Chapter 213: Emperor Willing Martial Arts!

Bang!

Wang Ce was moved and jumped over from the bed, rolled and crawled out. He saw the fireworks explode and blooming.

"Is it done? Or a thousand!" Wang Ce tried hard to identify.

This is clearly a firework signal. Who is it? Is it the emperor who can't wait to let me run away? This is unreasonable. The emperor clearly plays the card of family affection, so he must have to celebrate the Lantern Festival before he let me go.

Wang Ce dared to fall into the trap, but he was probably right. The emperor not only would not take his life, but would also try to find opportunities to let him escape.

Otherwise, if you really think that he is mainly for the sake of his subordinates, then he will be inferior, and that is the secondary among the minorities.

Not the emperor! It must not.

Wang Ce took his chin and thoughtful, and suddenly shivered and lost his voice: "No, is it him?" Old Gu's accomplice who still seems mysterious in the inside line of the two yamen. Could it be him?

Wang Ce gasped: "This time it's a bad dish! If it's Lao Gu's accomplice, that means...this signal is!"

Lao Gu's explanation in the letter suddenly came to his mind. Lao Gu's explanation was that unless it was absolutely necessary and there was no way out, it would be better not to use it unless it was necessary.

However, I know I'm safe and the emperor will let me go. However, that uncle Wujian probably didn't know. Wang Ce was so angry that Wuming's karma was in a hurry. Wouldn't he ruin some of his plans this time?

This signal came too early, too early.

Although Wang Ce has found many answers after being arrested this time, he still has many doubts that need to be drawn from the emperor.

For example, the emperor used the Baihuang Emperor to set up a set and the Martial God scroll to set up a set. Who would he want to set up a set? Wang Ce vaguely felt that the emperor attached more importance to this unknown force, and even felt that the emperor was eager to eliminate **.

For example, why did the emperor devote himself to him and what would happen after taking his blood?

To put it bluntly, it is very simple. Wang Ce ran away, and on the one hand, he tried to really run away. If he couldn't, it could also ignite the emperor's sense of urgency.

As long as he, Wang Ce, could make the emperor feel, Wang Ce would jump out of the emperor's palm and disappear at any time. What the emperor had to do, and as long as he did things, he would definitely leak something.

Seeing that the goal was to reach more than half, the remaining few keys were suddenly caused by the sudden firework signal.

Let me ask, how can Wang Ce not be confused! It’s like a man is about to tremble when he sees love and is kicked away by someone under him. That feeling... The sorrow of a man is nothing more than this. You know.

However, the signal was released. The only thing Wang Ce could do was pray. Never be the signal of Uncle Wujian!

"His Majesty!"

Old Wang's calm voice rang out, and the emperor coughed gently and walked out quickly: "I know."

The fireworks were particularly eye-catching in the dark sky, particularly gorgeous, and even more dazzling... The emperor calmed down his breath, let out a light breath, and a violent cough broke out: "Old Wang, I suddenly felt very uneasy. Very uneasy."

The old eunuch Wang said respectfully: "Your Majesty is at ease. This is not what Wang Ce does. Although he sprinkled spices on the Martial God Scroll, he could not hide it from the old slave."

"I know that he wants to steal the Martial God Scroll." The emperor looked up and stared at the colorful light in the sky, and his eyes seemed to be reflected with strange light: "Or, he doesn't believe that the real Martial God Scroll copied that day."

"Or, he learned from someone somewhere that there was a secret hidden in the Martial God Book. A secret that I, the emperors of the Northern Tang Dynasty, have not been able to figure it out for many years and have not been able to unravel it."

The emperor's face was gloomy, and a faint ray of indifference rippled in his eyes: "He gave me the copy, just to find out where the authentic martial arts scroll was hidden. I just let him know, so what."

"Can he be able to take it away from my forbidden palace!" This is the emperor's confidence.

The Martial God Volume is divided into three volumes, each volume has a big secret. This is not a great secret for some people, and some people always know it.

The fireworks formed the word "thousand", and the emperor suddenly jumped for no reason!

A strong sense of uneasiness surged into my heart, and the emperor burst into coughing and said decisively: "Old Wang, go and bring that child here."

After a pause, he hesitated: "I always feel that this seems to be related to him."

"Send orders to Nanya to send someone to investigate and search to find out who sent the signal!"

The old eunuch Wang paused and bowed, "Your Majesty, Zhu Xiangru and others went to the northwest to search for Wang Ce's people, they would not be able to arrive in the capital tomorrow. I'm afraid it's because of insufficient manpower."

"Let Lossey send someone to assist in the search."

The emperor stared at the word "Qian" that was about to dissipate and expressed anxiety: "Qian?"

"thousand?"

The man in black was somewhere, leaving quickly, while looking up at the sky, wondering: "Qian!" Suddenly, he shivered and looked pale: "Is it that person?"

"How could Lao Gu invite that person?"

There is never a shortage of customers at the intersection.

