Chapter 52: Immortal Movement

The wind was fierce, the black clouds were rolling, the tents were blown by the wind, and the flames were flying everywhere.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's big tent, everyone stood quietly, and a sad atmosphere enveloped the entire barracks. Someone cried in a low voice, someone clenched their fists. Zhu Mingxi's death made these dignified men shed tears of sadness, and the morale of the entire rebel army became depressed.

Zhu Mingxi's body was placed flat on the only bed in the camp, which was the bed of Zhu Yuanzhang, the master of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang was kneeling beside the bed at the moment, holding Zhu Mingxi's hand, and wept gloomily, his eyes stained red by tears were angry flames.

"Lord Ming, the assassins are here!" Several soldiers carried the unconscious assassin into the tent and grabbed him and made him kneel in front of Zhu Mingxi's body. Everyone's eyes fell on Zhu Yuanzhang. The air of the entire camp was frozen at this moment.

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang stood up abruptly, and casually pulled out a steel knife from the waist of a guard beside him, "Cen"!

Immediately after, he turned around and raised the knife in his hand, "Poof! The Assassin's head gurgled and rolled to the ground, blood gradually filling the hem of his clothes, and the blood on the steel knife in his hand slowly dripped down the bright blade. Immediately, everyone present gasped in surprise. His eyes showed doubts that even they didn't know they knew.

Zhu Yuanzhang walked to the head of the person under the shocked gaze of everyone, mentioned it, his eyes swept over everyone, and fell on a deputy general sent by Guo Xing beside him, and said in a deep voice: "This thief was captured by me in the woods, and he was sent by the Yuan thief!" Mingxi has made many contributions to my Mingjiao and my righteous army! We must never forget what Mingxi has done for the rebels!

Today! I, Zhu Yuanzhang, swear here, swear to drive Yuangou out of the original and return my Han family! Find out the person who plotted to kill Mingxi, and use his head to sacrifice Mingxi's spirit in the sky! โ€

The deputy immediately looked away with a weak heart, and his face was as defeated as paper.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked away from his face, raised his head and shouted: "Avenge Mingxi!" Give me back the mountains and rivers!! โ€

Shout loudly and powerfully. Immediately infected all the people around it. aroused the anger in their hearts. Flame with hatred. Morale was immediately high. The tent general immediately shouted!

"Avenge General Zhu! Give me back the mountains and rivers!! โ€

The cry came out of the tent. Every soldier. Everyone. They all raised their swords in the air. Swear by all the gods!

"Avenge General Zhu! Give me back the mountains and rivers!! โ€

Powerful voice. Echoing in this forest for a long time.

Quietly. The people withdrew from the tent. Hu Ba and the thin monkey stood sadly beside Zhu Mingxi's bed. Seems to be strong nonsense. but cried so much that tears and snot flowed down his nose. It's a skinny monkey. Endure grief. Turn that hatred into strength. Kill a few more meta dogs on the battlefield. Revenge for Zhu Mingxi.

"You guys go out...... Zhu Yuanzhang's weak voice showed his grief, and the thin monkey called out worriedly: "Lord Ming......"

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, and he couldn't say anything.

"Ming Lord's Day Mourning ......" The thin monkey said this sentence after a long time, and almost his own tears flowed out of his eyes. He dragged away the crying Hu Ba, and quietly in the big tent, only Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Mingxi, who was lying on the bed, were quiet.

"Heavy eight ......" he choked and whispered, and once again held the already cold and weak hand, and the past surfaced in his heart one by one, all turned into tears and flowed with the wind.

["Chongba, you will be the emperor in the future, what are your plans? โ€

"I ...... I do not know... โ€

"You!"

"Don't fight! Please don't fight ... I want to think about it...... I...... I want the people to have food, clothing, farming, housing to live in, hehe, and money to marry a wife......"]

Chongba, don't worry, I will let the people of the world worry-free, happy. Zhu Mingxi crouched beside his body and swore silently in his heart.

