Heavenly Star
Volume 7: Sichen Chapter 418: Shui Yunlan, Shui Yuntian
"Are these… true?” The dragon phoenix flipped for a moment, then closed it and said in surprise. She had begun to get involved in politics and naturally knew that it would be easy for her to manipulate those ministers if she could remember what was in them. The most straightforward thing is that it documents each person's personality weaknesses and handles, and there is more than one handle that points directly to the point of harm.
“Don't worry, none of them will be fake.” Ye Wuchen smiled mysteriously.
“Oh, my God, you're amazing. I didn't doubt you when I asked. Oh, I'm just surprised.” The dragon phoenix first sighed, then vomited his little tongue, slightly complaining about the question he had just made.
Ye Wuchen shook his head with a smile and said positively: “Phoenix, don't forget the word 'human heart’ at any time.” Then, his face slowed and he loved pity: “I know that you must be very uncomfortable to be an emperor at once, if you really don't want to be this emperor...”
“No,” said Dragon Phoenix, shaking her head, standing up, straightening her back, gradually beginning to reveal the emotion that an emperor deserves, "because you said it was helping you, helping a lot of people. So, I will definitely be the strongest, most wonderful queen. I must have a letter from Dragon Phoenix, so he wouldn't lie to me like you over and over again... Hmm. ”
Ye Wuchen: “…“
“Sister Phoenix, my brother didn't mean it either.” Ye Wuchen exclaimed in a low voice.
Upon returning to the Ye family, Ye Wuchen immediately entered the door and smelled some strange smell. His footsteps stopped slightly. After a slight reflection, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile slowly cooled in silence. Time, indeed, is almost there.
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This is a remote town in the southeast direction of Tianlong Country, with a large courtyard at the foot of the hill behind the town. This courtyard is not far from town, but none of the town's people have ever been there. Legend has it, it's a super-rich man in Flaming Dragon City who comes here every year at the hottest hour for summer shelter. Quiet and quiet all year round, very little movement comes out, at the same time, there are several bodyguards dressed in front of the door of the courtyard at every moment to guard there, keep no one close, the residents of the town are mostly simple, no one will want to cause trouble. For a long time, villagers largely ignored its existence, except for a few glances as they occasionally passed there.
Few people know that this is a sub rudder set by the Southern Emperor and one of the closest places to the core. On the Day when Shui Yunlan and Shui Xuan fled from the dead, this was their sanctuary. After Shuiyunlan finally healed, urgent gathering information that had not been available within the Southern Emperor's Sect for too many years spread to all corners of the Tianchen mainland.
Today is the time for assembly. With the unprecedented devastation of the Southern Emperor and the sudden fall of prestige and power into the lowest valley in history, the survival of the Patriarch is still a great fortune. Urgent gathering of all leaders, large and small, to discuss the next response is long overdue.
However, the town's population flow did not change much on that day, with few raw faces. None of the people in the town noticed that the backyard was already full of people of all kinds.
The entrance to the courtyard was closed and the four extraordinarily strong men remained as lazy in front of the door as they had been in the past, without any difference whatsoever. And in the courtyard, all the way to the hall, the crowd stood with a heavy face and a heavy stone in its heart.
Shui Yunlan has already sat in the middle of the hall. He doesn't look weak at this moment, but there's a little bit of debauchery between the colors that can't be completely covered up. While he tried his best to set the mind of those in the calm posture, that profound frustration, especially the shaking of his own convictions, kept him through these days in a turbulent ordeal.
On his right hand side sits a pale water seal. Although there appeared to be no injuries on the surface, the face of his white wax and his false breath proved that the rumors of his total loss of water balls were true. Although he has become a cripple, his prestige in the Patriarchate has not changed as a result.
“My lord, we are all here.” A businessman dressed like Jia walked to the clouds of water and whispered.
Shui Yunlan nodded and stood up, his movements instantly attracted everyone's attention. A gaze focused on him, waiting for his opening.
However, Shuiyunlan's lips just had a slight movement, a strange dull voice suddenly began to sound: “How can you speak of the true lord of the Southern Emperor before he has arrived...”
