The Human Emperor

“What's the matter with this? ”

Heavy rain pounds, a drop on the face, like a lead pill, rolling mountains in the rain, dragging a long white wave behind the horse.

The array of horseshoes behind them kept pounding like the heart of Mount Anjong. It's been a long time since Mount Ann has experienced this feeling of being hunted down.

The other group, fierce and fierce, knew that if they chased him or delayed him a little, waiting for him would be a dead end.

That strong sense of crisis made the mountain scalp numb and the whole body exploded. The speed of that sweaty horse from Pyongzhou has been devastated, but Mount Announcement feels no distance apart.

Without a doubt, the rides of the other side are no less than their own!

- This makes the heart of Mount Ann even more uneasy.

But all crises and insecurities cannot withstand an idea in the heart of Mount Announcement:

Why on earth is all this?

There are so many people in the drunken sparrow liquor store. Why is that Chinese teenager of the King's Master only targeting himself? The Four Brothers of An are the least prestigious themselves. Why doesn't anyone else care? Why do they only chase the less prestigious?

More importantly, Mount Ann can't figure out why, from the Phantom to here, he has always kept a low profile convergence, rules, clamped his tail as a person, never made a little bit more rules.

Why would that teenager, who cares about everyone else, but with so many men, just chase after himself?

Anjong Mountain asked itself and did not meet each other, more naturally there will be no problems. But that hateful, bloody look doesn't lie.

At that moment, Mount Announcement had to admit that he was frightened. It's not as simple as ordinary hatred, hatred, it's like deep hatred.

So in the moment when his brother-in-law Anwenzhen was cut down, Anjong Mountain fled in the first place. He had a bad feeling that as long as he slowed down a little, he could never escape.

“Who the hell is that boy? Where the hell have I been with him? Phantom? Impossible! Master Kyung's younger brother, a fine piece of flesh, could not have gone to such a remote place. And, in their capacity, who dares to deal with them? ”

“Is it Master Kyung? Impossible! This is my first time in the capital. If I had met him, I would not have known, and I would have been hunted down by this mysterious hatred. ”

Mountain rolls on the horse's back, breathing fast, and countless thoughts flash in my head. Perhaps it was because he had escaped too many times and was hunted down too many times by that man.

After a long period of mindfulness, Mount Ann found herself very adept at escaping under all sorts of harsh circumstances.

Behind the horseshoe array, the rain and water flowers were heard, and the soulful noise shook Ann's eyebrows.

Mount Anjong can totally imagine the young man's cold face behind him, his icy, blood-cooled eyes, and even his breathing voice.

He is very close to himself.

But Mount Anjong didn't dare turn around.

There is no reason to hunt, the harsh, the thunderous means, and the bloody hateful eyes..., Mount Ann has never thought that besides that person, there is one person who would scare himself so much.

More importantly, until now, Mount Ann still wonders where this all came from.

“Is it because of that man? ”

Suddenly a thought crossed my mind, and Mount Ann thought about it and suddenly remembered a group of Han people who had been driven away in the drunken sparrow winery.

The crowd is diverse, but a significant proportion of them are seafarers. At the time of the attack, the group shouted at the young man who was the head of the King's family in Beijing.

It was easily interrupted by An Wenzhen. An Wenzhen said only one thing. The Royal Family is the top family in the capital. If the party is not a party, how can it be feasting with these third-class people? Definitely a fake.

And then they broke their bones and broke their muscles!

Those people were so excited that they would regret it!

Thinking about it, Mount Ann only remembers this.

But even so, this matter has nothing to do with me. It was also An Wenzhen who did it, and he didn't even get involved!

Even if the teenager is looking, he should be looking for An Wenzhen, how can it not be his turn!

“Go to the west of the city first, and now only go where is the safest place! ”

All thoughts

Flying past the mind, Mount Ann suddenly clamped his belly and accelerated his escape.

……

Heavy rain pounds in the darkness, and the raging lightning will fade from front to back with two shots.

Wang slammed on the horse's back, gritted his lips tightly, motionless. Behind him, though horseshoe arrays, he was equally silent.

The silence at this time is far more heartbreaking than the sound.

“Wherever you flee, you will not escape this Master of the King! ”

Wang slammed to death staring ahead.

Master Jing is a cage. He comes from the gate, and the gate is right behind him. No matter where Mount Ann runs, you will never escape without escaping through the gates of the city.

No, even if Mount Anjong escapes through the city gate, he will not escape.

The Middle East of the previous life, after 35 years of its own, could not save its doom. In the middle of this world, Wang Chong has made great efforts, countless hard work, long preparation.

However, Wang Chong could not have imagined that Heaven would fake the fate of such a good opportunity, - Anling Mountain would run from far away Pyongzhou alone to the Beijing Master, to run to himself.

Never before, Wang Zhong felt so close to success and fulfilling his mission. This is no longer in sight, but within reach.

As long as you succeed in slaughtering Mount Announcement, there will be an incredible reversal of your fate.

