"I had known... that he would do this. My brothers, seeing me seriously ill and knowing that there is no cure for me, would definitely come out and compete with me for the world just like they did twenty years ago... Ahem...
Is it possible that after living a long time, I still can’t compete quickly?
Are you going to die?! Cough cough...cough cough..." The whole palace was filled with the bitter smell of medicine residue, as well as the scent of sandalwood medicine. The cigarettes seemed to be connected into a line and floated into the bed tent.
Just to let His Majesty the Emperor inside take another breath.
In the eyes of the world, Li Wen, the former literary emperor of the Jin Dynasty, came to the world like a real dragon emperor, calmed down the troubled times, established the Jin Dynasty, led the world to overthrow the entire Southern Tang Dynasty, promoted water conservancy, promoted laws, and established a prosperous age.
Even such a person would be bedridden one day. After twenty years, Emperor Wen Li Wen's head was covered with snow-white hair, like a commoner with a tall figure curled up on the bed. The struggling expression on his face seemed to
While enduring great pain, Emperor Wen on the bed used all his strength to make the bamboo slips in his hand beep.
Ring, this is the memorial that King Xiang Li Zhu sent before he sent troops. When it was delivered to the emperor at full speed, just one month had passed, and the heads of the four vassal kings had already been chopped off. Li Zhu, who had annexed the four vassal kings,
Congratulations, King Xiang's fiefdom has the feeling of being separated from the capital by a river, and its territory already covers half of the Jin Dynasty!
"Your Majesty, don't be angry, take care of the dragon body!" Eunuch Sun said hurriedly on the side, his voice was so soft that it made people feel harsh. He hurriedly dropped the fly whisk in his sleeve, helped Emperor Wen to lift himself up as much as possible, and half sat down
in the account.
"Eunuch Sun, no one can force me until I reach this point. I am the emperor, and no one can replace me! If I die, even the Jin Dynasty will die." Emperor Wen tried his best to use him to calm the waves.
His tone was calm, but he couldn't stop breathing heavily, like a broken bellows that might stop making any sound in the next second.
"Your Majesty is the True Dragon Emperor who has come to this world and may live forever!" Eunuch Sun replied respectfully, then turned around and waited by the tent.
"Where's Mr. Jiang, have you invited me?" Emperor Wen's eyes were full of expectation. "Your Majesty, Mr. Jiang has agreed, and he must be on his way here now."
Emperor Wen in the sleeping tent raised his hand, and Eunuch Sun made a promise and retreated gently.
The entire palace returned to dead silence, except for the occasional dull cough.
Suddenly there is a hint of impossibility
The sound of wooden clogs gradually became clearer and clearer. The thick palace door was pushed open, and a man dressed in vermilion clothes walked up to Emperor Wen's tent without kneeling down. Although this man's appearance was delicate and beautiful,
, but there were already many wrinkles on his forehead and temples, which made his whole person look very strange.
"When the matter is completed, please give me what your majesty promised." The man in rich clothes looked at the medicine in the palace and said slowly.
"In this case... I have Mr. Lao Jiang to take action. In recent days, spies have reported that my nephew has entered the realm of divine movement at a young age. Mr. Lao Jiang has taken action personally, so I can rest assured..." Emperor Wen just leaned on the pillow like this
Pad, "If this is done, the soul Gu promised to you will naturally be given to you."
A look of excitement flashed across Mr. Jiang's face, "I thank you, Your Majesty." After hearing this, he knelt down directly, "Originally, I only knew about the existence of Soul Gu, but this Soul Gu seems to be related to divine grace.
There is some inexplicable relationship between the legendary alien races, how could your Majesty have such things..."
Emperor Wen, who was sitting on the bed, was shocked when he heard the words. His hands burst out with strength and squeezed the horns tightly. The next moment, he regained his composure and slowly let go of his already thin hands. "Mr. Jiang is doing things, I will do it naturally."
Don't worry. Please keep it a secret, Mr. Jiang. I can tell you exactly how it came about, so Mr. Jiang doesn't have to worry about it." After saying this, Emperor Wen gave him a cold look.
This look made Mr. Jiang in front of me feel a sharp murderous intention. An emperor who was about to die, why did this look make me feel a sudden sense of crisis? Mr. Jiang was alert, and he raised his hand.
: "I will retire now and go to Xiangjing!"
It rained continuously in the capital city that day.
"You have such endurance and cultivation at such a young age. If I keep you for a little longer...will the entire Jin Dynasty change? What's more, I know you have Hetuluoshu...
..." Emperor Wen breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether it was the territory of Xiangjing or the Hetu Luoshu owned by Li Xuan, Emperor Wen had to kill him!
"Let the world think that I am just seriously ill...cough cough cough." From within the deep palace wall, Emperor Wen's breathing came.
The previous person was none other than Jiang Baihe, who was known as the ghost in sackcloth in the world. Gu poison was an extremely powerful poison.
The insidious methods, the rumored poison of Jiang Baihe, even in the realm of divine connection, no one can survive.
…………
In Prince Xiang's Mansion, apart from boring practice these days, Li Xuan has only been communicating with the demon clan. What puzzles Li Xuan is that the alien clan has not taken any action against the demon clan so far, but the more he sees it,
When everything seemed calm, Li Xuan became more and more worried. He felt that the foreign race seemed to be preparing something to make it difficult for them to deal with the demon race.
"Xuan'er." But it was Li Zhu who took the initiative to find Li Xuan, "What are your next plans?"
Looking at Li Zhu's caring eyes, Li Xuan was unwilling to tell him about the heavy topics of alien races. Some things still need to be borne by himself. He said slowly: "Since my father has chosen to quell the chaos, I will not
Will I rush into the East Palace to kill any prince? The power of this secular dynasty is almost helpless to me...
After winter, I may go to the Shen'en Cultivation Kingdom." Of course Li Xuan will go to the Shen'en Cultivation Kingdom. You know, his Piaoyu Sword is still in the Wanjianmen. According to Ao Qingqing, the Heavenly Punishment Dojo
With the Liuli Sect members, Li Xuan has not been controlled by the alien race. Now that Li Xuan has reached the peak of divine movement, he is also sure of this matter.
In order to avoid causing Li Zhu's worries, Li Xuan spoke calmly.
"The Kingdom of Divine Grace..." Although Li Zhu knew that Li Xuan's future life could no longer be guessed by him, but when he suddenly heard that his son was about to stay away from him, his eyes still showed deep worry. He patted Li Xuan.
shoulder: "I know, you don't belong in this world
The cultivators underground will rush out sooner or later. Don't force yourself on some things. I can see that you seem to be suppressing a lot of things in your heart. If you have difficulties, don't force yourself. If one day you can't survive outside, come back.
That is, at least here, I will protect you."
Listening to Li Zhu's warm words, Li Xuan's eyes were a little moist. He couldn't help but raise his head and chuckled, "My father's words have become more and more like a woman's."
On Ling's side, Ma Xianggu doctor Jiang Baihe was already on his way to Xiangyang City...