Looking at Mo Wuxian who was convulsing all over his body and struggling violently with death, an unspeakable heartache welled up in everyone's hearts. This is the martial emperor who was once full of spirit and inspired to become the first emperor of the ages! Mo Wuxian was so mighty and mighty back then, but now, it is so poignant.

Princess Changle couldn't bear to look away, tears dripping down her cheeks. Tightly clenched fists, constantly trembling. How she hoped that God could open her eyes and make Mo Wuxian less painful.

The waiter came in a panic, holding a bowl of steaming ginseng soup in his hand. But maybe it was because he was running too fast, and he fell with a thud when he was close to the hospital bed.

For a moment, the waiter's brain was blank, and he knelt on the ground with a pale face and kept kowtowing, "The slave should die, the slave should die......"

"Bring another bowl!" Mo Wuxian didn't blame the waiter, gritted his teeth, and drank coldly. As if on the verge of amnesty, the inner servant hurriedly crawled outside the hall. A trace of sadness flashed in Ning Yue's eyes, and she gently came to Mo Wuxian's bed.

"No need!" After speaking, a finger turned into lightning and hit Mo Wuji's brain. The pure power poured into Mo Wuji's dry body like a flood that burst the embankment, and Mo Wuji's violent trembling gradually subsided.

"It's so comfortable...... Mo Wuxian showed a satisfied smile on his face, "Ning Yue, I can't do it, I entrust Tianya to you, you must look at Tianya instead of me, help him govern the world, and help him keep the Great Zhou Dynasty."

The Great Zhou Dynasty is the foundation inherited by the previous emperors, and it cannot be buried in the hands of our father and son. I can't give you anything, and the end of the world can't give you anything...... But...... This is my uncle's last request......"

"I understand!" Ning Yue said silently, her voice was very soft, but Ning Yue knew that Mo Wuxian would definitely be able to hear it, and she would definitely be able to believe in her promise.

"Ministers see my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live—"

"Ministers see my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live—"

A faint sound of congratulations sounded, as if it had been transmitted from the distant shore. Mo Wuxian's eyes suddenly widened, and a thick glow burst out of his eyes, "Did you hear that?"

Chen Gong, Princess Changle, and the other imperial doctors all stared at each other inexplicably, because they didn't hear anything. Besides, the Qiankun Hall is still a few miles away from here, and the civil and military officials congratulate you, how can the voice reach here?

However, Mo Wuxian heard it, and Ning Yue heard it together. Ning Yue closed her eyes slightly, and a tear slowly overflowed her eyes and slowly dripped down.

"Yes! It is Tianya who is receiving congratulations from hundreds of civil and military officials, Tianya, who has already ascended the throne and completed the enthronement ceremony!" Ning Yue's voice sounded slowly, and Mo Wuji's round eyes slowly closed.

"Good, good, good! Tianya...... The Jiangshan Society of the Great Zhou Dynasty...... I've left it to you...... Do not stabilize the Great Zhou Dynasty...... Will not reborn the Great Zhou Dynasty...... I...... You will not come down to see me......

Yue'e, is that you? You haven't left yet? You're here to pick me up? I have a lot of things I haven't said to you...... I miss you so much...... Yue'e ...... I don't blame you...... Really ......"

Ning Yue gently withdrew her hand, Mo Wuxian in front of her, and closed her eyes tightly as if she was asleep. However, Mo Wuxi's breath of life dissipated at this moment.

Ning Yue slowly knelt on the ground, kowtowing deeply to Mo Wuxian, her forehead pressed tightly against the ground. Seeing this scene, all the people around fell to their knees with a thud, and the cry suddenly sounded.

"My emperor, long live long live, long live-" Mo Tianya was dressed in a dragon robe and held a jade seal to accept the worship of the civil and military ministers, at this moment, he was no longer the prince of the prison country, but a real emperor.

After three mountain calls, Mo Tianya slowly stood up and gently placed the jade seal on top of the imperial case. Gently spread his hands, "Zhongqing's flat body-"

"Emperor Xie—" After thanking the civil and military ministers, they slowly stood up and stood respectfully on both sides.

Originally, Mo Tianya should have said two opening words, but when Mo Tianya was about to speak, suddenly, a shocking bell sounded in the harem.

"When—"

This bell seems to come from the distant heavenly realm, as if it comes from the other side of life. When the bell rang, Mo Tianya's face suddenly turned dead. With a thud, he fell to his knees in despair.

And the Manchu Dynasty civil and military who had just stood up also fell to their knees in an instant. With the sound of a bell, outside the Qiankun Palace, there was a sound of dense and hurried footsteps.

An old eunuch with snow-white hair rushed into the Qiankun Hall in a panic, climbed to the front in a row, and knelt down in front of Mo Tianya's five bodies, "Your Majesty, the Emperor...... Emperor Taishang...... It's ...... funeral."

"Father-" Mo Tianya, who had promised Mo Wuxian that he would never cry, suddenly burst out of his eyes like a river that had broken the embankment.

This night is a good day for the new emperor to ascend the throne. And this night is another sad day for the funeral of the emperor. On this day, it was the day of the change of dynasties of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it was also this day that Emperor Wu, who was respected and loved by the people of Kyushu, passed away forever.

