Chapter 52: If there is an afterlife

"Quiet. ”

Lu Xiao looked at the entire hall, wailing and suffering the military generals.

Spit out two words.

Everyone shut up, and the atmosphere didn't dare to gasp one more.

If this man dares to kill even the king, how can he care about their lives?

Lu Xiao said lightly:

"Li Changxu, let me ask you a question, your brother Li Tai'an died, how did he die?"

Li Changxu's face turned pale, and he trembled:

"Lord Immortal...... His Majesty the King...... Be...... You killed me. ”

"Not true. He had a strange illness and died violently. ”

Lu Xiao smiled:

"Goryeo King Lee Tae-an, Crown Prince Lee Jun-hee, Queen Jung so-a, and Crown Princess Jung Min-ah all got sick and died violently overnight. From now on, you are the new king of Goryeo. Understood?"

Lee Chang-wook froze on the spot.

"Lord Immortal...... I...... I see!"

There was an indescribable ecstasy in my heart.

What is a dead brother?

From now on, he will be the new king of Goryeo!

"Wu Shixun, do you agree with what I just said?"

Lu Xiao looked at Wu Shixun again.

Wu Shixun fell into an ice cellar, and hurriedly said:

"Your Excellency, what you say is the truth. The royal family is in the same line, and all of them died violently. When Prince Heshuo inherits the unification. ”

He, the first person in the military, chose to compromise.

He's not a fool.

If he dared to say a word just now, he would die.

Lu Xiao said again:

"What about you, the Manchu civil and military ministers of Goryeo, do you agree with what I said?"

"Your Excellency...... It is very true. ”

"What you said, my lord, is indeed the truth. ”

"It is a fact, so why should it be confirmed? The king and the crown prince died of a strange disease. ”

Under Lu Xiao's cold gaze, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military chose to compromise one after another.

How many people in the world are really not afraid of death?

"Many, many years ago, you Goryeo, a vassal country of our China, paid tribute every year, and I think this tradition is very good and should be restored. ”

Lu Xiao continued:

"Li Changxu, what do you think of my proposal?"

Li Changxu said respectfully:

"My lord, when I ascend the throne as king, I will immediately give the Huaxia Heavenly Dynasty a letter of acceptance, and in the future, Goryeo will be a thousand generations and serve Huaxia as the suzerain, and pay tribute every year!"

"Tomorrow morning, I will inspect the ceremony of the Beijing Temple, which will continue as usual. ”

Lu Xiao finally said.

turned around and left, wearing a white robe, he disappeared in front of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, and walked into the depths of the night.

……

The next day, the sky woke up and the morning sun rose.

Golden points of light shine on the world, dispelling all darkness and gloom.

At the gate of the Imperial Fortress of Goryeo, two high mountains made of corpses and heads were erected.

This is the "Jingguan".

It is a Kyoto temple made of the corpses and heads of three-star congregants and witch gods.

Two seats.

10,000 people.

The symmetrical arrangement is in front of the imperial city gates.

Lu Xiao stood at the gate of the imperial city, looking at the two "Jingguan" lightly.

The ancients used "Jingguan" to show off their martial arts.

Today, he uses these two Jingguan to commemorate his dead thousand robes.

The new king of Goryeo, Li Changxu, with the civil and military forces of the Goryeo Manchu Dynasty, was dressed in linen and filial piety, and knelt in front of Lu Xiao.

Li Changxu said loudly:

"Lord Qixian, according to your orders, the Jingguan has been built, please review. ”

Lu Xiao looked solemn and walked slowly.

After the review, he went up to the high platform, opened a jar of fine wine, and poured it on this foreign land.

Then he said aloud:

"Robes, these two 10,000-person Jingguan, are you still satisfied?"

He pulled out the Heavenly Punishment Sword, and with a slash in the palm of his hand, red blood leached out.

"Robes, Zixiao swears with his Dao heart that within a year, he will definitely wipe out the Wolf King Palace, the Blood Ancestor Pavilion, the Heavenly God Sect, and the Four Great Sword Sects of the Divine Wind!"

He looked at the pale blue sky in the distance.

He also looked at his heroic spirit in the heavens with a thousand robes.

A debt owed by blood can only be repaid with blood!

After making a blood oath, Lu Xiao drank another jar of spirits.

To him, a thousand brothers in robes buried in foreign countries, read a sacrificial text to comfort the heroic soul and feast on the comers.

"Woohoo!"

"The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible. Come to the spirit, peace and soul. ”

"The long river is the swallow, and the green mountains are the evidence. How can it be said that it is silent, the rivers and mountains are famous!"

"Su Zhijia stone, Mu hand name. Hello my children and grandchildren, forever from generation to generation!"

……

An hour later, a scenic valley.

Lu Xiao held a large bouquet of white chrysanthemums and stood in front of a newly repaired tomb.

He maintained a solemn posture and stood for a long, long time.

I wanted to say something.

But I don't know how to start.

Then stand still.

From the beginning of the sun, stand until the twilight.

"Lu Xiao, if you don't leave, you won't be able to catch the plane. News came from my father...... On the side of the East Lake Spirit Vein, the situation is very critical......"

"Xingyimen and Shenlong Alliance have begun to jointly attack the East Lake Villa...... My father...... I've already suffered a lot of injuries......"

"The Heavenly Dao Alliance and the Blue Emperor Palace have also suffered heavy losses......

Imperial Concubine Chen accompanied Lu Xiao and stood for most of the day, after all, she broke the solemn memorial.

"Let's go. ”

Lu Xiao nodded.

"Miss Axue, if there is an afterlife, may you have a long life. ”

Put down the white chrysanthemum, turn around and go.

Ah Xue is dead, and he is still alive.

As long as you live, you need to do things.

For him at this moment, the emotion of sadness is too luxurious.

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