Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Eight
"Unexpectedly, Your Majesty has actually heard of my name. I am really honored." He chuckled, his lips smiling like the breeze.
Emperor Xuan Zhao put away his long sword and stood there with his waistcoat hand, "The Xie family is quite ambitious."
Now, the man was really surprised, "How did you know?"
Emperor Xuan Zhao's thin lips curled up, and his eyes were a bit strange, like an abyss, leading people deeper into depravity, "My layout is not just to lure the Xie family into action, so that," his smile deepened, "we can let those monsters and snake gods come out.
Isn't it?"
At some point, the two of them were standing very close to each other. Emperor Xuan Zhao's long sword fell on his neck. If he moved even a little, the body of the person in front of him would be torn apart.
The man's expression finally changed, his pupils tightened, and he looked at Emperor Xuan Zhao in disbelief, his eyes full of shock, "With your martial arts, you have entered the realm of gods and humans!"
His expression was frightened and distorted. He looked at Emperor Xuan Zhao as if he were looking at a monster, "No way, you are only in your twenties, how can you become a heavenly being." His hand holding the jade flute was shaking.
Suddenly, his expression changed, "Last time, you got hurt on purpose."
Emperor Xuan Zhao's deep voice revealed a bit of arrogance, "If not, how could we lure the snake out of its hole?"
He took the long sword casually and said, "Die, or surrender to me, you can only choose one."
The man knelt down decisively and said, "I have seen Emperor Zhao."
Yami appeared, put a black pill into the man's mouth, and then disappeared.
"From now on, you should know how to hide in the Xie family. I want to know the news about the people behind him." He stepped lightly and landed on the horse's back. After a while, the team gradually disappeared.
Only then did the man dare to raise his head, his forehead already covered with beads of sweat. This time, he really capsized in the gutter.
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The head of the Xie family folded the letter in his hand, and the young man beside him said, "Do you want to tell my little sister that Emperor Xuan Zhao is no longer in the palace?"
The head of the Xie family put his hands behind his back and said, "No need, Mr. Feng is nowhere to be found now, so we'd better be careful."
"My little brother has entered Beijing now. I think I will hear good news soon next year." The young man said with a smile.
The head of the Xie family nodded lightly, "Emperor Kaiyuan was able to overthrow the ancient dynasty and create the current Xuan Dynasty. Why can't our Xie family? Compared to the Xuan family, my Xie family has been passed down for nearly a thousand years and has the help of heaven and man. If I were not an emperor, how could I
Live up to the will of heaven and man."
The head of the Xie family is about fifty years old, but he does not look old. His back is straight and straight, exuding fierceness and aggressiveness, and his movements are elegant and steady.
The young man next to him has a similar appearance to him, with a gentle and handsome face, a temperament like an orchid, deep and gentle.
At this time, there was a smile on his lips, "What father said is absolutely true."
Patriarch Xie turned around and asked, "How are the people you sent out?"
"I heard that Emperor Zhao was injured," Mr. Xie said in a gentle and respectful tone.
Patriarch Xie nodded, "Remember not to underestimate the enemy. Xuan Ji is even more cruel and ruthless than the late Emperor."
"Father, please rest assured that your child will not act recklessly."
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In Changfu, Kyoto, Meng Fangyan came out of the house in a light yellow dress. She wore a curtain hat and got into a carriage.
I arrived at my usual bookstore. As soon as I entered, I was greeted by the bookstore's attendant, "Madam, please come inside."
Meng Fangyan nodded slightly and followed the attendant into the inner building. When she went upstairs, she passed by someone.
Chapter completed!