Inside Dashun Palace, inside the main hall.
After sending Liu Tu to the World of Stone Tablets, King Dashun sat on the throne, thinking. "It's been so many days, Chen Guhong should be very weak. Even if he is not dead, he can't compete with Liu Tu's power. It's a breeze to let his body die and transform into a ghost."
"But such an unyielding person may become emotional after becoming a ghost. I will prepare some delicious yang energy and a beautiful singer first. After he is brought out by Liu Tu, he can enjoy the supreme pleasure of being a ghost." .”
A small smile appeared on King Dashun's face, and he stretched out his hand to clap.
"Crack!"
Following two crisp applause, a beautiful court lady walked in and said to King Dashun, "What is your Majesty's order?"
King Dashun ordered to go down, and the palace maid responded and went down to prepare. Soon after, delicious Yang Qi was brought up, put in a special flagon, and treated as wine.
Immediately, beautiful singers who were good at dancing, and musicians playing beautiful music came in one after another.
Everything is ready, just waiting for the third Sword Emperor to appear on the stage.
"My Dashun Kingdom will become stronger because of his arrival." King Dashun held his wine glass, took a sip of Yang Qi with a smile, and felt very happy.
Such a singer is a singer who entered the world of stone tablets with King Dashun thousands of years ago, and her status is very high. The lead singer is called Chen Ji. She has a very beautiful oval face, white skin, breast augmentation and waist, and is known for her ability to sing and dance. She is the most favored among the singers.
Seeing the king drinking alone, with a smile on his face, the musicians and singers are all there, but they don't order to play and dance. Chen Ji was very surprised, relying on being favored, she boldly asked: "Your Majesty, why are you drinking alone?"
King Dashun was in a happy mood, so he told Chen Ji about the matter.
"It's the sword emperor who is full of sword spirit? Such a person can become His Majesty's right-hand man. The third sword emperor is really gratifying." Chen Ji hurriedly congratulated, then rolled her eyes, and said with a smile: "For this great event , How about a solo dance for His Majesty?"
"You are still the same, and you will always please me. But today's protagonist is not me, so save your energy and dance for the Sword Emperor to your heart's content." Although the beauty is beautiful, King Dashun smiled.
"Your Majesty!" With a single step, Chen Jilian threw herself into King Dashun's embrace, coquettishly.
"Hahaha." King Dashun laughed loudly.
There is a beautiful woman by her side acting like a baby. There is delicious yang energy on the table to drink, and the arrival of the third sword emperor, the fierce general, is about to be ushered in under his command. Today's King Dashun is happy, very happy.
"Crack!"
At this moment, a tiny sound sounded, the sound seemed like a stone was broken, or something was broken.
Before King Dashun could react in a hurry, the jade pendant of the stone tablet world hanging on his waist shattered into powder and drifted away with the wind. At the same time, an endless ghostly aura surged into the sky.
A gust of wind formed. Wreak havoc throughout the world. This gust of wind came suddenly, violently, and rampantly. And the main hall where King Dashun was located was the center of the wind.
"Ah!"
Chen Ji, other singers and musicians let out screams. Like a person in a typhoon, he flew lightly into the sky, struggling endlessly in the air, terrified.
"Wow, boom!"
Not long after the palace hall was built. The sea is very brand new, but it is blown away in a mess. Not only the palace hall, even the entire palace. The entire imperial capital was being blown away with a bang.
The sound of tiles flying and stones falling everywhere can be heard. There were screams of ghosts being blown away because they couldn't avoid it. The endless, dense, almost water-like ghost aura enveloped the sky above the imperial capital in an instant.
"How did this happen?" In the palace hall, King Dashun stabilized his figure, and was very shocked when he saw all this in front of him.
Immediately, something even more shocking happened. Amidst the endless ghost energy, a golden light and a red light nestled together and soared into the sky.
Noble, majestic, and full of divinity breathed forth. Landing in this imperial capital shrouded by endless ghosts and endless ghosts, it seems that the gods have descended to hell, so magnificent and bright.
King Dashun narrowed his eyes and looked at the red and golden beam of light in the void.
"what is that?"
"What a powerful breath, I seem to be facing a god?"
"It's so dangerous. I think once I get close to that breath, it will definitely turn into ashes."
At this time, the strong wind became weaker, and the endless ghosts that were blown away stabilized their figures, looking at the golden-red beam of light in the sky in surprise.
"Infinite different phases means infinite surprises. Is that Chen Guhong?" In the ruins of the palace, Shi Miaomiao stood on it, her long skirt dragging the floor, and a golden phoenix crown on her head. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, her temperament was outstanding, and she crowned the world, she said with a not-so-surprising smile on the corner of her mouth.
Immediately, Shi Miaomiao moved her lotus steps and flew towards King Dashun. At the same time, nine powerful auras soared into the sky.
These auras may be ferocious, heroic, or outrageous, but they are the nine ghost generals under King Dashun's command. They all landed around King Dashun, and their horns are tall and majestic.
"His Majesty!"
They bowed down.
But King Dashun just waved his hand, and then stared at the beam of light with a pair of eyes. His eyesight was amazing, and he vaguely saw the figure inside the beam of light.
The rest of the people also saw it immediately, and saw that the golden and red beam of light slowly dimmed, and a scholar came out from the inside.
The scholar was wearing Confucian clothes, a scarf on his head, cloth shoes on his feet, and a bamboo stick in his hand. At first glance, he seemed to be just a scholar.
But it is not.
I saw that the scholar was very handsome, with a slender and graceful figure. The skin on her body is white and crystal clear, with a little red radiance, and a jade seal is suspended above her head. The jade seal is slightly ups and downs, exuding red and white.
The red aura hangs down, covering the scholar's whole body.
The white breath hovered above his head, entrenched like a tiger, with a murderous aura.
Looking at the scholar's eyes is even more astonishing, one is red and the other is golden. At first, it turns into two long beams of light, which are incomparable, and then gradually dissipate and hide in the pupils, showing more restrained and noble.
This scholar looks like a scholar, but he is by no means an ordinary scholar. At this moment, he who came out of the beam of light seemed to have stepped out of a myth, with a lofty artistic conception that is beyond human reach.
"Chen Guhong?"
"Chen Guhong?"
The nine ghost generals were all shocked and cried out. Isn't he trapped in the world of stone tablets? How could it appear again, and so extraordinary
"It really is him." The corners of Shi Miaomiao's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile.
"Where is my Prince Liu?"
King Dashun took a deep look at Chen Guhong, and then asked.