"Tian Meng, wait, wait—" Lin Xuan shouted.

At this moment, Area 51 is his only foreign aid, and if this road is broken, he will have to return to the darkness that is difficult step by step.

"Tian Meng, I need to know the direction of the mountain......" Lin Xuan continued to call.

The images on the stone walls became more and more chaotic, and finally turned into an irregular gray-white noise. After that, the noise also disappeared, and the stone wall was just a stone wall, cold and rough, no different from other places.

Lin Xuan couldn't control the image, so he could only silently accept this cruel reality. However, for the first time in his life, he had a slight affection for the Pentagon's super minion 51 region, after all, Tian Meng, Vivian and others gave him very limited but useful information, and gave him a short period of warmth.

As Tian Meng said, he was in a dynamic labyrinth seven thousand meters deep and three thousand meters in diameter, and even with all the advanced equipment, it would be quite difficult to get out of this maze.

Now, he knew very well that he was at the end of the road, his strength was weak, and he would not be able to get out of the labyrinth on his own.

When he walked to the screen, he noticed a series of charcoal drawings on the stone wall.

The records above are the history of the rise and fall of the imperial dynasty, some people are high, some people are prostrate on the ground, the hierarchy is noble and low, and it is clear and distinct.

China has a history of 5,000 years of feudal society, and this hierarchical system has always existed, and the official ranks have been subdivided into nine grades, which are controlled and strictly managed, forming a huge bureaucratic state.

Lin Xuan's identity is a crane like a crane, but he still needs to follow the organization's arrangements and can't act without permission. In other words, even organizations that exist "for the sake of maintaining peace in Asia" need to be ranked. It's just that Lin Xuan's status within the organization is extremely high, second only to several leaders, so he can't experience this kind of depressing feeling of being accused by his superiors at all.

He followed the charcoal drawings all the way and walked all the way, and before he knew it, he had reached a deep corner.

"Why are you here?" As soon as Lin Xuan had such a thought in his mind, he found that a golden dragon robe was placed in the stone niche on the side.

Lin Xuan took down the dragon robe with his hand, shook it open, and saw that it was brand new, without a trace of wrinkles up and down.

He wore the dragon robe on his body, and the clothes fit very well, as if they were tailor-made for him.

In ancient times, only emperors could wear dragon robes, and ordinary people would be beheaded all over the house even if they wore clothes of the same color as the dragon robe, which was regarded as having the intention of usurping rebellion.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of the various tragedies that had occurred in the long feudal society where the emperor was angry and his loyal ministers turned around.

In the Chinese world, the official-based thinking is very strict, and the subordinates are extremely obedient to the superiors, and in ancient times, there has always been a foolish and loyal practice of "the king calls the minister to die, and the minister cannot not die". Even now, Chinese Americans attach great importance to the relationship between superiors and subordinates in the officialdom, and generally believe in the philosophy of "crushing people to death at the level of officials".

"It's cold to be in a high position, and it's cold to be in a high place—" He put on the heavy clothes, and his mood changed.

According to the research of historians, even if a man is an emperor, a prince, or a prince, his life is not entirely happy and carefree, because this dragon robe carries too many things. When his power covers the entire country, the pressure on his shoulders increases in proportion.

At this moment, Lin Xuan thought of Emperor Guangxu who was imprisoned in Yingtai. At the beginning of the "Hundred Days Restoration", the emperor was also full of ambition, hoping to promote this kind of political reform to the whole country without bloodshed, boost the morale of the dying Qing Dynasty, and return to the beautiful era of the prosperous Kangqian era. If his wish can really be achieved, Emperor Guangxu will become the savior of the Qing Dynasty and become a generation of Ming monarchs comparable to Kangxi and Qianlong. It is a pity that any improvement is accompanied by bloodshed and sacrifice, and without the desperate struggle between light and darkness, it will never usher in the dawn and the rising sun. Emperor Guangxu overestimated himself too much, and underestimated the harem demons too much, and his interpretation of history was not thorough enough, which is in line with the saying "show talent rebels, and it will not be successful in three years".

Now, the dragon robe that Lin Xuan is wearing is the standard of the Qing Emperor, and he knows that he was Emperor Guangxu in his previous life, this kind of high fit between body, mind and clothes makes him instantly realize the helplessness of Emperor Guangxu that day.

"The dragon is trapped in the shallows, and cannot fly. Depressed, what can I do? He muttered to himself subconsciously.

Suddenly, the stone wall opposite Lin Xuan lit up and turned into a huge dressing mirror.

In the mirror, Lin Xuan saw himself in a dragon robe, with a lofty and lofty instrument, deep and cold arrogance, and between his gestures, he vaguely had the imperial demeanor of swallowing mountains and rivers and overwhelming the five mountains.

That dress could change a person, even if Lin Xuan had never had any coveting of authority in his heart, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that every golden dragon on his clothes had turned into a soaring force, which wanted to take him high and fly through layers of clouds and mist, until he was above the blue sky.

"Is this still me?" He approached the full-length mirror and examined his face.

In his impression, he had never observed himself so carefully and carefully, because a man wandered in this world by his own strength, not by his exaggerated appearance.

