Chapter 1: Chapter 1: The Lord of the Purple Gold City

introduction

All living beings, ants.

Thousands of people have thousands of pasts, but I am willing to be a person who has no past.

I like to sit quietly in front of the window, watching the snow fall and listening to the rustle of falling snow.

No relatives, no care......

Wouldn't it be nice to live like this for the rest of your life?

However, what should come, will still come.

No matter how immaculate the snow is, it will eventually leave footprints......

The flowers fall without a trace, and the snow is without a trace.

Although she came silently, I could still feel a tender gaze in the room.

"Aunt Hua, is that you?"

【Killer Emperor】

The Murder Emperor actually doesn't like to kill, but if he wants to kill, no one will be able to escape from him alive. No one in Zijin City would doubt this.

The Murder Emperor was originally called the Emperor of Teachers, and he looked polite, and everyone who had seen him felt that he should be a teacher in a private school.

But since twenty years ago, he swept away 120,000 Zijin armorers with one person and one sword, and calmly killed 12 Zijin commanders, no one doubted his ability.

In that battle, corpses were piled up all over the city lord's mansion.

He was unscathed in that battle.

At that time, the Zijin City Lord was shocked, and without the slightest hesitation, he respectfully handed over the City Lord Seal.

But the Shiren Emperor took the Great Seal and still killed him, and he didn't even bother to look at him.

The sword flashed, the blood rushed to the sky, and even the sunset seemed to have red eyes......

The lobby of the Castle Lord's Mansion

Zijin City is a big city, the city wall is endless, ten zhang high, eight zhang thick, it governs the surrounding Zijin County with a territory of thousands of miles, and more than 8 million merchants inside and outside the big city have to pay taxes to the city lord.

The city lord's mansion is in the most central part of the city, the building in the mansion is redoubled, the pavilion is restored, there are countless rooms, the gold and silver treasures in the treasury are piled up into a mountain, there are twelve teams of purple and gold armor guards around the mansion day and night to take turns to patrol, the sentry arrow tower is bright and dark, all arranged by the master and the emperor alone, and the people who want to kill him for 20 years are not nothing, but in the end, without exception, he took his life!

At this moment, the master emperor was wearing a luxurious fur coat, lazily leaning on the Taishi chair, the chair was made of iron pear wood, and one leg could buy a mansion.

After twenty years of pampered life as a city lord, the Master Emperor looks a little blessed, making it difficult to see that he is the murderous emperor who slaughters human lives like mowing grass, perhaps only the cold light that flashes in his eyes from time to time still has a slight mark of that time.

At this time, the cold glint in his eyes shrouded the young man in the hall.

The young man's body was thin, and he was only wearing coarse cloth clothes in the cold, no wonder the guards of the City Lord's Mansion thought he was a refugee called Hanako!

If it weren't for the fact that the Master Emperor had just returned from his inspection, I was afraid that these doglegs would have to 'greet this thin boy well'.

At this moment, it is freezing cold, even the master emperor with profound skills is nested in the robe of white sable fur, and this kid's clothes and body are so thin, and the north wind is howling outside, isn't he afraid of the cold?

The most unusual thing was his blue hair, which looked so familiar, and the master emperor became more and more curious.

"You're blood?"

"It's snow. ”

"Is there a difference?"

"As long as you're not colorblind, the difference is obvious. ”

“！”

It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to themselves like that!

The Master Emperor narrowed his eyes, but he couldn't see through the thin young man in front of him, looking at the dragon teeth hanging in front of his thin chest, which was the object left by the master when he killed the dragon, could he really be the master's little apprentice?