1055 Emperor Liao
"I didn't bring you to see him, I brought you to kill him."
Wang Luo used his mental power to communicate with Li Fan, not caring if his words were heard by others.
"If this person is alive, sooner or later he will come and kill you. Therefore, he must be killed."
Wang Luo was very ruthless, "So, this matter must be resolved."
"Is that person very strong? Why don't you even want to mention his name?"
"Because I don't know his name either."
Wang Luo shrugged his shoulders, "Everyone calls him that lord. The reason why we know his surname is Liao is entirely because he has a daughter named Liao outside."
"Is he strong?"
"Of course it's stronger."
Wang Luo didn't hesitate, "After all, the only person in China that I can't beat is him."
"Since you can't beat him, what are you doing here?"
Li Fan glanced outside the door, "We still have time to leave now."
"What, are you scared?"
"I'm afraid of hair! But I don't want to get into an inexplicable fight."
"You don't need to take action. This is my business. I can handle it myself."
Wang Luo told Li Fan, "I had to leave some room before, but today I can fight to the death."
Li Fan looked at Wang Luo's aging body and wondered how much more he could fight for his life.
But no matter what, since we have arrived at Master Liao's place, let's take a look. I am also very curious about this so-called Master Liao.
"Just follow me."
Wang Luo followed Master Liao's men and opened the secret passage.
The statue of the Dragon King slowly moved away, revealing a large hole underneath. Li Fan followed Wang Luo, took off a torch from the wall next to him, and held it in his hand. Without the torch, Li Fan could still see at night. But Wang Luo can't do it now. His body is no different from that of an old man. He holds on to the wall and moves forward slowly in the dim light of the fire.
In the firelight, Li Fan felt that Wang Luo's back was getting older, as if he would die at any time.
Can this old man persist until he meets the so-called Master Liao
This tunnel is very deep and I don’t know where it leads.
The three people walked all the way for more than ten minutes, and finally came to a majestic underground palace!
When Li Fan saw the secret church before, he was already amazed. It was really a magnificent building. But compared with the underground palace in front of me, it pales into insignificance.
The majestic construction of this underground palace made Li Fan think he was seeing a Forbidden City.
This kind of underground palace cannot be built by modern people, after all, it has left traces of history and time!
It should be an underground tomb, a hall in the underworld belonging to a certain emperor.
No matter who slept here before, now it has become a place for another person. However, isn't this kind of place supposed to be full of institutions? Have they all been hacked
"Let's go, this place is safe."
Wang Luo seemed to see Li Fan's guess, and he comforted him.
"clear."
Since it is a place for that person to live, it should be a more comfortable place. But living in such a palace, does he really regard himself as an emperor
"This way."
The man continued to lead them through the long walk towards a large hall in the distance.
In the palace, there were many guards standing in black clothes and red armor, who seemed to be the guards patrolling the city.
Li Fan couldn't help but sigh. This man seemed to be living like an emperor. I wonder if there were three thousand beauties in the harem
If you have a harem of three thousand, this kind of life is worth looking forward to.
"Dear guests, we are just ahead."
The person leading the way stretched out his hand to greet him, and in front of him was the majestic hall. In ancient times, this place should belong to the Xuanzheng Hall, a place specifically used for ministers to go to court.
Li Fan and Wang Luo walked in. As soon as they entered, they saw a long walkway directly opposite. Every piece of ground was paved with jade, giving them full luxury.
Directly opposite are the steps for Kowloon to climb up, with a golden dragon chair placed on the top.
A man with disheveled hair and a skinny body sat on the dragon chair, his hands like a skeleton resting on the dragon head armrest next to him.
This man's hair was also gray, and he seemed to be no different from Wang Luo. He was also dying, with half his foot stuck in the loess.
After the leader brought them in, he knelt down in front of the old man sitting on the dragon throne.
"Your Majesty, they are coming."
"Um."
The other party snorted. The person called Your Majesty should be Liao Wushuang's father.
How old was he when he gave birth to Liao Wushuang? Why was Liao Wushuang already so old when he was only twenty years old
It's really incomprehensible.
"Go down."
The other party said something without raising his head.
"According to the order."
The other party backed away, leaving Li Fan and Wang Luo behind.
"Old friend, I haven't seen you for more than fifty years, how come you have become such a b*tch?"
Wang Luo exchanged greetings.
"How can you be so good..."
Master Liao sneered, "Besides, we are not friends. I don't need friends."
"Oh, don't be so heartless."
Wang Luo slowly pulled out Shang Fang's sword, "At least, before you die, you can have a friend to mourn you."
"Who did you bring here?"
Because Li Fan changed his body shape and appearance with alien bone at Wang Luo's request, Lord Liao did not recognize him.
"Is he your heir? The next generation of Shang Fang Sword?"
The other party didn't seem to take Wang Luo's threat seriously.
"Yes, before I leave, I must do something good for China."
Wang Luo said, "Getting rid of you should be considered a great achievement."
"I... will not die..."
The other party said slowly, his voice full of power, "As long as I get Li Fan, I will become the strongest person."
Li Fan remained silent beside him, but when he heard this, he raised his attention.
Get yourself? What's the meaning
Is this old man also a psychopath? Do you want to have something happen to yourself
Li Fan subconsciously raised his energy and stared warily at the old man sitting on the dragon throne.
"My friend, you have a beautiful idea, but it's a pity that I can't make it happen."
Wang Luo held his sword, "If you are released, the whole of China will never have peace! Today, I will kill you here."
"Fifty years ago you lost to me. Fifty years later, you will still be no match for me."
Emperor Liao sneered again and again, "You rushed here to die. For the sake of past friendship, I will send you to die with my own hands."
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
Wang Luo sat down on the jade ground, "I am bound to die anyway, how about we talk about your story?"
"You want to hear about me?"
Emperor Liao laughed and said, "That's fine, you can't escape from my grasp anyway."