(Recommendation: The latest historical version of "Ni Tang" in light ink and green shirt. Everyone must know the book of the cow. The quality has always been first-class. I seriously recommend it. The ISBN is 1025964... ps: I tried my best, I am exhausted, and I may write tomorrow Less, I want to take it easy.)
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"The great master is indeed worthy of being a great master. Even if he yells at him, he can still scold a great master out of nothing."
Wang Qinian hid behind the terrified Ren Shaoan, talked to each other habitually in his heart, his eyeballs began to roll, and then took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, he quietly moved back. He and Zong Zhui are both known as the two wings of the Overwatch Council. When it comes to escaping and hiding, they are truly unparalleled in the world. At this time, everyone's attention on the top of Dadong Mountain is all focused on the third man wearing a hat who suddenly appeared. Didn't notice that one of them disappeared.
Wang Qinian thought to himself, this is probably the advantage of the small character. Like Gundam who worked so hard to save his life on the mountainside, those of them who have been with Fan Xian for a long time have a slightly different mindset from most loyal ministers and filial sons in the world—living is the most important thing, even if His Majesty is about to kick his legs, but he himself Still have to live.
Wang Qinian's disappearance can be hidden from everyone in the world, but it cannot be hidden from these great masters on the top of the mountain, but they are looking at each other, looking at each other, looking at Emperor Qing, but they are stingy to spare any attention to see A dry, nameless old man.
Layers of dark clouds gathered for no reason, hanging high in the sky above the top of Dongshan Mountain, covering most of the blazing sunlight, and the mountaintop was re-entered by the gloomy sea breeze.
It was quiet.
Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is a spirited old man. He should have come forward to criticize the despicable murder in front of him, but he was speechless. Ren Shaoan, Zhengqing of Taichang Temple, is not very old. He should stand by the emperor's side and help His Majesty block these powerful murderous auras from within and from foreign countries, but... he dare not.
Yes, no one dared to move, no one dared to speak, and there were infinitely complex emotions in everyone's hearts, whether it was excitement, or fear, or excitement, or despair, or awe, or sadness.
Yes, on this small hilltop, too many things happened today, and too many great people came, so that the patchwork ancient temples also began to tremble in the sea breeze, and the copper corners of the eaves began to tremble. Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding, paying homage to these great figures.
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Ye Liuyun, Sigu Jian, Ku He, the three great masters worshiped by the people of the Three Kingdoms. The three great masters live in the south and the north, Ku He is the master of the Northern Qi State, Si Gu Jian protects the Dong Yi with a sword, and Ye Liuyun is hard to find on the sea. No one in this world can invite the three of them to appear in the same place at the same time, this is the self-awareness of being the pinnacle of the world.
Today they came to Dadongshan for one person.
Because the other party is the Emperor Qing whose ambition has never faded, the emperor of the most powerful country in the world, and the most powerful person in the world!
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And beside the emperor stood Eunuch Hong, Eunuch Hong who had never been out of Beijing.
The four great masters will come back!
Assassinate Emperor Qing!
The pinnacle of force and the pinnacle of power in the world gather here. Such a wonderful scene has never appeared in the history of this continent, and it may not have the opportunity to appear again in the long years to come. Such scenes can often only exist in people's fantasies, or in the stories of Northern Qi storytellers.
However, this seemingly absolutely impossible scene finally became a reality on Dadong Mountain in the late summer.
And that Emperor Qing who was the target, the four great masters, would never forget that at the gate of that small ancient temple... there was a blind man with a black cloth tied over his eyes.
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"I've met Your Majesty." The Grand Master who went up the mountain last was also wearing a sackcloth, but his feet were naked, and the sackcloth pants hung down to his ankles, not covering his feet that were not dusty.
The emperor bowed slightly and saluted: "I haven't seen the national teacher for a year and a half, and the spirit of the national teacher is getting better."
Ku He slowly took off the hat she was wearing on her head, revealing her bald head. There was a sense of peace in the wrinkles on her forehead, and said softly, "Your Majesty's spirit is not bad."
