"Their lives have not died, they are all here with me." After saying this, he couldn't help laughing again. After a long laugh, he stopped again, and his face turned cold without any gaps. "It's just a group of dirty souls. It's useless to take it, and it's abandoned. After all, how much are you worried about "retrieving justice" for them?"
His question made the emperor speechless, with only his face turned blue and white.
The cruelty of some facts that have been exposed is almost the same as the cruel facts themselves.
He was quite entertaining and looked at the young emperor's tender face with a smile, "Even if you can seek justice for those 381 people, you can't save you from your uncle, the despicable appearance of the King of Northern Yan, because you neither saved this tragic incident nor brought those people back to life. You just sat on the dragon throne from a distance and finished watching the joke and went out for a walk."
The real terrible convenience of this person is this outrageous technique of controlling the heart and soul. It seems that no soul that appears in front of him can escape the fate of being played with inside.
He seemed to be a bit fond of this kind of thing that pulls out the darkest or most intense things in people's hearts.
His slender knuckles were pale under the dark lights in the prison. As he lifted and fell, the shadow was vague, accompanied by the light sound of clicking from his fingers, the atmosphere here was extremely gloomy and weird.
"It makes others worry and solve the case, and then goes to the danger to arrest me. In the end, they just do their part, neither praise nor criticize. But you, Your Majesty, only hope to personally take some words from my mouth, and then reward me with testimony with a torture that is so painful to death. In this way, it will make people look at me with admiration? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk
Despicable first and smart later, with a despicable heart, he set up a smart plan - the emperor had never heard of such a warm and vicious evaluation in his life.
"you--!"
"Hahaha..." He smiled coldly, as if he thought it was quite interesting to open a person's heart and shame, which could be called a wonderful drama. "Why? Can't bear to face this painful fact?" He suddenly looked like a crazy child, smiling unscrupulously, completely from the heart's joy, and perverted and outrageous.
He smiled for a long time, and the little emperor's face was colorful, and the changes were unpredictable and wonderful.
However, he did not restrain his sarcasm at all. He only smiled calmly and gradually stopped and continued to finish his sword: "But this was originally what you thought in your heart and what you regarded as the truth of your actions, but are you afraid of being told by others?"
He always spoke in a crazy and cynical tone, but every word was a sharp blade that cuts people's hearts and cuts out blood and bones, and never gives up until he was executed.
It was clear that he was the one who was about to be interrogated, but he turned his back on the spot and made the emperor speechless.
He was fearless of death and did not care about this so-called "responsibility".
It seems that all cruelty is justified.
"Silly child, there is no so-called eternity in this world, nor is there supreme at all. Everyone has desires, and what you want is just a feeling of real control." His fingertips of his fingertips gradually slowed down, and in just one word, the atmosphere of the conversation changed from cruel and crazy drama to deep and seriousness, as if he really wanted to have a serious conversation with this young Majesty.
"I am eager to achieve political achievements and make achievements. Looking at the back of the late emperor, there is only a muddy foot. There is no courtier or people who really belong to you. You are just an optional accessory. The symbol of the empire and the scapegoat in troubled times. No one will think of you, an emperor with no political achievements, but in the face of war, you must be the first to be dragged out as a target, because you do not have the ability to control everything you have now."
But he didn't expect that his words when he was serious were even more heart-wrenching poisonous blades.
His right hand, which was originally unable to move, suddenly gently broke away from the spiritual rope that was tightly clamped against his wrist. With no effort, the emperor was so scared that he staggered and almost fell down.
He raised his right paw and looked at the dim light twice, "It seems that his situation is not very good..."
The root of the spiritual power of Rushou's body is Jun Han's spiritual aggregate who is fighting with the sea snake far away in the East China Sea.
But the wolf was really tenacious. I don’t know what kind of bloody storm he was experiencing there, but he always kept a tight string to pay attention to the spiritual situation here. After a little accident, he only put one of his claws, but in fact he was still caught tightly.
He didn't care much about this irrelevant little detail. He smiled indifferently and then put his hands on it again and returned to the main topic: "You don't need to prove anything to the person you should be in control, because existence is originally noble."
His adjustment was inexplicably changed. The torrent was so rapid that it was heated up, but he was so cold that the little emperor's heart was just poured by him.
The emperor's heart skipped a beat, as if he hadn't reacted to the situation. He raised his eyes in a daze, but saw the cunning in his eyes.
He stretched out his claws that were curled up for a long time and said carelessly: "The noble, from the moment he appeared in the world, he naturally stood at a high place, which was an incomparable height for ordinary people." He picked up a gaze to look at the little emperor who was stunned by his words. He only found it funny, but the play still had to be done continuously.
So he continued the tone of "Supreme Good" and said, "It's just that everything has to be right. If you try your best to prove yourself to others as you try your best, you will never end in your life - mortals don't know how to satisfy them at all. If you meet one of their requirements, they will immediately give birth to another, just like the gamblers in Qixue Village. Everyone in the world is gamblers, who just want to get something for nothing and are insatiable.
Alas, there is no way, human nature is like this, and the gods cannot change it. You are just a physical body and mortal, and you have no choice."
The little emperor, who had to deal with his skin and tender flesh, was speechless by this eloquent guy. Although he was a little angry and wanted to refute it, he couldn't speak out a word, so he could only let him sarcastically.
