Chapter 121

In the palace, Xuanyuan Zun, who got the report, opened the door of the imperial study and clearly witnessed the scene, which was inexplicable. The lively atmosphere of leaving the old and welcoming the new in the capital was also interrupted because of this scene.

The people of the whole city almost stood in their respective positions, looked up at the sky, and kept their eyes, for fear of missing the best opportunity to witness the vision of heaven.

The last word "Yao" has become the focus of heated discussion among the people after dinner.

The sky of Longguang Kingdom seems to be changing.

A group of Imperial troops led the order, rode fast and went to the north city.

Xuanyuan Zun suddenly felt that his whole body was evacuated and fell back on the Dragon chair.

Yao... Yao

Is Yao really the real dragon chosen by God?

This result is not expected by Xuanyuan Zun.

This vigorous announcement can be used to prove to the people all over the world that it still makes the emperor feel a little melancholy.

In the throat, a fishy sweet surged upward. Even with all his strength, he couldn't suppress it.

A few drops of thick black and red blood dripped from the lips and dyed it red. Only half of the memorials were seen on the table.

"Emperor, this is blood... Blood..." the little eunuch waiting around was frightened, yelled and ran out quickly to find the royal doctor. Only when he arrived at the door, his fingers fell to the ground before touching the door panel, and he couldn't shout any more.

Behind them, in the middle of the heart, they each inserted a sharp blade. They all disappeared into their bodies, pierced the vital point, and there was no chance of survival.

Xuanyuanyao covered his lips and coughed for a long time before he had to endure this round of hard work. The blood stained in the palm of my hand is not dry, and the color looks very disturbing.

He wiped it at will, drank warm tea, rinsed his mouth, and then spit out the window.

The two little eunuchs didn't follow him for a long time, and their luck was not very good. They caught up with the night service today and saw with their own eyes the little secret he tried to hide. Xuanyuan Zun only believed in the dead, so they took it for granted and became the way he trusted.

Those who are emperors are soft hearted and can't be great. He didn't value the life of one or two slaves. If they die, they die. They deserve to die for the sake of long Guangguo.

After taking the medicine, he perked up a lot, picked up the red Memorial, carefully wiped every drop of blood, lit it in front of the candlestick, and looked coldly at what he didn't want to exist into fly ash.

Years urge people, no matter what your identity, emperors, princes, Dalits, and the final destination are just a handful of loess. Then, let him rely on his strong will to carry out the plan to the end, which is worthy of several generations of emperors of long Guangguo and keep his hard-working foundation.

The snow is still floating outside the window, dyeing the world white one by one. Xuanyuan Zun looked out at a far place, where he had been longing for something for a long time.

I don't know if I have any plans in my life to revisit my hometown again.

The red candle was silent and the cold night was long. At the end of the year, on the round new year's Eve, the emperor of long Guangguo was accompanied by two warm corpses.

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Xuanyuanyao abandoned the main road and walked through the alleys with zero. Constantly, bodyguards sent out came to pass the news, so that King Yi Zun could easily avoid the royal guards pouring out of the palace and return to the palace unconsciously.