The Queen had already stood up and stood aside respectfully like a maid.
And the person sitting at the top is none other than Zhenwu Saint.
in front of outsiders.
Even in front of Emperor Wu.
The queens are all aloof and proud women.
However, in front of Zhenwu Saint, she was humble and respectful.
Because she knows it very well.
Everything I have now comes from Zhenwu Saint.
Without the Zhenwu Saint, I would be nothing more than a paper tiger.
So she didn't dare to call her husband directly, but called him sir.
"Sir, you are finally out of isolation. Once you are out of isolation, we will have a backbone."
The queen lowered her head slightly.
The slender and smooth lower jaw looks perfectly streamlined.
"Where's Yu'er?"
Saint Zhenwu spoke calmly, not paying attention to the queen's posture.
He has reached this stage.
Women are already dispensable.
If it weren't for the Queen's special physique that could help him solve hidden dangers in his body, I'm afraid he wouldn't care.
But the queen wanted to hug his thigh tightly.
At this time, he quickly went to pick up the newly-born prince.
one year ago.
She received a message from Zhenwu Saint, asking her to enter a place of retreat.
Naturally, she didn't dare to refuse. After entering, they had fun together for several nights.
So she became pregnant.
"Well, Yu'er's talent is pretty good. He was born with a spirit body. His future achievements will not be weaker than Di Lin's."
Zhenwu Saint hugged Yu'er and finally showed a smile on his face.
He was originally unable to reach the realm of saint.
But because I worshiped my master and got help from him.
Only then did he break into the saint realm.
But there are huge hidden dangers.
Every once in a while, hidden dangers would break out, which would make him miserable and cause great harm to him.
Fortunately he found the queen.
The Queen's constitution is special, and she can continuously cure hidden dangers for him as long as she is in harmony.
Xiao Dilin and the current Yu'er were born under such circumstances.
"Saint, Di Lin's body was destroyed and his soul was captured. You must rescue him."
The queen knelt on the ground with a thud.
Begging the Zhenwu Saint to take action.
She knows it very well.
In fact, there is not much affection between himself and the Zhenwu Saint.
This thigh is not necessarily strong.
However, his son is closely related by blood.
Originally, she poured all her efforts into Xiao Dilin.
But the battle of promises.
All her beliefs were shattered.
"It's too late, I have already sensed that Di Lin's soul has been wiped out."
The Zhenwu Saint shook his head, making the Queen look ashen.
Dead?
Is Di Lin really dead?
Although I had some speculation before, I always held on to a glimmer of hope.
But now...
Hope was dashed.
"Follow me to the imperial study. It's time for the world of Dawu to return to my hands again."
Zhenwu Sage did not stay long.
He handed Yu'er back to the queen, then got up and walked out.
Duke Wei Guo and Wei Zhengxiong followed respectfully.
"Xiao Changfeng, if you kill my son, I will never let you go. Now, let your Majesty pay back some interest first!"
The queen's eyes flashed with resentment, and she hurriedly followed Yu'er in her arms.
She wanted to see Emperor Wu defeated with her own eyes.
Royal study room.
At this time, Emperor Wu was still playing chess with himself.
However, Eunuch Hong was extremely anxious.
"Your Majesty, news just came that a blond man entered Fengyi Palace, followed by Duke Wei Guo and Wei Zhengxiong. He is suspected to be a Zhenwu Saint."
Eunuch Hong spoke again, reminding Emperor Wu.
He knew very well what it meant for the Zhenwu Saint to leave seclusion.
The various methods Emperor Wu has used over the years.
But in the face of absolute power, it is simply not enough.
What kind of secret, what kind of Skynet, what kind of foresight.
As long as there is insufficient power, everything is empty talk.
And the Zhenwu Saint is that unstoppable force.
"What is supposed to come will come eventually. There is no way to escape or avoid it."
Emperor Wu held the white piece in his hand and placed the piece on the chessboard without any hurry or delay, as if he had been mentally prepared for it.
To be precise.
He has been making this mental preparation for thirteen years.
When Xia Chan was taken away and Xiao Changfeng had his bronze sword soul taken away.
He had already begun to prepare mentally.
It was originally according to his plan.
He will only be exposed when he has the ability to fight a Zhenwu Saint.
But plans can't keep up with changes.
The promised battle.
Xiao Changfeng's crisis forced him to take action in advance.
And this exposure can only be carried out forcefully.
So he had already predicted today's situation.
But he didn't intend to surrender.
Even if you are defeated, you cannot retreat.
Ta-ta-ta!
Heavy footsteps sounded.
Soon, Saint Zhenwu came to the imperial study room.
He had blond hair and was handsome. He looked to be in his thirties.
But his actual age is over three hundred years old.
He is the powerful grandfather of Emperor Wu.
"Xiao Yuan, when you see me, why don't you kneel down to greet me?"
Zhenwu Saint didn't even look at Eunuch Hong, but looked directly at Emperor Wu.
His eyes suddenly looked down at Xiao Yuan.
He is Xiao Yuan's imperial uncle and his elder.
It stands to reason that Emperor Wu would naturally kneel down to greet him.
But Emperor Wu did not move, but continued to make moves.
"Xiao Yuan, you are so brave, you don't kneel down when you see the saint!"
Duke Wei scolded him, his eyes widening angrily.
With Zhenwu Saint around, he is no longer afraid of Emperor Wu.
At this moment, it seemed like he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.
"Kneel? I am the Martial Emperor, why should I kneel?"
Emperor Wu sneered.
He glanced at Duke Wei with disdain and immediately dropped the sunspot in his hand.
Snap!
Suddenly, the chessboard was knocked down and turned into two halves, as if cut off by a sharp sword.
The person who took action was none other than Zhenwu Saint.
"Xiao Yuan, it seems that you have already thought about your fate."
The Zhenwu Saint's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and in the air, there seemed to be a sword gleaming through the air.
"Only death."
Emperor Wu didn't care about Zhenwu Saint's actions.
He stood up and looked directly at the Zhenwu Saint, with a look in his eyes like a majestic and unyielding mountain.
"Okay, then I will help you."
Zhenwu Saint nodded, and his aura suddenly surged, covering the entire imperial study room in an instant.
"Tian Yuan!"
Emperor Wu knew that this battle was inevitable.
He also knew that his chances of winning this battle were slim.
But he still chose to fight.
Boom!
Immediately, Emperor Wu's chessboard area spread out.
"Turn back time!"
However, Zhenwu Sage showed disdain and stretched out his hand.
I saw that the rapidly spreading chessboard area shrank again, as if it had returned to its original appearance.
The Imperial Martial Realm and the Great Power Realm both have the power to touch space.
But the Saint Realm has already touched the power of time.
Manipulating time is the most terrifying ability of the Saint Realm.
After a while.
Emperor Wu was defeated.
After all, the difference in strength between the two is too big.
However, to Emperor Wu's surprise, Zhenwu Saint did not kill him.
"Do you know why I don't kill you?"
The Zhenwu Saint's eyes are bright and his voice is like the power of heaven.
Emperor Wu frowned, puzzled.
However, the Zhenwu Saint's next words made his face change drastically.
"I want to use you as a temptation to fish out Xiao Changfeng."
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On the first day of November, news came out of Kyoto.