The Human Emperor

Middle-aged people in gray robes know how harsh their conditions are. Because of this, he did not have much hope for the boy in front of him.

Unexpectedly, this is the boy who did not report much hope, and actually agreed.

"Insane! What did this guy think? This condition also promised!"

“Is there really no place to spend more money?”

"Even if this is the case, there is no need to spend so much money on this waste!"

"And, do they know what the guy is?"

......

Behind him, in the teahouse, a group of people who are also hired experts feel incredible. Here, one hundred and two gold can hire a very good master, but this teenager is willing to spend five thousand two to hire another person.

The key is that he doesn't even know the background of the other person's background!

This kind of behavior is simply hard to understand!

"How, agree?"

Wang Chong smiled and his face did not change at all. It seems that the middle-aged people in the gray robe are only some minor things that are insignificant.

The middle-aged man in the gray robe looked at Wang Chong, and his eyes were full of surprises. For the first time, he felt that some of them could not understand this young man.

Just as Wang Chong looked forward to his answer, suddenly a voice came from the ear.

"If you want to take so much money, you have to have this skill. Master, I will try him for you!-"

The sound did not fall, the air exploded, and a hard iron fist suddenly came out from Wang Chong, rolled up the rolling wind, and went straight to the gray robe middle-aged.

Around the iron fist, even a circle of illusory white cockroaches, this is the symbol of the ninth-order master of the vitality.

"Shen Hai, don't!-"

Wang Chong's face changed greatly and wanted to stop Shen Hai, but it was too late. There was a faint chill in the ear. The next moment, Shen Hai’s fist was a few feet away from the middle-aged man in the gray robe. It seemed to hit an invisible wall and suddenly stopped.

"Hey! Not self-reliant!-"

In the light stone fire, a voice is not high or low, and it clearly sounds in everyone's ears. The next moment, a majestic breath seems to be a storm from the middle-aged man in the gray robe that has just been unseen.

Bang!

An earth-shattering loud noise, the windy building in the tea house, blowing everyone's robes to hunt, and in this gust of wind, Shen Hai is like a ball like the power of the bursting out of the gray robe middle-aged people, bang One, hitting the wall on the other side of the "Four Seas".

"Complete!"

The wind stagnate, and the middle-aged man in the gray robe, like the sword with the same handle, slowly stood up from the seat. On the opposite side of him, Shen Hai stood up from the ground in a place more than ten feet away, and his body was unharmed.

At this moment, everyone is stupid. Meng Long stood beside Wang Chong, and he was even more sturdy!

“The House of the Four Seas” is just a very ordinary restaurant. As a stronghold of the martial arts, it is a relatively low-level one.

No one thought that such a powerful master was hidden in this tea house. Especially those who have been with him for several months, it is even more shocking.

"Inside the air, this person has at least reached the real martial arts. Seeing his easy look, it is clear that there is no real power at all. His real strength is much stronger than the surface."

"And he can shake Shen Hai so far, and the use of power has reached the point of being superb. This person is at least the realm of the six-seventh reality. It will only be higher, not lower!"

......

Wang Chong looked at the gray robe middle-aged man in front of him, and his thoughts flashed in his mind. You are the Marshal of the Terracotta Warriors. His eyes are still the same, the only pity, limited by his own strength, Wang Chong now can not see the true strength of these people.

"Complete!"

Turning through these thoughts in his mind, Wang Chong quickly reached out and held it together with the gray robe middle-aged.

The gray robe was called "Li Yuxin", which was known after Wang Chong handed over five thousand two gold to his hand. For his own origins, Li Xin’s heart is not as deep as he can.

After getting the five thousand two gold, as I said, Li Xin really only appeared for a while and disappeared immediately.

For this situation, Shen Hai and Meng Long are not depressed. Only Wang Chong did not care.

For Li Xinxin, Wang Chong knows not much. I only know that this person is "speaking must do, and the line must be fruitful." What he promised will be done.

If you can't even do this, there will be no princes of Datang who will try to keep him around and be your own personal guard.

"Now, you can safely practice the savage spirit."

Standing next to the carriage outside the House of the Four Seas, Wang Chong took a long sigh of relief. With the master of Li Xinxin, it is equivalent to an extra layer of protection.

Now, he can really feel free to practice martial arts in the mountains and grow his strength.

"drive!"

A scream, the carriage drove out. However, he did not return to the Wang family, but went to the mountains outside the capital of the capital.

......

At the same time, when Wang Chong went to the forest outside the city to practice, another turmoil in the palace of Datang was brewing.

"The Niangniang, sent a letter to His Royal Highness Song!-"

In the hoarse voice, an old man with a wrinkled face resembling an old orange skin, holding a letter, walked into the beautifully decorated and magnificent Yuzhen Palace.

"what?!"

