8mi Chapter 542 Return Of The Holy Monarch
Chapter 542 Return Of The Holy Monarch
Hou Xiaoliu opened his mouth, but stopped talking.
"Go forward, don't look back." Qin He waved his hand casually.
Hou Xiaoliu nodded, pulled the little girl into the alley in front of him.
The alleys are dark, stained with the frost and snow of early spring.
Cold and wet.
This end is connected to the most humble beggar on the streets of the capital.
And the other end it is connected to is the emperor who rules the world.
The future was chaotic, Hou Xiaoliu did not look back.
At the age of sixteen, he has experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships and the fickleness of the world, and he has also witnessed the prosperity and decline of the world.
The yellow hair has not retreated, but the heart has changed.
In the face of desperation, goodness remains.
"You remember."
While walking, Hou Xiaoliu heard Qin He's divine voice.
"Go here, and there will be no turning back in your life."
"Walking out of this alley, you will be the loneliest person in the world. You will have no family, no friends, and your emotions will be a ladder for others to climb."
"You will spend your life surrounded by unpredictable hearts and human nature."
"From now on, you will remember the past, but you will forget everyone, including your own name. You will no longer be yourself, Hou Xiaoliu, and you will die."
"Thinking of your great responsibility, I will pass on the three techniques and one picture to you."
"One technique is the emperor's heart technique, helping you rule the world."
"The second technique is to detoxify, to keep you safe in the deep palace."
"The three techniques are health-preserving methods, which will keep you alive for a hundred years."
"One picture is a nautical chart."
"In addition, I also
One of your obsessions, this thought is "the meaning of engulfing the seven continents, and the heart of swallowing the five oceans". "
"Which step you can do depends on your good fortune, so you can do it yourself."
As soon as the words fell, Hou Xiaoliu and the little girl's eyes slowly rose into a cloud of mist. The two of them were stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling that there were many things in their minds, but it seemed that many things were missing.
Instinctively, the two turned around.
At the entrance of the alley when he came, a man in sackcloth was jumping, clutching his chest desperately, cursing something in a low voice.
After a pause, the little girl said: "His Royal Highness, that person is so strange."
"He... looks like a beggar." The boy shook his head, turned around, and pulled the little girl out of the alley.
This turn will be the most magnificent turn in the history of Eastern Earth since the age of mythology.
...
When more than two hundred civil servants and gentry saw the approaching teenagers and girls, they were so surprised that their eyes were round and they couldn't believe it.
"My humble minister Liu Wenzhong, kowtow to His Royal Highness the Prince!" An official who knew the young man was overjoyed and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
"His Royal Highness, it is His Royal Highness!"
"My humble minister Zhao Xinghui, greet His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Grassman Jia Yun, kowtow to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
"The last general Dou Lao Liu, kowtow to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
"..."
After the civil servants and gentry reacted, they immediately knelt down like a wheat wave.
No one paid any attention to King Hui and King Shu who were fighting for the throne.
Prince Zhu Ci, established by the former emperor himself, is both a descendant and the eldest son. There are many virtuous heirs in the ruling and opposition parties
The name is the undisputed choice of the king.
Dare to have a half-sentence, it is a traitor and a traitor, everyone gets it and punishes him.
As soon as Zhengjun came out, Huiwang Shuwang and his ilk became a joke.
Two days later, Emperor Pole Hall.
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
The two classes of civil and military officers kneeled and kowtowed, shouting long live, and the sound shook the sky.
That is, at that moment.
Huddled in a corner of the imperial palace, the weak and about to collapse Luck Golden Dragon burst into glory.
Wherever Huaguang passed, scales and armor condensed into reality, reflecting the bricks and tiles of the imperial palace.
"Roar~"
It roared up to the sky, stretched to the extreme, and was full of divine light.
More auspicious clouds descended from the sky and surrounded him.
Huddled in a corner, the sluggish luck black python was reduced to ashes inch by inch in the divine light, and disappeared without a trace.
The dragon chant rolled and spread like a wave, sweeping across the world.
The sage returned to his throne, and the dragon spirit was mighty.
Shun army camp outside the city.
Li Chuang spat out a mouthful of blood without warning, and fell to the ground unconscious.
There are nooks and corners in the city, ghost houses and ghost caves.
Countless hidden demons and ghosts scrambled for their lives, the weak turned into flying smoke on the spot, and the strong fled in embarrassment.
Dongcheng crematorium.
Qin He squinted his eyes through the gap between his palms, and finally showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Masters, listen to the dragon's chant."
Suburban bamboo forest.
Wang Banyan covered his eyes and rolled all over the ground, howling: "Blind, blind, this time I'm really blind~"