Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Chu Jingran, who had no time to receive script No. 520, was quietly observing everything around him, and when he was guessing his identity, he suddenly felt sensitively that a beam of extremely penetrating sight suddenly fell on him from the upper right side. on him.

Suppressing his mind, lowering his eyes and moving them lightly, Chu Jingran saw clearly that the owner of that line of sight was also the man who was in charge of the life and death of everyone present at the moment.

The man was wearing a black Guangling python robe, his waist-length black hair was tied up in a bun, and he was holding a wine glass in a casual manner.

His facial features are extremely handsome, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes. Just comparing the facial features, the first thing Chu Jingran noticed was that the invisible aura surrounding him was well concealed by the superficial casualness. The breathless strength that exudes unconsciously from the movements of his hands and feet, like mountains, rivers and seas, still gives people a strong sense of oppression.

What makes Chu Jingran slightly uneasy is that now he can't see any thoughts clearly from those eyes that are as thick as night and cannot be melted. Facing these penetrating eyes, he But there is an illusion of being seen through the whole body.

In a short moment, Chu Jingran was full of thoughts.

Banquet, concubine, emperor, what is your identity?

In Mo Jiujun's line of sight, the person not far away raised his eyes lightly, and the red water marks on his brows became charming and vivid because of this small movement, but those eyes looking at him were still as cold as the cold moon, Calm without any waves and ups and downs.

After nearly four or five seconds of looking at each other with different thoughts, Mo Jiujun retracted his eyes, picked up the blue and white porcelain pot on the table, poured sake into his own cup, and said, "Why don't you ask the gods to show you the divination by Jingchen Guoshi?" In short, find out who this daring person is..."

The wine in the glass raised his eyes, he held the wine glass with his slender fingers, picked up his lips that seemed to be smiling, and whispered two words, "How?"

The moment the words fell, Chu Jingran clearly felt that countless eyes were on him, and Chu Jingran knew his identity - National Teacher.

But this identity did not make Chu Jingran feel at ease, because although the superior person used a questioning tone, the strength of the imperial power beyond words was extremely obvious.

Furthermore, in the short time when the person above said this, Chu Jingran clearly caught the coldness and ridicule that flashed from the bottom of the other person's eyes.

Before Chu Jingran figured out the possible hostility and other things between the two, he was extremely sensitive to notice that there was an unusually explicit line of sight among the many gazes.

His eyes contain autumn water, and Mochizuki is full of affection.

This is definitely not the sight that ordinary strangers or people who meet by chance can reveal.This was the first thought that came to Chu Jingran's mind.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Jingran, who had figured out another point, felt only creepy for the next second.

According to his observations just now, apart from the emperor, there seems to be only the concubines in the harem, so this line of sight...

Chu Jingran's face turned green.

99. Your Majesty, Please Respect Yourself 2

Mu Qianqian, who was kneeling on the ground with tears all over her face, looked at the person not far away, her eyes were full of grievances and hopes for prayer, and all the words and nonsense gathered in her eyes to look at that person.

At this time, Chu Jingran's entire face was almost turned green by the sight, what the fuck, the original owner probably hooked up with some concubine and cuckolded the emperor, right?

Facing such a bloody scene where he couldn't figure out the beginning and the end, Chu Jingran, who couldn't figure out the beginning and the end at all, didn't dare to answer the words indiscriminately, and immediately said: [No. 520, exchange for Wanmu Guixin, and send the script to me immediately. 】

[Okay, host. 】No. 520 did not dare to delay, and immediately sent the script over.

The original owner, Jingchen, is the hereditary national teacher of Wei Linguo, a special existence who can exert the power of the emperor if he has the heart.

This is a feudal society, and in such a society, people who live and work in peace and contentment and have ample food and clothing not only believe in imperial power, but also worship the gods and Buddhas of the heavens. The believer-like pursuit has also led to the extreme prosperity and prosperity of Taoism in this land. In just a few years of changes, the spiritual title of hereditary national teacher has even been derived.

A hereditary national teacher, an existence that advertises that it obeys the destiny to monitor the indiscriminate behavior of the emperor, and assists the imperial power to stabilize the hearts of the people.

The word hereditary in this hereditary national teacher does not refer to the inheritance of a certain family for generations, but refers to the inheritance of a specific type of heavenly family. They can be orphans, sons of aristocratic families, or even royal family members. As long as he is judged to be the favored person of this generation, no matter who he is, he must obey the instructions of the gods and dedicate his body and mind to the gods.

Jingchen is the hereditary national teacher of this generation.

As the hereditary national teacher of Wei Linguo, one of the four most powerful kingdoms in this land, Jing Chen can be said to know astronomy from the top, geography from the bottom, observe the stars, judge the ominous and auspicious, and use his first-hand medical skills.