Of all the myriad possibilities of destiny, this is undoubtedly the easiest and the least costly.

Now Mount Anjong is too weak to compare at all with the hero, the giant, the extinct rebel of the Hereafter.

Wang Zheng knew that if he missed this opportunity, he would regret it.

Because at that time, you will never be so easy, so dominant.

“Boom! Boom! ”

Warmaroon, Wang Chung can't see the back, but can feel the people behind him constantly joining in. The immense influence of the royal family in the Beijing master is being exerted.

Wang Zhong is well aware that these people are by no means from the Gogh Court and Mount Ling, or even from the Royal Family. As the Zhongsheng Weihe of the Chao Dynasty, he and Yao Jiaping could sit on the same footing with each other. Even Qi Wang should value the existence. Through Wang Zhong's “Wang Jianzi”, the Wang Dynasty is playing its own huge role and influence.

The Wang Clan is like a huge beast lurking beneath the water, with endless power. It's just that royal modesty, modesty and understated style of action limit this power.

This restriction does not stem from Wang Yan, Wang Chong's father and son, nor from Wang Chong's uncle Wang Wang's body, while Nine is Wang Chong's grandfather, the whole world admires the immense age of the Nine Kings.

“Nine Gong” is clean, economical and self-disciplined. It also requires the same for children. So much so that the whole Wang clan's home style is the same.

However, while it has achieved the moral prestige of the Royal Family, it has also limited its power.

The so-called Cheng Yi Xiao He and the defeat Xiao He.

Wang Chong's grandfather was once an official to the prime minister. In the midst of the political dramatic changes and storms in the imperial court, he was able to calm the frenzy. He was also a North Volkswagen Turkic and Qidan. In keeping with His Majesty's monarch today, he jointly created what is now known as the Great Tang Sheng Dynasty. This is the source of power for the royal family.

But also, Grandpa Wang Chong's own moral cultivation also limited the power of the Royal Family.

However, even Wang Chong's grandfather would not have thought that Wang Chong would end up with such a variable.

His presence completely broke the rules set by the Wang family.

Most importantly, the excellence of his body was confirmed by the Royal Grandfather.

“Psst!”

Just in pursuit, there was a sudden wave coming in front, the sky dimmed, pounding rain, the mountains of Ann Lam suddenly ran along the horse Mercedes, bypassing an alley corner, into a courtyard wall, then disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Wang pupils contracted and the speed of the horse under his crotch slowed sharply. But without much hesitation, Wang punched the horse into one, did not walk through the gate of the courtyard wall, but directly hit the tall wall.

“Boom Lung! ”

Millions of bricks blended with rain stormed five fathers, the tall courtyard wall fell, and Wang rushed out from behind on a white hoof.

Buzz, just momentarily, Wang Chung stopped.

Just beyond Wang Chung's forty years, a row of choi chong stood in front of the courtyard, and sixty or seventy able-bodied people rode horses and stood in front of the courtyard with perseverance and silence.

The sixty or seventy shadows of Hu people, Han people, Qidan people, even Us Tibetans, the waterfall whistled down on them, but these people did not move, the rain poured into their eyes, but their eyes did not blink.

“Thunderbolt! ”

A blazing lightning bolt flew over the courtyard, illuminating the heavens and the earth and illuminating the wild wolf-like gaze in front of the courtyard.

The battlefield of the army is tied to that magnificent figure, and the Anton Dow emblem of the green flame gun on the armor is extremely eye-catching!

“The Phantom King! ”

Wang Zhong's heart calmed down for a moment.

The shadows in the yard were ambitious, each reaching the level of true martial arts, and some of them revealed a subtle martial arts aura.

This is by no means the realm that ordinary brigades can reach.

At this moment, Wang Zhong knew he was wrong. Mount Anjong is definitely not alone, beside him, as well as the powerful pawn of the Anton Du Protectorate of Pyongzhou.

“Hmm, looks like all of Datang's rogue thieves are here! ”

Wang slammed his fist, his eyes became more red.

Instead of extinguishing the killing machine in his heart, this sudden appearance of sixty or seventy powerful figures inspired the most powerful killing machine in his heart.

The land of Pyongzhou, Pan Han, has given birth to the strongest warriors, and has also given birth to the most rebellious thieves, the rebel thieves.

Datang, a colossal monster that has lasted more than 200 years, is not something one person can pry into. There are also many mischievous subjects beside him.

There is no doubt that these mischievous subjects are in front of them. Anjing Mountain rushed to this place, which is where there are people who can still shelter him.

“Cultivate! Unexpected, all opponents, all of them! On Mount Ann, you can't escape today! ”

Wang slammed his fist so hard that he didn't even notice that his fingernails were strangled into the flesh.

The people in this life who hated the most and wanted to kill the most, they all came, and they all appeared in front of themselves.

This is a godforsaken hand. Do you want to give yourself a chance to accomplish your mission?