"But if you dare to take risks, I don't mind teaching you how to truly control the world."
The emperor's heart trembled, "Do you think I will believe you?"
"Hahaha..." He laughed wildly again, and then said, "Can you be sure that the people around you are absolutely trustworthy except me?"
This question clearly does not mean that the word is sharp, but I don’t know what kind of power it contains, and it pierces the emperor’s heart.
This cruel and crazy person does not seem to be trustworthy, but are those who are trustworthy at first sight truly reliable?
The world is actually just masks, with all kinds of masks, but the masks are hidden under the masks with ugly faces that are exactly the same.
As a soul who has lived for a long time and experienced everything, he could see that this young boy has been trapped by his words, but he is still struggling in the wind and rain - the prelude to fall.
"Isn't it the most interesting thing in the world to be able to control a soul that cannot be controlled?" He said this strange and charmingly, "I am the soul with the pleasure of controlling." It was clearly the one who led the wolf into the trap, but he actually had a strange confusion about the little emperor.
He almost completely believed in this evil soul.
"Your Majesty, this person is not trustworthy!" The old eunuch who had been timid for a long time finally couldn't help but come out to save the master.
However, Gao Yuan's reminder did not have any effect on the emperor himself, but seemed to have fallen into the trap of the soul in the seal in the prison.
I saw a grinning smile on his lips, "As long as you calm down and stop moving forward, let the towers sway, you don't need to take any risks, because everything is an inevitable result that you can't control."
These words finally completely stabilized the ruthlessness in the emperor's heart. He turned his eyes coldly at the old eunuch who had watched him grow up and served him for ten years, without saying a word.
Gao Yuan's knees softened, and he fell to the ground with a "风明" - he saw a layer of imaginary blood-red mist covered in the emperor's eyes, which was extremely inconspicuous, but extremely cold, as if he had been surrounded by a demon.
He looked at the cold and heartless change of the little emperor, and at the extreme moment, he slowly began to speak and said, "If Your Majesty really wants to take this step to turn the world, just ask me out from here."
The emperor stared at Gao Yuan blankly, "Why do you want to?"
"A little blood is enough."
Hearing the word "blood", the old eunuch's body trembled suddenly. As an old man who had been smooth in the palace for decades, he knew clearly what inevitable event was going to happen next.
"Gaoyuan." The emperor spoke coldly.
"Your Majesty..." The old eunuch responded tremblingly, and finally cheered up his courage and said, "This person is not trustworthy!"
However, the emperor was probably bewitched by the evil demons. He did not care about the old eunuch's advice that "it is good to die for others" and said coldly: "Can't you go?"
"Your Majesty! This person is unreliable!"
"If you don't go, do you want me to go?"
He looked at the cold scene coldly under his head.
Sure enough, human nature is like this, greedy, everything you get will never be satisfied...
He slightly slashed his eyes and pulled the corners of his lips coldly, as if it was sarcastic and as if it was a bitter smile.
The smile that seemed to have true meaning was fleeting. In a moment, he was the evil thing that confuses people's minds and is crazy. "It's okay if you don't have to come here, just see some blood."
This sentence was enough to arouse the last cold blood in the emperor's heart, "Is it enough to see blood..."
"His Majesty……"
The emperor staggered over, and his cane gradually left the ground.
"Your Majesty, this person is not trustworthy!" The old eunuch burst into tears. He never expected that he would die under the instigation of a criminal who had decided on the case.
Extremely sad and angry, Gao Yuan shouted: "Monster!"
However, his shout only brought a heavy blow from His Majesty's cane.
The old eunuch screamed hoarsely, and a bloody hole was instantly smashed into his head by the heavy golden dragon head.
"As long as I can help me achieve success, what is it that you can die alone! What is it that no matter how many people die!"
The emperor, who has been defined as docile since he was born, was completely crazy. He smashed his hammer and couldn't wait to get the next hammer. Amid the screams of the people he was with him day and night, he only watched the blood splattering greedily.
I don't know how long after, the screams had stopped, and the crazy blow continued.
"Enough, he is dead." The sound of the sound came coldly. It was not until someone reminded that the emperor stopped his hand in shock, and the heat in the shadow in front of his feet had already been blurred and had no shape.
But he saw blood suddenly rise up against the air, forming a blood snake that rubbed against His Majesty. He was so shocked that he turned around and was strangled by the ghostly figure who was shaking over at some point.
His hands were indeed cold and not as cold as living things. The little emperor was picked up in panic. His legs, which were not smooth, were twitching, and his heart was cold.
However, the blood that still had warmth rolled through Rushu's palm and slowly approached the dragon robe, wrapping around his unscrupulous leg.
Rushou's remnant soul casually released his hand and smashed the most precious emperor in the world to the ground.
The little emperor was frightened and didn't care about the pain when he fell to the ground. He covered his neck with both hands and stared at him to confirm whether he was still gasping for breath.
He blinked his eyes and saw the dragon-headed cane lying next to the old eunuch's body and said lightly: "In the future, you will no longer need it."
This sentence seemed to wake up the dreamer. The little emperor, who was originally immersed in the fear of death, suddenly jumped up in ecstasy and was surprised to find that his legs were indeed neat.
"My legs...my legs are ready!"
Gong Yungui's face was light and a smile that seemed warm but was actually cold—
Chapter completed!