In the city of Luoyang, there is an undercurrent.

The figures kept staggering, raising layers of defense.

It was raining heavily outside, and in the palace at the highest point, the master of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Liu Hongzheng of the Han Dynasty, was sitting quietly at the top, his expression had not changed at all.

There was calm under the imperial crown, and there was not the slightest anger at the mess in front of him.

In the deep palace, sit and watch the world.

The speed at which things in this world are changing is as fast as the memories that come to Liu Hong's mind at this time.

Thoughts together, there is no purity.

At this moment, in the mind of His Majesty the Emperor of Han, for some reason, scenes and sounds from the past appeared.

"Your Majesty, from today onwards you will be the emperor of the Han Dynasty."

"Old minister Dou Wu, from now on, I will do my best to overcome obstacles for my big man!"

The picture changed, the grand ceremonial king landed outside Luoyang City, an old man with white hair kowtowed to the ground, and said to the immature young man who could not see his face clearly in the royal car, and his voice was loud and sonorous.

"Your Majesty, you are still young!"

"This group of eunuchs is really bold to mess with the government and get involved in right and wrong without authorization!"

"The old minister was born in the Dou clan, as His Majesty's minister of the humerus, how can he watch His Majesty have such a troubled person beside him!"

"Even if Your Majesty is resentful at the moment, the old minister will completely exterminate this ** thief and return my Han to a clear mind!"

On a stormy night, the general Dou Wu carried soldiers and horses, held a sword without authorization, and was fully armored, entered the Luoyang Palace, and said to the pale young man who was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

On this night, blood broke out in the palace.

The darkest scene hidden in the power struggle was completely unveiled in front of this young emperor.

From that moment on, Liu Hong's mind was gradually buried to the deepest.

"Your Majesty! The old minister is wronged! ”

Dou Wu desperately broke through, but he still couldn't break through the joint attack of these eunuchs, and he was almost exhausted, and he saw Liu Hong, who was not far away, quietly looking at the movement here, and his originally gloomy eyes revealed hope again.

Liu Hong heard the cry for help, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

I saw that this emperor, who was dressed in bright yellow but was only a teenager, slowly walked in front of Dou Wu.

Then leaned down, and in the surprised gaze of the great general Dou Wu, he drew his sword and poked!

Swish!

The Chixiao sword came out, and the cold light flickered.

The splashes of blood sprayed Liu Hong's body, and his originally handsome and pale face was stained with blood, and there was some bloodthirstiness.

Dou Wu was half-kneeling on the ground, still covering the bleeding wound, looking at the emperor in front of him in disbelief.

This young man who lifted the throne with one hand... Something seems to be different.

As a martial arts powerhouse, Dou Wu naturally would not lose his vitality the moment he was mortally wounded.

The old man, whose clothes were tattered and his beard was stained red with blood, covered his chest in pain, looked at Liu Hong with tears in his eyes, opened his mouth with difficulty, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Why... Why! ”

He didn't think about it until he died, this weak-crowned boy who was only a teenager, he... Why should he... Why did he dare to draw his sword!

If there was no Dou Wu, how could he Liu Hong sit firmly on the throne of the Han Emperor!

Liu Hong raised his head high, the tassels on the emperor's crown kept shaking, making a rustling sound, and his gaze slowly fell and fell on Dou Wu's body.

What kind of gaze is this, with a deep look in the pupils, as if it doesn't care about everything, high and cold.

When serving in front of the first emperor, Dou Wu had never seen this kind of gaze!

How could this kind of city government appear in this young man who has not yet reached the crown!

"General Dou, no one has ever been able to act recklessly in front of me, you are the first and the last."

"I want to thank you so much, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Now, let's go."

The young emperor leaned down and whispered softly in Dou Wu's ear, and then stirred the Chixiao Sword that was stabbed in Dou Wu's chest, and the true dragon qi emanating from it made Dou Wu feel painful.

The old man kept howling, and at last his breath became weaker and weaker, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, completely dyeing the surrounding grass red.

Blood filled Liu Hong's pupils, and when he opened his eyes again, his thoughts had already turned around.

On the desk, the heirloom jade seal, which suppressed the world's luck, stood quietly in front of Liu Hong.

There is a secret that has been passed down for a long time in the royal family of the Han Dynasty, and every time an emperor of the Han Dynasty ascends the throne, they will naturally understand it from the dragon qi of the Han Dynasty.

It not only contains the method of mastering Qi Luck, but also the ability to control the Qi Luck Golden Dragon, and even this secret hides the key to the disappearance of the legendary Vast Immortal Qin.

It's just a pity that Liu Hong didn't have the opportunity to get a glimpse of it.

"Taiping Road...?"

Emperor Liu Hong of the Han Dynasty laughed lowly.

"In the past few decades, since I took charge of the government alone, the power has never fallen!"

"I don't even know what I want."

"But one thing is clear, that only what I give you is yours."

"What I don't give you, you can't rob!"

Holding the Chixiao Sword in the sheath next to him, Liu Hong's face revealed majesty.

Do you want to emulate Wang Mang and cut off the luck of my Han Dynasty?

Could it be that I am really the prince and the son of the Han Dynasty!

The golden dragon of luck manifested behind Liu Hong, which was particularly conspicuous in the hall on this rainy night.

There was no other figure in the empty hall, only Liu Hong stood alone with a sword.

Standing on the throne, it is called a lonely widow.

It's a little lonely.

......

Dozens of miles from this point to Luoyang, the capital of the Han Dynasty.

Zhang Jiao shuttled out of the gap, quietly looking at the magnificent Han capital in the distance.

"Daoist friends are about to get what they want, I don't know how you feel at this moment?"

Before the gap behind him could close, a figure flew out of it.

Take a closer look, dressed in a white robe, it was Lu Yao in front of him.

"Lu Daoyou, always so open-minded."

Zhang Jiao was a little dumbfounded, chuckled and shook his head.

"This boundary has been covered by the Poor Dao Loan, and it will not be noticed by the Han Dynasty."

"Daoist friends still need to wait quietly here with Poor Dao for a while, waiting for an old friend to come."

Hearing Zhang Jiao's reply, Lu Yao nodded slowly, then took a step forward and carefully looked at the magnificent capital dozens of miles away.

"Okay."

Looking at the white-robed Taoist who was facing the wind and looking at Luoyang City in the distance, Zhang Jiao was not nervous when the matter came, but said to Lu Yao on a whim:

"Fellow Daoist Lu Yao, there is actually something in the poor road that has been held in my heart for a long time."

"Since I have the opportunity at this moment, I want to ask you for advice."

Zhang Jiao took a step forward, stood side by side with Lu Yao, turned his head to him and asked.

"Oh? The Celestial Master has any doubts, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Lu Yao stretched forward with one hand, made an invitation, and preached to Zhang Jiao.

"Then you're welcome."

"Actually, Zhang Jiao has always wanted to know, what is Lu Zhenren's way?"

Zhang Jiao wore a yellow robe and slowly expressed the doubts that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart.

He would love to know the answer to that question.

(End of chapter)