The main gate of the palace is a wide royal avenue. There are many low wooden palaces on both sides of the avenue, most of which are prepared for the rest of the ministers who are waiting for the court meeting every day. At this time, there is still some time before dawn, and there is only one in the dark pavilion and pavilion that is brightly lit and full of people.

An old man with a strong spirit and cursing in his mouth; a young man with a long and handsome face standing and a sloppy white face; a group of guards who were constantly scolded and in a mess; and a robe covered his whole body, sitting cross-legged in the hall, looking down at a man with a black robe in front of him.

The white jade plates are lined up one after another, and the houses are very nice. Although they are very subtle and difficult to distinguish, the overall view is a good map of the mountains and rivers of the imperial city! At this time, a red water droplet sways slightly in a certain position in the picture. Looking closely, this position is actually a wall on the imperial city palace wall hundreds of meters away.

The cursed old man with white hair, the white-faced young man standing slanted against the wall, and the weird man in black robe who could not move, were all looking at the red water droplet. The red water droplets trembled slightly above the palace wall, swaying left and right hesitantly, and everyone's hearts followed. Suddenly, the red dot stood still, and then bravely jumped off the high wall, jumped to the surface of a black ink silver water, and with a squeak, it was smashed to pieces.

"Oh~ I don't have a chance to watch it~", the old white-haired man who was disrespectful and muttered to everyone's heart. Everyone was tired for the middle of the night and stretched their waists regretfully, talking to each other that they had not seen such a kind of assassin for many years. Thinking about this guy who made me play tricks around, but was eventually forced to commit suicide by jumping over the wall, the feeling of mutual appreciation was unreasonable.

Everyone left one after another, and the old man's scolding came from the night of the starlight Rob, the young man's command to announce the practice tomorrow, and the complaints of everyone's wailing and sighing.

The man in black sat cross-legged, staring at the jade plate in front of him, like a stone sculpture.

When his eyes were bloodshot and his face was pale, as if he had seen ghost-like willow shadows sliding down from the hiding tree canopy, he realized that he was coming to a garden in the palace.

Although the "seventh sense" was only turned on for about 1 second this time, I don't know if it was turned on twice in a row today, or because the oscillation wave just now consumed too much power. Therefore, although this backlash was not as fierce as in "Wuya Villa", it was more than ten times stronger than I expected.

During this period, when Liu Ying was doing various experiments with herself, she sometimes couldn't help but wonder, if she could use it again beyond the limit of tolerance, would she "upgrade" or would she die?

He shook his head with a wry smile. The way is simple, and ninety-nine are united. Liu Ying firmly believes that only by doing things can you gain, and if you gain something, you will inevitably lose something. For some seemingly simple and rough golden fingers, you must be vigilant enough like you are sucking stimulants.

The existence of the sky curtain, in a sense, the palace wall is just a bait. The guards in the palace wall are even more arranged, and it has been proven in more than ten years. Although it is still equipped with defense, patrol, and secret whistles, once the sky curtain opens, no one will believe that assassins can invade the palace, including the Human Emperor himself.

When Liu Ying touched her head, she was planning to come in and call a card and finished it. When she saw such a relaxed defense circle, she was a little helpless. If she didn't go in and stroll around like this, she would be embarrassed to say that she had been to the palace.

Well, sighed, and it was hard to stop the affection, Liu Ying had to cheer up and stroll. After strolling the garden and the pavilions, modern people who have experienced the visual impact of the virtual world of the Internet, they only have such a taste when they see these so-called magnificence.

After a while, Liu Ying lost interest. She squatted on the second floor of a high pavilion by a lake, and followed the direction of the guards patrolling far away. The "Tower of Heaven" with an ivory white jade color in the darkness in the distance finally aroused his interest.

His eyes were staring at the "Tongtian Tower" in the distance, and he took a slight look at the waist of his left hand, and there were two small objects on his hand:

A diamond stud earrings that are covered by the sky;

A "Bluetooth"-shaped microbrain with a gentle texture, delicate and compact texture.

Looking at the two small objects in his hand, Liu Ying recalled many fragmented past events in a daze. Why is it only half a year but he feels that it was half a lifetime ago? He shook his head quickly, he is not old yet!

He put away his scattered thoughts and threw one of the objects into the lake. Liu Ying, who raised his head, reappeared that indifferent expression on his face, rose up and quickly rushed towards the Tower of Tongtian.

The majestic Nafeng Haogu stood with his hands behind his back, staring blankly at the moon that had never seen clearly in the palace under the "sky curtain", just like the face I had never seen clearly. So stunning, so arrogant, and so heartless! Why don't you look at me at once? Isn't it worthy of your attention after doing so much?

With a tragic smile, Nafeng Haogu covered his chest that was aching, and he drank in annoyance and walked out of the hall alone.

After walking a few steps, I heard the hurried footsteps coming from behind. I felt angry and I knew that it was the footsteps of my wife Bai Yanfeng without looking back.

Although I was impatient to see people, I remembered that after I was frightened and vomited blood during the day, my wife was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she held her hands tightly all afternoon, and her heart became soft.

"Madam, go back and rest, let Zhihang come to accompany me, I know you left him behind." Nafeng Haogu looked at the moon in a daze, and said nonstop.

The queen stepped back and took the guards and officers away. Wei Zhihang came, carrying the dark green sword stick that Bing could easily stay away from him.

