Chapter 669 The gods fought the fire, and the Son of Heaven came

What Gu Bo is doing with Wang Ce, the focus is on this. Don't pay too much attention to the so-called father-son relationship. As mentioned above, Wang Ce has never recognized this relationship from beginning to end, and it is still unknown whether Gu Bo's love for Wang Ce is true or false.

By the way, many book friends like the half-emperor soul the most, in fact, my personal favorite is Tan Jiru.

Emperor Tang was very patient to play with the bronze kettle.

He was a very careful and intelligent person, and soon discovered that the lines of the Tai Chi Bagua pattern of the bronze pot could be fine-tuned.

With a little bit of gentle adjustment, he didn't notice any changes. It's as if this thing, just a delicate ornament, doesn't react at all.

The bronze pot is really the treasure that Wang Ce used to control the War Spirit Army?

Emperor Tang gave birth to this idea more than once, but, judging from the careful observation of Gu Feng and others and Wang Ce, this is undoubtedly the case.

Could it be that it needs to be matched with the spirit pattern?

Emperor Tang groaned, if the bronze pot can control the War Spirit Army, there is no doubt that the only one who can create such a treasure can only be a divine refiner. And the works of the Divine Refiner will definitely not be so simple.

In other words, the bronze pot is likely to have to be matched by the spirit patterns on Wang Ce's body.

Emperor Tang never discovered that the five major spirit patterns on Wang Ce's body were all "perfect spirit patterns". Otherwise, this conclusion is not a doubt, but an affirmation.

The bronze pot did not react at all, and Emperor Tang shook his head, decisively giving up the intention of usurping the War Spirit Army. Wang Ceken handed over the bronze pot, it seemed that even if he saw that he got it, it was useless.

After thinking about it carefully, he coldly put the bronze pot into the space treasure.

After thinking about it for a while, Emperor Tang lightly locked his eyebrows: "Only a matching spirit pattern can drive this bronze pot?" spirit pattern...... on him. ”

He showed a look of caution and took the bronze pot out of the space treasure again.

Open a mechanism and place the bronze pot into it. After thinking about it again, he took another volume of the Martial God Scroll and put it together with the bronze pot. The Martial God Scrolls on the other two sides continued to be placed into the space treasure.

It seems that he, like Wang Ce, never puts his eggs in the same basket. This is a good habit most of the time.

After waiting for a while, Emperor Tang came out and beckoned: "What is he doing?"

Old Eunuch Xu appeared quietly, bowed his head and said respectfully: "The young master is wandering around in the palace. Mr. Wang was accompanied. "Lao Wang and Lao Xu are actually Gu Bo's people, and it is really unreasonable for Tang Wuqing not to die.

Emperor Tang's expression was faint, and he signaled: "Tell Da Neiying that you must take care of Wang Ce's people." Without my orders, whoever dares to do something to Pi Cheng and the others will come back to see me with his head raised. ”

"It's surveillance. Do not be hostile. ”

He emphasized once again that he didn't want the big inner camp to misunderstand. After all, his orders are also prone to misunderstanding.

Across the two ya, the big inner camp was dispatched to monitor Pi Caution, and Guan Jinyun, Pei Yulin, Pi Caution and Luke, etc., all of whom were Wang Ce's people. Judging from the people below, it is too suspicious of rebellion.

He didn't think so, and he didn't want the people down there to think that.

Returning to the imperial study, Emperor Tang personally re-handled some major court affairs, read various files, and all kinds of twists and turns.

At the end of the year, the imperial court took a spring break and accumulated a lot of affairs. As soon as this annual leave is over, and the court resumes, all kinds of affairs come like the sea.

There is no doubt that the war in the Northeast has stagnated, and the crown prince has become the most important priority in the Northern Tang Dynasty at present.

Before the end of the year, his rhetoric hinted that many officials understood. However, as soon as the New Year passed, the surveillance action of the Da Nei camp was like Wang Ce being involved in a rebellion, which changed the atmosphere in the capital and became solemn.

Suddenly, the enthusiastic officials were suddenly silent, and no one said that Wang Ce was appointed as the crown prince for the time being.

Emperor Tang didn't care, and raised his head from the file again, his eyes were deep: "Establish the crown prince now?"

There was no one at this time, and he did not hide the suspicion in his eyes.

Wang Ce's demeanor was too relaxed, as if he had come to the palace for a vacation, not to be arrested, not to be banned from Zhenyuan. This attitude, don't talk about him, even any person will feel suspicious.

A person who is afraid of death is suddenly not afraid, at least on the surface, he is not afraid at all. It's inherently weird.

"My only son, could it be that there are some hole cards that I don't know?"

Tang Di knows his son better than everyone else, and he knows almost all of his son's hole cards. But at this time, he couldn't help but wonder about Wang Ce's attitude, is Wang Ce pretending to be calm, or does he really have another hole card?

At least, Emperor Tang really knew Wang Ce. His son, even if he is in a desperate situation, everyone thinks he is dead, but he can repeatedly reverse and turn over.

"If, my son, really has hole cards, he has the confidence to get out. So, could he have been caught by me on purpose?"

"If he was caught by me on purpose, then, what does he want?"

In the imperial study, a violent cough suddenly sounded.

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"Lao Wang, you say, who is the number one master in the world today?"

