The Black Book

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Zhu Haomiao untied the small leather bag around his waist, and a figure emptied out the bag and was "born".

Plop~

Watching the beautiful woman hugging the little Lolita tightly, the little Lolita hugging Diao Chan tightly, three pairs of watery eyes blinking and staring at him, Zhu Haomiao frowned in a speechless manner.

Are you putting dolls here...

"It's okay, it's safe now."

"Ji~"

Hearing the boy's comfort, the heartless Diao Chan desperately got out of the little Lolita's arms and rushed to him.

Having lost the fluffy "pillow" in his arms, Zhao Nuo stood up from her arms regardless of his mother's subconscious fear, looked around, and his big black eyes revealed a sorrow that was inconsistent with his age.

"They are all dead... Everyone is dead..."

Seeing the little Lolita clutching the corner of her clothes and stammering with her head down, Zhu Haomiao stroked her head and sighed meaningfully.

"No, you are still alive. The Zhao family is not destroyed, and [Dazhen] is not dead."

"You have to take on your destiny and take charge of this country."

Hearing this, Zhao Nuo was shocked, and a lofty sense of mission surged in his heart. The last trace of childish innocence in his eyes slowly disappeared, revealing a breathtaking majesty.

"I understand."

Zhao Nuo raised his head, looked up at the boy's eyes without blinking, and whispered softly.

"Brother, you will help me? Right?"

Looking at Zhao Nuo like a beautiful jade that has shed its stone coat, with a spiritual light that shakes the world in his eyes, Zhu Haomiao sighed deeply.

Sure enough... you are the son of destiny!

The wonderful induction that penetrated people's hearts before was just an insignificant innate ability in childhood...

Looking up, Zhu Haomiao's sight passed through the dome of the Hall of Supreme Harmony and looked directly at the ethereal and vast nine days.

So...

Am I also in your calculation?

Are my actions also part of fate?

Thinking of his "great achievements" of forcibly tampering with the world line and reshaping the long river of fate with his own strength, Zhu Haomiao inexplicably felt a little guilty.

As a history crusher in the first heaven, he is now a leader of history, which is a bit unaccustomed to him...

Just as the boy was concentrating on thinking, he suddenly felt the little hand holding the corner of his clothes trembling slightly.

Looking down and seeing Zhao Nuo's aggrieved big eyes that were about to cry, Zhu Haomiao smiled and pursed his lips, and touched her head lovingly.

"I will help you."

Hearing the boy's promise, Zhao Nuo seemed to put down a heavy burden and raised a beautiful smile with pear blossoms in the rain.

The charm beyond age penetrated the soul, and Zhu Haomiao was stunned for a moment, as if he saw her peerless beauty after adulthood in an instant.

Rumble~

At this moment, a distant thunder came from the distance. Looking at the dark clouds approaching rapidly with the power of heaven and earth, Zhu Haomiao took Zhao Nuo's little hand.

"Let's go, let's go and welcome the King of Yue."

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A few days later, in the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, an old man and a young man sat opposite each other, sipping the refreshing tea.

"Young friend, can't you really sense the location of the National Cauldron?"

Looking at the old man with white hair and a youthful face opposite him, Zhu Haomiao shook his head helplessly.

"I can't sense it."

"No, people like you and me who are destined should be able to sense the location of the cauldron..."

"…………"

I'm not a monkey head!

Zhu Haomiao curled his lips and secretly complained.

Although he was regarded as a part of himself by this side of the heaven, he was not yet at the level of the child of destiny!

At most, he could only sense Zhao Nuo, who was deeply entangled with his own destiny.

On the night of the coup, he followed the subtle sense of destiny, accurately found the little Loli from the huge chaotic palace, and fell from the sky when she was in danger.

It was at that moment that he realized that he had also become a part of destiny!

On the other side, Yue Wang Luo Ming gently twisted his snow-white beard and looked into the distance anxiously.

The sense of mission in the dark urged him to take back the destiny, and this sense of urgency was growing day by day!

But knowing that the current situation of [Dazhen] was in jeopardy and the whole country was in turmoil, he dared not move lightly.

After thinking for a long time, Luo Ming looked at Zhu Haomiao and said hesitantly.

"I plan to set out immediately after the coronation ceremony of His Majesty. This imperial capital... I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you, my friend."

As he said that, Luo Ming stared into the eyes of the young man and asked solemnly.

"I wonder if you have confidence, my friend?"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao chuckled, raised his teacup and took a sip, lowered his eyes to cover the purple-gold light in the depths of his pupils, and nodded calmly.

"Leave it to me."

Feeling the incredible arrogance and confidence in the young man's tone, Luo Ming finally put down his worries and his eyes were fiercely focused.

"Then I'm relieved!"

After taking a sip of the boiling hot tea, Luo Ming stood up, looked around, and murmured sadly.

"【Dazhen】 is the joint efforts of a group of old friends and I, and now they are all gone..."

"I watched it build a red building and entertain guests, and I don't want to see it collapse again..."

Speaking of this, Luo Ming looked at Zhu Haomiao, his eyes full of relief.

"Originally, the object of destiny was lost, and I was desperate, thinking that 【Dazhen】 was doomed."

"But seeing you and the little girl, I rekindled hope."

As he said, Luo Ming took out a secret book from his arms and handed it to Zhu Haomiao solemnly.

"This is the skill that I spent my life summarizing and creating. I hope it can help you."

Recognizing the inheritance implication in Luo Ming's words, Zhu Haomiao stood up solemnly and took the secret book with solemn hands.

"This [Da Zhen] will be handed over to you in the future."

Patting the boy's shoulder, Luo Ming sighed with relief and sadness, turned around and slowly left.

Looking at his tall and clear back, Zhu Haomiao had an epiphany.

The last son of destiny since the founding of [Da Zhen]...I'm afraid his days are numbered!

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Time flies

In the midst of panic and turmoil throughout the country, Zhao Nuo kept everything simple and quickly completed the coronation ceremony, announcing to the people of heaven and earth that he would become the seventeenth emperor of [Da Zhen].

The news of the new emperor's coronation temporarily stabilized the turbulent situation, but as King Luo Ming of Yue left the imperial capital, rumors of suspicion about the young ruler immediately spread, and it was obvious that someone was stirring up trouble behind the scenes.

"This is no longer an ordinary troublemaker. We must deal a heavy blow!"

In the palace, Zhu Haomiao waved his fist and whispered murderously.

Beside him, Ju Ruoyun, who had been promoted to the Queen Mother, was fidgeting and looked at her daughter who was calm and composed.

Zhao Nuo, who was dressed in a majestic robe, looked at Zhu Haomiao and asked calmly.

"Brother, the country is in a difficult situation now, and there are a lot of things to deal with. What should we do?"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao looked at the well-behaved little Lolita and smiled with relief.

"It's very simple. Grasping two points, you can unravel the mystery and sort out the whole country."

"Which two points?!"

"The gun barrel and the money bag!"

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