Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 8: How big is it to endure? Just wipe it from the world

The next day, Concubine Chan rummaged through boxes and cabinets early in the morning, took out the jewelry and silver notes from the compartment of the secret agency, and then changed into a decent dress.

She got busy and found her son awake, staring at her with **** eyes.

Concubine Chan's face was originally tense and anxious, but when she saw her son, all the negative emotions dissipated.

The mother's love in her heart was aroused, and she untied the red pocket of her shirt and began to breastfeed.

The one-year-old boy burps cutely.

She slowly flattened the folds of her clothes, and tidied them up in front of the bronze mirror. Then, she sat beside the boy, looked at him tenderly and fondly, and stretched out her fingers to tease him.

Xia Ji fought for thousands of years in the terrifying source of robbery, and finally was crowned as the lord of the other world. Now that he is reincarnated, he is also adapting to "how to be a person".

He's really almost forgotten.

If he goes out now, I'm afraid he will remember to kill him.

Because in Jieyuan, only killing is enough.

Break out a path of bones, build him up the ladder, scorch the Dharma body with the fire of a realm, and swing a sword to be fifteen Jiazi, and wander around for nearly a hundred years. Killing, devouring, fighting, and waiting are the themes of those thousand years. The theme for the future remains the same.

So, in order to complete the "transition from the supreme world to human beings", he followed his nature very obediently, like a kitten and a puppy, looking at the only shaking finger in the world in front of him, stretched out two small hands, mouth Li babbled, and then grabbed the finger.

The touch of fingertips and fingertips brings a warm current, a warm blend of water and milk between hearts.

Concubine Chan also seems to have become a child, shouting "Ya ya ya" and teasing,

She stretched her finger to the right, and the boy's eyeball turned to the right,

She stretched her fingers to the left, and the boy held up a pair of small hands to grab the left,

Until a while, the boy was exhausted, he closed his eyes, completely disregarded what position he was in now, and relaxed into a dream and fell asleep.

Concubine Chan looked at her son's "miraculous" sleeping position and couldn't help laughing again, no matter how dark and desperate it is, but with a son, there is light in this world .

She carefully turned her son's sleeping position over, changing him from the "incredible sleeping position" to a normal lying down, and at this time Xiao Wu had arrived.

One meter five pushed open the door and was about to walk in, when she suddenly found that the boy was asleep, she hurriedly lightened her pace and walked in on tiptoe.

Concubine Chan nodded to her.

One meter five also nodded.

Then, Concubine Chan collected the jewelry and went out.

The new national teacher needs to take the "obedience test".

Maybe he doesn't really need the gold and silver jewelry, but he needs to really see who's obedient and who's not, and who's obedient to the greatest extent possible.

Zongmen Yu Dynasty is heaven.

The national teacher is the representative of the dynasty sent by the sect, which is a fat poor.

The promiscuous palace, the ruler of the palace, called the emperor's harem, is actually the national teacher's harem, these are not too rare things, but no matter the sect or the dynasty, they will deliberately leave a layer of veil to cover their shame. Blocking the sight of others has nothing to do with interests, it's just human nature.

The new national teacher is called Bi Fengzi. He has been practicing in the sect for 60 years. With the experience of many predecessors, he barely broke through the peak of the eleventh realm, broke free from the life of a mortal, and regained his youth. body.

He made some arrangements, and with the addition of connections, he was able to come to the state of Qi, a subordinate of this sect, to be a national teacher.

He wants to make up for what he has not done in sixty years of ascetic cultivation, and he wants to live freely in the world without leaving the slightest regret.

Bi Fengzi's face was as white as jade, with a smile in his eyes, but this smile concealed a bit of ruthlessness and criticism, as if the people in front of him were not people, but things he let him choose.

At this time, a notification sound came from outside.

"Concubine Chan asks to see you~~~~"

The corners of his lips curled up and he said from a distance, "Come in."

A moment...

Concubine Chan was led in by the eunuch, and when she saw the young man sitting in the middle, Yingying bowed: "I have seen the national teacher."

Bi Fengzi didn't answer, his eyes swept over the concubine in front of him, as if she was wearing no clothes for him to review, and the warmth of Hua Xiaochan when she got along with her son gave her a unique charm. Let Bi Fengzi's eyes shine, not directly, but at least included in his optional list.

So, he said coldly: "Sit down."

"Yes."

Hua Xiaochan responded, she sat down, and put the silver notes and jewelry she brought on the table quietly.

With a wave of Bi Fengzi's sleeves, he took the jewelry from the sky and took the silver note directly.

