Chapter 667 Half Emperor, Gu Soul

The style of this chapter is difficult to determine. [Full text reading] is either a strength full style, or an emotional explosive style, I swayed for a long time, and chose the same style as this book, in line with the style of the demons of the deep and introverted style to describe. As long as everyone likes it.

Fly, fly freely like a bird. This is the most wonderful place of Emperor Wu Zong.

It's a free bird, not an airplane, and it's not an airplane that is forced to land.

"It has come, and it has been safe. ”

In the night sky, this statement is leisurely suspended, and it seems to be full of confidence. Emperor Tang's color was like iron, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and a faint strange color appeared.

The cyan light and shadow instantly intertwine into the deepest brilliance of the winter night, as if in an alternative way, quietly sublimating this deep winter night.

The cyan figure, the cyan sword, and the cyan brilliance seem to inject a unique charm into the dark night.

The cyan sword, from an unpredictable angle, from the hand of someone you will never doubt, as light as a cloud of lightning.

The cold tip of the sword exuded a chilling coldness that refreshed the spleen and lungs, spreading the chill to every part of Wang Ce's body little by little.

Skin, blood, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and even bone marrow. The unique coldness, the gentle but indifferent invasion of the body, seemed to freeze Wang Ce.

The cyan tip of the sword wantonly soaked the cold taste into the back of the neck. Into the flesh for three points, little by little, wisps of red blood slowly flowed, mixed with the cyan sword, which was extremely shocking.

Extremely strong pressure poured out from the tip of the sword, forcing Wang Ce to slowly descend from mid-air.

Wang Ce's mouth was full of bitterness, and he laughed at himself sadly: "It's the same as flying, the birds are very comfortable, but the plane is not." Because, there is always a time when the plane will make a forced landing. And I, on the other hand, don't like crash landings. ”

The tip of the sword sank into the back of his neck, and Wang Ce could only gently turn his head a little within a certain range, and vaguely saw the man in Tsing Yi standing behind him.

All kinds of tastes, a thousand words, at the end, only turned into one sentence: "Uncle Wang Soul, why are you!"

The half-emperor soul was expressionless, but his hand was very steady, stable without a trace of trembling, and did not give Wang Ce the slightest chance.

"Tsing Yi, green sword. I never imagined that one day I would be pointed at this green sword and put on my neck. Wang Ce took a few breaths and let out an endless sigh: "Why you." ”

The cold of the winter night could not cover the indifference and deep sadness in Wang Ce's voice: "In this world, there will always be betrayals and betrayals. However, there are some people who are worthy of believing that there will be no betrayal. ”

"Uncle Wang Soul, I always thought that you were one of them, and you were the least likely person to betray among them. I believe in you, more than anyone else. ”

Wang Ce's eyes were very bright and dim, but they were like peerless swords, with the most dazzling sword qi. Those invisible sword qi burst out invisibly, making the hand of the half-emperor soul, which had never wavered, tremble slightly.

Emperor Tang smiled gently, walked over, and gently touched the top of Wang Ce's head: "You are my Gu Bo's only son, I won't harm you." Whenever you want, you have to keep this in mind. ”

"In addition, I would like to remind you. He is not a betrayal, nor has he betrayed you. ”

Wang Ce closed his eyes, inhaled hard, and suppressed the waves in his heart: "Because he has always been your person." ”

Emperor Tang smiled: "Wang Soul is one of his names, and his other name is, Gu Soul." He smiled briskly at Wang Ce: "He is my brother-in-law, and it is only appropriate for you to call him uncle." ”

Wang Ce smiled lightly and sarcastically: "Gu Feng, Gu Yin, now another Gu soul has popped up." How many brothers and sisters do you have? I think next time you should explain it earlier, otherwise I will be sorry if I kill the wrong person. ”

When Wang Ce said Gu Yin's name, Emperor Tang was not surprised at all, he just laughed: "What you know is everything." ”

Wang Ce squinted: "That so-called grandfather, for the sake of the Gu family, in order to recruit helpers for you, is really well-intentioned." After speaking, he glanced at Mu Ran's half-emperor soul: "Uncle Gu Soul, it's a pity that you are just one of them, or, you might as well put it another way, congratulations on becoming a tool of the Gu clan in the name of your righteous brother." ”

The half-emperor soul took a breath indifferently and said lightly: "I only know your father. ”

Wang Ce looked stunned, and couldn't help laughing wildly: "Gu Bo, I thought you were so atmospheric, haha." It turns out that you are just a villain. It turned out that Gu Soul was your righteous brother who worshipped in private, and it turned out that they didn't know about Gu Soul's existence at all when they drank blood. ”

After a while, Wang Ce was full of ridicule: "You don't even believe them in drinking blood, who else do you dare to believe? Who have you believed in your life?"

"Hahaha, that's fucking funny. You've never trusted everyone, including your confidants, but you're fucking asking others to believe in you, asking me to believe you. What qualifications do you have. Hahaha!"

Wang Ce's wild laughter, full of recklessness and ridicule, raged in the dark night.

A flame full of anger burst out of his eyes, and soon disappeared without a trace. Emperor Tang An was so supre, and released a voice of Gang Qi to isolate his voice: "The superior will never bet his stakes and trust on one person. ”

Emperor Tang's eyes were deep: "As a father, this is the first truth I taught you. ”

Wang Ce looked up to the sky and sighed: "Gu Bo, there's no point in saying more. You've won, and if you're for the Valkyrie roll, you've won them all. He didn't believe Gu Bo, and before he came, he hid his martial god scroll. The only one who knows his whereabouts is the half-emperor soul.

