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Chapter 99 Kowloon wins!

The five special missions of the Goddess of Luck are interlocking and achieve a variety of purposes.

It seems to be accidental, but it is actually inevitable.

Cao Cao's character weaknesses were clearly calculated by her. No, it cannot be said to be a character weakness, but the bitter fruit that had been planted long ago finally came true.

Cao Cao originally had the corresponding five-star evil rat holy soul: I would rather betray others than others betray me!

This was the result of him having people erase the history of the Xia family. At that time, he was not sure whether it was the right thing to do. But now after killing Zhao Yu, this bad rat holy spirit has advanced!

In addition, there were many unlucky factors in Zhao Yu's death. If it weren't for Xia Yi who happened to be tracking down Tang Bi when Cao Cao investigated clearly, and if it wasn't for the fact that he was not in the camp when Cao Cao was looking for Zhao Yu, but instead came to Duo'er, Xia Yi

can save his life.

And bad luck, bad luck, is also inevitable in the layout of the goddess of luck!

"A nine-star god personally planned and calculated that we have implicated you. It's not unfair, right?"

The orbital shadow disappeared, Xia Yi's body entered the room, whispered to Zhao Yu, and the power of the holy soul surged to construct an ice coffin out of nothing.

This is the sorrow of the weak, and what is even sadder than Zhao Yu is the eldest prince Zhao Chen who was involved for no reason. He was killed by Cao Cao because the interrogation process was not harmonious. It was not even like Zhao Yu who had Zhang Duoer and Xia

Wing cares about his life and death.

Die quietly.

Which innocent dead person can not be unjust? Xia Yi put Zhao Yu in an ice coffin.

The choked Zhang Duoer paused, feeling as if he had heard of this kind of plot before, and said in surprise: "Senior, can you... still save him?"

Xia Yi glanced at her and shook his head: "His body has to be transported back to Zheng. The journey is not close. At least we must ensure that his body does not rot on the road.

Resurrecting the dead is an extremely unrealistic thing. If a king leaves a relatively complete three souls in the world after death, there may be a way to save them in the future. And Zhao Yu... When I entered the room, I had already captured

Without even a trace of his soul, there is no possibility of saving him."

Zhang Duoer nodded disappointedly.

Xia Yi added: "You players can work together and give it a try to see if you can create a special holy soul... Don't have high hopes. I will freeze Zhao Yu for a year first."

Zhang Duoer hummed.

Players who have revived holy souls have tried to develop them for a long time, but they have not succeeded in any of them. She actually has no confidence at all.

But it is a kind of psychological comfort after all.

After doing this, Xia Yi looked at Cao Cao.

Cao Cao also looked at Xia Yi, some complex regrets had settled in his heart, and his expression returned to indifference.

Xia Yi said: "Just take care of yourself. With your strength, what you have to face, and your character's weaknesses, the Evil Rat Holy Spirit will be fatal."

Cao Cao was silent for a long time, bowed deeply, and said hoarsely: "Cao Cao, thank you for your teaching!"

"Do you still listen to me?"

"Of course, Teacher Xia Yi."

"Have you ever thought about how to deal with the aftermath?"

"Zheng Jun has a young general named Zheng Jie."

Xia Yi said: "You are not allowed to slander the deceased."

"I understand, teacher."



"Wei Taizu mistakenly believed that King Zheng Zhao Yu was dissatisfied with the results of the virtual war and was secretly plotting evil, so he impulsively killed him." This news caused a shocking uproar in the Zheng camp!

The sergeants were filled with indignation and extremely angry.

But it quickly subsided after Cao Cao cut off his long hair and activated the cutting of hair to replace the sacred soul.

This kind of holy soul seems to be born to deal with this kind of thing. Under the influence of the holy soul, most of the soldiers 'forgave' Cao Cao's impulse.

This is also the reason why Cao Cao dared to kill Zhao Yu directly without worrying about Zheng Jun's mutiny.

As for the news being sent back to the State of Zheng, it must have been settled by then. At best, there were some obstacles in the management of the territory of the State of Zheng. Under the general trend, it would not cause too much trouble.

Moreover, among the remaining sergeants of Zheng Guo, there is another person with suitable status who can replace Zhao Yu.

It was exactly what Cao Cao said, the young general with the pseudonym Zheng Jie! He was the fifth brother of Zhao Yu and the original fifth prince, Zhao Jie! He was also the leader of the rebellion when Zhao Yu took over the Zheng Palace and led the crowd!

The kind-hearted Zhao Yu did not do anything to Zhao Jie, but instead recruited a group of brothers who resisted him into the army and formed the Prince's Army.

After experiencing the initial reluctance to resist, some princes gave up on seizing the throne and behaved honestly to please Zhao Yu. Some princes worked hard but lacked talent. Only Zhao Jie, who now had a five-star cultivation level, participated in the virtual war.

Of course, with a five-star cultivation level, he was just a small splash in the virtual war and could not change the situation of the battle anywhere.

But being the King of Dai Zheng is perfect.

Of course, Zhao Yu's death was not revealed so easily. King Jin Qi and others questioned him, Yue Ming, who had taken King Zheng's seal, questioned him. Song Ci also expressed dissatisfaction on behalf of all the kings of King Zheng in the Seven Souls Realm.

To them, Cao Cao naturally explained all the causes and consequences, and explained the holy soul of a thief in Zhao Yu. To many people, Zhao Yu was just an ordinary ordinary person with the identity of Prince Zheng. Cao Cao

It's not just random killing, that's enough. For other people, their opinions can't change anything.

The festival is still in preparation.

Time flies and six days have passed.



