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Chapter 137 The Great Tang Heaven

In mid-air, Xiao Nuan looked at Wang Shuo next to him, still in a dazed state.

Wan Xin was a princess, who was conferred by the empress herself, but Wang Shuo didn't care at all and killed her as soon as he asked.

Isn't the marshal really afraid of the empress's wrath? Even General Feng Ningwu will treat Princess Wanxin with courtesy, right? The result is like this, he was thrown into the wolves by the marshal, I'm afraid now

There are no bones left.

After Wan Xin was killed by a pack of wolves, a faint blue oil lamp suddenly went out in the empress's palace.

Above this oil lamp, there is a wooden sign hanging impressively, with two words "Wan Xin" in the wooden sign.

The empress, who had her eyes closed, opened her eyes at the moment when the oil lamp went out. She looked at the oil lamp with a wisp of white smoke coming out, her face became gloomy, and she said coldly: "Wan Xin... Is this dead? This

Wang Shuo, you are so brave. I will kill the princess who I personally canonized! He defeated the four heavenly kings, do you really think that I can't do anything to him?"

An angry look appeared on the empress's face, and she became more and more gloomy. Since she became the empress and stabilized her political power, when had she ever been so angry? Thinking of this, she finally pulled down a bell beside her bed!

The crisp sound of "dang-dang-dang" echoed in the palace.

The surrounding walls shrank into invisible gaps. An old woman walked out of the darkness. Accompanying the old woman, there were a group of women wearing light red phoenix armor.

"Empress!" After Feng Po came out, she knelt down to salute, and then glanced at the phoenix bell next to her. This phoenix bell had not been pulled by the imperial family for three generations. It had been idle for such a long time, and finally it was pulled by someone.

"Wan Xin...is dead." The empress' voice became colder.

"Dead, dead? Didn't she go to find Wang Shuo? Could it be that Wang Shuo..." Feng Po said in surprise.

The empress said, "Yes, I didn't expect that this Wang Shuo could be so ruthless."

"This... Your Majesty, you are pulling Fengling, isn't it to deal with this Wang Shuo? Winning the favor is just a means for you, and you will die if you die, so why go to war? If it is just for a gamble, the price will be too high.

." Although Granny Feng is the leader of Fengmen and should obey orders, she still needs to remind the empress.

If the empress insisted on doing this, she would have no choice but to take action.

But the empress' face changed, flickering between bright and dark, and she was extremely struggling inside.

I can't swallow this breath, but I don't want to really get into trouble with Wang Shuo.

After a while, the empress seemed to have figured out something and exhaled: "Forget it, Fengmen is my last trump card. If I use it just for anger, I am no longer worthy of being the empress. You go down."

Granny Feng nodded happily. This empress, who ascended the throne at the age of sixteen and relied on the support of the Four Heavenly Kings and Fengmen along the way, has finally grown up after thousands of years.

After all, a moment of anger is not the fault of an emperor.

As Granny Feng led many women from Fengmen to retreat, the Empress was the only one left in the room. She lay on the couch, closed her eyes, and stopped talking...



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The station of the Tianhe navy.

Wang Shuo sat in front of the door and waited most of the night.

After killing Wan Xin, it stands to reason that the empress should come to him to cause trouble, but it was almost dawn and the empress still did not appear.

The entire heaven was extremely silent in the night.

Only Xiao Nuan, sitting next to him, blinked his big eyes and yawned.

"Okay, you go back and rest." Wang Shuo motioned for Xiao Nuan to leave, and he walked into the room. Xiao Nuan nodded. After Wang Shuo entered, he didn't give any instructions for a while, and then he responded.

Returned to his residence.

At dawn the next day, Wang Shuo got up, said goodbye to Feng Ningwu, then went to see Xiao Nuan and Xiao Xi, and then flew out of the heaven.

Passing by the depths of the desolate mountains, Wang Shuo stopped and looked at Wan Xin, who had been thrown away last night. There was only one skeleton left, which had been bitten by wolves.

Wang Shuo didn't have too much sympathy for this woman who had done something wrong, but continued to go east.

In the Tang Dynasty, I wonder if the remnant soul on the big bell of Lei Temple that day has any clues about his apprentice.

After entering the Chaos Orb for so long, Wang Shuo also gradually understood that the time in this world has been too long. Even the period of the first generation empress of Heaven can be called ancient times.

So when did my disciples just leave the village? At that time, even the fragments of the world were probably not merged with the Chaos Bead, and there were dark cracks everywhere.

Along the road heading east, Wang Shuo was traveling very quickly.

It took half a year to fly, and this place was wider than he imagined. By the time he arrived at the Tang Paradise, it was already winter.

Heavy snow fell sparsely, covering it with a layer of white.

The white snow, along with the extremely cold wind, made the mortals walking on the road shiver.

Wang Shuo landed in front of a glorious city gate and stopped. Many people in the Tang Dynasty were just ordinary basic monks. Even people with cultivation levels such as Jindan and Yuanying were rarely seen.

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However, the population is huge. Just within the scope of this city, the population is probably comparable to that of the entire Heaven.

As he went deeper into the city, the cultivation of the people inside gradually became stronger. He could already see some monks at the immortal level, and there were also very few mortals. Looking around, the ones with the lowest cultivation were also Nascent Souls.

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The outside and the inside form two sharp contrasts.

Wang Shuo could see from a distance that in the center of the city, a tall round tower stood on the left side of the palace, as spectacular as a pillar reaching into the clouds.

Wang Shuo followed the plan and went directly to the door of the palace. Before he could get close, he was stopped by the guard at the door: "The palace is a forbidden area, no one can enter!"

"I want to see the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty." Wang Shuo took out the Tianhe Navy Marshal's token and handed it to the guard.

The guard took it and looked at it, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I'll go in and let you know, your Excellency, wait a moment."

Wang Shuo nodded and watched the guards leave.

In the study room in the inner courtyard of the palace, a majestic man, wearing a golden dragon and yellow robe, sat in front of a desk, correcting memorials.

Below, a middle-aged man in a python robe who somewhat resembles the emperor is sitting on a chair, seemingly waiting for something.

There were several generals standing beside him, and the only sound in the room was the sound of the emperor in golden dragon and yellow robes, flipping through papers.

Until there was a knock on the door outside, the guard whispered: "Your Majesty, there is a person coming from outside the palace, holding the Tianting Tianhe Navy Marshal's token, saying that he wants to see your Majesty."

"Oh?" The man in the golden dragon and yellow robe frowned, wondering why the people in Heaven asked to see him? But Heaven and the Tang Dynasty had good relations, so it would be okay to meet him once, so he nodded and said: "Let him come in."

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