The emperor had already gotten rid of the previous shock, since the fifth child came and Si Gu Jian came, Ku He naturally also came. He gave a wry smile, as if he was praising his sister, who deliberately spared her life, to come up with such a big deal.
"I really don't know what ability Yunrui has to persuade a few of you."
It didn't take a moment for the bitterness in the Emperor Qing's smile to fade away, and he said proudly: "You are not a mortal, I am the Son of Heaven, and I am not a mortal. If you want to kill me... do you have the courage to bear the chaos of the world after my death?"
This statement was not false. Once the Qing Emperor was assassinated and died, no matter how the Eldest Princess tried to turn the situation around in the capital, the Qing Kingdom would definitely suffer great damage. The emperor's assassination was like tearing a big wound in the hearts of the people of Qing Kingdom. The government and the opposition of the Qing Kingdom, which had always been stable, were hit hard by this. If they wanted to maintain internal balance, they had to find an outlet for their anger externally.
The calmness of Emperor Qing came from his judgment of the current situation. If he was assassinated in Dongshan, and foreign forces joined him, regardless of whether the courtiers were loyal or not, under the strong pressure of the new funeral, they would definitely be killed. Forced to raise troops.
With Qing's powerful military strength and the blood spirit of the people cultivated over the years, once the banner of revenge for His Majesty is set up, how can the Northern Qi and Dongyi survive under the murderous aura? Even if the opponent has a great master... But the world will be in chaos!
"Once I die, tens of millions of people will die in the world." The emperor smiled contemptuously, looking at the three great masters, "You three have always liked to pretend to be the guardians of the people. However, because of my death, your people were killed, starved, humiliated, displaced, unable to breathe for a hundred years... Is this deal worthwhile?"
Ku He smiled slightly: "If His Majesty didn't die, wouldn't he send troops? Wouldn't there be a world war?"
The emperor said slowly: "In the past twenty years, there has been no major war in the world, and you know why best."
Ku He sighed and said: "Your Majesty employs soldiers like gods. The Qing Dynasty is strong and prosperous every day. The reason why Your Majesty pities the people and does not cause wars is nothing more than that there are still a few old men like us alive in the world. Otherwise, even if we rule the world, But it is a world that we toss and collapse at any time, His Majesty naturally does not want this result."
"That's right, I'm just waiting for you to grow old and die." The emperor said lightly, "I'm younger than you, I can wait..."
"We can't wait." Ku He sighed again: "Otherwise, after we die, who will maintain the peace in this world?"
Emperor Qing's two sword eyebrows gradually frowned, and the small wrinkles between his brows contained a hint of indifference and domineering: "Peace? The peace of this world can only be given by me! It's because you three don't know current affairs, only know how to fight and kill." The reckless man who killed him, can he give the people of this world a peaceful and prosperous world?"
The Northern Qi national teacher who went up the mountain last smiled gently, and said softly to Emperor Qing: "Thousands of years later, no matter how the history books talk about today's Dongshan, it is beyond the control of us mortals, and every member of the common people cannot control it." Responsible for the distant future... All we have to look at is the present moment in this quiet world."
Ku He clasped his palms together slightly, and said: "At least before the three of us die, before we grow old, we must take some responsibility for this world."
"So I must die?" Emperor Qing smiled slightly, turned his head to look at Ye Liuyun and said, "Uncle Shi, you are from the country of Qing, and you float in the sea on a canopy, how chic you are. You want me to die, is it for the peace of the world? Don't forget Well, I killed countless people in the Southern and Northern Wars of Daqing, and your Ye family will account for 30% of them!"
Without waiting for Ye Liuyun to reply, Emperor Qing turned to Sigu Jian again, sneered and said, "What about you? A sword idiot who kills like grass, actually has the world in his heart? Could it be that you killed your whole family back then, and it was also for the sake of Dongyi City? Taiping?"
Finally, Emperor Qing looked at Ku He disdainfully, and said, "Tianyi Dao is a great reputation for asceticism, but you monks don't do production, and are all supported by the people, so what are you? It's just a bunch of moths."
"Zhan Mingyue!" Emperor Qing shouted coldly, "Don't think that you can wash off the blood on your hands just by shaving your head."