In the red palace account, there was a loud bang, and the sound of too biting teeth was coming from inside:

"Li Cheng! You are really deceiving too much. Isn't it enough for you to humiliate me? It is not enough to unite the people in the court. Now I have changed my way to write a letter to swear at me. Where did I bully you? Actually, I have to ruin me!"

In the Manchu martial arts, if there is a person who hates her most, it must be Song Wang Li Cheng. If it weren't for him, she had already come together with the Holy Emperor.

Nowadays, because of a Li Cheng, she was involved in the center of the vortex and was criticized by Wen Chao. How can you not hate in your heart?

Li Chengji was too deep on her prejudice. This letter, she didn't even have to think about it, she knew it was to insult her.

"Odd girl, what about the letter?"

"I still teach you with me? Take it down and burn it with fire!"

The sound of too sincere is cold and cold.

"Yes, the old slaves will do it!"

The old man’s head was cold, and he quickly bowed his head and turned away. In the hall of the Yuzhen Palace, in the spacious and bright hall, a teenage Qingxiu Palace girl was kneeling on the ground with a light in front of him.

Going forward, a stove burned. There are a lot of clothes next to it.

In the court, the goddess, the nobles, and the old clothes that we wear can't be thrown away. Instead, it must be burned with fire to avoid being embarrassed.

This kind of place is called a burning workshop.

"This letter, take it. The meaning of the goddess, burned with fire."

The old lady of the palace dress threw the letter of Song King on the table, and did not wait for the reaction of the palace lady, turned and left. There are so many things in the court, and we can do this little thing.

Her old qualifications have more important things to do.

The teenage little girl looked at the back of the old man and stunned. Then she picked up the letter on the table and took it out. She has always had a habit, and the exquisite things in the palace, she always has to take it to see it again before she takes it to burn.

However, when the little palace girl took out the letter, she suddenly stopped.

......

Too really, I suddenly felt that the atmosphere in Yuzhen Palace was a bit strange recently.

When the little palace girl in the palace gave her clothes, she secretly looked at herself through the palace account; when we sent the cakes, it was also the same. When the cakes were finished, they stood on the plates and stood there. Going; even the old-aged old men in the palace are not quite right.

Too really squatting in the palace, I often hear what one or two clouds chanting outside, flowers!

This situation has nothing to do for two days a day, but for several days, this atmosphere has not changed, but it has become more serious.

In the end, even Jin Wuwei, who has four corners of the palace, is somewhat absent-minded.

"what is the problem?"

When a little palace girl smuggled herself and knocked the whole cake of the Holy Emperor to her on the ground, it was too long to be able to endure.

"The maiden is angry! The maiden is angry!"

The little maid was on the floor and trembled. Even if she didn't understand it, she knew that she had overturned the cake that the emperor gave to the goddess. This is a big cake.

"Small moon, what happened to you recently? Why are you absent-minded? What are you doing?"

The sound of too sincere was heard from the palace account.

"The Niangniang is angry, and the slave has recently listened to a poem that praises the empress, so she couldn't help but want to peek at the goddess."

The little girl was kneeling on the ground, sincere and fearful, and she was trembling.

"Like my poem?"

Too really surprised, and the anger in my heart disappeared.

"Yes. Not only me, Xiaoying, Xiaomei, they are all like this. Everyone said that the goddess is so beautiful, or else, no one will write such a beautiful poem, so the slaves can't help it. Sneak at you."

Knowing that he made a big mistake, the little palace girl quickly put all the things she knew together.

"Take Xiaoying, Xiaomei, and everyone else!"

This time, too sincere, my heart is more and more curious.

Only a moment later, the entire Yuzheng Palace was called up. Palace ladies, monks, slaves, daddy, even the eunuchs in the palace were called, and the black people were all squatting outside the palace.

Everyone said that because I felt that the goddess was so beautiful, I couldn’t help but secretly look at it. This makes the heart of the truth more and more curious.

When it was too true to ask the poem, strange things happened. Although everyone said that the poem is beautiful, no one can remember the whole content of the poem. Everyone knows only a scale claw.

There is a saying that "the cloud is raining", there is a saying that "the cloud is like a flower", there is a saying that "the spring is strong", and there is a saying that "the Chinese is beautiful". In short, no one knows what the details of this poem are. .

Even the same sentence has three or four different sentences.

This makes the truth really confusing. The only thing that is certain is that there is indeed such a poem that has triggered this change in the Yuzhen Palace.

"Tell me, who did you hear from this poem?"

Finally, I really thought of a way. Let everyone talk about who they are listening to.

"Xiaoying!"

"Xiaomei!"

"Small moon!"

......

When going all the way back, the source of all this is a person who can't think of it:

“It’s the bamboo of the burning workshop, tell me!”

When the bamboo of the burning workshop was called, it was trembling on the ground, and it was too real to get, but it was an answer that I could not think of:

"The maiden is angry! The poem is what I saw from the letter of His Royal Highness!"

"Song Wang?!"

Too really awkward.

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