Lin Xuan's forehead was unusually full, and the center of his eyebrows exuded a faint brilliance from the inside out.

At this moment, a pencil-thick green tendon extends from the lower left sideburns of his forehead to the right, until it enters the hairline of the upper eyebrow of his right forehead, shaped like a vigorous green dragon. The tail of the dragon is below, and the dragon's head is high, showing an exciting flying momentum. The green tendons are hidden under the skin, and the color of each section is different, the lightest part is gray-white, and the deepest part is blue-green, like a dragon walking through the thick clouds, and the beginning and tail cannot appear together.

"Of course it's me, but some kind of power in me has awakened." He silently told himself.

He could feel that the joints and all the blood veins in his body were rejuvenated by the power of the dragon robe, and a heavenly fire in his heart was slowly but powerfully igniting.

"I am the true dragon son of heaven, commanded by the heavens to rule over the earth. Under the whole world, it is not the king's land; On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. My mission is to lead all the people to dispel the darkness and welcome the light, to destroy all alien invaders, and to create a new world where all people can enjoy together. "He finally saw his future.

In the depths of the mirror, there was suddenly another dark shadow.

"Luo Yuan, is that you?" Lin Xuan's eyes were sharp, and he judged the identity of the other party from the shadow's posture.

For Luo Yuan, he has always been wary and does not dare to fully trust the other party.

Of course, everyone went all out to explore the ghost lake, stationed in the Jiwu Temple to study, and finally ran from Tibet to Nepal, all of which started when Luo Yuan discovered the image of the Führer and Eva.

It can also be said that so far, everyone has been helping Luo Yuan. However, in Lin Xuan's eyes, Luo Yuan has always been an enigmatic character, and he has never revealed his heart to everyone.

The fierce conflict in the mirrored cave was the first time Lin Xuan had seen through Luo Yuan. It's a pity that he doesn't know what exactly is hidden behind Luo Yuan's actions.

In fact, many things are like a killer assassinating a target, because there is someone behind the scenes, and the killer will carry out the action. Now, Lin Xuan wanted to see Luo Yuan's true face, not just look at his surface.

The shadow slowly stretched out, turned around, and faced Lin Xuan.

It was indeed Luo Yuan, but judging from his facial features, he looked more like another stranger, because Lin Xuan was obviously aware of the violent aura contained in the other party's body.

"Where are you?" Lin Xuan asked.

"In the deepest underground, close to the Yellow Springs Road." A strange and stiff smile appeared on Luo Yuan's face.

"Is there any possibility of us working together?" Lin Xuan asked again.

Luo Yuan asked pitifully: "Is cooperation possible?" Is it possible? ”

He walked from the mirror to Lin Xuan, and the distance between the two shortened from thirty steps to ten steps.

Lin Xuan found that Luo Yuan's foothold turned out to be a blood-red shallow stream, and the tumbling blood had already covered his calves. In the blood and water, there are constantly all kinds of stumps that do not know whether they are humans or beasts.

"It's so good, thank you for bringing me here, it's a great day-" Luo Yuan leaned over, picked up the blood with both hands, and let the disgusting blood drip from his fingertips, "Here, I found myself." Plateau, I'm back, I'm back......"

Luo Yuan roared wildly, his feet stomped in the blood, and a large area of blood splashed.

In that case, the blood water had already formed a huge blood-red lotus, holding Luo Yuan's body. In Lin Xuan's view, Luo Yuan was a demon born in the blood lotus, and he was the real mortal enemy of mankind.

"You should know that when we meet again, it's time for the killing to begin." Luo Yuan stopped his frantic movements, waited until the blood stream calmed down, pointed at Lin Xuan, and smiled evilly.

"Sometimes I wonder, who the hell are you?" Lin Xuan remained calm, because any excitement would only ruin the big thing.

"Guess who I am, I'm who I am." Luo Yuan replied.

Lin Xuan thought for a while before he said slowly: "I guess, you are the mortal enemy in my life, no matter which reincarnation you are in, you will be entangled." Either you live or die. ”

At this moment, the scope of their dialogue has gone beyond the logic of language, and they are completely jumping to follow their feelings.

Luo Yuan was obviously a man, but at this time, Lin Xuan thought of the biggest mastermind of exterminating the "Hundred Days Restoration", that is, to end the harem demons of the Qing Dynasty with his own hands.

According to the secret records of the inner palace of the Qing Dynasty, when the demon of the harem was born, blood rain fell from the sky, and the lotus pond in the courtyard was filled with blood, and the white lotus flowers that were originally slim were all dyed red.

"Very good, with an enemy like you, every reincarnation is not lonely-" Luo Yuan wiped his face with his red hands, and his whole face was dyed vermilion.

"Demons." Lin Xuan quietly swore in his heart, "For the sake of me who has succumbed to death in every reincarnation, today, I will get rid of it!" ”

"Hehehehe...... I saw the murderous intent written in your eyes, just like before, whatever you want, I know, I know, I know...... Hahahahaha......" Luo Yuan laughed on his back, and his laughter was sharp, like a castrated duck.

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