"Father Jiang, is my Han really dead?"

When Liu Xie repeated this almost meaningless sentence again, there was already a trace of choked in his voice.

Hearing the slightly crying voice, Jiang Yu stopped thinking a little YY and looked down at him, as if she had seen his own past.

"Maybe Xiang'er was as miserable and desperate as he was at that time. ”

Thinking of this, Jiang Wu had already made up her mind, and said with a smile: "The big man will not die." ”

"Ahh

"The results will be available soon. ”

Listening to Jiang Wu's words, Liu Xie's face was flushed, and he replied heavily, "Hmm!"

Finally, the potter finished walking the steps, he looked back at the steps, and saw the ministers kneeling, the world in hand, this feeling made him extremely happy. I saw that he noticed it soon, and he didn't kneel, and Jiang Wu and Liu Xie, who were standing, had a cold face.

Seeing that the potter had already walked to the dragon chair of the Jinluan Palace, Chen Qi, the veteran minister of the Xuzhou Group who was in charge of the enthronement ceremony, opened the yellow silk and read aloud: "Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict is ......"

Hearing these two words written by himself, the potter had temporarily forgotten the unhappiness just now, and he was very happy.

"Please go to the palace and ascend the throne as emperor!"

The pottery merchant was stunned, and Diao Chan, who was beside the dragon chair with a happy face and a phoenix crown holding Tao Qian, was also stunned, and the family of three was stunned to watch Jiang Wu take Liu Xie's hand and call long live in Baiguan Mountain and come to the stage.

"Han Yu, do you want to rebel?"

Finally, the potter reacted and scolded angrily.

Chen Qili ignored it, but respectfully knelt down and bowed to the river, "Welcome to my emperor!"

Seeing that the potter's lungs exploded, "Come and take my broken dragon halberd!"

The potter waited for a long time, but the guards around him remained motionless.

"Are you deaf?"

The roar of anger shook the earth, but in exchange for the expressions of everyone around them as if they were looking at fools.

Wutian, who was mixed with the guards on the side, also smiled, and said secretly: "After waiting for so long, it's finally time to harvest." ”

"You, Jingning, did you do all this, you want to rebel?"

At this moment, the potter had forgotten that he had just now had malice towards Jiang Wu not kneeling down, and he had forgotten that he had turned a blind eye to Jiang Wu's meritorious deeds in the past few years, and now Jiang Wu is still the original potter's title of Bi Ma Wen.

He felt that he had taken the moral high ground and looked down on all beings.

"When did I rebel?"

Jiang Wu said with a smile on her face.

The potter didn't answer, he had already forced himself to calm down, he looked at the surrounding ministers of civil and military affairs and said coldly: "Do you think that if you rebel against these ministers of civil and military affairs, you will be able to seize the world that I fight?

"Fengxiao, you tell him, whose army of 100,000 is outside the palace?"

"Bong-hyo?"

The potter looked incredulous.

"Lord, admit defeat! There are people from Jingning inside and outside the palace, and this world no longer belongs to you. ”

"Impossible! How did he rebel against Zhang He, Huang Zhong, Zhang Xiu, and Ma Chao?"

Guo Jia's face was painful, disappointed, and relieved, maybe from today he would no longer have to bear the torment in his heart, he replied respectfully: "My lord, the centurion, thousand, and partial generals of the 100,000-strong army are all Xuzhou veterans who have surrendered to Jingning, and the four nominal commanders are useless at all." ”

"No, it won't, you lied to me!

The potter in the state of rage is like an angry-eyed Vajra, waiting for the Bodhisattva, the jade steps are shattered in his steps, and the air is condensed.

Looking at such a violent and ferocious potter, everyone was terrified.

Wutian's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the calm Jiang Wu in the field with interest, and smiled: "After hiding for so many years, are you finally going to expose your strength?"

While muttering to himself, he remembered that when he was on the battlefield in Xuchang, Jiang Wu revealed a trace of saint-level Dao aura when she fused the Qi Luck Spirit Treasure, and her eyes became more and more solemn.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth roared, the nine heavens shook, and a yellow-robed man flew out like a dead dog, vomiting blood.

Unlike the stunned ministers around him, Wutian was puzzled, and said secretly: "There is a saint's breath hidden in the power of the heavenly and human level, is he a saint-level master who has given him a talisman magic weapon, or is there a saint-level existence that seals his cultivation?"

The potter didn't care about the blood spurting out of his mouth, and his face was incredulous, so that he went crazy: "Hahahahaha! It turns out that you are the one who hides the deepest! You have been watching my jokes since the first day you met me!"

As he spoke, he cried.

"Lord ......"

Guo Jiamu couldn't bear it.

"Do you have any last words?"

"Yes, that is, I want you to die!"

The power was exploding, and at this moment, the potter's adrenal hormones were overloaded, and the blood rushing in his heart seemed to be about to burst his chest in the next moment, but it was useless, under the palm of his hand, he rushed to Huangquan with a thick unwillingness.

Wutian smiled, his guess was indeed correct, this was a victory of wisdom.

Wait a minute......

Wutian didn't be happy for long, and he was a little confused. The golden dragon of luck on the pottery merchant's body was absorbed by Jiang Wu without the slightest resistance, and did not escape in the slightest.

"That's not how the script is written!"

"Qi Luck Spirit Treasure is in charge of the world's Qi Fortune, how can Jiang Wu Qi Luck Golden Dragon, who has fused Qi Luck Spirit Treasure, resist?"

Xiaojie did not forget to mend the knife and said.

Jiang Wu didn't notice Wutian who was hiding on the side and was speechless, strolled to Liu Xie's side, took his hand, stood on top of the hundred officials and said loudly: "I don't like political affairs, I have my righteous son Liu Xie, the emperor of Han Xian, who rules over the hundred officials and is mighty all over the world!"

The officials are shocked, and the world is shocked!

Rumble!

As soon as Jiang Wu's words fell, the sky suddenly turned and thunder exploded.

Wutian has never been a person who can't afford to lose, and if he miscalculates, he will be wrong, but when he heard Jiang Wu's words to let Liu Xie succeed to the throne, Wutian knew that he was not wronged by losing, because he was wrong from beginning to end.

He thinks that the plot will converge with history, so he thinks that Jiang Wu, as a courtier, will be like Sima Yi, but the real history is that the plot world is finally unified by historical figures, which is the real plot.

But at this time, the huge roar made him stop thinking, he looked up at the sky, only to see that in the midst of the changes in the wind and clouds, a blood-red heavenly dragon corpse suddenly appeared.

After a second, the blood red seemed to spread, and after a few minutes, Wu Tiancai discovered that it was not the blood red that expanded, but the blood rain in the sky, which was the blood of the dead Sky Dragon.

But the strange thing is that except for Jiang Wu looking at the sky with a solemn face, no one can find the unusualness at this time like Wutian.

Liu Xie clenched Jiang Wu with a trembling expression and said, "Father Jiang?"

Jiang Wu came back to her senses, lowered her head and smiled: "Let's go, Xie'er, from today on, the world is yours." ”

Liu Xie burst into tears, and followed Jiang Wu to the dragon chair and sat down.