This happened to be outside the Nanya Courtyard. Boss Ji's tea shop is just right. There are always spies who stay up late to come out to drink tea and have some late supper. Since the New Year's Eve, the house has been repaired.

Today is the 14th day of the first lunar month, and there will be another holiday tomorrow. In addition, many people went to the northwest to search for Wang Ce. After the work in the Nanya was divided, many people stayed up late to work overtime. When they were tired and hungry, they came out to eat something and came to a pot of tea to warm up their bodies.

Several spies gathered together, and had a bite of snacks, while teasing the busy boss: "Boss Ji, you are more tough than us, and you are probably making a lot of money."

Boss Ji smiled: "What money is making, just be happy."

After some greetings and teasing, a firework bloomed in the night sky. The spies from the South Ya ran out like rabbits, feeling at ease and entangled: "It's not our signal, nor is it from the North Ya. Is something wrong again?"

"Do you still want to live a life?" The spies complained that tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Who doesn't want to go home to accompany your wife and children? Who wants to work overtime? People are not perverts, who is happy to work overtime?

Boss Ji narrowed his eyes, looked at the fireworks in the night sky, and shook his head helplessly: "It's really a happy life for no one to live. I wanted to roll three times in the world, but I didn't think so, hey! That kid never had any good things."

The secret agents of the Nanya were immediately happy: "Boss Ji, you are quite as handsome as our Nanya."

Boss Ji laughed and said, "This firework signal is for me." The spies were surprised and surprised.

"Qian. I've been waiting for this signal for a while. I know that if I get married with this kid, I will definitely be life-threatening."

Boss Ji smiled casually, took off his apron, and went to the palace leisurely!

"Boss Ji, it's not easy to joke about such things." The spies held some hope and still vigilantly pulled out their weapons to surround Boss Ji.

"It's not a joke." Boss Ji's expression was light and he walked around. His temperament changed and increased. After three steps, he actually gave people a momentum that could not be seen directly.

The spy who stood in front of him was shocked to find that his body seemed to be pushed by some force, and he pushed him and his companions aside as if he was cracking the sea.

This Boss Ji, who has an ordinary temperament, has changed his temperament step by step, and even his slightly old-fashioned face faded in an instant, and his gray hair turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The seemingly relaxed body actually returned to youth, and her body made a sound like a bean, becoming taller, and became a majestic middle-aged man full of oppression.

In just three or five steps, Boss Ji transformed from an ordinary tea shop old man, clearly filled with a suffocating pressure, and a unique charm that you cannot describe.

"Who is it!" Such a surging momentum immediately alarmed the Wu Zun of the Nanya and flew over.

Boss Ji's breath moved, his long hair danced wildly. When he looked back, the Wu Zun was shocked by this look and fell to the earth like a meteor.

Then, Boss Ji smiled faintly, and then he moved his legs and disappeared, as if he had broken through the void!

The Wu Zun's heart was almost about to jump out of his throat. He jumped up in a mess, staring at the disappearance with his legs weak, and circling his throat for a long time with a word, finally blurting out his mouth!

"Wudi of Will!"

A group of spies were dizzy and had no blood on their faces! The owner of the tea shop who was almost always called to drink every day was the legendary Emperor of Martial Arts!

Will Martial Emperor!

In front of the palace.

Boss Ji seemed to break out of the void, jumped in front of the palace, and rushed into the house as if no one was around. At first glance, the guards were shocked to find that all their fighting spirit was dismantled at this moment.

He really was the leader in the interior and entered the palace. Boss Ji looked light and was clearly full of arrogance and confidence, but he didn't take the Northern Tang Palace seriously.

The Imperial Guards I saw along the way couldn't even shout out. Because Boss Ji glanced over at a glance, everyone's fighting spirit immediately collapsed. What was even more unbearable than the martial master before was that he almost collapsed on the ground.

If Wang Ce saw Boss Ji's majestic aura of looking down on the world, he would know why the Southern Ya offended Emperor Wu and forced the Northern Tang Emperor to apologize.

A boss Ji broke into the Northern Tang Palace alone with bare hands, as easy as going to an amusement park. Almost no one could stop him along the way, which was terrifying.

"Hmm?" Boss Ji suddenly looked sideways and a faint smile bloomed.

"He Fang, Master, trespassed into my Northern Tang Dynasty! Please stay!"

The former Grand Governor Cao and today's Grand Sect seemed to have broken through the air. The breath exploded in an instant, and a surging sword energy swept over the sky. Judging from this posture, it was clearly about to destroy the palace.

Boss Ji smiled and said slowly: "Fight with me? You have been going back to practice for a hundred and eighty years and then fight again. You are not good today!"

Boss Ji's understatement punch seemed to be as if a trace of smoke and dust was not contaminated, but it was just an extremely ordinary punch. In an instant, the halo rippled, and it actually disappeared like a black hole.

The power of a punch actually made Cao Wuzong unable to avoid it. He let out a muffled groan and blew blood and flew hundreds of meters.
Chapter completed!