Seeing her reaction, Rong Xian threw off the attack, bent her eyes, and said with a smile, "Jun Heng wants to know if the late emperor ever loved you?"
She sighed, as if exiled from the pity of the exiled facing the ups and downs of the mortal world, and in her grief she carried an aloofness: "Everyone already controls a country, holds authority, and that person is no longer there, why does Jun Heng allow himself to be immersed in this place? In an ethereal feeling."
Lord Sima Heng's eyes were dark and dark: "You know, you definitely know. Whether it's your feelings for the devil or the heirs of the Yu family who once died for you, you definitely understand."
After all, she stared at Rong Xian, as if she could see through her innocent face.
However, no, nothing.
Rong Xian's expression didn't change at all, her eyes were still soft and harmless, and her breath didn't even fluctuate.
So she understood.
Rong Xian did understand, but she also knew how to let go.
She has experienced it, knows what happened, and how unforgettable it is, but she still hasn't changed or shaken.
She always knew what she wanted and she let it go.
Being born into the world, there are people who can do such perfection.
Only such a character can carry the entire country of Rong in the wind and rain, turning the northern border region upside down in a calm layout.
The corner of Sima Hengjun's mouth leaked a bit of bitterness, the choice of the Sword Emperor will never go wrong.
Perhaps it was not without reason that the Sword Emperor rejected her back then.
Rong Xian smiled warmly and genially, with the gentleness and calmness of a doctor: "Mr. Heng, the late emperor has been gone for decades, can't you come out?"
Sima Heng took a deep breath, and her expression returned to calm, she insisted: "I can come out, I don't need anyone to send me, Sima Heng. I just want an answer now, I want to know whether he has anything to do with me. emotion."
Rong Xian rubbed her brows in distress, and seemed very sad about her friend's obsession.
However, she knew in her heart that once Sima Heng-jun got the answer, her heart would be over, and she would be a great enemy in the future.
But so what
There are countless obstacles on her way, strong and weak, and they all fell down without exception.
If Sima Heng were to be her enemy, no matter how strong she was, the outcome would never be beyond his control.
Below, Fu Yuhuang and Rong Xian said at the same time, "No, he never had feelings for Emperor Jin."
The voice fell, Sima Heng-Jun's breath stagnated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but his aura became stronger invisibly.
The melancholy in the depths of her eyes finally dissipated, and a domineering sternness climbed up between her brows.
Even if she was trapped by love for a while, she eventually came out.
Lord Sima Heng took a deep look at Rong Xian and said, "Within the Taoist platform, this harvest can reach the throne. Since I got the unexpected joy thanks to your blessing, the throne will take a step back."
This is not a concession, but a repayment of cause and effect.
The Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and Emperor Rong Xu no longer owe each other.
Rong Xian was very clear in her heart.
Sima Hengjun's figure flashed, turned into a water-colored phoenix and fell in front of Qiu Shi several people.
The momentum of the whole body made everyone's mind stagnate, and they dared not have any extra thoughts.
No matter what kind of grievances there is between Emperor Jin and Emperor Xu, after Emperor Jin took a step back, no one else dared to step up and block the way, lest Emperor Jin suddenly turn his face and join forces with Emperor Xu.
Shang Qianqiu's eyes fell on Rong Xian who flew to the throne, took a deep breath, and finally pressed down the unwillingness in his heart.
The situation is already very clear, and he can't get involved.
Daotai contends for the king, actually just came and walked for a while.
This made Shang Qianqiu, the proud son of heaven, very uncomfortable.
Yu Ze secretly rejoiced in his heart, Shang Qianqiu's best to give up, he didn't want to lose this golden thigh.
Xiao Yuan took a sip of wine and reduced his sense of existence a lot.
At this time, the light shines brightly in the darkness.
Everyone involuntarily looked towards the light, and saw that the corpses of the monks who died in the Taoist platform were turned into white bones, including the monks who died in the previous battle for the king of the land. He practiced successfully before his death.
Now, under the manipulation of mysterious power, these bones have been paved in an orderly manner to form a road to the throne.
The coldness and resentment soared into the sky, making people unable to hold back.
Beneath the bones, there is a sea of blood.
From time to time, hideous faces appeared in the sea of blood that was roaring and roaring, and they were roaring piercingly. Every roar formed a black and red cloud of blood above the void.
If it is outside, the monks and mortals under the cloud are afraid that they will be enchanted.
These are the remnants of those unwilling souls who died in the Taoist platform!
Under the blessing of the sea of white bones and blood, the golden throne was slowly stained with blood, and the invisible chill and power spread in all directions with the throne as the center.
In the void, the list of the earth shook slightly, as if the supreme mighty force was rolled up and covered on the dragon head of the throne.
This volume seems to gather all the light in the world on the throne.
Dazzling, brilliant.
Beneath the throne, the bones are like mountains, and the sea of blood is full of waves.
On the throne, the crown of the king is cast with countless lives.
Powerful interests, real cruelty.
Temptation is dangerous.
Looking at the bright throne, Rong Xian's eyes flashed.
She is very familiar with the power of the blessing of the Earth List.
Heavenly blessing.
Rong Xian stood at the starting point of the White Bone Road and silently rolled her eyes that were not obvious.
Rong Xian despises Tian Dao's behavior of showing his existence when there is nothing to do.
But what should be hers, no one can take it.
With one step, she stepped on the White Bone Mountain, and followed the path of sin, heading towards the throne.
Just when she stepped on the road of bones, a gloomy wind swept in, and the blood-red evil cloud was also heavily suppressed.
Every step seems to be stepping on the tip of a knife, and if you are not careful, you will be swallowed by the unwilling souls around you.
On the White Bone Mountain, it is the only place where the souls of the dead can hurt the king who is about to be crowned.
They will do everything in their power to make the person one of them, as if that would calm their anger a little.
The bloody suffocation silently infected Rong Xian's consciousness, the roar of the dead soul was loud in her ears, and the layered illusions did not give her the slightest chance to breathe.
Once her mind is shaken a little, the mountain of bones stacked with white bones will loosen.
Fall into the sea of blood and never come out again.
After all, it is not a simple sea of blood, it is formed by the law.
Yan Kui said solemnly, "This is the last hurdle. Either become a king or a pioneer of the king."
Because of the comfort of the cannon fodder, the dead soul will be slightly satisfied.
The next person to set foot on Baigu Mountain will face at least 10% less resistance.
Don't underestimate this 10%, even if it's only half, it's enough for people to seize the opportunity to pass.
Lord Sima Heng said confidently: "The mere sea of bones and blood cannot stop Emperor Xu."
Jun Wu nodded quickly, looking very agreeable: "That's right, it's unstoppable."
Dr. Chenrelu is poor, but it is undeniable that she is powerful.
(End of this chapter)