Kill the Tyrant [Interstellar]

The old man was stunned for a moment, at a loss.His Majesty the emperor who is wise and martial, gentle and martial, brave and resourceful, cold and arrogant!Sitting on the ground and crying like an ignorant three-year-old!

Since the emperor's ascension to the throne, the grandfather who has served the emperor for nearly a hundred years - Les, his three views were split into deep cracks by the huge lightning in an instant.

But after all, the age is there, what storms have not been seen?Dazed for a moment, Les hurried forward to help Wu Xin, who was crying into tears, and thought to himself: "It must be because His Majesty was injured that he was so disrespectful."

But when Wu Xin was helped to the bed, he couldn't support his body from crying.Falling on the quilt, she still kept crying, murmuring intermittently: "Woooooo~~~~~~God has abandoned me...my hair..."

Les took out a hot towel and wiped Wu Xin's face. The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong, and persuaded him, "Your Majesty, it's just hair, why should you care?"

Wu Xinteng jumped up from the bed. Although the old man saved his life, he was never allowed to say such words, crying and crying: "What do you know! Do you know how important hair is to me! No You must insult my faith!"

His Majesty the Emperor never pretended to the people below, if he was so angry, it stands to reason that Rice should wait for him to calm down before persuading him.But if others know that such words have been uttered from the emperor's golden mouth, it will really hinder the king's prestige.Persuaded: "Your Majesty, you have to think twice, you can't say such a thing again. What kind of gods and hairy people are things that only those small, barbaric and uncivilized countries believe in."

As soon as people get old, they can't stop chattering: "The ancient empire rose and prospered by relying on the most advanced mecha technology, and all the territories are spelled out with real guns and live ammunition. The Huangyan King is fatuous and incompetent, most of the time Huddled in the palace to pray for blessings, thinking that as long as a few gods are enshrined, everything will be safe, such a person dares to claim the title of emperor, what can he compare with you? What kind of god and witch star do you call the capital? Stupid!"

Reston paused, and said: "You have always disdain to establish diplomatic relations with Huang Yanguo, and even issued diplomatic documents to scold Huang Yanwang. At the beginning, you criticized him bloody, and now you say such words , is to be laughed at by others."

Wu Xin wiped away his tears, sobbing, "What are you talking about? What Huang Yanwang, God and Witch Star?"

Les was startled, and said, "Your Majesty, don't you remember?"

Wu Xin let out his tears and let out a fuss. After recovering his broken emotions, he realized that the old man was actually calling him His Majesty: "I'm not Your Majesty, you called the wrong person."

Rice's heart sank, and he couldn't help standing up: "Your Majesty, your brain has been injured, don't you remember clearly?"

Wu Xin blinked blankly, and the big teardrops on his eyelashes slid down his cheeks, and said for a while, "Grandpa, are you confused?"

Les was even more frightened when he heard the title of grandfather, and said: "You are the emperor, my majesty, I am an old bone, please don't scare me."

"Emperor?" Wu Xin immediately put the pain of losing his hair behind him, rolled up his sleeves and wiped away his tears, "I'm not the emperor, grandpa, your eyes must be blurred, isn't the emperor full of wrinkles and white beard?" ? Look again, I'm not the emperor."

Les stared into Wu Xin's eyes, tremblingly said: "...Your Majesty...you are in your prime...that's the face."

Wu Xin still firmly believed that the old man was dazzled, so he brought his face closer to Les's eyes, "See clearly." The distance was less than one centimeter, and Les didn't care if he was inappropriate, and carefully examined every inch of skin in front of him. The pores were carefully observed.

Seeing that the old man still didn't believe it, Wu Xin pressed his skinny hand to his face. "This is my face, not the emperor's."

After Les touched Wu Xin's cold skin, his whole body trembled like an electric shock. He stepped back abruptly and said in fear, "Your Majesty, I know that you are quiet, but this time matters a lot, please be patient."

With a heavy complexion, Les walked out briskly, speaking to the communicator on his wrist: "Call the medical team immediately and rush to Optoka Palace."

Wu Xin watched Rice disappear at the door, and murmured, "I said I'm not the emperor."

However, soon, the cold and hard reality shattered Wu Xin's last struggle.Les led seven or eight people in white coats, holding various instruments he didn't know, to check the whole body, inside and out, and focused on checking the brain nerves.

After rescuing His Majesty the Emperor, no one dared to take care of His Majesty's health carelessly. Naturally, those routine inspections had already been done countless times.But before His Majesty the Emperor woke up, who would have expected that His Majesty would suddenly lose his memory?

After the examination, only one doctor was left standing in front of Wu Xin's bed and replied: "Your Majesty, the mecha you used when you were assassinated in the Royal Military Academy was a Grade A mecha. It stands to reason that you did not use mental power to control the mecha, and the mecha was injured." There will be no backlash. The inspection of your body shows that except for the internal bleeding caused by the impact injury, the brain tissue has not been damaged. It is speculated that you suffered a concussion and temporary amnesia during the fall of the mecha. .You take a good rest, and you will recover slowly."

Wu Xin on the bed was sunken in the big pillow, his eyes were dull, staring blankly at the void.After a while, he pointed to his own face: "Are you sure this is the emperor's face?"

The doctor nodded affirmatively: "Your Majesty, yes."

