Above the void, the empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty looked domineering and could not be refuted: "Emperor Xu, friendship is friendship, and the throne depends on its ability."
Rong Xian tilted her head, her clear phoenix eyes were still a little watery: "Jun Heng is really ruthless, you have left our feelings behind so quickly."
The Empress didn't say a word, even if Rong Xian's words made people couldn't help but think about it, and guessed that there was a shameful relationship between them, she didn't waver at all.
Aside from stumbled upon the Sword Emperor, Lord Sima Heng has always been a qualified monarch.
Seeing that Lord Sima Heng did not waver or give in, Rong Xian sighed lightly, and brushed the hair from her forehead, helplessly and indulgently said: "Since Lord Heng must compete with me, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. Bar."
The voice fell, and there were no two figures on the spot, only two groups of light and shadows colliding with each other at a speed invisible to the naked eye above the void.
On the ground, Jun Wu couldn't help but look in the direction of the same boat.
It seems that he wants to see if the color on the top of His Majesty's head is still normal.
She coughed lightly, poked Zhao Hu with her fan, and asked, "Do you think the conversation between His Majesty Xu and the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty is a little strange?"
Zhao Hu: "??"
Zhao Hu asked straightly, "Where is it strange?"
He didn't find it strange at all, and it should be more strange that His Royal Highness the King of Qin.
Jun Wu glanced at him in disgust, but still couldn't hold back the gossip, got a little closer to him, and said, "Do you think Emperor Xu and Emperor Jin have an affair?"
Zhao Hu: "...?"
Zhao Hu: "!!"
Damn, can I still live after hearing such great news
Jun Wu, the one who killed a thousand knives.
Zhao Hu didn't expect that his life would be in danger just standing here, especially after feeling Fu Yuhuang's seemingly absent gaze, he shrank pitifully into a ball, like a dirty and tattered broom.
Tell Jun Wu with practical actions that he is not interested, not interested at all.
I didn't expect Jun Wu to wink so ignorantly, he was still there with his mouth open, and his eyes shone with excitement and strange light, which made people shudder: "There must be a story between the two of them, this aura is too inexplicable, It made me feel a little bit more inexplicable."
She touched her stomach and felt that the dog food was full.
Zhao Husheng was helpless, and suddenly he noticed something moving around his legs.
It feels damn familiar.
He bowed his head tremblingly, and sure enough, Xiao Shui's ferocious big mouth was threatening his thigh.
Zhao Hu and Zhao Huhun were almost scared away.
He hurriedly nodded and bowed: "Ancestor, what are your orders?"
Xiao Shui glanced at Zhao Hu contemptuously with eyes the size of mung bean, flicked his tail and motioned for him to follow, and then floated away towards Fu Yuhuang.
Zhao Hu was stunned for a while, with an expression on his face that he wanted to cry or not.
He angrily said to Jun Wu, who had a blank face, "Just wait for me."
Jun Wu: No, wasn't it just a good friend who talked about gossip together? How come he turned his face and didn't recognize anyone.
Zhao Hu walked towards Fu Yuhuang as if at home. Fu Yuhuang, who was leaning on the boulder, was closing his eyes and seemed to be asleep.
No, it should be like being drunk.
Her cheeks were slightly red, and she breathed out the mellow smell of wine, and her long hair fluttered unrestrained.
Even when he was drunk, he had a feeling of freedom and unrestrainedness.
Zhao Hu stood there and watched for a while, when he heard the so-called drunk man tease: "Why, lost the soul?"
He suddenly came back to his senses, what a hell, what is there to see in Fu Yuhuang, she is not as good as His Majesty.
With a smile on Zhao Hu's face, he said, "No, no, what are your orders for Mr. Fu to come to me?"
Yes, Mr. Fu.
Since he was brought out by Fu Yuhuang's calm country, he was tossed around by Fu Yuhuang on the grounds of 'improving his strength', and was forced to be called 'Mr.', Zhao Hu has calmed down.
Fu Yuhuang's figure swayed slightly, and people had come to Zhao Hu.
She glanced at the two shadows fighting in the void, and said casually, "I heard that Emperor Jin likes Sword Emperor, do you know?"
Zhao Hu was terrified, this living ancestor had no voice transmission.
That is to say, many cultivators with good ears and discernment heard what she was saying, including Emperor Xu and Emperor Jin who were fighting hotly above.
This is indeed the case. Jun Wu, Yan Kui and the others all pricked up their ears and quietly paid attention to what the two were talking about.
Poor little Zhao Hu: "..." He is just a small person, why should he know so many terrible secrets.
But when Fu Yuhuang asked, he didn't dare not answer it, and he couldn't take the initiative to send a voice back in private. Zhao Hu could only keep his voice low, and carefully organized the language, saying, "After all, the Sword Emperor has passed away. Wouldn't it be bad to just say that?"
More importantly, he always felt that if he continued to talk about it, whether it was Emperor Xu or Emperor Jin would be bombed.
Not to mention the relationship between Emperor Xu and Emperor Jian, the relationship between Emperor Jin and Emperor Jian is completely an open secret.
When the Sword Emperor was still alive, he had always been cold, and his aura could not wait to be higher than the sky, so when people met, they would have the illusion that the Sword Emperor wanted to stab people to death with a sword so as not to be an eyesore.
If he can really get married, the only object is Rong Guo, who has become an elite.
The monks in Buzhou in the northern border were quite interested in the gossip of the Sword Emperor, and only the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty had passed the gossip with the Sword Emperor.
So everyone's hot gossip enthusiasm could not be hidden.
Although Zhao Hu is a broom star, or a broom star without a friend, he has heard of this incident, and it is conceivable how eye-catching the relationship between the two is.
No one can say how much the Sword Emperor's influence on the Jin Emperor will be, it may be very small, and it may be shattered.
When Fu Yuhuang mentioned Sword Emperor, he suddenly provoked two calamity-level powerhouses. They were both ruthless and powerful kings. This must be trying to cause trouble.
But Zhao Hu didn't want to participate, he just wanted to live, why was it so difficult.
Tears welled up in his eyes, pitiful and unbearable.
However, Fu Yuhuang seemed to be completely invisible, completely indifferent.
She continued: "It's okay, the Sword Emperor is also my master, so there's nothing wrong with talking about him."
"Although I have known the Sword Emperor for a short time, there is still a tacit understanding between the master and the apprentice. Do you want to know if the Sword Emperor has any feelings for the Jin Emperor?"
Zhao Hu: No, I don't want to know.
However, under the coercion of Fu Yuhuang's eyes, he could only say with tears: "...I think."
Fu Yuhuang nodded with satisfaction and said mercifully, "Since you want to know, I'll tell you."
For a while, the entire Taoist platform was silent and dead.
Even Emperor Jin, who was fighting in the sky, was a little absent-minded.
Although the Sword Emperor had fallen, as the only man Jin Emperor had ever loved, she really wanted to know if the Sword Emperor had any love for her.
(End of this chapter)