Ze Tian Ji Chapter 148: Her vision is far away, far away

A thousand miles away, the old temple of Xi Ning, Yexi is silent.

The Monk opposite the Divine Empress Tianhai looks at creek said, "You should know who I am always alert to."

The rosary in the palm of the Monk stopped turning, still closed her eyes, and said calmly, "They haven't been to the other side, naturally you can't think of you."

She said, "I have never been there."

At this time, she was still on the top of Mausoleum of Books, but her sight fell here tens of thousands of miles away.

No matter how far apart, as long as there is a Qi connection between heaven and earth, her Divine Soul can be arrive in person.

This is the one by the river.

Monk thought about it and said, "It makes sense."

Divine Empress Tianhai looks at he asked, "Is this the situation you most want to see?"

The Monk said, "I never imagined in advance what I might see."

Divine Empress Tianhai Quietly looks at he asked, "Are you the son of Crown Prince Jian Cheng? Grandson?"

Monk showed a nostalgic feeling on his face, and said quietly after a moment of silence: "Crown Prince Jian Cheng is my father."

Divine Empress Tianhai raised his eyebrows and asked, "I don't understand why you lost clan joined forces with him. You must know that he is a black dog of Emperor Taizong."

Monk said slowly: "No amount of resentment can defeat the time and the desire to return home. We want to return."

Divine Empress Tianhai asked, "Have you ever thought that you might be a precursor of another race?"

Monk was silent for a while, shaking its head and saying, "lost clan is not an alien. This is our hometown. No one is qualified to prevent our return."

Divine Empress Tianhai said: "Do you dare to confirm that the aliens on that Continent will not develop ambitions?"

Monk is silent and doesn't speak again.

The clear water in Small Stream has long been frozen by these two powerful Divine Soul.

The lotus condensed by blood and water, on the water surface, east or west, the tree beside the stream moves constantly in the wind.

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It was a autumn rain and a cold day, and a lot of green grass was left yesterday. At this time, it was all yellow.

Taoist Ji stood in the weeds without knees, sensing the distance between the black jade Ruyi (scepter) and himself, looking at Mausoleum of Books again, and saying, "Stop, leave this world like Su Li."

Divine Empress Tianhai withdrew his eyes to Xi Ning Village Small Stream looking tens of thousands of miles away and said: "My sons want to be emperors, Chen Guansong wants to keep their name in the history of young people, Yin is trapped by the word Jishi, White Emperor wants to fight Demon Lord. What about you? I still do n’t understand what you want to do after doing so many things.

Taoist Ji said without expression: "This is the legacy of Your Majesty Emperor Taizong, and you promised me and Junior Brother that you would return the throne to Chen Family."

Divine Empress Tianhai said: "I have only one son. He has been condemned. In my womb, the congenital sun wheel is destroyed."

Speaking here, she glanced at Chen Changshen and glanced somewhere in Mausoleum of Books.

"No matter who my son is, whether pure or simple, or stupid, or disabled, who will rule the world if he ascends the throne?"

The direction of Divine Empress Tianhai looks at Qiu Prairie said slightly, "Who will be the real emperor then? Those wastes and jerk, or you?"

Taoist Ji is silent and does not answer this question.

The night breeze blows through the wilderness, and the yellow grass moves with the wind, just like a rice field, but has no aroma, only the rotten smell after being stained by rain.

"After saying so many boring words, watching so many boring people and things, after all, you still have to kill me."

Divine Empress Tianhai finally moved when he said this sentence.

She took a step forward, with her hands behind her, slowly spreading out.

In the night sky, already didn't drop raindrops, but when she opened her hand, there were a few drops of raindrops. I wondered where they came from the wind and fell on her palm.

She glanced down at the pearl-like water drops in her palm, then looked up, looking at this already that bore her to the extreme world.

"Who dares to kill me?"

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The situation tonight has changed dramatically.

Emperor's Chariot Map is quiet, Capital kills everywhere, more fire and smoke are emerging from time to time, in the field in the distance, some army Tranquil is like a tomb guardian stone statue, some army is still in riots, this world already breaks away With the control of Divine Empress Tianhai, even those ministers and family members most loyal to her chose to abandon her.

There is no doubt that her situation already is extremely bad.

She has no cowardice. The peerless powerhouses around looks at Mausoleum of Books, all the enemies in the world, looks at, said such a sentence.

Who dare to kill?

These words are really overbearing to the extreme, arrogance to the extreme, reverberating in the quiet streets of Mausoleum of Books and Capital, without stopping for a long time, no one dares to respond.

I don't know how long it took, finally a sound came out.

That's the sound of the slate being crushed. It sounds a lot like the impact of teeth, and it's also the sound of bone and hair that has endured numerous weights.

Gegegege.

Zhu Luo got up from the wheelchair, his gaze moved up along the white Divine Avenue, and finally fell on the peak of Mausoleum of Books.

"Come on."

When he said these three words, he didn't have any feeling of impassioned, very bland, just like water.

Either this is because he knows exactly what his ending is, or it is because he has been waiting for this ending after Garden of Ten Thousand Willows opened the letter of Su Li.

Zhu Luo, one of Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions, Emotionless Sect Sect Master, Tianliang Country, as Su Li said in Xunyang City, he can die, but he cannot be defeated.

Now he's defeated and disabled, so why die?

He came to Capital tonight to kill him. He will use his death to seek the best benefits for his family sect.

"What do you want?"

Taoist Ji's voice floated from a distance. already is not in the north of Akihara, but seems to be already going farther.

Zhu Luo held the hilt of the waist with his left hand and said with no expression: "I want Wang Clan to never turn over."

He didn't say which Wang Clan, but everyone knew which Wang Clan he was talking about.

Tianliang Country Wang Clan has long since fallen, and now there is only one person left.

Zhu Luo wants Wang Clan to never turn over. The target is that person and the knife.

Taoist Ji's voice didn't ring immediately, but he answered after a while.

Obviously, even Zhu Luo's request before he died, even he felt some trouble.

"OK, I promise you."

After hearing this, some expressions finally appeared on Zhu Luo's face, and her body became more upright.

He walked forward, walking slowly, stepping through the shallow water accumulated on the Stony Ground, and gradually forming a unique rhythm.

He came under Divine Avenue and slowly pulled out the sword in his sheath.

A powerful Aura, overflowing with the sword out of the sheath, overflowing between heaven and earth.