Lu Yu remembers the intersection with the goddess in front of him, which belongs to Emperor Taigan.

But Lu Yu is not Zhao Tianyin after all. Although he has accepted his past life and his origin, he does not allow this life to be erased.

As he said, Zhao Tianyin is Zhao Tianyin, not him Lu Yu.

"Are you talking to me?"

Lu Yu looked at the goddess Cold Moon, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, a grand, powerful and sharp aura burst out instantly.

The golden dragon of luck rose into the sky and roared at the girl Hanyue. At this moment, the world and the wildernesses were trembling at it. All living beings in this heaven seemed to surrender to Lu Yu's feet.

The terrifying pressure swept across the world, as if it was the wrath of the master who controlled the people.

Everyone was in a state of misery. They suddenly felt that the pressure on their bodies had increased by hundreds of times, which could no longer allow them to not kneel down. Many people had already developed a fear of Lu Yu.

"You..." Goddess Han Yue couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face a little pale.

All the concubines of the late emperor changed their faces in a flash.

They seemed to have seen the former Taigan Emperor in the world, with vast imperial power and thunderous voices, as if they could even pick the stars in the sky in the next moment.

Many concubines suddenly had the urge to kneel down, just like ants who saw tigers and leopards, and they could not be afraid.

"Rareless! Your Majesty is ahead, you won't come forward to salute!" Zhao Gao suddenly shouted loudly.

All the concubines were excited, especially when they saw Zhao Gao, the former personal eunuch of the late emperor, who now recommended a stranger like Lu Yu to ascend to the dragon throne, which was a bit unexpected.

Zhao Gao suddenly stood up and shouted: "The concubines come forward to salute. Even if you have left the palace, don't forget the court's etiquette!"

All the concubines of the late emperor stood still.

What they clearly sensed was Zhao Tianyin's breath.

But sitting on the dragon throne was clearly a strange young man.

Mi Fei looked at Lu Yu, who was entrenched by the golden dragon on the nine-story platform, and suddenly felt a sense of trance.

Once upon a time, the late emperor was so majestic and radiant.

"well--"

Mi Fei sighed and bowed: "Greetings to Your Majesty!"

With Mi Fei, the other concubines looked at each other and finally saluted Lu Yu: "Greetings to Your Majesty!"

Goddess Han Yue showed unwillingness on her face, but she could not resist the vast imperial power and lowered her arrogant head.

Everyone was shocked by this scene. The late emperor and the concubines were so proud that they bowed to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu sat on the dragon throne, exuding a terrifying aura. His eyes seemed to see through everything in this world. No matter what method it was, it was futile in Lu Yu's hands.

"The past is with the wind... Zhao Tianyin has passed away, you don't need to be persistent." Lu Yu sighed.

Many concubines of the late emperor showed a look of sadness on their faces.

The body of the goddess Cold Moon trembled, like a child who had lost his beloved, crying loudly.

"Lu Yu, what was going on with the previous wisp of the aura of the late emperor?" asked Mi Fei.

Lu Yu looked at Mi Fei and said lightly: "Zhen Mi, are you questioning me?"

Boom!

For a moment, Mi Fei felt like a whirlpool appeared in front of her.

Even though she is a high-level god, she is in this vortex and feels like falling into an abyss, even a little heavy in the head and feet, causing a lot of fainting.

The next moment, Mi Fei woke up, and a layer of cold sweat had already oozed out of her fair forehead.
Chapter completed!