Chapter 590: The Day of Stealing and Changes to the Sun

Do you think of the word "stealing the sky and changing the sun"? The identity of Emperor Tang is the real answer. Emperor Tang wants to continue to disguise but does not want to admit it, and Wang Ce is aggressive.

Emperor Tang’s identity is revealed, and the book friends have a look of a torch. There is no need to explain it, you can probably figure out most of the suspense.

"Enough!"

Emperor Tang, who always turned his back to him, turned around in anger, with a pale face: "I said, it's enough!"

The roar shook the imperial study room, and Emperor Tang was furious: "What do you want to say! What do you want!"

Wang Ce's expression was light and his smile was bright, but he hid a colder smell than winter: "I said, I just want one answer. Of course, if you don't mind, I also want to get angry to express my dissatisfaction."

Emperor Tang slowly closed his eyes, his expression distorted, not knowing whether it was pain or helpless: "I have given you a lot, what else do you want."

"If I say, I want the truth, will it look very pretentious?" Wang Ce might be asking Emperor Tang, or talking to himself: "At this time, if I don't want the truth, wouldn't it be teased by someone as an idiot?"

Wang Ce narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Then, I want the truth!"

Emperor Tang was silent and said nothing, and the imperial study was filled with depression.

Wang Ce said lightly: "What? You don't even want to give the truth, and you dare not give it. What are you afraid of? I dare to say that I have said this, what else do you dare not admit?"

Emperor Tang suddenly opened his eyes, and a surging sharp color flashed, and he said sternly: "I have given you a lot, your safety, your cultivation, and your power!"

When his words suddenly broke out, Wang Ce's sneered indifferently, and he could not hide a trace of sarcasm that made people vomit blood, as if he was saying, "You are a brave bandit, do you dare to admit it?"

Perhaps Wang Ce's expression on his face was too vivid and stimulating. Emperor Tang found that he suddenly couldn't continue to say anything.

In the cold confrontation, the turbulent undercurrent is flowing.

After a while, Emperor Tang calmed down and showed a gloomy look, and said reluctantly: "You are a smart child. You should know that many things and many things... Now is not the time."

Wang Ce smiled sarcastically and said slowly: "I only know that although Gu Bo is skilled in scheming, skilled in strategy, and has a very deep and wide layout, there are always mistakes and omissions." Emperor Tang was shocked.

"If a person thinks that what he does is unknown or noticed, then he is not far from death. There is never a perfect thing in this world, and there is no perfect layout."

"Unless a person does nothing, once he does something and moves, there will definitely be loopholes."

Emperor Tang's turbid glasses suddenly became bright and full of fierceness: "You mean?"

Wang Ce sneered. He was sure that Brother Cialis and Tan Jiru must have doubts. There is nothing absolute in this world. Gu Bo thought that what he did was so secret and seamless, so he deserved to die.

Wang Ce did not answer directly, but asked sharply: "Do you know why I have some suspicions."

Without waiting for him to speak, Wang Ce said directly: "Martial God Scroll!" Emperor Tang sighed long, as if he had made some judgment on this.

"Three volumes of the Martial God Book, if the Great Law gets one, the God’s Grace will get one. The God’s Grace will bring you the Martial Emperor as the Clouds, and there are at least four or five Martial Emperors in each generation. In the past, I may not be sure how much benefit the Martial God Book will be for breakthroughs in realm."

Wang Ce's coldness was curled away, revealing deep bitterness and sentimentality: "Until, many of my master and Jingthorn and others broke through with the Martial God Scroll!"

Emperor Tang looked up in surprise and was shocked: "You are deliberately half-publishing the Martial God Book, just to see the effect?" He suddenly couldn't continue, and then he realized that he seemed to have repeatedly underestimated Wang Ce.

Wang Ce did not admit it or deny it: "There is a volume of Martial God Book left, which is in the hands of the Northern Tang, but the Northern Tang did not even have a Martial Emperor." He sneered, this was too obvious.

There are at least four or five martial emperors in the Martial God Book of Dalu and Shennie. Although Shennie has extraordinary talent, Dalu has the Song Wushen and Tianya Cliff. But no one can deny the value of the Martial God Book of Ji Qianbai and the Sword Saint.

Before Wang Ceban announced the Martial God Book, only a few people from the God Crime and Dalu knew the effectiveness of the Martial God Book. People in the world didn't know it at all, and they were not sure, after all, no one had been as public as he had.

Therefore, before this, whether Tan Ji Ru or Brother Cialis could not think of this aspect.

If there was a book of the Martial God Book in the Northern Tang Dynasty, what have you done in the past four hundred years? Why don’t you even have a Martial Emperor?

Wang Ce explained the facts lightly: "Others may not pay attention, but Ji Ru and Brother Cialis will definitely notice them. With their abilities, they can even come up with problems with their knees."

Emperor Tang was silent. Of course, this was a quite obvious flaw. It was not enough to provide evidence, but it was enough to make people with intentions have many associations.

At least Wang Ce is a person with a heart, so is Talking about Ji Rushi and Brother Cialis.

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"If this is not enough, I might as well tell you."

Wang Ce looked at Emperor Tang coldly: "The evil king personally admitted that Northern Tang and Dongning were penetrated by the evil blood for many years."

Wang Ce had to admit that infiltrating the bloodlines of the Northern Tang and Dongning royal families was definitely a wonderful and amazing strategy of the Divine Glory Association.

