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Chapter 116 Escape

But why, Emperor Wan Le has nothing to do with this matter.

"I have evidence that he forced Emperor Changping to kill this person."

When Bai Lin spoke, his gaze was extremely cold.An unjust case, most people who know about it have already set foot in the ground, who else cares about the truth?

As long as he thinks, what kind of rhetoric can't drag that person out of that position?

"What is it?" Ruan Qingjue became interested and looked at him and asked.

"Same as me." Picture that seat.

How ridiculous, Wan Ledi, who doesn't care about worldly affairs now, only cares about eating, drinking and having fun, also wants this seat. If he used to be a small play, then sitting in that seat is a big play.If he once owned only a small area, he now owns the whole world.

Ruan Qingjue rubbed his chin and asked, "Then what are you planning?"

Bai Lin didn't answer, and changed the subject abruptly, "My grandfather, Emperor Changping, valued him very much back then, but in the end he had to give him an emperor sword and send him back to the west. So being emperor is still very important, just yourself What you have is yours, and no one else can take it away.”

Most people don't become emperors because they overwork their lives and end up exhausted on the dragon chair.They enjoy the glory and wealth more, and enjoy the momentum of sitting on the world.But these are not something a mediocre person can stand.

Ruan Qingjue snapped his fingers, and a small ball of flames jumped at his fingertips, illuminating his side face much more gloomy.That face, which was born of the spirit of the world and all things, was so exquisite and impeccable, but it was also a little distorted by the darkness at this time.

He lingered in this world for a long time, and met the reincarnation of Da Si Ming countless times, but none of them were that person.Reincarnated as a mortal, doomed to be humble, doomed to be difficult to escape from the world of mortals, doomed to be mediocre and mediocre all his life.

After all, there is no such person in this world, standing alone at the intersection of life and death, life and death, without any confusion.

"I suspect that person just now is not Fan Yun. That shadow looks a bit stooped...His Royal Highness. If your beloved dies, where do you think you will bury him?"

"Beside..." Bai Lin saw that his eyes were still a little empty, and walked under the tree in the courtyard following his guess.

The dead branches trembled in the wind, like a dying old man, supporting himself to see the world for the last time with his chaotic eyes.

Ruan Qingjue came over, squatted beside Bai Lin, and put one hand on the ground, "His Royal Highness, there are many people in this world who were born in a muddle like mine. These people can't even tell whether they are black or white. So if you encounter such a thing again, please call me and don’t get your hands dirty.”

He exerted force with his arm, and a gully of hundreds of feet was immediately split under his palm. A coffin that was originally wrapped in darkness was finally able to see the light of day again today.

He didn't give Bai Lin the time to decide, he used his hands as claws to grab out of the air, and the coffin floated upwards with the airflow.

The coffin was laid flat on the ground by him, and a hand suddenly stretched out behind him and clasped his shoulder.

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