Neither of them spoke, walking aimlessly in the moonlit night. When the Human Emperor woke up from his long thoughts, he found that he had walked unknowingly before the tower covered with flowers, and before the door that changed his life.

Looking at the angel with wings on the arched door and holding lightning in his hand, looking at the pair of eyes full of mockery and teasing and contempt for mortals, a sense of hostility rushed upwards in his heart.

He walked to the door with great strides, "Ah~ Boom~" He punched the face of the first angel on the door, and Nafeng Haogu roared with a ferocious face:

"What are you looking at? What are you looking at? When I admire you and respect you, you looked down on me;"

"The Dana tribe I led can get the absolute support of the nine superior tribes without participating in the war, but you ignore me;"

"Okay, I'll fight! I participated in all the battles you stipulated and led the team to win all the victory, but what about? You! But you despicablely betray the goddess and left me alone!"

"Why!"

"Why!"

Nafeng Haogu's hair became more and more angry as he spoke, and he was completely immersed in his angry memories, "Didn't you say that the 'War of God' was used to decide the emperor on earth?"

"Aren't you guys the one who wins and you can be her knights?"

"Why?"

"Why?"

"Why choose that incompetent Bian Ti. Qi? Is it because their 'Golden Clan' is handsome? Is it because he is cowardly and obedient? You are gods! Can you be like those ordinary women? "

The man who changed from anger to wailing, from wailing to sob gradually lowered his voice: "I can't figure it out. I couldn't figure it out after thinking for three years. Suddenly, that day, I finally figured it out. I know that there is nothing I can do, and you are forced by them."

"So, I'm against you! I won't resist you, but I want to resist your kingdom of God!"

"I want those stupid subjects around you to kneel in front of me, kowtow! admit it! wrong!"

"I want them not to use my people as dolls anymore!"

"I want my people to live and work in peace and contentment from now on, and no longer have to kill to please them!"

"I want me to be a actor, even if I become an actor, I will act as a playbook I wrote myself!"

With the narrative sound, the man's eyes gradually became firm and his voice slowly stabilized: "Facts have proved that the emperor they chose was just a fool. Under my great sword, there is no way except kneeling down and crying! Over the past 14 years, my people have been peaceful and safe, and they have enough food and clothing, and are many times richer than Henri Titanium. Qi was in power!"

"Do they think that if they sealed the Tower of Heaven and no longer provided all resources, I would starve to death?"

"Haha, do they think they could cut off me and you forever if they didn't let me go to the Kingdom of God?"

"If they can't beat me down, are they going to use time to grind me to death?"

The steady voice became more and more intense, and the firm eyes became more and more crazy: "I used the whole country to study the Tower of Heaven but there was no progress. It doesn't matter! I want to wait for you to come and crown me in person, but they never let you come. It doesn't matter! But today, they still collude with outsiders to kill my important officials, destroy our capital, and touch my foundation! This is not OK!"

"Now, I want them to give me an explanation! I! Come! See you!"

"Zhihang!"

"Come!" Wei Zhihang, who is famous for manipulating people's hearts, had tears in his eyes, and took a step forward with a ferocious expression, and shouted loudly.

"Let him come out!"

Wei Zhihang raised his hands high and pulled his right hand hard. The sword staff in his hand silently broke out, emitting a faint green light under the night moon.

I saw that the sword was four feet and four inches long, from the sword stem, the sword grid to the sword body, as if it was made of thousands of years of Tengman entangled Kun wood. Three-fifths behind the sword, the ancient and rough crooked cranes were wrapped in vine baskets, and round as a stick; the first two-fifths of the first are dark green like ink, without sharp edges or blades, and the texture was natural;

Wei Zhihang held strange weapons with neither stick nor sword in both hands and danced in circles, closed his eyes and muttered something in his mouth. As he danced, a few strands of green silk were peeled off, swimming like a snake gathered in front of him to form an aperture, and then a "huh" sound spit out a coma man in black from the dark green aperture.

The unconscious person was thin and pitiful. He lay on the ground with his arms in his arms. Even with his eyes closed, he could see the stubbornness that made Liu Ying familiar from his tight lips and his trembling eyelids.

Nafeng Haogu stretched his left hand back, and Wei Zhihang stretched out his foot without hesitation, and shouted: "Brother, bring me with you!"

"No!"

Nafeng Haogu didn't look back and said coldly: "Before I come back, I will leave it to my second brother and you!" After a pause, he glanced at the poor worm that was holding in his big hand with contempt. He burst into extremely powerful confidence, "But I hope these clowns can't keep me!"

Nafeng Haogu turned his hand and grabbed the person who was picked up by him, and raised it in front of him, slapped his right hand heavily on his face. "Pa~ah~!" Feng, who was awakening, saw his most unforgettable person at a glance. Seeing the eyes that made him frightened and hated him to the core, he couldn't help but roar and struggle.

Nafeng Haogu was not long-winded, his eyes were cold and ignorant, and his right hand stretched out again, and his fingers were like a knife, slashing across the swollen and black cheeks of the peak. Then he turned around and dragged the bloody peak on the face of the face with his left hand, holding the blood-covered right hand and pressing it on the front door, pressing it on the face that was unscathed and full of sneer under his heavy punch.
Chapter completed!