The protagonist abused me thousands of times

The eyes of several people fell on Gu Yuzhu.

Emperor Yong'an couldn't help but burst out laughing, so what kind of sage did those juniors regard him as?It's all about loving the people like a son, but will he still love the people who will be thousands of years from now?If anyone here can enter his imperial mausoleum, he might as well get rid of the remnants of his soul.

Thousands of years ago, he let Zhongxing Mingjun not do it, and went to become a subjugated monarch, and he robbed the cultivation world. Maybe there is not much reason, just because he wants to, and he can.If there is no such thing as a cultivator, he will act recklessly, and he may not be a faint king with a long history.

They all scolded "worry about the ancients", but he, an ancient man, has to worry about the modern people. Oh, by the way, he is not even a human being now, only a soul left!

But what happened back then had to come to an end, he just didn't expect to have to wait until today for the end of the good beginning and the good end.

"You have the aura of a hidden dragon." Emperor Yong'an looked at Su Mu.He has waited for such a person for too long... As expected, those juniors are too disappointing!

Su Mu was stunned for a moment, quite moved, "However, I have acted as an agent for city affairs for a few days, and the people actually believe me so far?"

Emperor Yong'an: "..."

I don't want to tactfully remind someone to be passionate!So Emperor Yong'an spoke slowly and directly, "What I mean is that the Su family has an emperor, or there will be an emperor."

Xijing is known as the land of Longxing, but the people are only tens of thousands, and it is only the capital of their Ming dynasty. Who gave the Su family boy the confidence that as long as he manages such a city well, he will be considered an emperor?Dozens of city lords have been changed, okay?Hundreds of years ago, if a talented city lord returned to the outside world, he might be able to take advantage of the situation to fight for the position of the lord of the world, but now... so cool, it took 1000 years for such a dragon-like lord to come here!

Su Mu: "..."

So embarrassing →_→

Ling Chen quietly blocked Emperor Yong'an's gaze, "Then what should we do?"

Even if the senior brother has the aura of a hidden dragon, so what?How could it be possible to push everything on the senior brother?Saying "we", of course, means to bear the burden together.

"The formation is based on my dragon spirit and the destiny of the millennium. No one can touch the heart of the formation except Su Muzhi." Emperor Yong'an didn't care about Ling Chen's sword intent, so what about the extinction of the sword intent?He is not the emperor who founded the country, but he has also rolled a few times on the battlefield. He has fought with swordsmen and demons not once or twice, and he has encountered many monks who specialize in killing. Such a monstrous killing intent is really heart-wrenching. cold.

Qian Rong said that Chixiao and Zhehua have a good relationship, but they are not lying. Su Mu does have some understanding of some formations, and the more sidelined, the more he can find a way. Hearing about Dragon Qi and National Luck, He came to his senses first, "Sleepy... sleepy dragon array?"

Great my brother!

Which dragon is trapped besides Emperor Yong'an himself?

"Competing with the way of heaven..." Su Mu found that the emperor in front of him was probably crazy. Minchao could survive at least a few hundred years after Emperor Yong'an, and as a cultivator, he was still a great power in the refining period. It is not a problem to live another thousand years without breaking through, but with the dragon and the dragon together, it has become the situation today.

"Rather than let others change the fate of the country randomly and make things happen with the dragon's energy, it is better to use it." Emperor Yong'an blinked and said with a smile: "How can you allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch?"

Gu Yuzhu choked up, and finally realized that the legendary His Majesty did not have the temperament as recorded in the handwriting, only to hear him laugh loudly—"The wise emperor who has been famous through the ages must be accompanied by the emperor, teacher and virtuous minister who descended from immortals, and My ministers should be chosen by me, and government orders should be according to my heart!"

He would rather be a mediocre subjugated king in his old age, but he is lucky enough to be so powerful in both worlds, why is it not worth it?

After a while of silence, Su Mu asked, "What should I do?"

People who are not in that position probably cannot make unreasonable judgments about their merits and demerits.What's more, they didn't come here to talk about the past and the present, but to sit and talk about the Tao. They still have to come up with specific methods, but...

"Sacrifice to Heaven." Emperor Yong'an got up, and said two words decisively. The black dragon robe wrapped his still pale body, and the lights and shadows in the tomb were flickering, covering half of his deep-browed face, which made people feel cold for no reason.

The sword in Ling Chen's hand was already sharp.

Su Mu held Ling Chen's hand, pushed back the sharp sword abruptly, and asked, "How to sacrifice?"

This time even Gu Yuzhu couldn't help but took half a step forward, wanting to grab Su Mu, who had always been steady but suddenly became reckless.

"I thought you would doubt me." He smiled slightly, raised his sword eyebrows that slanted into his temples, and his handsome but sinister face instantly became vivid, "For example, taking advantage of the opportunity to seize the house or blood sacrifice."

Su Mu didn't evade, his eyes were clear, and he also smiled back, "Will your majesty condescend to plot against me, a junior?"

"You are not my subject."

"However, the people in Xijing City are the responsibility of Muzhi Mushou." Su Mu never thought that his mother's earnest expectations when he was young, but after he has entered the path of cultivation for many years, he has achieved it in this form.

