The mist of blood in the sky fluttered in the air and sprinkled the earth. The ministers below the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info, each of them exhaled for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and the soldiers and generals who had been tempered happily raised their hands and shouted: "Long live His Royal Highness the Prince! Long live the emperor! Long live the Great Zhou!"

Di Jin stood in the air as if he hadn't heard Ji Wuchang's question, quietly staring at Emperor Zhou Ji Wuchang, looking at his sideburns that had already appeared a little white, looking at the loving and expectant gaze in his eyes, his heart was a little confused.

Whether it is windy and rainy, or the weather is cold and warm, every time Emperor Ji Wuchang of Zhou passes by the prince's palace, he looks at his eyes, always with a kind of warmth of father and son, this feeling makes Di Jin's heart melt a little; when it is cold, there is a place to live to keep warm; when people are hungry, there is a place to live to fill their stomachs; for mortals in the world, happiness is not so. For 18 years, Emperor Ji Wuchang of Zhou is competent as a father, he will hire the best master for himself to teach, personally tell himself the local customs of the Great Zhou Kingdom, tell himself the way of being a king, tell himself where there are the most beautiful women, where there are the best spirits, and teach him how to strategize and control the general trend of the world.

These were all things that his father did not teach him when he lived in Beacon Hill in his previous life. Although, for Di Jin, he doesn't care about everything about mortals, but he has learned a lot in the accumulation day by day, and sometimes he will quarrel and debate with Ji Wuchang, but this does not hinder the feelings of the two of them, relatively speaking, for himself in the previous life, he prefers the current life, sometimes he even wants not to take revenge, just an ordinary mortal, but he came up and let him meet the old manager Wang Junli, so that his body has the qualification of cultivating immortals, so when the opportunity comes to him, the flame of his revenge rises。

"Father, I am not a mortal after all, and Da Zhou is just my temporary refuge, are you sure you want me to continue to stay in Da Zhou?" Di Jin replied as he watched Ji Wuchang, who was wearing a dragon robe, standing tall in the air from the broken red ribbon supported by the Protector.

"I don't care who you used to be, since you now have the blood of my Great Zhou royal family in your bones, then, no matter who you are, you can't escape the fact that you are my son. Emperor Ji Wuchang's majestic eyes revealed a look of pride, and he said to Di Jin who seemed to be indifferent.

Di Jin smiled understandingly, and glanced at Ji Wuchang: "In the Great Zhou, I am still the crown prince Ji Long, I promise you, and outside I am Di Jin." I am Di Jin, then, I am destined to do something, an earth-shattering thing. ”

"What's the matter?" Soon after Liu Yeqing's death, Zhou Emperor Ji Wuchang's expression gradually slowed down, and his majestic demeanor returned to his body, looking at his most beloved son.

Although Li Changyu, the protector of the country, was already a monk in the foundation building period, but in the conversation between the two, he was still frightened, and sweat flowed from time to time on his handsome face, he wanted to leave this place, but he wanted to support the emperor in the air, so he could only regard himself as a wooden man, looking at the sky and not making a sound.

"I'm going to kill people, many, many people. The deep eyes of the blue-robed prince Di Jin, who had been hiding for a long time, revealed a murderous intent hidden for a long time, although he wanted to rebel against this fateful arrangement, but for now he could only choose to obey in silence.

"Killing, do you want a lot of people?" Ji Wuchang pressed the pinch mark on his neck, felt a little sore, and turned sideways to look at Di Jin and asked with some confusion.

"Yes, many, many, and all of them are people like Liu Yeqing today. Di Jin spit out his heart indifferently, with no scruples, and no suspicion that someone would leak this matter on the spot.

"Gollum!" Ji Wuchang swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his throat, his body shook, and he was a little surprised: "Are you sure you can kill immortals, and there are many, many immortals?" Ji Wuchang felt more and more that his son was becoming more and more strange and mysterious, he was a little surprised by the current situation, and then looked at the people who were constantly rising and falling in the air at a height of 100 meters, and his expression tightened.

Di Jin looked at Ji Wuchang with some amusement, he found for the first time that Ji Wuchang was so "cute" in addition to messing with flowers and grass everywhere, could it be that he would joke with him; he quietly felt the changes in the blood-colored mist in the air around him, gradually dissipating; he was a little irritable about the passage of life, but he had to do it, his mind turned and patted his clothes, and looked at the sky behind him with an inexplicable expression:" Kill those who deserve to be killed, kill those who heaven and earth do not tolerate, kill all these injustices, if even this God can't tolerate me, then I will collapse the heavens!"

