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462. Chapter 462 End of Book - Overthrow

"boom--"

Hearing a loud noise, the giant cauldron above him suddenly burst into flames, several feet high, burning toward the sky. Emperor Zhao raised his head and slowly stretched out his left arm. Jian Yao's body trembled slightly and he looked up.

His side face suddenly became solemn.

The ten fingers were slightly spread, and the green-white fingertips gently closed on the broad palm, and the golden pupils flashed with fleeting sadness.

Emperor Zhao suddenly closed his palms, firmly grasped the catkins in his palms, and led his once-incompetent queen step by step up the steps of the altar of sacrifice to heaven.

This emperor who unified the Five Continent Empires, this emperor who was born in the most humble manner in history, is full of energy and confidence at this moment. The impassioned feeling that the earth is under my feet and all things are in my hands is completely displayed on that handsome face.

Accompanied by blazing flames, eight women holding musical instruments under the altar played heaven-sacrifice music, and the solemn and solemn music filled the entire Tiandu City.

Tiandu, this once gorgeous and decadent capital city, finally regained its glory under the rule of Emperor Zhao of the Dafeng Kingdom after experiencing the downturn of the two emperors Renyou and Rende.

"Are you happy?" Taking advantage of the break in the ceremony and music, he lowered his head and looked lovingly at the woman next to him. Jian Yao's eyes were fixed in front of him and seemed not to pay attention to his question.

"What are you reading?" He frowned slightly, looking a little displeased with her absent-mindedness. Jian Yao looked away, smiled, and said softly: "I'm reading this 'Book of Divine Punishment'." The two of them looked down at the same time.

Looking at the gold foil-covered book in front of the altar, seeing its dazzling luster in the sunlight, Feng Xie smiled slightly and mocked himself: "It's just a wordless heavenly book, but it has ruined half of my life!"

At this time, the salute official shouted loudly: "The ceremony of worshiping heaven begins - kneel down -"

Hundreds of thousands of people under the altar also knelt down. The two came to the giant cauldron. A trace of hesitation flashed in Jian Yao's eyes. She looked sideways at Feng Xie beside her, silently watching him become

An increasingly fanatical face.

But he didn't realize it, unfolded the astronomical sacrifice in his hand, and read aloud: "On the east side of the sky, the earth is horizontal and horizontal. The red light begins to shine, and the bullfights rush straight. The stars are colorless, and the mountains are destroyed and the earth collapses. The kings set up their chariots,

Receiving the sky and worshiping the gods. The vast universe is filled with people from heaven and earth. I pray for the peace of the world and the peace and prosperity of the country and the people. Celebrate with the sky and live in symbiosis with the sky. I am brilliant and talented, so I come to worship today. Graffiti becomes a crow, and my body is humble. I would like to hear the words of the sky,

Interpretation of God's will. The people are so vast, how difficult is it to live? Officials are cruel, tigers and officials are cruel, and natural disasters are inflicted on people. People are like grass and grass, how can we show mercy? May God bless us, and our people will be blessed together. Looking across the earth, all the people are shouting! "

Its voice was heavy and powerful, echoing over the entire Tiandu City, and full of indescribable magic power. After Feng Xie finished reading, he threw the heaven-sacrifice document in his hand towards the giant cauldron, and the red flames in the giant cauldron rushed straight into the sky with a roar.

The clouds dispersed and turned into sparks all over the sky, extremely brilliant.

Everyone in the audience suddenly cheered loudly, stood up, and shouted: "I am so powerful that I am the only one in the world..."

Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar like wind and thunder on the ground. This was the climax of the entire heaven-sacrifice ceremony. Feng Xie laughed and turned around to look at the people. He raised his arms high and shouted with all the people: "The great Feng Ming is so powerful that he is the only one in the world..."

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At this moment, there was a "whoosh" sound, a sharp sound of metal cutting through the airflow, and a black arrow shot straight towards the altar. When the people were going crazy, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the altar...



"Jian Yao!"

Jian Yao tightly held Feng Xie's arm around her. The pain in her back made her unconscious. Feng Xie looked at her in panic, seeing the shocking blood that was constantly flowing out from under her body.

Tears kept pouring out, blurring the world in front of him and the man's face.

"Girl, let's find a doctor. You will be fine. You will be fine. Why are you so stupid? Why do you have to block the arrow..."

Feng Xie choked up after speaking. Jian Yao's body was getting colder little by little. The black feather sword shot so deep that it penetrated her entire chest.

The overturned altar, the falling Book of Heaven, and the imperial pavilion were in chaos and mess, but no one dared to make a sound. All the people watched this scene quietly, watching their heartbreaking separation of life and death.

Jian Yao closed his eyes, and the face of the man in front of him gradually faded, and as the blood was drained, it dispersed in the sunlight.

In his arms was Jian Yao's still cold body, and the faint echo of the city gate closing could be heard in his ears. The heavenly book under his feet showed faint handwriting because it was stained with blood. Feng Xie smiled bitterly. It turned out that they had always lost to Liu Dao.

Reincarnation, entangled for a lifetime, is just a memory. People are always like this, only at the moment of no return, they are willing to repent. But then, you will understand that in the reincarnation of love, there can never be a repeat.

If you miss this once opportunity, you will never have the beautiful scenery of facing each other and intertwining your fingers.

He closed his eyes and seemed to hear Jian Yao's voice coming from the sky. She said: Feng Xie, if there is anything you can't get in this world, it must be me...

In the sixth year of Emperor Zhao's reign, he offered sacrifices to heaven, was assassinated, and his concubine died. His Majesty was in mourning, but this was indifferent to court affairs. A few years later, the party struggle was still victorious, causing chaos in the court and causing harm to the people. In another five years, uprisings broke out one after another, and the Wujiang River in the east was hidden.

Heroes appeared again, gathered the refugees and trained them, and then formed an army. They built momentum and threatened the capital of heaven. However, the suppression failed. The rebel army spread all over the five continents, and the great feudal state was about to fall. In the winter of Emperor Zhao's seventeenth year, the rebel army wanted to cross the Chishui River.

According to the imperial decree, the empty city was waiting. Three days later, all the people of Tiandu were sent outside the city. It was snowing heavily. On the birthday of the late concubine, a man climbed up to the imperial pavilion. In an instant, the imperial capital collapsed and fell into a sea of ​​fire. The people were shocked and rumors spread.

, the emperor would rather destroy it than let it go to the hands of the rebels. There are different opinions about this move, and everyone agrees. So far, in the 17th year of the Great Feudal Kingdom, the rebels have settled in. After Emperor Zhao, he was given the posthumous title of Lie. He performed meritorious service through martial arts and moved to the imperial mausoleum. He only had one concubine for the rest of his life.

He had no children. The new emperor succeeded to the throne, built the capital city, changed the name of the country to Feng, and the Tiandu was also renamed Fengdu, ushering in a century of prosperity.

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