Hua Xiaochan was stunned when she saw it. As far as she knew, she was the strongest expert in the palace, and even the number one expert in the original Hua family couldn't do these things lightly.

She couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

And Bi Fengzi swept over the banknotes and jewelry, with a look of anxiety on her face.

He snorted coldly with the air of an expert: "The emperor needs a concubine with sufficient spiritual energy. Concubine Chan has a beautiful appearance, but the aura doesn't seem to be enough, so how can you stay by the emperor's side?"

Hua Xiaochan was stunned, she didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, Bifengzi's whole body exudes a cold air, and the power belonging to the eleventh realm is slightly stimulated, and the concentrated blood is like a drumstick beating the skin, making a dull soft sound, and a powerful momentum enveloped On the concubine who only has some superficial skills.

Hua Xiaochan couldn't help but be shocked. She was horrified. No matter how well educated she was, her feet couldn't help trembling. This was a biological instinct.

At this time, she only felt that the boy sitting in the center of the lobby seemed to be a monster, a monster whose life level was different from hers.

She collapsed on the seat as her body softened.

Bifengzi took back his breath and drank tea lightly.

The entire lobby is silent.

Only the sound of him sipping his tea.

He seemed to have forgotten that there was a concubine in the hall, and just drank tea to himself.

It wasn't until the tea was exhausted that he waved his hand and said, "I will come to the alchemy palace in a few days and be a fan boy."

Hua Xiaochan was frightened in her heart, but her heart was stunned, she gritted her teeth and said directly: "National teacher, I am the emperor's concubine after all... If so, Yu Li is incompatible."

"Courtesy?"

Bi Fengzi laughed out loud, as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

Hua Xiaochan felt terrified.

Bi Fengzi stopped laughing, nodded and said, "What Concubine Chan said is very true, it is still up to Qi Xiu to pass the decree."

Hua Xiaochan only felt a chill rushed to the top of her head, she hurriedly said: "National teacher, my child is just one year old, but... can it be postponed for two years, and then Xiaochan is willing to be a boy to help the national teacher make alchemy. "

Bi Fengzi sneered. If he wanted, he could even let the emperor use "boys" as medicine. He wondered what it would be like to see a woman in despair.

Those who obey me prosper, those who disobey me perish, and women who don't know what to do should be punished.

A mere mortal with a hundred years of life.

Just someone I can kill with my fingertips.

What qualifications do you have to bargain with yourself?

Does she really know who she's dealing with?

At this moment, the eunuch's announcement sound was heard in the distance.

The sharp male duck shouted: "Ms. Yafei, please see me~~~"

Bi Fengzi smiled at Concubine Chan and said, "Go back."

Hua Xiaochan got up tremblingly, walked out, and walked to the door, she saw Ya Fei.

Ya Fei's face is also a little stiff...

The national teacher may collect money, or collect color, or collect resources, or use the power of a country to explore some secrets...

And this newcomer, Bifengzi, is obviously catching up.

...

In the afternoon, Hua Xiaochan returned to the almost cold palace in the corner.

She rubbed the corners of her eyes with both hands to make her sadness less obvious, and then pushed open the door.

Xiao Wu is feeding his son porridge.

There is a faint smell of Sydney in the air, apparently cooked with autumn pear and rice.

And my son was drinking porridge with his mouth open obediently.

That cute appearance made Hua Xiaochan feel a lot of love, and her son's ability to drink porridge also made her feel relieved...

She recalled the indifferent eyes of the national teacher before she left, and she felt a little panic in her heart.

It's better to beg the emperor. After all, the emperor is the ruler of a country, and Xiaoyu is his son. Tiger poison does not eat his son. He will not sit idly by, right?

Thinking of this, she had some unwarranted hope, and sat next to Xiao Wu and her son, showing a bright smile.

...

In the afternoon of the next day, Hua Xiaochan asked to see the emperor.

She waited a long time for the emperor to summon her.

However...

The results were less than ideal.

The emperor seemed to be very angry that she took up his time, and asked her to go back impatiently, saying that she didn't understand anything, and that the national teacher was a master, an immortal. If the national teacher made arrangements, it would be like I said it myself.

Tonight...

Hua Xiaochan got out of bed quietly after her son fell asleep, ran to the window and couldn't help crying, tears streaming out in big drops.

She pushed open the crack of the window, the autumn moon was nearly complete, and the bright brilliance showed a long strip on the wooden table, like a dagger, telling her... Unless she is freed by death, she must sink into this turbidity in the evil world.

She murmured: "Small intolerance can lead to big plans... I still have Xiaoyu, I have to endure, I must endure."

