Capítulo 87: Chapter 87: The True Monarch with a Thousand Faces
Shangjing Zhenbei Palace.
In a dark underground vault.
The dim lights illuminate a corner.
A man with loose hair was pierced through his body by seven or eight iron chains with dense patterns, and was hung upside down in the air.
Dirty blood was dripping and dripping on the ground...
The floor was already dripping with half-coagulated blood.
The smell of blood is pungent.
A middle-aged man with a handsome face, a burly posture, and a white robe, like a lion, stood with his hands in his hands.
The eyes are as deep as the abyss.
: "Zhou Long~"
"Good news for you, just last night, someone poisoned this seat...."
Hearing this, the man who was hanging upside down had his body convulsed.
"Truly, it's a pity that he didn't succeed. "
The man who was hanging came out in a hoarse voice, "Thousand Faces True Monarch, what exactly do you want to do?" "
"Do what?"
The Thousand Faces True Monarch sneered, "Of course it's the emperor of the Ming Dynasty." "
"Hehe, do you know, my cheap son dreams of becoming a prince. "
"Do you say, shall I fulfill him?" "
Zhou Long, who was poured out, squeezed out four words from between his teeth, "That rebel..."
The Thousand-Faced True Monarch grinned and muttered to himself, "As long as this seat becomes the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty..."
"You can use the large population of the Ming Dynasty, the blood/sacrifice/human flag, the holy king weapon, and wake up the spirit of the instrument..."
His eyes grew blood-red.
"The Taisu Holy Land will not allow you to succeed. Zhou Long gritted his teeth.
I can't pounce on it, and fight with the demon clan in front of me who is pretending to be him.
Thinking of him Zhou Long, in order to repay the old emperor's kindness, he has been fighting for the Ming Dynasty all his life, loyal to his duties, and does not dare to slack off.
For hundreds of years, I don't know how many mortals have been blessed.
In the end, he was replaced by a demon clan and became a thief.
It is also necessary to use the people of the Ming Dynasty, blood/sacrificial demon weapons.
The reputation of a lifetime will be ruined, and he will not have the face to see the old emperor when he dies.
The hatred in his heart was so strong that it almost became substance.
"Haha~"
The Thousand-Faced True Monarch raised his head and laughed, raised his foot and kicked Zhou Long's head.
"Zhou Long, this seat likes your gnashing of teeth, again."
Helpless look. "
"Kill me... You've kind of killed me. "
Zhou Long roared.
"No, you can't die yet."
The Thousand Faces True Monarch shook his head, "You know, my illusion technique must be for you to live. "
"Why don't you kill yourself?"
"You can't die well~"
He was imprisoned and cultivated by the Dao pattern on the Xuantie chain, and if he could commit suicide, he committed suicide.
And why bother, to be insulted by this.
The Thousand Faces True Monarch smiled, "I raise your wife, don't worry about it." "
"Zhou Yunfei is very obedient and a good son. "
"Princess Zhenbei, it's also true/Run." "
"Boom...."
"You....."
Click~
Zhou Long struggled violently.
The wound was torn, and the blood dripped faster.
"Thousand-faced True Monarch, you must not die well. "
Zhou Long, who was hanging upside down, had bloodshot eyes, almost crazy.
"Boom..."
The smile of the Thousand Faces True Monarch suddenly retracted.
"Alright, that's all for today's conversation. "
"My cheap son said that he invited the Taisu Holy Son to a party on Drifting Snow Lake Island, and hoped that I could come forward. "
"This seat will go on a walk to see the quality of the Taisu Holy Son. "
After saying that, he turned around and gradually walked away.
"Thousand-faced True Monarch, I'm going to kill you!!! Zhou Long roared.
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Drifting Rain Lake Island, located in the 24th district.
It is located in the middle of Shangjing City.
It is the property of the Drifting Snow Sect of the Great Sect of the Southern Regions.
A fantasy version of the "entertainment/fun" venue.
Formation frozen lakes with perennial snow.
A small island several kilometers in diameter is suspended above the lake's ice.
Hence the name, Piaoxue Lake Island.
The island is full of pavilions and pavilions. M.Ι.
Thousands of charming warblers and swallows, walking through them...
Or serve tea and pour water, or dance and sing, or open a private room with guests.... Play cards.
At this time, the highest attic, in the snowy building, is extremely lively.
A young handsome man, chatting about the recent events on the Heavenly Dome Continent.
"It is said that the Instrument Divine Sect's Traceless Predecessors will be in the Ming Dynasty after half a month, and with the help of the Purple Light Divine Fire of the Shenyan Sect, the Holy Weapon will be refined. "
"At that time, it will be in Beijing,
Hold a competition that invites the younger generation to participate.... The old timers promise that they will refine the weapons for the strongest with their own hands. "
The attic burst into discussion in an instant.
There was a clear interest in the topic.
....
Chu Xiu turned his head sideways and asked Zhou Yunfei beside him.
"Brother Zhou, this weapon has no trace, but the one who refined "Guiyuan" in the first place? "
Zhou Yunfei was stunned, thought for a moment, and finally remembered what the "Guiyuan" in Chu Xiu's mouth was.
"Well, the refining method of "Guiyuan" is indeed created by the old-timers to deal with the demon barbarians. "
Chu Xiu nodded, secretly happy in his heart.
He had wanted to refine this artifact for a long time.
I never thought that this refining master would come to the Southern Regions and the Ming Empire.
It really didn't take much effort to get it.
With this baby.
After killing the opponent in the future, you can not only inherit his inheritance, but also use his corpse to refine Yuanjing.... It's not too cool to exchange this for breakthrough points.
....
Suddenly.
Someone shouted.
"The king of Zhenbei is here. "
Boom~
The young ladies in the attic looked out.
I saw a majestic man, like a lion, wearing a white robe, smiling, and stepping through the snow in the air.
He was like a god of war, awe-inspiring, and did not dare to meet his deep eyes.
"Zhenbei King Senior~"
"Senior Zhou~"
"Father~"
Zhou Yunfei smiled all over his face and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
"King Zhenbei" patted his "son" on the shoulder kindly.
"Father, I'm here to introduce you. "
"This is the Son of the Taisu Holy Land... His Royal Highness Chu Xiu. "
King Zhenbei turned his head and met Chu Xiu's eyes.
Smiled and arched his hand: "I have seen the Taisu Holy Son." "
"King Zhenbei."
Chu Xiu also smiled and returned the salute.
But a strangeness arose in my heart.
I always feel that the smile of the king of Zhenbei is so familiar.....
It seems that sometime, there is a smell of the old... Yin... 13 flavors.
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