Northern Tang and Dongning became the two powerful countries in the north. Look at the current expansion advantages of Northern Tang. If the Divine Encyclopedia controls Dongning and Northern Tang, and merges them together, and the number of high-end forces of the Divine Encyclopedia, regardless of whether there is a Human Emperor or not, Dongzhou is simply the object in his pocket.

"The blood of the Dongning royal family has been penetrated, and the Northern Tang Emperor is simply a god-infernal evil." The reason why the Northern Tang Emperor can become an emperor may not be that there is no god-infernal evil in secret.

Emperor Tang closed his eyes. He understood this meaning and sighed softly: "You are indeed very smart and have experience beyond your age."

Wang Ce's eyes were clear: "The Emperor of Northern Tang is a sin of the gods. From the day I knew, I felt strange. This is a very strange thing, and it seems to be unrelated to Gu Bo."

"However, when I guessed that Gu Bo had committed suicide, when I found that Gu Bo's spearhead had to be pointed at Bei Tang. I deduced it by reversing the method."

Wang Ce did not deny that the fact that Emperor Tang was a god was a sin, had no connection with Gu Bo, both on the surface and in reality, and he could never provide any evidence.

But this is not going to court. Many things do not require evidence. The evidence of free mind has always been established, and suspicion can constitute the condition for murder.

"If I were Gu Bo, I would never sit idly by and watch the power of God's grace pose such a huge threat, or wander outside my own vision. The best way is to use it."

Wang Ce laughed loudly: "There are always few smart people in the God-Entertainment Association, and they are always easier to use." His laughter was very cold.

"If I were Gu Bo, I would never have imagined a better target than the Northern Tang Dynasty. The ancestor of the ancient martial god was sleeping here. The Gu family lineage was deeply rooted in the Northern Tang Dynasty and had a great potential. Even the Northern Tang emperor was a god-inferior. If I were not afraid of boasting, if I had changed, I would have at least eighteen ways to use this identity and make the god-wonderful grace go around."

Many things are always the more they think about, the more thrilling they become. Wang Ce is really scared. No one knows how scared he is and how thrilled he is.

Gu Bo is so terrible and too scheming.

Wang Ce thought he had escaped, but in fact he had always been in Gu Bo's attention. Dai Lin, an unlucky child, acted as Tan Ji Ru's ears and ears for some reason, but also became the ears and ears of Zhu Xiangru for some reasons.

Tan Ji Ru and Wang Ce were very afraid of, but Gu Bo underestimated that he had been suppressed for more than ten years and did not dare to make any changes.

Judging from today, Tan Ji Ru's rebellion was intentional and a wonderful move. Only by jumping out of Gu Bo's control can he freely investigate the truth that he Tan Ji Ru wanted to know.

Thinking too much will really scare yourself. Wang Ce smiled bitterly. He couldn't suppress the feeling in his heart, because he felt that Gu Bo was too terrible.

Whether it is Tan Jiru, Cialis, or Liulong City, Wang Ce meets many talented people, super talented people. But Gu Bo is the most terrifying and deepest, with no edges at all and invisible depth.

This person who everyone thought was dead, used various methods and many disguises to hide deep behind the thick fog.

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Return to silence.

It took a long time for Emperor Tang to break the stalemate and cold silence: "You are afraid."

Wang Ce simply nodded and said bluntly: "Yes, Gu Bo is too scheming. I don't want to be plotted against so much that there is not even a scum."

A hint of sadness and sorrow surged in Emperor Tang's eyes, and he was sad and wanted to speak. There were reasons why he could not say it, but no matter what the reason was, it was always sad.

Just as Tan Jiru said to Wang Xuan, this is not the time.

Emperor Tang knew that Wang Ce had said before was to tell Gu Bo that many things could no longer be hidden. Apart from him, Wang Ce, at least, Ji Ru and Cialis, as interested people, would probably guess something.

But Emperor Tang knew even more that many things were messed up when they were about to succeed. If he didn't want to mess up, he had to be strictly guarded and cautious.

Wang Ceya's answer is about to come out.

Emperor Tang coughed violently and said with a low force: "If you achieve great things, you must give up something. Gu Bo... was forced to separate from his son in order to save the tragic fate of the descendants of the Martial God for many years."

"This..." Emperor Tang's eyes were covered with strong sadness: "This is not a matter between Gu Bo and his son, but a great relationship and a great relationship with descendants."

Wang Ce was silent!

Emperor Tang slowly turned around, looked up, and wiped the corners of his eyes: "Yes, Gu Bo is sorry for his son, and he owes his son a lot. But he is worthy of his ancestors and descendants."

"I guess Gu Bo must hope that his son will grow up happily and happily without danger. As a father, he is probably very satisfied."

"Gu Bo must be very happy to see his son intelligent and powerful and become a strong man of the world. He must hope that his son can forgive him and understand him. The most important thing is to believe him!"

Emperor Tang seemed to have drained his strength and said the last sentence: "Some things must be done by someone. It is not easy for a son, and Gu Bo is actually very difficult."

One winter more than thirty years ago, Song Wushen discovered that the gods were about to make a comeback, and he was about to escape and planned the affairs of the four great emperors.

Thirty years ago, in the autumn and winter snow season, Dalu surrounded and suppressed Gu Bo pretended to die.

Twenty-nine years ago, Gu Bo conspired to plan the Northern Tang mutiny.

No one knows that in the cold winters more than thirty years ago, there were a few little black hands that affected today and determined the turbulent times in Jiuzhou today.

I hate winter.

During this snow season, Wang Ce said this to himself.

The white snow can always cover the black dirty gray filth, and can always cover some people and some things with a noble and smooth white coat.

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Chapter completed!