Another world.

The shaking earth gradually stabilized, and the corners of the green square bricks were inlaid with the soil.

The clone of the Monkey Demon God leaned on a stick and looked up at the extremely majestic and huge palace with several mountains and rivers in front of him, his eyes filled with wonder.

"How on earth could such a huge palace be hidden in another space underground?"

"The accumulation before Ying Zheng's death was enough to form a second star in reverse." A misty female voice echoed in his ears, "I just don't dare."

"Don't you dare?" the clone of the Monkey Demon God asked.

"After the practice rules are changed, seven stars is the limit. When a monk forms the eighth star, it means that he is no longer an individual under the Holy Soul Continent and is not under the care of Father God. I can take action directly."

The fake monkey made a sound and said with a smile: "Goddess, you seem to be in a good mood recently. Are you finally going to wake up? Can you even explain these things to me?"

Lady Luck didn't answer.

The fake monkey didn't care, and said: "Everything that needs to be confirmed has been confirmed. There are a total of nine fake mausoleums. After all are destroyed, the real mausoleum of the First Emperor will slowly emerge, which will take about a month. What should I do now? Go in and take a look.

Tan? There is no Ying Zheng in your fictional world, right?"

"Of course not." The misty female voice echoed again: "You can prepare to return to the real Holy Soul Continent."

"Wow, are you going? It feels like it's very dangerous there now. Cao Cao is about to brand the Seven-Star Holy Soul. Xia Yi and I may not be a match. After all, I'm just a clone." Fake Monkey said: "Won't you give me some help?

?Do you have other plans? I'm afraid I can't do it alone."

"I'm prepared." Goddess of Luck said softly: "You only need to pay attention to one thing. In the month after the nine fake tombs were destroyed and the real tombs emerged, whether Ying Zheng will take the opportunity to escape."

"The goddess is wise." The fake monkey praised decisively: "I also feel that it is not right to have the whole world know for a month. What is this called? Well, Mingxiu Plank Road..."

"Secretly save Chencang." The goddess of luck spoke very briskly, not like a goddess who has lived for tens of thousands of years, but like a young girl.

The fake monkey said: "Haha, it seems that you are not in a generally good mood."

"Oh, go and rest, tomorrow..."

The fake monkey paused, then bent his hand into the shape of a loudspeaker and put it next to his ear, "What's going on tomorrow? Send me to the Holy Soul Continent? Hello? Hello? Goddess, are you still here? How can you speak half of your words??"

"It's offline again. Why is the network so bad?" Fake Monkey's tone was strange, and there was a trace of thought on the monkey's face. Is there something wrong?



Holy Soul Continent, Dawei, Luoyang.

In the palace.

Cao Cao, served by his palace maids, wore a special nine-clawed golden dragon robe.

Taking nine claws instead of seven claws caused many people to be confused. Taichang Qing and other Wei officials expressed their opposition many times, but in the end they could not disobey Cao Cao.

"Is everyone here?" Cao Cao was wearing an imperial crown with nine strings of beads on his head.

"Back to Taizu, King Qi and King Wu have already entered the palace, and the other kings should be on the way." Cao Zheng said, waiting at the door.

"Where's Teacher Xia Yi?"

"Senior Xia Yi... said that he can just watch from outside the palace and does not need to enter the palace."

Cao Cao was silent for a moment, lifted up his dragon robe, walked out with his head held high, "Go to the altar!"



Outside the palace, King Zheng temporarily resides in his mansion.

"Your Majesty... Wei soldiers are here to urge us. It's time for us to set off." Yue Ming knocked on the door.

Zhao Jie, who had changed into a suit to serve King Zheng, smiled sarcastically when he heard this: "Your Majesty? Senior Yue Ming, your words really make Zhao Jie flattered."

Yue Ming was speechless and silent.

Zhao Jie shook his clothes and said: "This king, I have always dreamed of! Even if I lose to Zhao Yu, even if I am imprisoned in the army, I, Zhao Jie, have never given up my position as King Zheng!"

But now that I have become King Zheng, I have to surrender to the Wei Dynasty as Zhao Yu’s replacement and surrender. How ridiculous!”

Yue Ming sighed softly: "The general trend has driven us to this point. Not even Senior Xia Yi or even the kings of the Seven Soul Realm can stop Wei Taizu from ascending the throne. How can you and I disobey?"

"Your gun is bent." Zhao Jie shook his head slightly and said with deep meaning: "Let Wei Zu wait for a while, I have to straighten it out."

Yue Ming looked complicated, nodded and retreated.

Zhao Jie stood there for two seconds, his right hand tremblingly touching the sword at his waist. When that hand finally touched the hilt, he suddenly calmed down.

He murmured softly: "The second brother lost the Zheng State and died. Why should I be the 'king of the country'? Oh, if I die, who will Wei Taizu find to represent the Zheng State? The ninth brother?"

The old nine are still in Zheng State! Festival? What a joke!"

With a cry, the long sword was unsheathed!



Near the Royal City, inn window.

Xia Yi looked towards the palace in the distance.

Later, Xiaoxian and Chen Guang lined up on the left and right, waiting for the moment when the ceremony would begin.

At this moment, Xia Yi's hand holding the window frame suddenly tightened, and the window edge cracked with a click!

"teacher?"

Xia Yi didn't answer, with a surprised look on his face. He closed his eyes tightly. In the sea of ​​three souls, a star suddenly emitted a dazzling light!

The light reflected around him and gradually stretched behind him, forming a table, a chair and a young man!

The young man is him, writing at his desk!

On the white paper, there was a four-word title: "Kowloon Seizes the Heir"!


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