After listening to Di Jin's remarks, the scarlet tweezers of Wang Junli, the old manager on the side of the coffin, became more and more scarlet, looking at Di Jin's eyes more and more appreciative and loving, but Ji Wuchang was shocked by Di Jin's words, felt a little silent in his chest, inexplicably uncomfortable; he never thought that Di Jin would face such a huge pressure, but today's short exchange made Ji Wuchang deeply feel his failure as a father, he once thought that one day when he was old, he would hand over the throne of the Great Zhou to his son Ji Long, let him treat the people well and rule the world, but he never thought of letting him stab this day！

A little panicked, Ji Wuchang's majestic face squirmed slightly, but the corners of his mouth didn't know how to speak, seeing Di Jin's indifferent expression, as if he had made up his mind, he said: "Lu'er, no, Jin'er, if you want to kill someone, your father can't help you too much, but at least you can bear it with you; ”

On Di Jin's fair and handsome face, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he smiled heartily: "Hahaha... Ladies and gentlemen, we have been standing in the air for a long time, and it is time to go down, but today's trip is very happy! Isn't it my father?"

Zhou Emperor Ji Wuchang saw Di Jin calling him his father, and muttered to himself silently, a little surprised: "I know, I know that whether it is Ji Long or Di Jin, you will still recognize me after all." ”

Wang Junli, the head of the white cabinet on the side, nodded when he heard this, and they all stretched their brows happily; Li Changyu, the protector of the country, couldn't help but sweat in his heart: "I also invite His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to return to the palace with His Majesty to preside over the overall situation." ”

Di Jin nodded slightly, ready to drive the Golden Leaf Sword, and in his contemplation, he noticed something, pointed to the ruins below, and took the demon avoidance bead that Liu Yeqing had fallen before into his arms, and thought to himself: "If the Yin Xuan Pavilion knows that a holy woman has died, I am afraid that the sky will change." ”

High in the sky, the coffin of Wang Junli, the chief of Ouchi, was divided, divided into five, turned into five giant coffins, and slowly fell to the main hall of the palace with a few people.

Seeing the smoke rising from all directions, Li Changyu, the protector of the country, waved his spiritual power and waved his spiritual energy, sweeping away all the smoke and dust that filled the air around him, leaving only a piece of corpse ruins.

At this time, Ji Wuchang walked out of the support of the protector, and the ministers surrounded him one after another; although Ji Wuchang was a little tired, he also mustered up his spirit and looked at the courtiers with dignity and shouted: "Since the tax exemption last year, the agriculture of the Great Zhou Dynasty has flourished, and the eternal Tai has been opened, and now that the immortal messenger has died, my Great Zhou will be more prosperous and prosperous, and it will never fall for thousands of generations!"

After hearing this, the courtiers knelt down around Ji Wuchang and shouted: "My Great Zhou is prosperous, and it will never fall for thousands of generations!"

Di Jin, who was wearing the crown prince's costume on the side, looked at the majestic Zhou Emperor Ji Wuchang who was supported by everyone, and thought of the way he looked when he pleaded with him just now, and couldn't help but feel that it was not a loss that the emperor's face changed so quickly.

But all this is what he cherishes, with a dark golden hair crown, and the long black hair with a slight blue color fluttering in the wind, Di Jin looked at the people around him with some relief, even if he was knocked down, as long as there was the existence of the main backbone, the dead things would be stronger, and the same was true for Da Zhou.

"Flowers bloom and fall again, and there are times when they meet and say goodbye. At this point, the ancestor worship ceremony of the Great Zhou Kingdom officially came to an end,...... Three days after the ancestor worship.

The remnants of the martial arts gathered at the foot of Beiji Mountain to inform the world: He Yi of the Jiuyang Sect and He Juheng of the Bikong Sect were greedy for life and afraid of death, rebelled against the royal family of the Zhou State, colluded with demons, and everyone was punished! The next day, the martial arts heroes surrounded and suppressed the two factions with the support of the forces of the Great Zhou royal family, and forced the two originators of the sect to abandon their whole body skills, and since then they have been sealed and killed in the world.

Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer, and the end of war will eventually bring a devastating disaster. After the ancestor worship ceremony, the Great Zhou Emperor Ji Wuchang personally posted the imperial list to announce the cause and effect of the civil strife in the palace, informing the Great Zhou that nearly a million young men had died, and also informed them of their own incompetence and resentment, and the whole country mourned. In order to show his sympathy for the people, Ji Wuchang personally announced: exempt the whole country from taxes for two years, pay compassionate money to the families of the dead soldiers, and open the country widely, hold the imperial examination in advance, and recruit people with lofty ideals to serve the country.

Although the families who lost their husbands and sons were grief-stricken, they also felt the sincerity of Emperor Zhou. All of a sudden, among the many families, young sons and daughters came out, and they were far away from home, thrown into the military camp, and participated in the imperial examination. For the peace of the people of Zhou, and for the family to live a more happy life in peace. For this reason, they are not afraid of any enemy, even at the cost of their own lives.