Before Jun Liumo's body completely collapsed, Xuanyuan Zhan had already made the next move.

He originally had a high reputation among the people, Jun Liumo is the only seedling of the royal bloodline, if he dies, Xuanyuan Zhan will be on the throne with a military talisman, it will be an ironclad thing.

Maybe he was a little hesitant before, but with the variable of Bai Wanwan, coupled with that system, Xuanyuan Zhan didn't care about it so much and thought about making the first move.

According to the dragon vein system, Jun Liumo's life count has almost been exhausted, and now he is like a waste person waiting for death, so Xuanyuan Zhan kills him now...... It's just that the dust settles sooner, right?

Of course, this is just Xuanyuan Zhan's own naïve idea in order to erase the name of the "chaotic minister and thief".

wants to seek the usurpation of the throne and wants to be above board, Bai Wanwan can never figure out why there is a male protagonist who can be shameless to this point.

On the day he quietly led his personal guards to the Taiji Palace, Bai Wanwan sat at the main gate of the Taiji Hall and waited for him to come.

Jun Liumo was already unconscious, his face was white and his lips were gray, and it seemed that his days were numbered.

At first, he refused to rest, and he had to support his body to talk to Bai Wanwan, who comforted her for a long time before the young emperor was willing to hold her hand and close his eyes.

Tutted his hands back into the quilt, and smoothed his frowning eyebrows, Bai Wanwan strode open the door and walked out.

It was not surprising to her to see Xuanyuan Zhan, she glanced at the dark and oppressive sky, this kind of gloomy day is indeed quite suitable for doing things.

Bai Wanwan raised her lips and sneered: "What, can't wait?" ”

Xuanyuan Zhan said with a righteous and awe-inspiring face: "Your Majesty's time is running out, and the minister is just obeying the mandate of heaven." ”

Bai Wanwan covered her mouth and chuckled: "Time is running out? Who told you that time is running out? Is it God or your system? ”

Her cold eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, the immortal aura around her body was no longer restrained, and the momentum on her body that made people dare not look directly was even more murderous than the murderous aura on Xuanyuan Zhan's body.

"I say he can live as long as he wants."

Xuanyuan Zhan frowned: "Although I don't know where you are sacred, everything you are doing now can only be in vain. Everything was arranged, it was his life. ”

"Life? It's up to me to decide his life, what are you that you dare to talk to me like that?! ”

Although weak and gentle, he is a god. No matter how down-and-out he is, it is not an existence that can be compared to a person like Xuanyuan Zhan who opportunistically relies on good luck.

Xuanyuan Zhan just watched as his white ink-colored eyes were covered with water, and in a moment they returned to their original water blue.

Clear, cold, obviously such clear eyes, but now they seem to be holding a handful of ice and snow, which makes people feel chilled when they look at it.

Xuanyuan Zhan's heart was shocked, but the system in his heart hurriedly opened his mouth to comfort him.

Jun Liumo's life is exhausted, even if the immortals come, they can't be saved, as long as Xuanyuan Zhan exhausts the true dragon's qi, when the dragon vein protects the body, no one can do anything about him.

"Little thing, don't patronize and talk to your master. I can hear you very well what you're saying. ”

Bai Wanwan sneered: "Don't you want to be the real dragon emperor?" ”

The girl's voice gradually transformed into a faint whistling, and at that moment, the light was as bright as day.

The silver-white dragon rose from the rain curtain and hovered above the Taiji Hall, its tail looping around the eaves like a protective gesture.

The guards brought by Xuanyuan Zhan were already frightened, and Xuanyuan Zhan himself was so frightened that he took two steps back.

Dragons, why are there dragons in the world?

Maybe it wasn't, but in order to save him, she turned into the only exception among the mountains and rivers.

If she scattered her cultivation and left the dragon veins of her body to guard this side of Taiji, then what would be the pheasant system that couldn't be put on the table.

It's just that when the time comes, she will cease to exist.

Bai Wanwan did not hesitate about this, even if the years were quiet, she couldn't ...... Walk with him.

The cinnabar between the eyebrows of the idol enshrined in the nine-storied pagoda was almost like a scorching flame, and the storm was even more violent.

In the pouring rain, thunder and lightning, the white dragon with angry eyes was entrenched in the sky above the Taiji Palace, and every scale emitted a white light, sacred and inviolable.

The restless and flicking tail can bring up large raindrops with each wave.

Young man, you can dream of your peace of mind and worry-free, I will guard you.

It may take thousands of years to build a virtual world, but it only takes a small mistake to shatter it.

The chaotic consciousness could no longer see anything clearly, and Bai Wanwan seemed to return to the original ruined temple, in the ruins of that room, looking at Jun Liumo through the moonlight.

She stood on a high platform, and he knelt before His Highness.

Inexplicably, Bai Wanwan couldn't restrain herself and couldn't help but take two steps forward, and these two steps seemed to give Jun Liumo great courage.

The boy stepped forward quickly and hugged her.

It's like when she and Jun Liumo snuggled up to the top of the nine-storied pagoda and watched the begonia flowers scatter, the girl got up to catch the rain outside the eaves, and the picture was fixed into eternity under his pen.

Jun Liumo slept very unsteadily, and the complicated and unclear blurred picture sank little by little in the sea of consciousness, and he listened to the sad cry of the jackdaw in the sky, but the woman jumped from the top of the tower with a smile......

Those who can't be caught and those who can't be left behind will eventually return to peace.

When Jun Liumo woke up, the sky was dawning, and Xuanyuan Zhan and Su Feige had been detained by the secret guards who had arrived. He sat down on the couch and pressed his eyebrows with a headache, as if he had forgotten any important memories but could not remember them, and this feeling of nothingness made him very uneasy.

Listening to the little eunuch, he was seriously ill before, and he also asked if he had ever seen such a woman based on the vague memory in his mind? However, that person seemed to live in his imagination, and never left any memories and traces in the world.

After a few days, his complexion is already very good, and even his health is better than before. After dealing with the government, Jun Liumo subconsciously followed the path to the nine-storied pagoda, he didn't remember when it was built or why, but in his heart, this place was inexplicably familiar.

Going up the steps, the sky fell again and drizzled, and when he climbed to the top of the tower, he pushed the door open, and the cold incense was blown into the room.

It was obviously empty, but it was so restrained that it made his mind feel peaceful.

The empty platform on the high platform seemed to have been dedicated to some god, Jun Liumo approached, but found a curly corner behind the high platform.

The wrinkled corners were pulled apart, and in an instant, the original pure white walls were all covered with mottled paintings.

The person on the painting wall is either laughing or angry, with a smart fairy spirit between the eyebrows and eyes, and the silhouette of the person is like a room of ink splashing, like an ukiyo-e of praying to the gods, but it is a little less unreachable cold, but it is like a gentle pen like a painting for his sweetheart.

If you like anything, I'll give it you.

The gloomy and decisive emperor also stayed awake all night to paint the face of his sweetheart on this nine-storied pagoda, and enshrined the gods in his heart forever at the tip of his heart.

The wall will fade like the painting in the study, but the emotion will not.

In the third year of the Mo calendar, everyone saw a dragon roaring in the Taiji Palace, and after a long time, it disappeared.

In the same year, some people also found a dilapidated statue of the god in the abandoned temple near Qingshan.

The statue of the god looks at the imperial city from afar, and then there is a legend that the emperor is blessed by the dragon, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the town of eight mountains and rivers, and the four seas are born Taiji.

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