"According to this, isn't my father still alive?"

Zhao Kuangheng's tone was outrageously cold, and his eyes were like an abyss.

The eunuch kneeling on the ground is the great support of the Senator's Pavilion, Liu Xiang.

However, even though he has the means to reach the sky, he is still in a cold sweat in the face of Zhao Kuangheng's questioning at this moment.

"Your Majesty, I really don't know 。。。。。。 of lowly duties"

Zhao Kuangheng was silent, but after a long time, he suddenly laughed.

"I don't know? Liu Xiangliu is supported, you are the same as Dahua, you were the emperor's most trusted confidant back then, whether he is still alive, how can you not know? ”

As he spoke, Zhao Kuangheng's tone suddenly froze again: "Or are you pretending to be crazy and stupid with me?" ”

"Don't dare to be humble, I hope Your Majesty will see it!"

Liu Xiang's forehead was pressed against the ground, and his voice became trembling.

Zhao Kuangheng narrowed his deep eyes again.

"It seems that the death of Dahua before was also a fake news made up by you?"

Speaking of this, Liu Xiang's body suddenly suffocated.

Zhao Kuangheng took this subtle scene in his eyes, got up slowly, and came to Liu Xiang with heavy steps.

"You tell me the truth, is Dahua dead, or did she secretly leave the Imperial City?"

Liu Xiang raised his head in astonishment, trembling all over.

"Your Majesty。。。。。。 Dahua did go crazy and died. ”

However, facing him was a pair of unwavering eyes.

"Okay, if you still don't want to tell me the truth, then I will let you see clearly how inferior your Elder Pavilion's tricks are!"

After saying that, the green sleeves slammed down: "Come on, put the repeat offender Dahua on the temple." ”

When Liu Xiang heard this, he turned his head stiffly as if he had been struck by lightning, and looked outside the Ziluan Palace.

Under the escort of several old eunuchs, Dahua staggered to the Ziluan Hall with a haggard face.

At this time, he completely lost the appearance of the previous senior of the old pavilion, his head was full of messy white flowers, and his body still exuded a rotten and moldy aura, as if he had been locked up in a dark prison for a long time, and had been assimilated by the dark and damp environment in the dungeon.

In addition, his hands and feet were specially made with large locks, sealing the points and tendons of his whole body, making it impossible for him to break free.

After coming to the Ziluan Palace, the eunuch behind him unceremoniously gave Dahua a kick from behind.

Poof.

Dahua knelt down in front of Zhao Kuangheng.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xiang, who was already trembling, was as pale as rice paper at this moment.

He glared at the big flower, and his whole body trembled with anger.

"Why are you here?"

In an instant, Liu Xiang's face flashed with a strong murderous intent, and he was about to kill in front of Zhao Kuangheng.

However, just as it swooped out towards the big flower.

Zhao Kuangheng shouted.

"Presumptuous!"

"How dare you make trouble on the Purple Luan Palace? Do you deserve to die? ”

I saw Zhao Kuangheng's big hand under his sleeves holding it out of thin air.

Countless purple dragon qi condensed out of thin air, as if thousands of tentacles locked the willow phase hanging in mid-air.

At this time, Liu Xiang's heavy palm was only a stone's throw away from the big flower, but it was like being stuck in the mud, unable to move at all, no matter how he struggled, he was always suppressed by the dragon's anger.

Zhao Kuangheng's palm repeatedly.

Bang –

It was as if an invisible mountain had fallen on the Ziluan Palace, directly pressing the willow phase to the ground, and the white jade masonry on the ground was also broken and cracked.

The whole person's musculoskeletal bones were broken, and the cultivation was completely dispersed, and if it weren't for the fact that the heart was still beating, it would be almost no different from a dead person.

Zhao Kuangheng flicked his sleeves, then turned to face the dragon chair, and coldly ordered: "Seeing that these two people have all been taken down and put on death row in the palace, and if you can't ask anything, you can die with the two of them!" ”

Several old eunuchs looked at each other solemnly, and saluted Zhao Kuangheng one after another: "Huh! ”

Soon, the two were taken down the Ziluan Palace.

Somehow, after this great change, Dahua was as calm as an ancient well, and he didn't need the escort of the old eunuch at all, so he got up and went in the direction of death row.

On the other hand, Liu Xiang, the dignified patriarch of the pavilion was supported, as if he had become a dead dog whose life was not up to me, and he was dragged out of the hall by two old eunuchs, leaving a scarlet and piercing blood mark.

In the Ziluan Hall of Nuoda, only Zhao Kuangheng was left at this time.

He stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the golden dragon chair above him, and muttered to himself.

"Why? Why do you want to die and be born again? ”

"Do you think that in this way, you will be able to regain the dominance of the Great Zhou world?"

The tone was extremely cold, as if he was deliberately suppressing the anger in his heart.

"It's not easy for me to make this world have a clear and waveless sign,

Now I am the master of this great week! Shall you be touched by your fingers?

If I say you're dead, then you're born again a hundred times and a thousand times, and you're dead! ”

The smoke from the tomb of the former emperor soon reached the ears of civil and military officials and meritorious magnates.

They have different opinions on this, some say that it is a natural disaster, some say that it is a man-made disaster, and even link this matter with the great edict promulgated not long ago, saying that Zhao Kuangheng is perverse, and even God can't see it.

The call for Zhao Kuangheng's edict became more and more surging.

Of course, these are all arguments that different classes defend their own interests, and they have no idea the truth about the inside story.

In the back, even the statement that the emperor was still alive jumped out.

After all, it was the royal cemetery of the Great Zhou Dynasty, not only guarded by heavy soldiers, but also laid out a mysterious formation, and it was impossible for thieves to rob the tomb.

If it weren't for the resurrection of the first emperor, how could a good emperor's tomb smoke?

As for Chen Xiangbei's side, he didn't know anything about the chaos in the Jingshi.

He will be busy with what to do with Zhao Xuanlang's "next" body.

Because he imitated a copycat Zhao Xuanlang, he also invisibly inherited part of the Great Zhou Guoyun and became the real dragon of the world.

But what followed was inevitably standing on the opposite side of Zhao Xuanlang's "next" body.

Zhao Xuanlang's "next" body gave birth to some kind of instinctive rejection of Chen Xiangbei, and the whole skin swelled and expanded, exuding terrifying malice, as if he wanted to extinguish Chen Xiangbei.

Obviously, only one of the two can be saved.

How to choose?

Chen Xiangbei made a decision directly: "There can only be one Zhao Xuanlang in this world, and that is me, Chen Xiangbei!" ”

The next moment, he directly sacrificed the Gloomy Ecstasy Sword, and as far as the blade came, this skin bag was like a fallen leaf in the sky, turning into pieces.

However, after these torn skins hit the ground, they were still faintly moving, showing extremely strong vitality, as if they meant to restore the overlap.

In order to put an end to future troubles, Chen Xiangbei did not relentless at all, and used the Dafa of painting skin to devour these skins that had turned into fragments one by one for his own use.