Sure enough, the half-emperor soul took a half-volume of the Martial God Scroll from his bosom and handed it to Emperor Tang. Emperor Tang smiled faintly: "The Martial God Scroll is yours, but it is even more what I want." ”

stepped forward, and from Wang Ce's arms, Shi Shiran took back the previous volume of the Semi-Martial God Scroll lightly.

"It's mine, and at the end of the day, it's going to be mine. ”

Emperor Tang patted the three Martial God Scrolls that had finally been gathered, and smiled with satisfaction. Laughing and laughing, he suddenly coughed again, spitting out blood stains.

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Emperor Tang won. Perhaps, it should be said that Gu Bo won.

The soul of the half-emperor became the chess piece of the Tang Emperor's deepest ambush.

At a most critical juncture, he suddenly made a move. Wang Ce was almost defenseless, and fell on the spot.

Talk about Ji Ru, Emperor Lu, Hu Bao, Brother Sharp and so on. In the past ten years, Wang Ce has seen and fought with countless top figures in Jiuzhou, and he is very cautious and sensitive to those masters who are full of physical and mental eyes, and he will occasionally be afraid and afraid, but that will only be a matter of time and a half.

There has never been a person who can make Wang Ce persistently afraid, even afraid. Including Tan Jiru, who made him deflated three or four times, including the conspirator Brother Sharp.

Gu Bo was the first and the only one.

From resourcefulness, from mind, from viciousness, from ruthlessness. Wang Ce admitted that he lost more than one street to Gu Bo. Perhaps, this is the demeanor of the superior, maybe, this is the prerequisite for the emperor of the people?

On the way back to the palace by Emperor Tang, Wang Ce thought about it, and suddenly laughed.

Emperor Tang looked at it in surprise, and seemed to feel that Wang Ce could still laugh. Wang Ce's cultivation was restrained, and he didn't know if he was explaining: "I think it's funny." ”

"The Great Law, the Divine Charism, countless people want me to die. But even the rogue didn't manage to do anything to me last time, and you easily captured me alive. I don't know what those people would feel if they knew. ”

The half-emperor soul suddenly looked strange, and Wang Ce could really laugh. Emperor Tang was expressionless for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "It's very interesting." But aren't you worried?"

It's a lot of fun. The Great Law and the Divine Grace Society have long wanted to kill him Wang Ce, but a few years ago, there were Ji Qianyu and others, and in the past two years, Wang Ce has become an iron-shelled turtle with the hearts of his sons, and even the Supreme Martial Emperor is helpless.

Wang Ce smiled and asked rhetorically: "Why should I worry? Didn't you say that it won't hurt me, could it be that you love to beat yourself in the mouth?"

"If you arrest me, you want to force me to be the crown prince, okay. Then I have to reluctantly make it difficult. ”

It seems that Wang Ce is really not worried about the situation at all, but brazenly said, "If you really want to force me to be the emperor, then I will be a casual one."

Perhaps he was annoyed by Wang Ce's cheekiness and laziness, Emperor Tang erupted into a violent cough, and his afterglow swept the half-emperor soul, playing with the taste: "Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?"

Wang Ce hesitantly: "What good will it do you to kill me?" After a while, he squinted, and a cold light flashed: "Without my War Spirit Army, how can you deal with the tens of millions of troops in Dalu?"

An old eunuch Wang answered, and quietly returned to the palace.

Emperor Tang squinted, shining with wisdom, and flicked his sleeves to signal Lao Wang and the half-emperor soul to retreat: "I hope you can understand your situation." I don't want to kill you, and you, better not try to escape. ”

Wang Ce was calm and sneered: "I have been restrained by you for my cultivation, only by the hearts of the sons, do you think I can escape under the nose of the Supreme Martial Emperor? You Gu Bo, you are not such an incompetent person, right?" ”

Physiognomy cannot be forbidden. The mind is like the mind, can you imprison the mind? Of course not. Unless Wang Ce is knocked unconscious.

However, Wang Ce was restrained by Zhenyuan, quite an ordinary person, and lost his mobility, no matter how strong the defense of the princes is, they will definitely fall into a situation of being completely passively beaten. Under the joint efforts of a supreme martial emperor and a half-emperor soul, the energy of the hearts of the sons will soon be consumed, and there will be no escape at all.

Emperor Tang shook his head lightly: "Why say mean things, it doesn't matter to you whether you win or lose." ”

Wang Ce smiled shyly: "I have never been used to putting my little life in the palm of someone else's hand. ”

While speaking, Wang Ce sat down loudly and gestured, "Tea?"

Emperor Tang smiled: "Lao Wang, serve tea." ”

Eunuch Wang moved quickly and quickly brought the steaming tea.

Wang Ce'an was so simple that he poured himself a cup leisurely, and the white water vapor quickly lingered and rose, obscuring his appearance and expression.

Emperor Tang looked at his son intently, and said gently: "You are right, the army of tens of millions of people in the Great Law needs the War Spirit Army to deal with. ”

"So?" Wang Ce raised the teacup, gestured with a sneer, and handed it to the side of his mouth.

Emperor Tang smiled strongly: "The War Spirit Army is yours, and in the final analysis, it can also be mine." ”

"So, hand over the item that controls the War Spirit Army. ”

There was a snap.

The teacup handed to Wang Ce's mouth exploded instantly.

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