This dull voice brings the people in the hall to the same color. Here, gathered the leaders of the Southern Emperor urgently recruited from all over the Tianchen mainland, each holding a certain amount of weight, in total there are a thousand people. And all of them are extraordinary masters, and it is no exaggeration to say that this gathers together the most powerful forces currently available to the Southern Emperor temporarily. But there are so many southern royal zodiac masters here, nobody noticed his presence before the sound of this voice! I don't even know why he knew this place, how he broke in, and how long he's been here.
Shui Yunlan's face was gloomy, his right fist swung toward the source of the sound, a blue light lashed out. Just listen to the "boom” and there is already a smooth hole above the top of the hall from which the light overflows. And that voice sounded in another place: “Heh heh heh, this is the foundation of your Southern Emperor, the real lord didn't speak, when it was your fake lord's turn to destroy it. ”
“What man, pretending to be God playing the devil!! ”
With a loud drink, two elderly people who had passed through the sixth quarter of the year floated at the same time, rushing to the source of the sound. They are named Shuiwang Tower and Shuiwang Town. They are located in the position of Xuan and Huang of the Four Elders of the Emperor of the South Emperor Sect Heaven and Earth. It is the other two super strong men of the Southern Emperor Sect who have been cultivated to reach Shinto. The two of them didn't make a move, just a rush to blow the ceiling above their heads out of a huge hole. However, no one has been detected. The voice was clearly made there, and if he wanted to hide, he would have made a slight move, but they still had nothing to gain.
A very strong anxiety rapidly arose in the hearts of the Southern Emperor, who had just suffered an ordinary catastrophe, but now met such a mysterious and unpredictable person at a time of secret gathering… Mysterious is nothing, but can be so “mysterious” in front of so many masters of the Southern Emperor, his strength has undoubtedly reached an extremely horrific level. The presence of this man made them a bird of shock, and it was inevitable to think that it would be the one who gave the core of the earth away with one man's strength. Because that man disappeared after the demise of the heart of the Southern Emperor's Sect, which in no way meant that he would not reappear.
And Shui Yunlan, when he heard that voice say the words "fake southern imperial lord," it was like being drained in cold winter with a basin of cold water in his head. If the Southern Emperor did not suffer a great calamity, he would laugh three times without changing the face of those who said it, and at this moment he silently said in disillusionment: "Is it time to come, or is it time to finally come? ”
“Don't be afraid, this emperor is not a god from the Continent of God, but a man like you. The Emperor is here today to give you a great gift from the Southern Emperor. ”
This time the voice was no longer as vague as it had been before, but the listening was genuine. Everyone turned around and was surprised to find a silver masked figure in the upper right corner of the hall door. A name also stands out in everyone's heart the moment they see him.
“Evil Emperor! ”
Nearly Baiduo strong and weak different aura simultaneously locked the body of the evil emperor, more eyes also focused on him, as long as he made a slight movement, Zhongnan royal zong master will also move with it.
In anticipation of the appearance of the evil emperor, he frowned and slightly changed his face. After standing up, he raised his hand and made a gesture so that no one could move. He looked up and said: "Oh, I think the tall man on the other side is so intelligent. Turns out he was the evil emperor himself. If not, why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea? ”
“Oh, dislike? In this world, who dares to deny you the Southern Emperor. But even if people come, they don't drink this tea. Because today's main character is not the Emperor, but...”
Bang
Nor did the evil emperor see any action. The ceiling above his head suddenly collapsed, and the three figures jumped from it and landed on the floor in the hall. Once they landed, their eyes fell on Shuiyunlan at the same time, six different eyes with varying degrees of hatred.
Another sudden intrusion was made by three persons who had not previously been found to exist. But there was no riot in the lobby for it, but the silence was terrible. Those eyes fell on the one of the three - three, the princess Shui Mengchan, the son of the Patriarch - and the one among them, besides him, was exactly the same as the Patriarch. And in the eyes of his lord, anyone can clearly feel the deep hatred hidden therein. It's a conical hatred that's deeply embedded in the bone marrow, and it's a hatred that can never be erased.
The clouds of water set their gaze, dead and suddenly appeared in front of him. In the silence of death, he finally asked first: "Who are you? ”
Shui Yunlan's face was a hundred times more shady than his, he bit his teeth and resented with an incredibly low voice: “Shui Yunlan, I've been waiting for this day for 23 years... I really want to thank God for not letting you die in that glorious hand, because I dreamed of cutting you... into pieces!! ”
A man who is like the Patriarch, and then he calls the Patriarch, "Water clouds?"