People who have been emperors will not be moved by just one or two nice words, otherwise he will say "Your Majesty Wanan" to the Chinese military capital, and he will not be able to do anything?impossible.Therefore, Emperor Yong'an still followed his own pace and gave two choices, "Sacrifice to the sky according to the ceremony, completely close the sleepy dragon formation, and connect the land of the dead with the outside world; sacrifice the formation with blood, and exchange half of the blood for the right to pass." , leave the land of the dead, and never return, you choose."

Of course there are people who have successfully left the Land of the Dead, otherwise how would such a reputation spread?However, there is a great opportunity to meet the ancestor worship day when the dragon raises its head once every 60 years. I also have the opportunity to hear the voice of Emperor Yong'an and know how to leave. However, after leaving, blood loss is not a problem. He didn't make any progress in the world of comprehension, but continued to regress until he died.

They should have chosen the latter, after all all the previous ones were like this.

Of course, those people in the past didn’t have any chance_→

Su Mu took two steps forward. The wide-sleeved robe made him look slender, and the unhealed old injury made him feel a little weak. Only his back was always straight, and he could still see the demeanor of the proud son of the Tianji Sect , as elegant as a bamboo, as majestic as a jade mountain, "how to worship the sky."

The king who was firmly seated on the Dragon Throne finally slowly walked down the position where he had been imprisoned for many years. The stone steps of white marble were paved one step at a time in front of Su Mu, so he slowly walked over and met the monk in green who was standing still. He stretched out his hand, pulled and tugged, and hugged the person in his arms.

Su Mu: "..."

Ling Chen: "!!!"

It was clearly an unhurried movement, even when he reached out his hand, it could be called calm, but Su Mu felt like being locked in, and he couldn't move at all, and was hugged.The calloused hand was cold to the bone, but the golden light absorbed into his body instantly was warm and heavy, and a red gold dragon pattern ring was suddenly clasped on his finger. Su Mu sighed helplessly, "Then I will prepare for it." The ceremony of worshiping heaven."

Rather than saying that the formation trapped Emperor Yong'an, it was better to say that it was the shackles of the Dao of Heaven. To break the formation, Emperor Yong'an only needed to bow his head to the Dao of Heaven, so it was said that there was a matter of offering sacrifices to the Heaven.But if he really wants to go to heaven, Emperor Yong'an must dissipate all his dragon energy, so it would be better to take advantage of his fancy descendants.

"Senior brother, how are you doing?" Ling Chen almost gritted his silver teeth, wishing he could smash the parasitic ring with his sword edge, "I...I don't worry."

Rather than being sullen, it is better to say it directly, Ling Chen knows his senior brother very well—for example, if it is a foregone conclusion, he has nothing to say—well, let’s decide to do it directly.

The light was brilliant again, compared to the grandeur just now, this time there was a sense of moistening and silence. The light was only on for a moment, like thick ink meeting water, and blurred around Su Mu's body, and then a figure floated on the ring— —Emperor Yong'an flicked his sleeves and was furious, "Will you not let me die with peace of mind?"

To be reasonable, he has been bored here for a thousand years, and finally waited for the end. Now he is just looking for someone who looks good to pass the time. By the way, when the formation is closed, the moment when his remnant soul dissipates will be delayed a little longer. Day, just to see the final result, why do people still hate a 1000-year-old old man so much!

"Uh...ah~" Su Mu grabbed his back, suppressed the exclamation that blurted out, and gritted his teeth viciously, "Ling Xiaochen!"

Under the cover of the clothes, the black phoenix pattern wandered on the white skin like jade. At one time, the wings swept across the spine, and at other times, the tail feathers scratched the waist, bringing bursts of itching. The warmth gushing out from the ironing post wraps the undigested domineering dragon energy one by one, helping to refine them one by one.Su Mu took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to melt the ring and then pull out the junior brother to beat him up, and found that he was really good-tempered.

Satisfied, Ling Chen suddenly appeared behind Su Mu again, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said solemnly: "I have checked, there is no danger, but I still have to be careful, so I still..."

Su Mu: "... Enough."

Emperor Yong'an snorted coldly, "Playing a hooligan and using me as an excuse."

Ling Chen confronted each other, "Then why are you clinging to my senior brother?"

What do you do when you take a shower and change your clothes?Only I can take advantage of my brother!

The dragon energy is delivered, and the matter is explained, so let's get off to where we need to go, okay?The ring hanging is not the same, Su Mu is not the only one present!

Emperor Yong'an looked at the few people present—his gaze fell on Gu Yuzhu, the girl blushed and was pulled behind her, and the one standing in front made people want to make a move , as for Ling Chen holding a sword... It's disgusting to see each other!

So he gently opened his lips, "Heh!"

Ling Xiaochen's eyes were red at that time, and he looked at Su Mu "poorly", ready to be possessed by a disagreement, at least the kind of possessed that will stab the soul to death.

"Enough!" Su Mu raised his voice before saying two words, then succumbed to Ling Chen's small eyes, "As soon as the day comes, we will sacrifice to heaven."

After sacrificing the sky and sending the soul, isn't it easy to get rid of the Shura field?

Su Mu couldn't help sighing, as expected, he couldn't control the protagonist's life—Grandpa Goldfinger was young and beautiful, and he would smash the jar of jealousy if he was not careful!

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