Looking at the world, it is rare to have a person who can make an emperor who holds great power be honest with him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Jiang Yu is not lacking in suspicion by nature, so the people who can make him believe are even rarer, and so far, they are only worthy of two people.

One is Xingtian, Jiang Yu's most powerful courtier and general, and his most trusted brother.

One is Hua Lexi, the former saintess of the Nuwa clan, and now the emperor and queen of the Shennong clan.

The former had already led the troops to fight privately, and the attack on the human emperor Xuanyuan clan, which was thriving and becoming more and more powerful, had not seen him for many days.

And the latter, half an hour ago, was still sleeping next to his pillow.

The pillow man, the subordinate minister.

One near and one far, one inside and one outside.

All of them are inseparable existences in his heart.

But fate is impermanent, many times people will be forced to make some decisions that cannot have the best of both worlds, and at that time, it is a topic that cannot be bypassed, even if the person who wants to make this decision is Emperor Yan above 10,000 people, it is no exception.

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With a heavy metal sound, Jiang Yu pushed open the door of the Zhaoming Palace, and the closed hall slowly opened the cracks, and a dazzling white light penetrated into it, dispelling the darkness in the hall.

Jiang Yugang, who was standing under the white light, seemed to have a different kind of aura on his body, bright and grand, and did his best to be righteous, but the gloomy color between his eyebrows could not be weakened in the slightest.

Emperor Yan, the Emperor of Ten Thousand Fires.

He is the ultimate representative of fire, and fire is the oldest and most sacred light in this world.

With such an identity, he doesn't actually need extra light to set off.

His every move can often become a model and example for countless people.

Isn't it another sense of "the sun rises in the east, and the light shines for a thousand years"?

Jiang Yuyan now seemed to be a little resistant to the light flowing from his body.

He didn't linger long in the gentle white light, and walked straight into the main hall.

The dark dragon robe gently flickered, and if the dragon rises, the door behind the exquisite workmanship and antique fragrance is closed.

Open the door, close the door.

From beginning to end, there was no obvious voice, and they were all imprisoned by Jiang Yu's own breath.

And he himself continued to walk in a silent and regular pace, and walked into the Zhaoming Hall without hurrying.

The door of the temple is closed, the window sash is blocked, and the light from the outside world can rarely penetrate into it, so the hall is quiet, and the gloomy atmosphere is like a mountain forest shrouded in night.

It's just that in such a gloomy environment, Jiang Yuyan is still like a mirror in his heart, and his eyes are like stars.

He can see a lot of things, and he can feel a lot of things.

There are fire bulls in the palace, there are golden dragons around the pillars, there are colorful glasses, there are nine curves of the Yellow River......

One stroke, one stroke, one hook, all of them are extremely totemic textures, and the law of the avenue.

When all this is presented in the form of concrete buildings, then everything seems to have spirituality, no longer purely dead things, but vivid, a trace of refracted light, can shine on the splendid mountains and rivers.

However, the mountains and rivers in the hall and the mountains and rivers outside the hall don't seem to have much to do with Jiang Yugang at this moment.

He just glanced indifferently at the rest of the totem buildings in the Zhaoming Palace, and then focused his gaze on the throne on the jade staircase that was several feet above the ground and covered with a long cloth made of the skin of the white tiger and the tendon of the dragon.

The seat is three feet six long, about one foot five wide, the main material is the rare treasure produced by the sixteenth heaven from the fire turtle back copper and the twenty-eighth heaven produced by the mother cloud water iron, embroidered with a hollow real dragon pattern, and there is a pagoda light wheel, the whole body flashes with golden light, this is the throne of the Yan Emperor that the successive Yan Emperors of the Shennong clan have sat on.

At noon, its light is the most prosperous, and the brilliance is not inferior to the sun and the moon.

Therefore, the temperature of the throne at that time was also the highest, and there was no fire on it, but there was a tendency to burn all things, even if it was empty air, close to this seat would not help but give birth to incense burner green smoke, which could not be controlled by those who were not highly accomplished in the fire system Taoism.

Who can sit on such a strange throne all day long, and not be hurt by it, but who is thriving day by day, except for Emperor Yan, the lord of the Shennong clan?

Jiang Yuyan's face was calm, and he paced forward, not deliberately paying attention to the nine-story staircase under his feet, because the familiar experience accumulated over the years was often much more useful than his own eyes.

When there was no one around, he once again sat on the throne of Emperor Yan, looking at the full but empty Zhaoming Hall alone, his brows were tightly locked, and his heart was complicated.

The luck that Shennong had accumulated over the years had been weakening since he ascended the throne, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, which he had long been aware of as a person concerned.

Being aware does not mean that you can change.

The theory of luck is ethereal, although it exists, it is invisible, and ordinary feng shui masters can detect it, but if it is said to change luck, even the top feng shui masters have to spend a lot of effort, and it is based on the category that does not involve people with deep karmic obstacles equal to the princes.

In addition to his attainments in the metaphysical path such as hexagram luck and luck have already reached the point of reaching the peak, there is also a big reason because he took advantage of the fact that he took advantage of the serious injury of Xingtian.

Taking advantage of the void and entering is easy to luck, which is only inferior to the impact of forcibly reversing the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, after the Wind Queen removed Xingtian, although he looked like a light and light wind, in fact, he had already injured his lungs and lost thousands of years of hard work, especially when Xingtian's body fell and his soul returned to the Star Sea, the divine power left by Emperor Yan Jiang Yu suddenly broke out, and he took a treacherous way out of surprise, killing Feng Hou by surprise, which made him hurt and injured, and his state was not much different from Xingtian, who had experienced a series of battles before.

It was just that someone took this opportunity to see him off for the last time.

Jiang Yugang really wanted to be this person.

It's a pity that his real body is still in Yichuan, and he is too far away from the barrier pass where the Wind Queen is located, and it is already the limit to hit the Wind Queen with a great divine power left in Xingtian's body in advance, and it is impossible to take advantage of the victory to pursue and get rid of the Wind Queen in one fell swoop.

This is a great pity, of course.

However, there was one more thing that he regretted and regretted more than this.

That is, he will never have the opportunity to drink and talk with the honest young man in the past, and now the brave general, drunk and lying under the moon, not talking about military affairs, only gossiping about family life.

Divine powers, holy and heavenly, but he still failed to save Xingtian's life, and could only hit the culprit hard after his death.

Jiang Yu's expression suddenly changed from calm to gloomy, he waved his sleeve robe, took a pot of wine from nowhere, and suddenly saluted in the direction of Changyang Mountain, and whispered in a deep voice: "Send you thousands of miles!"

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