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Tang Huang lay coldly on the dragon bed, Qi Fei half bowed, facing Tang Huang.

A gust of wind blew, and all the doors and windows were closed, and then just before the dragon bed, a man appeared.

This person has a long robe with big sleeves, fairy wind bones, and a wisp of clear hair.

When Emperor Tang saw this person appear, he let out a long breath, and then sighed and said to himself: "This is all forced by you, this is all forced by you......"

The man stood in front of the dragon bed and looked at Qi Fei, but Qi Fei still didn't look up.

"Such a bold mortal would dare to interfere with my Zhao family's secular imperial power!" The man's voice was fluttering and whirring, and it didn't have any power, and it didn't seem to be able to reach outside the hall, but when it entered Qi Fei's ears, it sounded like thunder.

Qi Fei retreated a few steps, and then held the dragon golden pillar in the hall, panting, and then stood firm.

He slowly raised his head, a little sad, and a little lonely looked at the Tang Emperor on the dragon bed, and said: "Your Majesty, why bother, we are a monarch and minister, trust each other, the old minister could have been a good friend for a lifetime, ......." ”

Tang Huang looked at him stunned, what is a good friend? This Xiaoduan is so old, and there are still some nondescript words that often come out, he stretched out a hand, pointed at Qi Fei, and said tremblingly: "Xiaoduan, you have finally forgotten one thing, I am the king, you are the minister, the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, read in you and I The monarch and the minister, you judge yourself." ”

"Self-cutting ......" Qi Fei showed a bitter and difficult look.

"You cut yourself, you can also keep the whole corpse, if the immortal master makes a move, I'm afraid you will be wiped out, after you die, I will die soon, I will not say this to the public, you are still the first minister of the Tang Dynasty, you are still the great saint, and you are still immortal." Emperor Tang's face became even more decayed.

The Xiuzhen Great Sect established a secular state, which would not interfere with the life span of mortals, would not interfere in secular wars, and would not intervene even if the normal state was destroyed, but would interfere with the imperial power, and the imperial power was supreme and unique.

"But, I don't want to cut myself, Your Majesty, the old minister really doesn't want to cut himself!" Qi Fei suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Duan, your voice ......" Tang Huang's eyes suddenly widened, because he found that Qi Fei's voice was no longer so old, and each word was younger than the other, and the last word "ah" came out, which actually made him feel like when he first met this frivolous scholar under the small green mountain.

Qi Fei slowly raised his head, and the immortal-like person suddenly said loudly: "Who are you?" ”

The aura on Qi Fei's body was changing little by little, like an old and decaying house, closed for a hundred years, and suddenly opened the door.

"Bold thief, you actually have mana, you sneak into my ......" The immortal wind dao bone man couldn't say any more when he said this, because he found that the aura on the old man in front of him was gradually surpassing his own.

In the main hall, the breath is violent, like a stormy wind and waves, and like lightning and thunder, but these only exist in this hall.

"You!" A black flag suddenly appeared in the hand of the immortal wind bone.

Qi Fei didn't even look at him, just waved his hand lightly, and then the person seemed to have never existed, and even the person with the flag turned into countless particles of dust and disappeared without a trace.

Tang Huang was lying on the dragon bed, the expression on his face changed from shock at the beginning, gradually regained calm, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Qi Fei like this and didn't say anything.

Qi Fei didn't move, still looking old.

After a long time, a bright light began to appear on the horizon.

"You, what are you waiting for?" Emperor Tang was not sincerely frightened by Qi Fei's appearance as a monk, in his heart, this small section of scholars will always be his courtiers, and will always be the existence of ministers and friends.

"Please guess the emperor, what are the ministers waiting for......" Qi Fei also did not change his tone because of the revelation of his identity, and he still looked like a courtier.

"I guess, I guess, Xiao Duan, you're waiting for the colorful butterfly......" Tang Huang coughed violently.

"Those who know the old ministers, the emperor is also." Qi Fei said with a sigh.

"You and that girl really have a relationship!" Tang Huang seemed to be a little embarrassed.

"The old minister needs the princess to come and deal with the aftermath." Qi Fei's voice was even more emotional.

"Xiao Duan, you are really calculating, and you are a monarch and minister, my Zhao Long is not in vain in this life, not in vain in this life!" Tang Huang laughed.

"It is also a great fortune for the old minister to be the emperor and the minister." Qi Fei also laughed.

At this time, the two of them didn't speak again, but they all stared at the empty hall.

Qi Fei had already seen that Emperor Tang was terminally ill and could not live today, but Emperor Tang didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and there was a hint of smugness on his face, which was very strange and very weird, and Qi Fei couldn't guess what Emperor Tang was thinking in his heart......

At the end of the day, the Tang princess Caidie returned, looking like an immortal.

At noon, Tang Emperor Zhao Long died, and before his death, he left an edict to exempt the prince Zhao Debao, and passed on to the third prince Zhao Defang.

A month later, the Great Pillar of the Tang Dynasty, the Great Sima, the Commander of the Army, the Commander, the University Scholar, the Marquis of Wu, the first person in the world to have outstanding military achievements, the first person in the world, the first master of poetry in the world, and the first master of articles in the world, Duan Chunqiu died of illness.

After the death of the Tang Emperor, the temple was called Wuzong, and he was called the Great Sage of Dao, Daming, Dawen, Dawen, Daxiao, and Emperor Wu.

Duan Chunqiu is called Wuzheng.

When you are born, you should be the third prince, and when you die, you should be sealed by Wenzheng! It is said that the new emperor was originally going to seal Wenzheng, but Duan Sheng had his last words, loyal to the first emperor, and did not dare to alienate the first emperor.

This year, Datang was full of vegetarians, and the people of Li wept bitterly and sang thousands of miles of lamentation.

This year, the people of Duanfu went to the mansion, and the new emperor closed the door of the mansion, erected a tablet and engraved words, and sealed the Duan Spring and Autumn Holy Ancestor.

This year, Qi Fei left the Tang Dynasty where he lived for a lifetime, left Chang'an City, left those power, fame and fortune, left those pen, ink, paper and inkstone, left those Jin Ge iron horses, left the mansion where he lived for a lifetime, left the rockery garden, left the nine meandering flowing water, and left the elegance of that life......

One life is like a dream, one life is like an illusion, and one life is over!

……

At this moment, there are six people walking through the high sky, in the nine heavenly winds.

These six people are Qi Fei, Senior Sister Xiaoyuan, Murong Rong, Feng Tiehua, Li Qian, and Ju Xiuxiu.

The six of them in the mana realm all refer to the existence of the peak of the late Xuan Dynasty.

All six are on the verge of breaking through.

Below, a continuous mountain is green and majestic, with birds chirping, apes climbing, and beasts howling.

"Let's go along." Takeoff has regained his youthful appearance, smiled slightly, and said to a few people.

"Okay, Hedao!" Several people agreed in unison.

Suddenly, six figures shot out of the wind, and the six figures were like six rays of light, falling in the six directions of the mountain......