The Human Emperor

So much so that there are almost 100,000 people gathered.

However, few people noticed that in a private house not far from the marching crowd, a 12- and 3-year-old teenager, with a sword in his hand, was training in a small courtyard with a single glance and a serious look.

“Zhao Wu, why are you still practicing kung fu? Didn't you see that everyone was demonstrating? Even Zhu Zi said Datang shouldn't have too many wars. Go! Stop practicing and join us in the parade! ”

Soon after, a teenager found himself pulling on the child named Zhao Wu, but Zhao Wu just shuddered his hand and got rid of it.

“Go ahead, leave me alone! ”

Zhao Wu said indifferently, saying, as he continued to practice his sword.

“Zhao Wu, now that Datang and all the deserts are peaceful, there is no war at all. It has been a long time since the warriors of all the protectorates have seen their enemies. Even if you practiced martial arts, why don't you join us and play. Can't you see that we haven't practiced martial arts in a long time? ”

At this point, another teenager comes to pull.

From the application of several persons, it was clear that the juveniles were companions.

“It's your business to give up, and one day you'll find out that I'm right! ”

Zhao Wu once again got rid of the other party's pull and concentrated on continuing his sword practice. Even if it is not understood, the empire always needs someone to do the right thing and the big husband should stick to his path. It was also a tribute to the most esteemed exotic king in his heart.

“Idiot! ”

“Leave him alone, ignore him! ”

Two people scolded low and quickly turned away.

There is not only one voice in the world, but others, in their own way, make statements and persevere when many are demonstrating. While countless people abandoned their Power as Truth and piled it up and burned it together, others remained silent and implicitly supported it.

The world continues to function in its own way, but there are still others who persist in their own way and support Wang Chong as they lay the heavens and earth over the continued defamation.

……

At the same time, outside this storm, but at the centre of power, there are also two silent eyes on everything.

“Your Majesty, a secret message came from the exotic king who threw up blood and was unconscious in the house. Your Majesty, do we really want to continue? ”

A voice full of anxiety.

Silent at night, quiet in the Taiji Hall, no sound.

“To bear its crown must bear its weight! Let him go! Only if he bears it can he bear the arrangements I gave him in the future! ”

For a long time, a voice finally emerged deep inside the palace, a dignified voice that seemed to have seen everything.

“… Yes! ”

Gorez lowered his head and stopped talking.

……

In the silence of the night, Wang Chung was alone in the courtyard, all the storms outside were isolated by Wang Gao's courtyard wall, no sound could be transmitted in, Wang Chung could still hear the demonstrations outside during the day, but deep inside after the evening's authentic stone room, Wang Chung's heart had let everything go and his heart felt much better.

Not to be disappointed, now Wang is not surprised by the petition, treating everything in a calm state of mind, blossoming, the clouds are rolling, everything is less important to her.

Because deep in his heart, Wang Chong has attained the calm he wants.

Whoosh

Unconsciously, Wang Chung walked to the high courtyard wall again. As soon as he was in a straight shape, Wang Chung fell to the wall like a flying bird, falling gently outside the wall.

Since that night, Wang Chung has slowly become a habit. When the night is silent and no one is there, he goes out alone to have a good time. As usual, Wang punched his hands, dressed in plain clothes, walked forward, night style practice, and blew away many of the troubles in his heart.

Hu!

Just as Wang Zhong slowly walked out a distance, on the street, a dark shadow suddenly came out of the dark and rushed towards Wang.

“Big Brother! Here's the candy gourd! ”

Before Wang Zheng saw it clearly, a very naive voice rang from his ear, randomly, a series of bright candy gourds, from small to large, immediately appeared in Wang Zheng's eyes.

This scene came as a surprise. Wang Chung lowered his head and looked carefully. He saw only a child under the age of 10, holding a candy gourd in his hand, and looked at himself with great seriousness. Wang Zheng was surprised that he had been walking here for days and had never encountered anything like this.

And the night was already dark, and the child suddenly appeared on the street, which was a little strange.

“Kid, do you know who I am? ”

Wang Chung bowed down slightly, touched his head and smiled. Eighty-nine of the ten children are mistaken for someone.

But the next moment, the child said something that surprised Wang.

“Of course I know, you are the exotic king! ”

The child's voice was childish and did not retreat slightly.

