In addition, he could not guess what else Xuanyuan Zun would write. The two somehow became enemies for eight years and were buried. It is really a good way to understand gratitude and resentment. It can be called perfect. However, whether such last words can control the living depends on whether xuanyuanyao is willing to accept them.

After reading it word by word, he looked up incredulously and said, "Xuanyuan Zun, are you crazy? What the hell does that mean? Do you want me to be emperor? "

The faint smile left on Xuanyuan Zun's face was so dazzling. Everything was under control. He counted every move accurately and waited for the "pieces" to return one by one on the "chessboard".

What if you're dead? Well arranged, it still works. He was so angry that xuanyuanyao stood upside down and waved his fist around the coffin?

"Get the fuck up! What the hell is going on? Why did you give me the throne? Didn't you always want to kill me so that you won't be threatened from now on? Took the wrong medicine before he died? Write in a muddle? "

Xuanyuanyao didn't expect that xuanyuanzun would leave an imperial edict and pass it to him.

However, Xuanyuan Zun was still laughing. Before closing the lid of the coffin and being buried forever in the imperial mausoleum, he would probably keep such an expression and look at the court with chickens flying and dogs jumping happily.

Being a man is also a realm.

"You give it to me and I have to go on? I don't believe in this evil. The emperor of Longguang Kingdom loved who should be who. Don't give it to me anyway! " Xuanyuanyao threw the imperial edict on xuanyuanzun's stomach, then slid down the coffin and sat on the ground, sulking with his knees.

Wohuo, really Wohuo to the limit!

Alas! A slight sigh sounded in my ears.

Xuanyuanyao excites his spirit and returns to his mind, but he can't hear anything.

Is it an illusion?

That voice sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Xuanyuanyao jumped up, fell back on the coffin and stared at xuanyuanzun motionless.

Finally, this time he found the details he had ignored before. Xuanyuan Zun, who was wearing a funeral suit, seemed to have something hidden in his hand. Xuanyuanyao carefully moved away. Sure enough, he saw what xuanyuanzun tightly held in his hand before he died.

It was a long strip of folded stationery, which was cleverly hidden in the palm of his hand and gripped with his last strength. After Xuanyuan Zun returned to heaven, the palace people couldn't break his hands when wiping his body. The palace people were afraid of damaging the dragon's body, so they didn't dare to touch it again, so they didn't find the secret.

At this moment, somehow, xuanyuanzun's body suddenly spread out his hands, which made xuanyuanyao find out.

Brother Yao, kiss Qi.

The four big characters written on the envelope are the thin, vigorous, clear and solemn font familiar to xuanyuanyao. He can recognize it at a glance. It is a book written by xuanyuanzun, which outsiders can't imitate.

When they were young, the two brothers had deep feelings. Xuanyuan respected the elderly and felt that the word "Yao" in xuanyuanyao's name was not special enough, so he specially modified it a little, and said that it was a little secret between them. If there were important things in the future, he would remember it. Then, Xuanyuan Zun would deliberately write the remote character like this in order to show his own handwriting.

Xuanyuan Zun hid it so secretly that he didn't seem to want others to see his real mind.

A few pages of stationery were densely written in small letters.

Yao, are you back? It seems Providence to see this letter.

When I wrote these things, I always thought in my mind that if my brother would feel sad because of his brother's death and did not clap his hands, he would carefully examine my body, and then the letter would have a chance to be found by you. You and my brother have a misunderstanding in the past and have a chance to be explained clearly.