"Uncle Shi, you are only doing it for the continuation of your family... Of course, I originally intended to kill you here, and if you want to kill me, I have no complaints."
"Si Gu Jian, you have guarded Dongyi City for several years, and if I want to destroy Dongyi, it is only natural for you to assassinate me."
"Ku He, you are the Imperial Teacher of the Northern Qi Dynasty. If I want to swallow up the Northern Qi Dynasty, you will benefit from doing such a violent act. I don't need to say much."
"The three of you all have a reason to kill me and are qualified to kill me, but..." He looked at the three great masters with earth-shattering cultivation, and couldn't help his contempt: "Your gentlemen, there is something in your heart. Why bother to make another deceitful project out of their own little calculations?"
"Wearing three hats and three sackcloths, do you think you are ordinary people? Wrong! You are monsters that should not exist in this world." Emperor Qing stared at the three great masters coldly, "Pleading for the people, are you worthy?" ?”
Emperor Qing flicked his sleeves lightly, and laughed long, full of disdain and sarcasm, either ridiculing the three great masters who stood at the pinnacle of the world, or mocking himself because of his calculations and his sense of fate that he would eventually lose to God's will.
"Come on, the way of heaven has always been unfair, and the three of you will misunderstand my plans. For twenty years, I have often asked this god why you were not born a thousand years ago, or a hundred years ago, but you were born when I was alive." These old monsters come…”
The middle-aged man with the greatest power in the world suddenly suppressed his smile, and said indifferently: "Now that everyone is here, what are you waiting for?"
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Ever since old man Hong lost his aura, Emperor Qing stood beside him, standing with his head held high, surrounded by the three great masters, laughing and talking freely, what kind of confident look is this? If it were any powerful person in the world, placed in his current situation, no matter how clear-headed he was, he would eventually fall into some unbearable emotion.
Only Emperor Qing was still talking eloquently, there was no trace of fear between his brows and pupils, and there was only a trace of calm followed by astonishment, and a faint trace of melancholy and helplessness after calm.
He asked the three great masters coldly, the arrogance of the world has not been weakened in the slightest because of the crisis at this time, the cultivation skills of the most powerful person in the world for many years, let him even when surrounded by these peak human powers Among them, the supreme majesty of the emperor is still naturally revealed.
The meaning of the last paragraph is very clear. With the courage and determination of Emperor Qing, there have been signs of dominating the world twenty years ago. He has the ability to complete this great cause. The kingdom of ten thousand dynasties.
Emperor Qing will also become the real co-lord of the world.
However, twenty years ago, Qing Kingdom's pace of unifying the world was forced to slow down. Because in the process of the Qing Kingdom replacing the Great Wei and becoming the most powerful country on the continent, the realm of martial arts in the human world suddenly leapt. Since thirty years ago, several great masters have gradually appeared in the world. In the history of mankind, there has never been such a monster that can fight against the state machine with one person.
Once such a terrifying grand master appeared, even if his heart was as strong as Emperor Qing's, he still had to take the lead temporarily and seek a temporary balance on the mainland.
"What are you waiting for?" Emperor Qing repeated it again in a mocking tone, and said, "A majestic grand master will also be afraid of me? Zhan Mingyue, you have been hiding all this time, are you worried that the situation in Dadongshan is between me and me?" Did Yunrui jointly set it up?"
Emperor Qing has this ability to tell the truth of others' minds with one word, even if the other party is an unfathomable grand master.
Ku He smiled slightly, with the faint light under the dark clouds reflected on his head, his whole body seemed to have merged with this mountain, and he replied in a harmonious voice: "In the final analysis, it was the Northern Qi and Dongyi who were killed by His Majesty and the Eldest Princess all these years. Crap."
Yes, for such a good opportunity in Dadongshan, the three great masters will all think about whether the sudden loss of power of the eldest princess and the sudden abolition of the prince is a big conspiracy played by the people of Qing, so they must see what is going on inside Qing. real problem.
And now all of this, Yan Xiaoyi's rebel army, changing their commanders just before the battle, has proved all of this.