She clenched her fists.

Decided to endure.

Go against what's wrong.

To force a smile.

...

It's midnight.

Xia Ji opened his eyes.

The terrifying power is carefully transmitted from the inner heart to the heart of the baby boy.

Heaven's endurance is obviously far better than that of ordinary people.

He passed it slowly, making the connection between the heart and the inner heart closer.

With a single thought, you can use the inner heart's own true power.

With a single thought, the true power can be completely withdrawn.

This adaptation process continued unnoticed for three days and three nights.

And the heart of the baby boy can already bear the true strength of its own part...

So, at midnight on the fourth day, he suddenly sat up from the bed and tapped Hua Xiaochan's sleepy acupuncture point with his little hand, so that she would not be awakened by any movement.

After doing this, Xia Ji got out of bed, put on his 17-size small shoes, opened the window with a snap of his fingers, and then his small body sprang out of the window.

Quietly, walking like a ghost in the palace of a mortal kingdom, for Xia Ji, who has temporarily regained his power, it is not too easy.

And these days, Xia Ji has long known what happened to Concubine Chan and the trouble she encountered.

He didn't mean to cause trouble.

But if there is trouble, he still doesn't mind solving the trouble directly, otherwise he will have to listen to Concubine Chan every day saying "If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan"...

However, how much of a conspiracy to endure?

The Imperial Master's Palace is easy to find.

Xia Ji took advantage of the black clouds to float in the air, overlooking the entire palace hall, and glanced at the terrain.

The bright moon was obscured by dark clouds, and then dissipated again after a minute or two.

At the time of the transition of light and darkness, Xia Ji had already arrived at the palace of the national teacher.

Bi Fengzi was flipping through a volume of books. Strictly speaking, it was not a book, but a task given to him by the sect.

As a national teacher, you have to do something for the sect, right?

He was watching, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. The window moved, and the cold autumn wind came from outside.

Bi Fengzi shook his head, he closed the window with a wave of his hand,

I was about to turn my head,

Suddenly he felt a terrifying aura overwhelm him,

His soul seemed to fall into the deep ice abyss in an instant, and there was a bone-chilling chill from the inside out, the heart couldn't beat, and the blood flow stopped.

He couldn't breathe or even turn around, only his eyes were gurgling.

No matter how much you turn, you can't see anything.

He could feel something coming from behind him, but he couldn't move. It was a deterrent from a life that was many times greater than his.

Just as he deterred the concubines.

At this point, he was also deterred.

He intimidated those concubines, who were still trembling.

But at this point, he couldn't even tremble.

Because, the people behind him are too different from him,

Like a mayfly facing the eternal dragon,

The dust covers Cangshan with snow,

Fireflies are in the sky against the scorching sun.

Bi Fengzi wanted to speak, to kneel and beg for mercy, but he couldn't do anything.

He was aloof, and his calm mood completely disappeared, leaving only a broken and desperate heart.

With all his strength, he hummed the word "forgive life" tremblingly like a mosquito, with a cry.

But no response...

A monster hides in the darkness behind him.

No, it's a god.

The seventeen-yard shoe took a step forward, leaving no sound or dust on the ground.

Because Xia Ji is completely empty, his feet are always three inches away from the ground.

He yawned when he walked behind the mighty national teacher who decided to live happily in the world without leaving any regrets.

Hey, it's still too easy to get tired.

Quickly solve the trouble and go back to sleep.

Sleep is not good, but it will affect development.

So, Xia Ji casually raised his hand and placed it on the back of Bifengzi's thigh.

Bifengzi: ? ? ?

What is this number?

Why do you want to touch your thighs?

Ah...

He understands.

He hastily flashes a flattering smile, trying to shout "I do~IndoMTL.com~ but in the next instant, all his thoughts are shattered.

Because, a terrifying pure black flame penetrated into his abdominal cavity with the little hand, wiping away his internal organs from this world bit by bit, like a rubber wiping him from this space go.

This is the Dark Emperor's Flame of Oblivion.

Besides the pure black fire demon, there is a layer of faint yellow flames. Even if someone suddenly arrives at this time, they will only see a national teacher who is concentrating on reading, and will not notice any abnormality.

This is Mirage's illusory flame.

A few seconds passed.

Bifengzi has completely disappeared from this world, leaving no dust behind.

And Xia Ji had already yawned a lot. He hurriedly returned to the place where he slept, jumped in from the window, lay back on the bed obediently, covered the quilt by himself, transmitted the power back to the inner heart, and then fell asleep .