Immortal of Book and Sword Chapter 195: Where is my Liu Wang?

　　 Dashun Palace, inside the main hall.

　　 King Dashun, after sending Liu Tu to the world of steles, sat on the throne, thinking. "After so many days, Chen Guhong should be very weak. Even if he is not dead, he can't resist Liu Tu's strength. It is easy to let him die and transform into a ghost."

　　" But after such an unyielding person becomes a ghost, I am afraid that he will be emotional. I will prepare some delicious Yang Qi and a beautiful singer. After he is brought out by Liu Tu, he can enjoy being a ghost. Have fun."

　　 A little smile appeared on King Dashun’s face, and he stretched out his hand and patted it.

　　 "Pop!"

　　 With two clear applause sounded, a beautiful court lady walked in and said to King Dashun: "What's your command?"

　　 King Dashun told him to go down, and the maid went down to prepare. Soon after, the delicious Yang Qi was brought up, placed in a special jug, and treated as a drink.

　　 Immediately, beautiful and dancing singers and musicians who played wonderful music came in one after another.

　　Everything is ready, only waiting for the third sword king to appear.

　　 "My Dashun country will become stronger because of his arrival." King Dashun squeezed the wine glass, smiled and drank a yang, feeling very happy.

　　Singers like this are those who entered the world of steles with King Dashun thousands of years ago, and their status is very high. The foreman singer is called Chen Ji, with a very beautiful oval face, white skin, breast augmentation and a graceful waist. She is known for singing and dancing, and she is the most favored among the singers.

　　 Seeing the king drinking alone, a smile appeared on his face, the musicians and singers were all there, but they did not order the dance. Chen Ji was very strange. Relying on being favored, she boldly asked: "Your Majesty, why do you drink alone?"

　　 King Dashun was in a good mood, so he told Chen Ji about the matter.

　　 "That's the sword king with the sword spirit? It's really gratifying that such a person can become the right and left hand of your majesty, the third sword king." Chen Ji hurriedly said. Then he rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "For this happy event, how about a solo dance for your majesty?"

　　 "You are still the same, you will always please me. But today's protagonist is not me. You can save your energy to dance for the sword king." The beauty is beautiful, but the king of Dashun is. Smiled.

　　 "Your Majesty!" Chen Jilian moved into the arms of King Dashun, acting like a baby.

　　 "Hahaha." King Dashun laughed.

　　 There are beauties acting like a baby by the side, and there are delicious Yang Qi drinking on the table. His subordinates are about to usher in the arrival of the third sword emperor, a fierce general. Today's Dashun King is happy, very happy.

　　 "click!"

　　 At this moment, a small sound sounded. The sound seemed to be a broken stone or something broken.

　　 King Dashun didn't react in a hurry, the jade pendant of the stele world hung around his waist was broken into powder and drifted away with the wind. At the same time, an endless ghost aura rose into the sky.

　　 formed a violent wind, raging across the world. The wind came suddenly and violently. Come rampant. The hall where King Dashun was located was the center of the gale.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　　 Chen Ji and the other singers, the musicians let out a scream, like a person in a typhoon, flying lightly to the sky, struggling endlessly in the air, terrified.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 Not long after the construction of the palace hall, the sea was very brand new, but it was blown away by waves. Not only the palace hall, even the entire palace, the entire emperor is blown away.

　　 There are tiles flying everywhere. The sound of a stone falling to the ground. There are screams of ghosts evading and being blown away. Endless, the rich almost forming a water-like ghost energy, instantly enveloped the sky above the imperial capital.

　　 "How could this be?" Inside the palace hall. King Dashun stabilized his figure and looked at all this in front of him, shocked.

　　 Then something more shocking happened. Amidst this endless ghost, a golden light and a red light nestled together. Soaring into the sky.

　　 The noble, majestic, and divine aura spreads. Falling in this endless ghostly atmosphere, the imperial capital with endless ghosts, as if the gods descended to hell, so magnificent and bright.

　　 King Dashun narrowed his eyes and looked at the red and golden beam of light in the void.

　　 "What's that???"

　　"What a powerful breath, I seem to be facing a god?"

　　 "It's dangerous, I think once I get close to that breath, it will definitely turn into gray."

　　 At this time, the gust of wind became weak, and the endless ghosts that were blown away stabilized the figure, and looked at the golden-red beam of light in the sky uncertainly.

　　 "The infinite paradox is the infinite surprise. Is that Chen Guhong?" Shi Miaomiao stood on top of a ruin in the palace, with a long skirt dragging the floor, and a golden phoenix crown on his head. Pure and bright black hair flying in the wind, with outstanding temperament, she was crowned with beauty, and she said with a smile that was not very unexpected at the corner of her mouth.

　　 Immediately, Shi Miaomiaolian moved and flew towards King Dashun. At the same time, nine powerful auras rose to the sky.

　　 These auras may be fierce, brave, or outrageous, but they are the nine ghosts and generals under the Dashun King. They all landed around the Dashun King, each with their heads and corners humongous and very majestic.

　　 "Your Majesty!"

　　 They worshipped.

　　 King Dashun just waved his hand, and then stared at the beam of light, his eyesight was amazing, and he vaguely saw the figure inside the beam of light.

　　 and the others saw it immediately, and saw the golden and red beam of light slowly dimmed~IndoMTL.com~A scholar walked out from the inside.

　　 This scholar is wearing Confucian clothing, a scarf on his head, cloth shoes under his feet, and a bamboo stick in his hand. At first glance, he seems to be a scholar.

　　 But it is not.

　　 I saw this scholar is very handsome, slender and generous. The skin on his body was snow-white and crystal clear, with a little red radiance, and a piece of jade seal suspended above his head. The jade seal was slightly ups and downs, exuding red and white air.

　　 The red breath fell, protecting the scholar's body and down.

　　The white breath floats above the head, like a tiger entrenched, murderous.

　　The light in the eyes of the scholar is even more amazing. One is red and the other is golden. At first it turned into two long beams of light, unmatched, and then gradually dissipated, hidden in the pupils, and more restrained. noble.

　　 This scholar looks like a scholar, but he is by no means an average scholar. At this moment, he came out of the beam of light, as if he had walked out of mythology, with a lofty artistic conception that was beyond reach.

　　"Chen Guhong?"

　　"Chen Guhong?"

　　 The nine ghost generals were all shocked and shouted out loud. Isn't he trapped in the world of steles? How could it appear again, and so extraordinary?

　　 "It really is him." The corner of Shi Miaomiao's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smile that was not a smile.

　　 "Where is my Liu Wang?"

　　 King Dashun took a deep look at Chen Guhong, and then asked. (To be continued.)