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There was a strange phenomenon on the sea, and the range of layers of dark clouds above the top of Dadong Mountain became wider and wider, and finally directly connected to the horizon where the sea and the sky communicated. The entire sky was covered by dark clouds, and the sky became darker and darker. The tumbling and jostling seems to be clearly visible, and it seems that some unknown energy is accumulating among those deformed and struggling clouds.
Woooo... The wind whistled, and there was a faint rumble of thunder among the clouds. It seemed that the heaven and the earth were moaning in pain, and then a drop of rain fell.
Under the sky with the thickest layers of dark clouds, the top of Dadong Mountain has entered a very wonderful state. When the first drop of rain fell, it happened to hit the golden silk painted dragon on Emperor Qing's bright yellow dragon robe.
The rain hit the dragon's right eye, and the bright yellow cloth was heavily stained with water, making the dragon's eye dim and sad.
Potential.
The four unusually powerful forces appeared at the top of the Dadong Mountain shrouded in dark clouds at the same time, interfering with each other, clinging to each other, conflicting, gradually converging, and about to soar into the sky, and compete with those thick clouds over the mountain top. Contest!
Reality.
The four potentials contain the power of the entity, they are perfectly integrated, and they have entered a mysterious realm. When the first drop of rain fell, he took control of everything on the top of Dadongshan Mountain. In this state of perfect harmony, all beings begin to lose control of their own minds.
The officials of the Qing Kingdom and the priests of the temple did not fall to the ground because of the terrifying pressure from the field. They were still standing, but their whole bodies were stiff, and there was no possibility of moving. They are afraid but their pupils cannot shrink, they are incontinent and their clothes cannot be wet with urine, they want to scream but they cannot open their mouths.
The long green grass around the top of the mountain fell down like a sword and stabbed into the middle of the field, as if worshiping the monarch of the world. The copper bell on the eaves of the temple swayed slightly, but the ringing iron inside also moved harmoniously, without making any sound. The loess on the ground receded slowly towards the gap between the bluestones at a speed visible to the naked eye, shrinking into a line, a shrinking line, avoiding this majestic force.
There is not a single sound, all the sounds are blocked in the thick barrier of the real situation, the thunder strangled by the clouds, and the whispers of the raindrops moistening the soil, all become the subtitles of pantomime, which can be seen but not heard its sound.
Real super-ninth rank, surpassing ninth rank, human beings have been thinking about what will happen once such power is fully exerted, but today on Dadong Mountain, five of the most peak people in the world shot at the same time, this power even Faintly beyond the scope of human beings, and began to approach infinitely towards the illusory way of heaven.
The wind blows, silently.
It was raining heavily and there was no tick-tock to be heard.
The rainwater hit Master Ku He's old face, and instead of being aroused by the pure and upright Qi in his body, the rain fell down very gently and naturally, wetting his skirt, his sackcloth, and his bare feet . The strong wind on the top of the mountain made his clothes flutter backwards, but his person was like a mountain, standing quietly on the top of the mountain, facing the wind and rain, without deliberately resisting, just blending with the wind and rain gently and naturally one place.
This is to take advantage of the situation, the situation of the mountain, the situation of the wind, and the situation of the rain, to calm the extremely domineering true energy on the opposite side.
Eunuch Hong held Emperor Qing with one hand, his whole body had already stood up, the domineering true energy in his body was unreservedly released, his beard and hair were all stretched out, piercing the eunuch hat on his head, and his clothes were also shattered. Flying against the wind, exuding a domineering aura of ghosts and gods from all over her body, it seems that she is about to crush this mountain, this wind, this rain... all to pieces!
Master Ku He's eyes suddenly flashed a strange brilliance, a strange light that was completely inconsistent with the righteous and peaceful meaning of the sky, and he muttered something in his lips, but he couldn't hear what he was thinking, but let his body be in the wind and rain. He swayed helplessly, but he couldn't see a trace of decadence.
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Among the four forces in the arena, only Eunuch Hong fired with all his strength, and his aura soared into the sky, shaking the rain around him and the emperor into a powder mist, which filled his body and blurred the scene inside.