This remark is bigger than Wang Chong's accident, it also makes Wang Chong more strange in his heart. The fact that this child appeared in the middle of the night was too strange to do what he said.

“How did you know I'd be here? ”

Wang Chong said softly.

“The last time you went back to the capital, I went to see you with my father, so I recognized you. Over the past few nights, I've seen you pass by here every time! ”

The little boy leaned back and took his face seriously.

Wang shook up and was speechless.

He never thought that he would go out for a walk alone at night without falling into the eyes of someone with a heart, but was seen by a child. He also gave himself a run of sugar gourd. Subconsciously, Wang rushed over, and there was a feeling in his heart that he could not speak.

“They say you're the Great Demon King of Murders! But I know you're not! You're a hero! You killed all the enemies! ”

Just when Wang Chong still had some trance in his heart, the little boy leaned back and suddenly said something that shocked Wang's heart. After that, the little boy slipped away and slipped into his arms, disappearing.

“Buzz!”

This, as if a current was pouring through his heart, Wang stood there, looking in the direction of the little boy disappearing, unable to say a word. After so many days and nights, so much slander and scolding, Wang Chung did not expect that the first words of comfort and support heard came from a little boy under the age of 10.

The night was cool and cold, but Wang Zhuang felt warm in his heart.

The support of a little boy in this million-dollar Beijing master is insignificant, but for Wang Chong, this is what he feels, in the first light of his heart. The light is tiny, but not faint. Sometimes it's enough to feel a sincere support.

“At least, in this empire, there are those who support me! ”

At this moment, Wang Zheng was emotional.

The robe swung and Wang ran forward with the candy gourd. After a long time, all of a sudden, the mutation--

“Who!”

After the night breeze, Wang glanced back steeply and looked to the side of the courtyard wall, a dark corner. Quiet in four places, nothing, everything is like Wang Chong's illusion.

“Huh, aren't you coming out yet? ”

Wang Zhong looked cold, two fingers in the right hand food stretched out, I didn't even think about it, it was a purple flame, shaking hands bounced out, like a meteor, lightning did not enter that black character.

Fire of Luwu!

This is one of the most powerful excellence of Wang's body, once attached, it is difficult to eliminate.

Whoosh

At that moment, when the purple flame flew in, the light flashed deep into the darkness, and a shadow swept through the sky like a clown, avoiding Wang Chong's attack by a millimetre difference.

“Hahaha, exotic king, I heard that you are caught in the midst of the Confucius, depressed, greatly reduced in strength, even the Tai Doctor has seen it several times. Rumors don't seem true! ”

Just a laugh came out, just over twenty steps away from Wang Chung, a black man shadow independent wall, his face covered with a mask, rolling with black flames, behind, a broad leather hunting and dancing, with a strong mountain and ocean atmosphere.

And the mysterious black mask on his face, as well as the fog of black smoke, made him look mysterious in the night.

“It's you! ”

Wang Chung's face changed slightly and suddenly pulled a black iron box out of his arms. At this moment, the jewel at the top of the iron box is burning hot, emitting a fierce green light that shines brightly in the night.

The boxes of square iron given by the high priest of poison can only react to one person, the mysterious, unknown black man. Also in the underground caves of the Sassan dynasty, the "gods” mentioned in the Book of Baymont!

“Ha ha, that old guy beneath the poison really likes you. I can't believe I gave you all this stuff! But unfortunately, even if you take this, you're going to die tonight! ”

The man in black had a gloomy eye, unflinching voice, his arms wide open, and the whole black cape flashed like wings behind him. Well, a dark fog lingered in the air, but the black man had disappeared into the air at an alarming rate, as if he were invisible. More than that, it was just a moment, and the breath of that person disappeared at that moment, and he couldn't even feel a thing, as if he had entered another world from this world.

Even Wang Chong jumped slightly from his eyelids when he perceived the change.

This man... is very powerful!

“Boom Lung! ”

And just as Wang pondered, he heard only one loud noise, a rolling black flame descended from the sky, like a comet meteorite, and suddenly fell towards Wang's head. The instant only heard a loud noise, the king flung to change shape, leaving a shadow in place, but the whole person disappeared in millimeters. At the same time, two fingers in the right hand meal together, without fingers like a trident, instantly a bright white sword sparkled, towards the oblique side, in a direction that was empty and empty.