The purple microstar in the night sky suddenly burst out with an unusually dazzling brilliance, instantly becoming the most brilliant star of the night

Far away in the sky, Ziwei Xingjun stood on the star platform and was uneasy, in front of him, was the crape myrtle life chart that dominated the fate of the emperor, and on the slowly rolling life chart, there was a magical ball of light that contained the power of heaven and earth: Ziwei Star.

Just now, the purple microstar suddenly erupted with a strong light, and in the blink of an eye, it had returned to normal.

Usually, only when the new emperor is born, such an anomaly will appear, so it makes Ziwei Xingjun puzzled. Because in this life, there should be only one new emperor.

He raised his hand to calculate, and suddenly felt that someone was coming, and immediately turned around, and then, he bowed deeply to the person who came: "Ziwei greets the Azure Emperor." โ€

The person who came was the Azure Emperor, a cyan silk scarf covered half of his face, and in those expressionless eyes, a sharp light flashed: "The golden light of the purple microstar just appeared, what is going on?" โ€

Ziwei Xingjun was speechless, even he couldn't explain Fang Cai's mutation, so he had to say: "Ziwei is dull, and the will of heaven is unpredictable." โ€

The Azure Emperor looked flat, glanced at the purple microstar on the life chart, and used the technique of returning to the sky, from the purple microstar, time reversed, and reversed, and found the true destiny of this life: Zhu Chongba, from his body, began to slowly find the answer.

One picture after another, through Zi Weixing, came into his mind, although it was a few years in the world, but it was only in the blink of an eye in his brain, his eyes flashed, he immediately withdrew his gaze from Zi Weixing, and said lightly: "Heaven's will has been decided, there is no need to alarm others." โ€

"Yes."

Azure Emperor Jun turned around and left the Ziwei Star Palace, his expressionless eyes were a little deeper, it was her again, although it was not her intention to steal the sky, but it was to push it with her hands.

The world has been unusually calm for thousands of years, and the appearance of this demon has changed the world. The biggest mutation is getting acquainted with him. Encounters that shouldn't have met, acquaintances that shouldn't have met. However, they met and became acquainted. Could it be ...... The catastrophe is coming?

He raised his hand slightly, and his slender fingers stretched out from the sleeves of his beautiful robes, but when his fingertips touched, he withdrew his hand again, since he was already a chessboard, how could he deduce his fate?

[Golden Years]? It seems that he should make a trip, and by the way, visit his old friend: Zuo Luzhi.

He disappeared into the palace of the sea of clouds, the empty fairy palace, not as envied by mortals, the fairy flies, really, a little lifeless.

At the same time, Ye Xilei's harem is extremely lively, even more lively than when Ye Xilei was there! That is Zuo Luzhi, who invited the four major Oiran today.

He was wearing a loose brocade forging robe, walking elegantly and swinging, although he was a man, people still couldn't help but want to use the word coquettish to describe him.

He invited the four Oiran for two purposes, one was that he wanted to draw a group photo of the four beauties. The second is to relieve the boredom of Bailirong. He found that since Bai Lirong came back alone, he had been staying in the room and was depressed.

No matter how calm and calm his expression is, Zuo Luzhi, as a man, can still see his thoughts at a glance. It seems that the girl's absence still has a great impact on Bailirong, and he is often absent-minded, which is the best proof.

Beautiful, no less than the secret realm of the fairyland, the canvas in front of Zuo Luzhi was already spread, and Mao Mao stood on the table beside him, using two small claws to study ink for him.

Bailirong stood quietly aside, still with a smile like a spring breeze on his face. And on the opposite side of them, the willows and flowers are bright, or standing, or leaning, or sitting, or lying on the four beauties.

ใ€Golden Yearsใ€‘Four Oiran: beautiful and tranquil paintings, empathetic ink hearts, heroic and glamorous flower flying demons and spicy and charming rain.

Today, it's time to get together. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to idiancomm, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )

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