"Do you remember what I just said?" Huang Xiaowei, who was dressed in a black robe, sat in An Lushan's study, smiling at the big fat man kneeling on the ground.

An Lushan, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled, tears remained in the corners of his eyes, and nodded again and again, "Remember, remember, I have remembered everything the adults said, and the little one will immediately send someone to contact Prime Minister Li Cheng now, but ....." An Lushan raised his face full of meat, and said bitterly: "But my lord, if Prime Minister Li Cheng is, if he is unwilling, he will ......."

Huang Xiaowei waved his hand gently, "Don't worry, relax, with me, what else can't be done?" You just have to do what I say. ”

"No."

Huang Xiaowei stood up, walked to the kneeling An Lushan, smiled and patted his head, like a dog.

"Remember, now you have to expand the army and train wholeheartedly, how much you can expand, how long you can practice, and how long you can practice, in the future, whether you can ascend to the throne depends on whether you are willing to work hard over the years."

An Lushan hurriedly lowered his body, "Don't dare, even if you win the world in the future, you should be an adult to be the emperor, how dare you ....... a small one?"

"Are you going to listen to me?" Huang Xiaowei put his hands behind his back, still maintaining a faint smile on his face.

"Brush", An Lushan's cold hair all over his body was raised, and he kowtowed again and again in great fear: "The small one is at fault, please punish the adult." ”

"Bang bang." An Lushan kowtowed nine times in a row, and his forehead was purple.

Huang Xiaowei waved his hand, "Okay, it's good to know your mistakes, now go down and do what you have to do," Huang Xiaowei stretched his waist and looked extremely lazy and said: "I'm going to do what I have to do, besides, don't think about looking for me, I will naturally appear in front of you when you need to." ”

"No." After kowtowing to Huang Xiaowei again, An Lushan lowered his head, hunched his waist, and exited the study step by step.

Soon, Huang Xiaowei was the only one left in the study.

"Is that enough?" When only he was left, Huang Xiaowei asked silently in his heart.

"What do you think? If you think enough is enough, you can stop there, and if you don't think it's enough, then you can keep doing it. ”

Huang Xiaowei suddenly smiled and shook his head, "It's not enough, how can this be?" Too little, too little! ”

"Really? Then you just keep doing it, do what you want, and now, no one can stop you. ”

Huang Xiaowei sat back on the chair in front of the bookcase, closed his eyes, and began to massage his temples with both hands.

He began to think, he began to ponder, how can he make Li Longji feel the greatest pain? How can you make yourself happy?

Huang Xiaowei thought, thinking slowly.

I don't know how long later, when the sky outside the study was completely dark, when the whole study was plunged into darkness, without warning, a blood-red eye appeared from the darkness.

The corners of the owner's mouth crossed the cruel smile again, and the madman finally came up with a very funny and interesting plan.

"There you have, there you have it! He took away my dearest, and I will take away his dearest, and not only that...... I'm going to let him kill his lover with his own hands, and I'm going to let him sacrifice the woman he loves the most for his throne!" ”

"Hey, hey, hey, how's that, what's the plan, isn't that a good plan? Let him kill the person he loves the most with his own hands, let him kill the person he loves the most for the throne, and then I will appear in front of him again, and then completely take away his precious throne! Hahaha, ahahaha! What do you think? Not bad, that's a pretty good plan, isn't it? The madman asked excitedly as if he had found some kind of beloved toy.

"That's a great plan, so what are you going to do?"

Huang Xiaowei closed his eyes, stretched out his right hand and said, "Wait, let me think, let me think about when that woman was born, I remember, I remember, she seems to be, it seems to be....... It was born in the seventh year of Kaiyuan, right? In the seventeenth year of Kaiyuan, she experienced the first bump in her life, well, I think I know what to do. ”

After thinking about everything and planning everything, Huang Xiaowei slowly opened his pair of blood-red eyes, in fact, Huang Xiaowei didn't like these blood-red eyes very much, and in private he also wanted to use spells to make his eyes normal, but the strange thing was that no matter how he cast spells, it was useless.

The man told him that his eyes were blood-red and not because of spell or power.

His power is the purest power in this heaven and earth, and it is the embodiment of the original order of heaven and earth.

This strange dark red glow could not have been caused by the power he had given him.

There is only one explanation.

Born from the heart!

Huang Xiaowei is quite satisfied with this answer.

Born from the heart, born from the heart, it seems that I was born to be a demon, right? Hehehe, fun.

.......

In front of the bookcase, in the dark, Huang Xiaowei, who had planned everything, slowly opened his dark red eyes, and smiled faintly at the darkness in front of him.

"A woman is the best gift for a hero, but it is also a kind of intestinal poison, she can make the hero's fighting spirit disappear, she can make the hero no longer diligent, and even, she can even make a hero become a waste, become a waste who only cherishes the bed."

