merits of Emperor Hao.

Emperor Hao’s great feats were recognized by the heavens.

The Terran subjects burst into tears.

This is a sad song.

It is also a hymn to Emperor Hao!

The Terrans were grieving and weeping.

Hao Huang has finally passed away, and how the days of the Terrans will be spent in the future, no one knows.

“The Emperor of Ren” records a moment of grief for the Terrans in this history:

In the 166th year of the Terran calendar, the Hao Emperor, who had sheltered the Terrans for three hundred years, came to the end of his life, the fire flowed in July, the sky fell heavy snow, the golden sky covered the earth, and the heavens sent miracles to see it off, and the Terrans grieved the world.

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