As soon as the Sword Emperor made his move, the shock caused by the entire continent could not be calmed down for a long time.
In the Northern Zhao Palace, Mrs. Wen entered the palace as soon as possible, and asked Emperor Ying Ping to revoke the reward.
Seeing that the emperor seemed reluctant, Mrs. Wen raised his voice and said: "Your Majesty, Emperor Rong has been severely injured, and this minister thought he was no longer capable of making a move, but who knows that today he has made a bold move for the heir, and even the Lord of Shanhai is not one of them. enemy."
Seeing that the emperor was listening attentively, Mrs. Wen continued: "After Emperor Rong's action this time, the burden on his body will definitely increase, and the deadline is approaching. But no one knows what he will do before he falls. If he fights to the end The power of the new emperor paved the way, and I, Northern Zhao, will likely be targeted."
Emperor Yingping was startled and sat up straight.
A wise light flashed in Taifu Wen's eyes, and he said, "I guess that all the people who were eager to move at this time will temporarily settle down. The surface is calm, but in reality, the dark tide is surging, and everything will come to the surface when Emperor Rong falls. "
Those forces who secretly pushed a hand and wanted to fish in troubled waters will also settle down at this time, because no one can afford the last madness of the Sword Emperor.
Emperor Ying Ping suddenly said: "Taifu is right, I'm in a hurry."
He stood up and sighed: "As Emperor Rong's death is approaching, the day of ruling Rong's kingdom is getting closer and closer, and I am also a little impetuous."
He can completely wait for Emperor Rong to fall, and the new emperor is in the process of succeeding. After all, the new emperor does not have the power and power of Emperor Rong.
"The ruler is weak and the minister is strong, but the country will not be the country." Ying Ping said.
He laughed loudly and said, "Emperor Rong has been wise for a lifetime, and in the end he chose a doctor who has never killed anyone as his heir. This is really a joke."
Immediately, he smiled and said solemnly: "Pass on my will, let the Imperial City Division revoke the reward for the princess."
Master Wen bowed and replied, "No."
In the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the empress Sima Heng, who was wearing a purple gold robe and a crown, looked in the direction of Nanrong, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes.
"Your Majesty?" the female director Jia Shiqi called worriedly.
The emperor's love for Emperor Rong was not a secret. What woman would not admire such a person as Emperor Rong.
But in Emperor Rong's eyes, apart from Rong Guo, only the sword was left, and even his descendants were bred in the Pond of Fortune.
He is like an almighty immortal, who never cares about the thoughts of the world. The world is rolling, and he is not stained with dust. Neither love, hatred, or hatred can pull him down from the altar.
Pity.
The Empress said in a daze: "He is dying."
Jia Shiqi was silent, but she knew in her heart that Emperor Rong was indeed dying, and everyone in the world knew.
Everyone pretended to be confused.
Has no one noticed what the chief elder of Shanhai Dojo did
No, Shanhai Daoist at least noticed it.
But he acquiesced.
All the strong acquiesced!
They are forcing Emperor Rong to do something, or they are forcing Emperor Rong to die.
Because of Emperor Rong's demon-like talent and understanding, because Emperor Rong's swordsmanship does not belong to this world.
Those who do not belong to this world will be rejected by everyone, and they will be united in erasing them.
The empress's absence was only a moment, she had been the emperor for many years, and her joy and anger had long since disappeared.
"Your Majesty, the eldest princess asks to see you." Outside the hall, the maid reported respectfully.
The Empress finally sighed, turned around and walked to the desk, sat up straight, and became the king holding the universe in her hand again.
"Pass." She said in a low voice.
In Xijiang, Emperor Ning, the god of the Jiang Kingdom, was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and opposite him was the former monarch.
"Father, after Emperor Rong's fall, should we take action?" Emperor Shenning asked with some uncertainty.
Jiang Hao said with deep eyes: "If the Eastern Jin Dynasty moves, we will move too. I am bordering on the Eastern Jin Dynasty. If I attack Nanrong recklessly, the Eastern Jin will take advantage of the emptiness to enter, and the gains will outweigh the losses."
Emperor Shen Ning thought for a moment and said, "Father said it politely."
In Li County, Rong Xian did not know that many people had already counted on her before the Sword Emperor fell.
Of course, even if she knew about it, it would be useless. After all, her current strength is too bad, and she can't match those who are strong.
An elder of Shanhai Dojo forced her to a desperate situation, which made Rong Xian feel really unhappy.
Looking at the cloudy sky, Rong Xian said with a deep expression, "We have to find a way to keep out the rain."
Even she didn't know how long Emperor Rong could last. During this period, she had to ensure her absolute safety.
Well, it's good to divert people's attention.
When Bu Jinchao heard Rong Xian's words, the corners of his mouth twitched.
As a human being, His Highness, this sentence must be superficial...
Step is a little uncertain at the moment.
"Let's go, go to Qinghai County. After His Majesty's action, the journey should be much smoother." Rong Xian raised an eyebrow and said.
The two of them walked towards Qinghai County together, Rong Xian separated a trace of consciousness to deal with the outside world, and all her soul sank into the sea of knowledge.
Standing in the sea of consciousness, a touch of aura disappeared from her fingertips.
"Incarnate outside the body, the second primordial spirit?" Rong Xian murmured.
After reading Xu Qi's memory, in addition to understanding many secrets, she also obtained some secret techniques.
What Rong Xian found most useful was the incarnation technique of the second primordial spirit.
It was a secret technique that the Great Elder Wu Chengyan got by chance. It used spiritual things to shape the incarnation, and divided the second spirit into the master, one mind and two bodies.
As for spirits...
Rong Xian stretched out her palm, and the wood spirit bead floated on the palm of her hand with a graceful vibe.
She sighed: "I'm still too poor, I can't even find a useful spirit, so I can only use wood spirit beads."
Rong Xian's mind moved, and she took out a ball of yellow soil that was a strange golden yellow from the mustard seed space.
The loess was suspended in front of Rong Xian, and there was a faint tendency to want to escape.
Rong Xian said meaningfully, "Although he is unconscious, he has an instinct. There is always something messy in the devil's prison, right?"
"..." Loess stiffened and dared not move.
Rong Xian was silent for a moment, then said, "Not all of them, just give me a little."
The loess 'bang' split off a small part of the soil from itself and fell under Rong Xian's eyelids. The speed of compromise was so fast that people couldn't react.
Rong Xian pretended to say: "This is really a good man who knows the current affairs."
loess:! !
The loess returned to the mustard space with a 'swish', and Rong Xian did not agree to come and go freely.
Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and said, "Interesting."
She squatted down, rolled up her sleeves, and turned her black and yellow merits into pure water and mud.
You read that right, it's mud.
After mixing and kneading the merit water and loess, Rong Xian enthusiastically kneaded the lump of soil into various shapes, which was extremely boring and boring, but she didn't feel it.
After playing for a long time, Rong Xian thought of what was important.
She paused while pinching the soil, and said with a hint of annoyance between her brows: "Oh, I don't seem to remember what I look like."
Rong Xian thought about it for a long time, and then vaguely thought of the general image of the Lord who once rested his heart and respected the Lord.
She solemnly picked up the clay and began to knead the clay figurine with a serious look.
In just a moment, a lifelike clay figurine appeared in the palm of his hand.
Rong Xian: I am tired after holding the clay figurine for several days.
(End of this chapter)