Domineering is unstoppable, especially this kind of domineering, Eunuch Hong's pupils are shining brightly, and his whole person seems to be decades younger. Could it be that he is wasting his life and essence to hold these three people back? The great master took a moment to give Wu Zhu a chance to save him
However, Wu Zhu was in the rain, letting the rain wet the black cloth, but he didn't move at all.
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Just because he doesn't move doesn't mean that he will never move, so Si Gu Jian is like a rain that has changed direction, passing a black shadow, standing between Wu Zhu and Emperor Qing like a ghost.
Si Gu Jian didn't move, he just focused on his posture, he lowered his head, his hat covered his face, the rain seemed to completely swallow this dwarf in sackcloth.
But no amount of wind and rain could swallow the sword he held upside down in his hand.
Wu Zhu "looked" at the sword in Si Gu Jian's hand through the black cloth.
The sword that was still shining coldly and bloody in the wind and rain suddenly dimmed for a moment.
Si Gu Jian still didn't move, but the tyrannical zhenqi in his body was forced out, oozing out along the hundreds of holes in the sackcloth on his body.
These hundreds of cuts are the price for this great master to kill a hundred tiger guards with one sword.
Si Gu Jian's zhenqi seemed to be real, and it came out from the cracks in his sackcloth. Although he didn't make a sound, he could feel it very clearly from the shape of the sackcloth swaying rapidly at those slits. And after these shards of true energy were forced out of his body, they didn't break through the air, but flew up and down around his body in a mournful arc.
Drive the rain to dance.
The rainwater turned into handfuls of blades, which danced silently, transparently, and looked miraculous.
Wuzhu lowered his head slowly, held the iron brazing rod at his waist with his backhand, and frowned.
At this moment, the rain front flying around Si Gu's sword became more and more intense, cutting off all life around him, and enveloped the entire mountain in an atmosphere of despair and killing.
Si Gu Jian has not drawn his sword yet, because he himself is a foolish and persistent sword.
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Ye Liuyun didn't draw his sword either, because his sword had already pierced into the cliff at the foot of the mountain. Among the five peerless masters at the Grandmaster level, he was the only one who looked a little lonely at this moment.
He is from the Qing Dynasty.
He is the patron saint of the Ye family.
He was called Uncle Shi by His Majesty Qing.
He wanted to kill the emperor of Qing.
His hands that broke gold and cut jade, and smashed clouds and caught wind, were still firmly and gently placed in his sleeves, and he never stretched out.
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At this moment, Master Ku He moved first. He moved one foot, but took a step towards Mr. Hong's side, a light step.
But Eunuch Hong felt that there seemed to be a mountain pressing towards him, raised his eyebrows, and slightly bent his left middle finger, like a thunderbolt from the sky, purely overbearing to break the opponent's harmony.
The mountain is broken.
It's raining.
What a bitter lotus, the wind and rain in the sky changed direction at this moment, and rushed towards Eunuch Hong's cheek that suddenly looked younger by decades.
When the rain touched Eunuch Hong's cheeks, it didn't make any marks, but Eunuch Hong's smooth face seemed to have a few more wrinkles, and he looked a little older!
But the rainwater was evaporated immediately, Eunuch Hong dug his index finger again, and pointed it down in the air in front of him. Although it was silent, it made the rainwater give way, cracking the bluestone slab. The shrunken loess below was exposed, even the loess couldn't bear this violent breath, countless particles rolled and twisted, squeezing out the moist moisture!
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The bitter lotus drifted away like fallen leaves, not touching the rain. The bluestone slab he had stepped on before suddenly disappeared and dried up in the heavy rain, revealing the cracked ground like yellow sand.
There is compassion in Ku He's heart, knowing that this colleague who has been hidden in the Qing Palace for decades has already read it today, otherwise he would not have chosen such a tough way. With the release of Qi, even the body of the Grand Master might not be able to hold it for a while.
However, he floated forward again, still like a fallen leaf.
Holding Eunuch Hong's left hand, it was as if a fallen leaf had finally been wet by the rain, firmly attached to the mottled wall of the temple, and could no longer be detached.
Eunuch Hong raised his eyebrows.
Ku He's clothes began to flap.
The air in the room between the two began to deform continuously, making the wind and rain passing through it calm down.
Still no sound.