"Back to the words of Lord Wang. It should be the son of heaven, killing the dragon general, and invincible. Annihilation, Wandering Owl, Divine General, Six Supreme Martial Emperors. ”

Wang Ce shook his fingers lightly: "No." And Your Majesty, you don't know, Your Majesty is also the Supreme Martial Emperor. ”

Old Eunuch Wang's heart was shocked, did Wang Ce want to hint at something to him? He almost didn't dare to think about it, and hurriedly lowered his head: "Yes." If Your Majesty is, then Lord Wang must be too. ”

Wang Ce glanced at him and seemed to smile: "Lao Wang, you are dishonest. ”

The old eunuch Wang smiled dryly: "The six supreme martial emperors, the four great human emperors, you and Your Majesty." Twelve people should be the strongest in the world. ”

Wang Ce smiled and shook his head: "No." Today's number one master is Your Majesty. Don't forget, Your Majesty is also the emperor of men. ”

"The most important thing is that Your Majesty will also complete the Sword God Three Styles. ”

Wang Ce smiled and groaned: "In today's world, there is only one person who can complete the three styles of the Sword God. Even I missed the water of Lethe River. He seems to have suddenly forgotten the water of Lethe, as a black-hearted person, lying to his face is not red, and his heart is not beating is a very important indicator.

Old Eunuch Wang smiled: "My lord said that he was joking." ”

Wang Ce grinned and said leisurely: "If I want to laugh, I will tell you that your boss and I are going to war with each other, and if you don't help me, then I will kill you personally." ”

The old eunuch Wang hung his head desperately: "Haha, Lord Wang really knows how to laugh." Your Majesty favors you so much, how can it be. ”

"Yes. Wang Ce looked at him very seriously: "I'm waiting for Gu Bo, as long as he takes the lead, I have every reason to defend myself and fight back." Kill him, don't kill him, just in my thoughts. ”

"Fathericide is a crime. If you're pushing me hard, trust me, I don't care about any charges. Actually, I don't have to bear the charge of killing my father, if I win and I don't kill him, he will be ten times more uncomfortable than dead. ”

The old eunuch Wang didn't dare to squeak, and he wanted to pretend that he hadn't heard it.

Wang Ce squinted, looked at the sky, and said slowly: "I'm waiting for him to do it first." ”

In the battle between him and Gu Bo, it can only be Gu Bo who makes the first move, and Gu Bo must take the lead.

"I guess he's troubled and torn right now. But, rest assured, he will definitely make a choice. Before the charism comes, he must make the most important choice. ”

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Dongning, Beijing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is our last chance. You have to give it a go. ”

Silent and cold in the face of a group of gods, the voice was not excited, but full of categorical atmosphere.

Looking around, his eyes fell on the face of the crow, and he said coldly: "Tang Chengming and the crowman both think that we should have remained in a state of contraction, should not reappear rashly, and should not be reckless in the struggle for hegemony in the world. ”

"We know what you mean. Silence nodded to the crow, glancing at the crowd with a fierce light: "But we don't have a choice. This is a time of great change, and if we miss it, we Godborns will be silent forever. If we miss this time, we may only wait for the opportunity again in 500 years, 1,000 years. ”

Many gods gritted their teeth, and the emotions in their chests boiled.

Yes, the age of the Great Change. Love Crow's heart was shocked, and she suddenly realized that maybe she and Tang Chengming were a little wrong. The current people of the Charismatic Society don't have much brain, but they also know clearly what they want and what they want to pay for it.

Silence shouted, "I know, you know. Our comeback this time is likely to be sent to death, and it is very likely that none of us will return home alive. But ......"

He roared loudly: "Since we have decided to take this path, we will go on even if we die." ”

The gods roared fiercely: "Even if you die, you must go on." ”

Silence shouted angrily and shook the sky: "For the future of the gods, I am not afraid of death, are you afraid!"

Many gods shouted frantically: "We are not afraid!"

The shouting, the roar, shook endlessly for a while, like a heavy hammer, hitting the heart of the crow, as if being hit by a torrent, an inexplicable throbbing.

She's a smart person, and Brother Sharp is a smart person. The gods had lost their brains, but they were all moths.

Names: Dead Soldiers!

Silence roared: "To die, we will die together." There was a loud roar, and Silence shouted, "Go!"

Countless gods and iniquities are advancing towards the Northern Tang Dynasty like a tide. To the north of the Tang, to the north of the Tang.

"Tang Chengming is gone. ”

Yuan Jincheng looked at these gods and evil martial sects and even the Martial Emperor with half sadness and half resoluteness, and he slowly said to Silence: "He is not optimistic about our actions. ”

Silence shook his head, does it matter? At this point, the divine grace will miss too many opportunities, and there will be no chances, this is the last fight of the moth to the fire. He nodded: "I know, I nodded too." Gone and gone. ”

"If we fail, perhaps, he will be the last chance for our Godborn. ”

Yuan Jincheng was stunned, how could he put the future hope of the Divine Charity Society on an outsider like Tang Chengming?

Silence turned his face, looked at him coldly, and said word by word: "I handed over the Divine Grace Meeting to him." ”

Yuan Jincheng was shocked.

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At this time, the grace will pour out.

In the wind and snow, in the mountains around Beizhen, two strangers who had never met were ushered in.

The wind and snow were fierce, and the flying snow and the cold wind were flying together.

In the valley where Yabu Ryu and the others were, it was inevitable that it would be ravaged by the wind and snow. They saw with their own eyes that two figures were coming through the wind and snow.

Babu Long glanced at Emperor Xiaowu. Emperor Xiaowu nodded.

The eight dragons smiled and took the initiative to greet the white-clothed man in it, as if the white-clothed man was one with heaven and earth:

"Forgetful Son?"

The Emperor Killer and the Son of Forgetfulness have finally arrived. Or, in fact, they have always been there, except for Wang Ce, no one knows.

Victory or defeat is never on the surface.

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