Mo Tianya cried bitterly for seven days, and during the seven days, he almost fainted. When he was under Mo Wuji's wings, Mo Tianya didn't feel what would happen to him without his father. When all this really disappeared, Mo Tianya realized that if he lost Mo Wuxi, his sky collapsed.

Mo Tianya never thought about the days without his father, but when all this happened irreversibly in front of him, Mo Tianya realized how far he was and how desperate he was from Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuxian is responsible for the whole process of the funeral. According to Mo Wuxian's last wishes, he was buried in the imperial mausoleum with Empress Yue'e. Within seven days, the whole country was in sorrow, and within seven days, the whole city was silent.

Jingzhou, Tianji Pavilion.

The whole country is sad, and Tianji Pavilion is naturally not excluded. However, the depression and dullness in the Tianji Pavilion at this moment was not for the grief of Mo Wuji's death. It's because at this moment, the Tianji Pavilion is holding a deduction related to the life and death of the Tianji Pavilion and the entire heaven and earth.

Since the Celestial Machine fell into a mystery seven years ago, the Old Man of Skyrim has never succeeded in capturing a useful Celestial Machine. Originally, the old man Tianji didn't realize the seriousness of the matter. The old man of Tianji has been sitting quietly in the Tianji magic circle, like a patient angler, waiting for a trace of the sky to leak.

However, seven days ago, Emperor Mo of the Great Zhou Dynasty died without a trace. The Emperor Star fell, and the Sky Circle didn't even notice it in the slightest. This is a blow to the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, which makes a living by calculating the heavenly machine and deducing the situation of heaven and earth.

At this moment, the old man of Tianji understood that Tianji had been completely blocked. It is no longer possible to wait for the Celestial Circle to intercept the Heavenly Opportunity as before.

The shield of the heavenly machine must change greatly. In the past, the previous shielding of heavenly machines was accompanied by the advent of the catastrophe. However, even if the catastrophe came, it would be impossible to shield the heavenly machine to such a point.

Fifty years ago, there was a catastrophe in troubled times, and the Heavenly Machine Circle still intercepted some information to deduce that there was no danger. But this time, even up to now, even such a major event as the fall of the Emperor Star was not foreseen in advance.

The old man suddenly realized that this time the great changes in the world were absolutely extraordinary, and they could never be measured by common sense. Even...... It is definitely greater than any time since the birth of heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, the old man of Skyrim decided to take the initiative to attack and take the initiative to survey the skyrim with his own longevity as a guide. The old man of the sky has been sitting in the Heavenly Machine Circle for seven days, and since he learned that Mo Wuxian had died, the Old Man of the Heavenly Machine has entered the Heavenly Machine Circle.

The rune matrix of the Heavenly Machine Circle seems to be a constantly changing city, and the skyscrapers composed of the matrix are constantly changing. And the old man of Tianji, who was immersed in the Heavenly Machine Array, was motionless with a mysterious momentum all over his body.

Taking the initiative to survey the Heavenly Opportunity is actually stealing the secrets of the Heavenly Dao with the body of a mortal. Not to mention leaking the heavenly machine, even spying on the heavenly machine can attract heavenly punishment. And spying on the heavenly machine is the mission of the old men of the heavenly machine for generations.

None of the old men of Tianji in the past generations are people with profound blessings, and every generation of old men of Tianji seems to have died well. The previous generation of Tianji old people was like this, and this generation of Tianji old people should be like this.

However, even if it is to spy on the heavens, it will be three days and three nights at most, and like now, it has been seven days and seven nights in a row, which is unprecedented in the impression of wind and rain.

Feng Xiaoyu's eyes showed a deep sense of worry. Although he is also the descendant of Tianji Pavilion, although he is destined to be the next generation of Tianji old man, although he has already realized it in his heart. However, he still couldn't let go of his worries about his master.

The longer the probe, the deeper it goes, and the deeper it goes, the greater the damnation. Has it really come to this point, has it really reached such a serious point?

Looking at the continuous ups and downs of the Heavenly Machine Array, Feng Xiaoyu's heart was also beating like these violently changing matrices. Just when Feng Xiaoyu was in turmoil, suddenly, the entire Heavenly Machine Array suddenly stirred.

It was as if a violent wind swept the heavens and the earth, as if thunderclouds were raging in the circle. In an instant, the entire Heavenly Machine Circle became messy like a raging sea. Feng Xiaoyu's face suddenly changed greatly, and his eyes stared at the center of the Heavenly Machine Array, as if he was a Heavenly Machine Old Man sitting in the hands of the Dinghai Divine Needle.

Feng Xiaoyu didn't know how long the riot in the Skyrim Circle had lasted, but he only knew that the sky had become pitch black, and endless arcs of electricity were frantically swept through the Circle, and even the Heavenly Circle had signs of crumbling and crumbling.

"Poof-" Suddenly, the old man of Tianji, who had been sitting motionless in the Heavenly Circle for seven days and seven nights, suddenly opened his eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his body, and he flew upside down as if he had been hit hard.

Feng Xiaoyu's face changed greatly, his figure flashed, and he hurriedly came behind the old man of Tianji to catch the old man of Tianji, "Master, master, how are you? What happened?"

"Immeasurable Tribulation, is it Immeasurable Tribulation?" muttered to the old man as his face changed drastically.