"Li Longji, you are a character, I used to admire you very much, so, in order to express my admiration for you, I decided to give you a gift, a very good gift, I believe that you will definitely like my gift, even if it ...... She is poisonous. ”

"But if that's the case, you'll swallow it without blinking your eyes, right? Well, that's good, I can't wait to see you as a hungry ghost and your son snatching a woman. ”

When the words fell, Huang Xiaowei waved his hand at the air in front of him, and said softly, "In the seventeenth year of Kaiyuan, Datang, Yang, Jade, Huan!" ”

In the next moment, Huang Xiaowei's figure disappeared, disappeared into the darkness, and went to the Tang Dynasty twenty-one years ago.

In fact...... There is no need for him to be so troublesome, if he wants revenge, he can go directly to the year of Li Longji's death, then he can do whatever he wants, why bother like now?

No, no, for the current Huang Xiaowei, for this madman who has long lost his humanity and reason, what he wants is not the result, but the process.

What he wants to enjoy is this process of revenge, and he wants to see with his own eyes little by little, little by little, the scene of pushing this majestic Tang Empire into the end of the world.

The process, what he enjoys is the process.

Because the ending is ....... It can't be changed.

He can only enjoy the process.

.........

Leaving Shuzhou and going to Luoyang, where his uncle was, in the carriage, Yang Yuhuan, who was only ten years old, was confused and frightened in his heart.

Not long ago, her father died, so she was sent to her uncle's home in Luoyang for foster care.

The Yang family is a famous family in Shu, but this is still a matter of the Sui Dynasty, when Yang Yuhuan's great-grandfather Yang Wang once lived in the Shangzhu State of the Great Sui, and the Ministry of Shangshu was an authentic famous family.

But unfortunately, Yang Wang was later killed by Li Shimin in the early years of the Tang Dynasty for ....... reasons I can think of it with my toes, either I have a different position, or I don't use it, or I just don't like him.

After Yang Wang's death, the Yang family can be regarded as plummeting, and in Yang Yuhuan's father's generation, although he can still be an official, he is only a seven-grade petty official, even if it is her uncle Luoyang who is about to defect, the official position is not big.

But Yang Yuhuan still has to go, in this era, women are the accessories of men, and it is necessary to marry, Yang Yuhuan's three sisters have already married one after another, and Yang Yuhuan was the same at that time.

She went to Luoyang mainly to learn singing and dancing rhythms, to put it simply, the Yang family hopes to sell this little daughter at a good price and sell her to a good family.

So, it's a necessary investment.

And after Yang Yuhuan's father died, the Yang family had no capital, if you want to sell Yang Yuhuan at a good price in the future, sending her to her uncle's house is a necessary choice, Yang Yuhuan's uncle funded the cultivation of Yang Yuhuan, and when Yang Yuhuan marries a good family in the future, he will naturally repay him and her uncle.

The best of both worlds, no matter how you look at it, it's a very good deal.

But this is cruel to Yang Yuhuan, who is only ten years old, isn't it?

Left his home, his mother and his father who died of illness, and he was about to live in a place where he was unfamiliar. I don't know if I can adapt to it, I don't know if my uncle will like her, and I don't know if someone in my uncle's family will bully her.

Yang Yuhuan, who was fair-skinned and had a beautiful face, sat in the carriage and hugged his knees tightly, guessing his future life in fear.

A dark future, a future shrouded in fog.

Yang Yuhuan was scared.

........

Today is the seventh day of Yang Yuhuan's departure for Luoyang.

Her entourage is very simple, a baggage, a carriage, and a coachman who drives the carriage, in which the carriage and the coachman do not belong to her, as long as she arrives in Luoyang, the carriage and the coachman will rush home to resume their lives.

So, she has only one baggage..... A bag with a few of his own clothes.

After seven days in a row, Yang Yuhuan has left Jiannan Road in Shuzhou and came to Wanzhou in Shannan West Road, and after resting in Wanzhou City for a morning today, at noon, Yang Yuhuan continued to set off in a carriage.

The carriage ran all the way down the official road, and at about ten o'clock in the evening, Yang Yuhuan finally arrived at a post station sixty miles outside Wanzhou City.

Seeing that the post station was in front, the coachman in charge of driving the car said while raising his horsewhip: "Miss, there is a post station in front, let's spend the night there." ”

A crisp and immature voice sounded from inside the carriage, "Okay, Uncle Wang, Yuhuan listens to you." ”

"Drive." The coachman waved his whip a few points faster.

Looking at the vast dark night and the treacherous mountains around him, the coachman somehow felt a little restless, but he couldn't tell where this restlessness came from.

The brightly lit post station is in front of you, and in another three or four minutes, you can feel that even if this generation is rich in bandits, it is expected that they will not dare to rush into the post station to rob, right?

Without further thought, the coachman drove on, and continued to drive to the already clearly visible post station in front of him.

And just above the carriage that was galloping by, bringing up a burst of yellow mist, a young man covered in a black robe stood in the air.

The black-robed man stood in mid-air, the night and the black-robed man covering his figure.

He stood silently in mid-air and watched, watching the car below run quickly and run towards the post station he had conjured up in the distance.

"It's finally here, it seems that I guessed correctly, hehe, come on, good show...... I put it on. ”

"Smack." With a snap of his fingers, the inn in the distance, which was still brightly lit, disappeared in the next moment, and the place was empty, with nothing but weeds and dead trees all over the ground.

At the same moment, countless torches lit up the carriage all around.

"Kill!"