Wang Manxiu's face was not very good.

Wang Manxiu's face was really not too good.

Of course, now that he is seriously injured, the pain in his chest has long been like a red fire, and his face is not much better......

But at this moment, Wang Manxiu's face was a little worse than just now.

I saw him tighten his palms, frowning, a pair of bright eyes like a mirror moon in the water, staring at the purple dress five feet away.

It's about a little annoyed.

Probably a little embarrassed.

Wang Manxiu didn't know the meaning of Wanxiang's words, nor did he not realize that there was a silent game between the three saints behind his journey...... It's just that when she can say all this so calmly in front of her, there is naturally a nameless fire rising in Wang Manxiu's heart.

Thinking about it, if he had heard these words yesterday, he would have stopped saying more at this time, and he would have directly grabbed his sword, and he would definitely do his best to make the female goblin in front of him pay the price for her hippie smile - no matter what the result is, this is Wang Manxiu's approach, and it is what he has always done.

But today, when he is sitting on the bed, he will not be like this.

It's not because the Qinghe Sword in his hand doesn't know where it went, and it's not because he can't feel even a bit of luck from his scarred body now.

It's just that he had a dream.

A big dream that stands on top of all the feet.

"You ......"

Wang Manxiu took a long breath of pain, calmed the anger in his chest, suppressed some trembling voices, and said to her at the end of the bed, "What do you want to do?"

Seeing that Wanxiang blinked in surprise a little, and looked at his face, it seemed that he didn't expect that Wang Manxiu, who would start with [Knock the King's Court] just when he saw Fuliu, would be so calm. Since she had already told him that Fuliu's trip was something she had arranged a long time ago, then he shouldn't hate himself much less than he did for Fuliu—and maybe even more because of that Zhang Shan's death.

But Wang Manxiu didn't make a move.

Wanxiang originally thought that it was this Wang Manxiu who had discovered the loss of fortune in her body and understood that she was not her enemy at all now, so she wanted to learn from her husband to be able to bend and stretch - but when she saw the look on his face clearly, she quickly dispelled the idea she had just made.

Wang Manxiu really didn't make a move.

But it seems that he will strike at any time.

His dark eyes stared at her so coldly, although the anger was slightly reduced, but the killing intent was no less.

"Huh. ”

Yu Wanxiang moved her body slightly, and avoided his gaze with a somewhat unnatural side face, and said with a light smile, "You should know that the concubine has saved you again-"

"What the hell are you trying to do. ”

Bai Yi interrupted her coldly.

Unceremoniously.

It's almost impossible to tell who is the patient lying in bed and covered in wounds.

Wanxiang blinked, and didn't talk to herself anymore.

She brushed her skirt up, turned around, stood at the end of the bed, looked at the white clothes in front of the bed, and pursed her lips in reply.

"The Zhou family wants to find the Seven Stars, Fuliu wants to become the Jade Emperor, and the concubine wants to fulfill that person's entrustment. ”

She said unpleasantly, as if she was afraid that he would not hear clearly.

And he naturally heard it clearly.

I saw Wang Manxiu raise his eyebrows slightly, looked at her who was standing at the end of the bed, surrounded by the purple mist in the room, and asked, "That person?"

Wanxiang smiled slightly, and replied, "You must have seen it." ”

Wang Manxiu did not deny it.

He replied, "What entrustment?"

When the words fell, Wanxiang showed a smile.

I saw that the pupils in her eyes gradually lengthened, and suddenly became almonds, and then the two jade hands patted lightly, fanned a gust of wind, blew into the purple mist around her, and stomped her feet slightly.

But I didn't see those purple mist rising from the wind and scattering away.

In fact, there are pieces of magnificent mountains and rivers, and the spring scenery of the past, floating in the purple mist, lifelike, and real!

Wang Manxiu opened his eyes slightly.

Because of this mystical vision.

It's also because of a figure in that fantasy image.

A figure he knew very well.

The hairpin crown is tied with hair, the black clothes are golden, and the sheath is vermilion.

The facial features are handsome, the eyebrows are vigorous, and they are like real dragons.

......

Looking at the year, big dreams opened.

In the wind and rain, Jin Ge Iron Horse, an aurora descended from the sky, and 100,000 heavenly soldiers followed.

In the fluttering, the broken walls and tiles, a roar rushed into the sky, and the two dynasties went one after another.

The world is unified.

It's a big dream.

See you

The black-clothed man with the sword in his hand stood on the Wanzhang Mountain, between the clouds.

Four men in military uniforms stood behind him, their faces unclear, and they all bowed their heads.

And in front of them, under the ten thousand feet, above the earth, millions of soldiers and people were kneeling on the ground, prostrating themselves to them.

They are like the waves of the sea, bowing their heads, knocking on the ground, getting up, bowing their heads again, and the cycle goes on and on.

Reign on earth, nothing more.

And it's at this time.

The man in black with the golden dragon pattern raised his head, and no longer looked at everything in the world, but stretched out his right hand and grabbed the incomparably bright sun in the sky.

It is a one-handed grip day.

It is a gentle opening.

"If you can live forever...... That's it. ”

Tone falls.

Seeing a person behind him, he bowed his head and said in a clear voice, "Your Majesty, why not? As long as Your Majesty is willing to use the secret technique of concubine wealth to refine a thousand divine souls every day, you will naturally be able to live forever." ”

At the moment when he heard this voice, Wang Manxiu in front of the bed was suddenly stunned, and opened his eyes to look at the purple dress in the illusion.

The voice...... This voice is not ......

"Eveningincense. ”

The man didn't turn back, but said to her behind him in a voice with a little smile, "Then if I want to live for another two or three hundred years, won't I have to stop hearing the baby's cry in this big dream?"

"Why. As long as His Majesty is willing to issue a holy decree and ask for more children in the world, it will naturally be solved. ”

I saw that Wan Wanxiang, who was dressed in pitch-black array armor, bent down slightly, raised her eyebrows slightly, quietly glanced at the black clothes in front of her, and said softly, "Come to think of it, if you can prolong the life of Your Majesty through the ages, the world should regard it as honor." ”

Her voice was warm and firm, not at all as long and soft as she was now.

Wang Manxiu glanced at the purple skirt at the end of the bed with some surprise, and when the latter saw him, he smiled at him sideways, and didn't seem to feel embarrassed.

"Hahaha, what Wanxiang said is also interesting. ”

In the illusion, the man in black laughed lightly, put down his right hand stretched out to the sun, and looked back at the world.

"You'll be wrong, though. ”

The evening fragrance in military uniform was slightly stunned, raised her eyebrows and said, "Then Your Majesty means ......"

I saw him in front of him taking a step forward, stepping on the clouds and mist, looking at everything in the world.

"I want to live forever. ”

"But what I want is not my immortality. ”

"It's the immortality of this earth. ”

"Everyone lives forever. ”

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