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The rainwater flowed down the hat, forming a curtain of water, covering Si Gu Jian's face. He lowered his head, opened his palms lightly, let go of the hilt of his sword, and in the wind and rain, he stretched out two fingers, each pointing at the sky. direction.
With a swipe of the finger, the wind and rain around him suddenly became chaotic, and the sword intent was powerful!
The long sword slowly fell down from his hand, but it was fixed in mid-air, and it did not fall again. In an instant, it regained its brilliance. A ray of light pierced the tip of the sword from the hilt, and the killing intent pointed directly at the ground, and pointed back. The sky is indomitable, its momentum is unstoppable.
A bottomless black hole appeared out of nowhere on the ground.
Wuzhu lowered his head, clenched the iron drill with his backhand, pressed his thumb on his index finger, and his knuckles were slightly white.
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Ye Liuyun knew that he had to make a move. This final blow had to be done by himself. This was the most critical part of the agreement.
He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with tranquility, and he stretched out those white palms like jade from his sleeves.
Ye Liuyun launched with all his strength, and the balance of power in the field was suddenly broken. Eunuch Hong, with his domineering aura, could no longer resist the joint attack of the three great masters, and a small hole was torn in the mysterious realm of the field.
A small hole in the foam is enough to destroy everything.
The voice returned to the earth.
A muffled sound resounded between Master Ku He and Eunuch Hong. The two energies of completely different nature clashed before, but the sound was delayed until now. The sound was as muffled as thunder, like a storm.
The sackcloth on Ku He's arms was completely shattered, revealing his old arms full of bloodstains, but his eyes were still peaceful, his hands gently brushed Eunuch Hong's right hand, and the fallen leaves were blown heavily by the mountain wind, paddling The unusually weird but natural-looking traces floated up.
The national teacher's right palm was gently caressing Eunuch Hong's chest.
Eunuch Hong's face was even older by three points.
Then Eunuch Hong's chest suddenly rose violently! Shake away Ku He Guoshi's gentle and approaching palm with the power of heaven and earth!
Ku He's face turned pale, and then gently pressed the second palm.
The emperor sighed, and let go of the hand that had been holding Eunuch Hong all this time. The sound of the sigh resounded on the mountaintop that had been quiet for a long time, and it seemed so desolate and peaceful.
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"The waves only bloom for a while, but they are no different from the Millennium Stone. The same is true for Liuyun, and so is Your Majesty..."
Ye Liuyun finished reciting this gatha expressionlessly, and came in front of Emperor Qing. At this time, Ku He was with Eunuch Hong, and Wu Zhu was with Si Gu Jian. No one in the world was qualified to stop him from completing the final blow to assassinate the king.
At this moment, a bolt of lightning in the sky finally reached the top of the mountain, and the sound of rain also became louder.
The flash of lightning is fleeting, and it only illuminates for a moment, the real flash of light and flint. And at this moment, Si Gu Jian saw Wu Zhu loosen his hand holding the iron rod!
Si Gu Jian grinned, and flexed his two fingers with his hands together, the rainwater dripped from his fingertips, and the long sword beside him, which had been suspended in the air, flew out with a bang, circling around his body He drew a semicircle and pierced Emperor Qing's back!
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There was Ye Liuyun in the front, and Si Gu Jian in the back, a sword that condensed the whole body's true energy. Even the great master couldn't handle it. The matter finally came to the end.
Emperor Qing had let go of Eunuch Hong's hand at this time, he didn't want the old eunuch to have a good time in the grand master battle because of himself. His right hand was trembling, but his face was extremely calm, ready to face death.
People are always going to die, and the rain entered His Majesty's lips, slightly bitter. The dragon in the dragon robe on his body was drenched in the rain, struggling in the clouds, looking extremely unwilling.
After the lightning, the thunder finally came to the top of the mountain, with a crackling sound and booming.
Emperor Qing stood proudly on the top of the mountain, waiting to die.
At this time, the ministers and priests of the Qing Kingdom had already fallen into the rain, watched this heart-piercing scene, knelt down on the ground, and cried: "Your Majesty...!" (, if you want to know what will happen next , please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine!)