Wu Xin was stunned: "What about my face?"

Rice said: "Your Majesty, you are talking nonsense again. You are the emperor, and no one will mistake you."

Wu Xin lowered his arms listlessly, and the doctor said, "Your Majesty, you must relax, so you can get better soon."

Seeing that Wu Xin was depressed, Rice motioned for the doctor to step back.But Wu Xin suddenly thought of a way to prove that he is not the emperor, jumped up suddenly, pulled off his pants and shouted: "I am not the emperor! I have a birthmark on the inner thigh!"

Under the bright light, one can see a pink petal-shaped birthmark at the root of the delicate leg, which contrasts with the white skin, beautiful and sensational.

The doctor closed his eyes and lowered his head instantly as if he had been pricked by needles, not daring to look directly.Les hurried forward to help Wu Xin tidy up his clothes, and said, "Your Majesty, please pay attention to your identity."

Seeing that there was no surprised expression on Rice's face, Wu Xin repeated slowly with a trace of despair: "I have a birthmark on my body, not the emperor."

Rice said: "Your Majesty, your memory is really confused. You have always wanted to get rid of this birthmark, but it will always grow back after a while. No one knows better than me."

Wu Xin's whole body was stiff, and he was suddenly seized by an unspeakable fear. Why?Why is his physical feature exactly the same as the emperor?What exactly is going on?Could it be that his memory was confused?Who are you?

The doctor next to him didn't expect to hear such secrets after checking his body.

Due to congenital deficiencies, His Majesty's body is thin and weak, and his appearance is quite different from the strong and strong male Alpha in people's minds.Because of his beautiful and exquisite appearance, someone joked when His Majesty first came to the throne, "It's a pity not to be an Omega with the face of His Majesty the Emperor." Then—the person who said this was publicly hanged by His Majesty.

No one dared to stand up and raise objections. This His Majesty was tough, and he ascended to the throne with heavy blood and numerous bones of his brothers.It was easier for him to kill a person than to crush an ant.After that, no one dared to make fun of the emperor's appearance.The emperor himself kept secret about this, and he didn't like others to touch his body easily.

If it wasn't for the faint smell of Alpha pheromone in the air, he would have suspected that His Majesty was an Omega.Immediately, the doctor slapped himself hard in the heart, how could he guess the emperor's identity?It must be because His Majesty was injured that the pheromone smell is not strong.He dared to have doubts, he had lived enough!

Thinking of this, the doctor was so frightened that his clothes were drenched in cold sweat, and his whole body shook like chaff. He saw such a secret birthmark of His Majesty, what the hell is it pink? !This is too girly, right?But why did His Majesty take off his trousers so quickly!He didn't want to see it at all, would he be silenced by His Majesty?Shall I poke my eyes to show my loyalty?What was exposed, why wasn't it a hideous scar full of masculinity!

Wu Xin didn't know that the doctor was so frightened by him that he was going home to commit suicide and apologize.He fell on the bed with no love in his life, curling his lips and wanting to cry.Les blocked the doctor's view and waved him to go.The doctor shivered and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his legs went limp, he fell to the ground, and rushed out scrambling.

Les picked up the quilt and covered Wu Xin, and said softly, "Your Majesty, even if you lose your memory, your identity will never change. You don't have to worry, just take a good rest."

Wu Xin turned over and grabbed Rice's wrist: "When you guys rescued me, was I the only one? There were no other corpses?"

Les smiled and patted the back of Wu Xin's hand comfortingly: "Admiral Adolf rescued you. According to what he said, the forest outside the military academy had already turned into a sea of ​​flames. Fortunately, you were protected by armor so that you would not be killed. More serious injuries. And those who assassinated have been split in two by you."

Split in two?

Wu Xin recalled the invincible iron man holding a sword. It was obviously that iron man who split his opponent into two pieces. What he saw with his own eyes, how did it come to these people's mouths, and it all became what His Majesty did?After thinking about it, yes, the iron man holding the sword is the emperor!

With the force with which the iron man fell, he must have been smashed into a pulp.He should have died, but why did he turn into His Majesty the Emperor when he opened his eyes?Where did the emperor go?

Wu Xin let go of Rice, staring at his palm in a daze.After a while, he concentrated his energy and tried to mobilize the witch power in his body, but there was nothing.

Since Wu Xin can remember, he has practiced witchcraft with his grandfather.He still clearly remembers that when he was a little boy, he leaned on his grandfather's knees, stroking his grandfather's long soft white hair, and heard his grandfather slowly say: "Witch power has energy and form, and energy is stored in essence and blood. Hair on black hair. The longer the hair, the more abundant the witch power. God sees your sincerity, and will bless you in times of crisis." Then, a warm big hand gently patted his bare head.

Since then, Wu Xin has secretly made up his mind that his hair must be longer than his grandfather's.He practiced for nearly six years before he had a short piece of stubble hair. After that, he worked harder and harder, and it took him a hundred years to drag his hair to the ground.

As a result, people died, and everything disappeared.

wrong!Wu Xin suddenly realized that his body was dead, but his soul did not disappear!Could it be that at the last moment, he was blessed by the gods, and his soul was attached to the emperor's body! ?

This can explain why everyone thinks he is the emperor, why he has such a similarity to the emperor, and the confusion that cannot distinguish himself is the result of the fusion of the soul and the new body!