When Zhu Youxiao heard Chen Ce's words, he had already guessed who was coming, and he did guess it vaguely not long ago.

One is the emperor who ruled the world, and the other is the saint of a thousand-year-old cult. Zhu Youxiao didn't know why he saw her.

Although Chen Ce did not know the origin of this woman, he was so sensible that he didn't ask much.

Zhu Youxiao sat on the imperial desk, listening to the gentle footsteps gradually approaching, and deliberately sat up straight until he saw his white boots and small feet, and he breathed no regrets.

It's really her, this silly girl...

After Chen Ce brought people in, he stood aside with a vigilant look on his face. At this time, a voice came from above.

"You go down, there is no need to leave anyone in the account."

"Your Majesty?" Chen Ce was a little unbelievable, "This woman's origin is unknown. Your Majesty's body is the body of thousands of emperors, I cannot take this risk!"

"I said, you go down." Zhu Youxiao said in an uncontroversial tone again.

When Chen Ce heard this familiar emphasis, he knew that the emperor had made up his mind and had to hold his fists: "I obey the order! But I will wait outside the tent, and whenever there is a voice, I will rush in to protect the car!"

Immediately, he turned around and left, and when he passed by Lin Cong'er, he whispered in a voice that only two could hear:

"I don't care who you are. Your Majesty has lost a hair today and I will kill you."

After saying that, Chen Ce raised his foot and left, standing in front of the imperial tent without leaving, pricking his ears and listening carefully to the movement inside.

Zhu Youxiao was very nervous just now, but at this moment, the two of them looked at each other, but they seemed extremely calm and said lightly: "You are here."

"That's Chen Ce?" Lin Cong'er's mouth curled up with a charming curve, "It's really awesome, and she is a dignified governor of the brave guard camp."

As she said that, she inadvertently approached a few steps and Zhan Yan smiled: "Why, Your Majesty drove Governor Chen away, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

His butt gradually moved backwards so that he could get closer to the sword hanging behind him, but his words seemed more calm, Zhu Youxiao said:

"If you want to kill, you would have killed it long ago and you can't do it."

After saying that, Lin Cong'er, who was just a few steps away, jumped to the imperial desk in an instant, pulled out a short dagger from his calf, and pressed it against Zhu Youxiao's throat.

Seeing the life of the "crazy lord" he was thinking about was in his hands, Lin Cong'er's slender hands continued to tremble.

She said coldly: "What about now? Emperor Zhu."

Damn! How did she come here?

Zhu Youxiao didn't even see Lin Cong'er's movements clearly. He jumped over in the blink of an eye, and his heart was even more panicked.

Since he passed by, he succeeded to the throne for eight years and personally fought twice, it was the first time that he was so close to death!

Zhu Youxiao regretted it a little, regretting why he let her in, why he drove Chen Ce away, and why he believed her.

But now that things have come to this point, begging for mercy is obviously not the style of our Apocalypse Emperor!

If you shout in surprise, it would be like forcing Lin Cong'er to take action. You will only die faster. Zhu Youxiao is probably the most clear-headed person now.

Zhu Youxiao didn't answer, and I don't know how long it took, and sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Lin Cong'er was stunned, looking at the blood oozing slightly from the emperor's skin in front of her, unconsciously relaxing the dagger.

"I..., I still underestimate you, underestimate your White Lotus Sect's great delusion of people." Zhu Youxiao closed his eyes and smiled:

"Let's do it, but I still have the wish to do it. There is Jianzhou in the east and the red people in it. The ancestors' careers are placed in this state, so why don't I worry about it..."

After waiting for a long time, but not waiting for death, Zhu Youxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty settles the southwest, stabilizes Liaodong, and provides disaster relief and exemption... Such methods really make people admire the people." Lin Cong'er said coldly with a frosty face:

"But Your Majesty is wrong. Your Majesty underestimated me, but he did not underestimate the White Lotus Sect!"

Zhu Youxiao opened his eyes, looked at Lin Cong'er with a bleak face, and said, "Even so, it's still in your hands."

"It's useless to say more, let's do it."

Lin Cong'er was stunned, but at this moment he took back the dagger and smiled sadly: "I have killed officers and soldiers, merchants, and also preached and killed innocent people."

"I once firmly believed that the White Lotus Sect could lead the whole world to usher in real peace, but after meeting His Majesty, I found that I was wrong, and it was ridiculously wrong."

"Your Majesty wants to be revived, but you and I go differently... If I kill you, I will truly let down the world and the murdered parents."

"If my master's wife is still here, I'm sure I'd like to see the world under His Majesty."

She looked forward again, her eyes regained a steep look:

"I'm here to see His Majesty today, or the young master who is determined to be the world I met a month ago."

She smiled and looked up. Her eyes were filled with some unknown weakness in her coldness, which directly touched Zhu Youxiao's heart.

"Now, I'm sure I believe the right person."

Zhu Youxiao listened to Lin Cong'er's silent and desolate monologue and was sure that he would no longer have any worries about his life. He breathed a sigh of relief and sighed:

"I missed the opportunity just now. If you want to kill me again, you will not have another chance,"

"Sanqingshan, let me go, and I will forgive you for your previous sins today. Go and start over and see if the world under my rule will make you regret this decision today."

Lin Cong'er put the dagger back on his calf, raised his eyes and looked at him, facing Zhu Youxiao's four eyes, but this time, neither of them looked away again, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

The roller blinds of the imperial tent swayed slightly, and the fragrance was still wafting in the air, but the Yiren had gone away, and I still don’t know if he could see him again in this life.

Zhu Youxiao walked off the table with his hands behind his back, came outside the tent, raised his hand and said, "The matter today cannot be circulated, and those who violate it will be killed."

Then he turned around and ordered:

"There is a saint of the White Lotus Sect, named Lin Cong'er. He passed on my secret decree to destroy all files about this woman. In the future, the White Lotus Sect will be strictly investigated, and the factory guards will not make things difficult for her."

Chen Ce was stunned and subconsciously clasped his fists: "I obey the order!"

But after shouting this, he was slow to react, and then he was shocked and sweated all over. He had just left the saint of the White Lotus Sect and the Emperor alone.

Lin Cong'er left the emperor's camp, rode on a horse, dressed in snow-white, and stood on the hillside not far away.

She held the reins of the horse in one hand and looked at the heavily guarded Yongwei Camp in front of her, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Young master, do you know, I am so tired. I am really tired and it's so difficult to go along the way..."

"The burden in the world is too heavy. I only realized today that I can't afford it."

Since ancient times, the name of the emperor and the dragon throne have all fascinated, but in the end they can only sit on it.

A strong wind blew, and on the hillside, the woman left far away, leaving only the grass under her feet, which was still growing tenaciously.

I just don’t know what she will be?
Chapter completed!