Her voice fell calmly.

It's so calm that it's as if she's just saying, 'It's cool today, it's autumn'.

But this is clearly not the case.

I'm afraid that the immortal in the sky who gave birth to a pair of ears with the wind will happen to hear all the words of Fang Cai's whispers in the world...... The fairy with the ears of the wind will definitely abandon all the sound and movement, leaving only her calm and calm description of 'today's cool autumn today' lingering in her ears, and her mind will change, and she will not forget it for a long time.

"You are the First Emperor of Great Dreams. ”

The evening fragrance looked calm, and her voice was indifferent, as light as a feather.

But what she said was the most important sentence in this vast world.

It's also a sentence that even fools know very well and never dare to joke about.

There is only one emperor in a big dream.

In the vast world, this is the only one.

The sword can open the gate of heaven, and the vision can determine the future.

You can wave your fingers to close the world, and you can read the first ten thousand yuan.

He was revered as the 'First Emperor'.

It is naturally a more noble and prominent title than the 'Son of Heaven' in the east of Tianxing Mountain and the 'Great Emperor' in the west of Tianxing Mountain.

It's that no one dares to use it to speak.

Evening fragrance is not whispering.

She picked up the red demon eyes, and calmly looked at the white dress sitting directly on the bed—it was not much white, and the rough robe had already been dyed with blood and mud stains, and only from the corner could you see a little white, hidden, as if it were a sunset about to set.

The person wearing this white robe is called Wang Manxiu.

It is a bookkeeper from Pingshui County.

It's also the 'you' she said just now.

I saw Wang Manxiu raise his eyebrows slightly, his eyes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his mouth.

"I am...... The First Emperor?"

He looked at the purple five feet away, and looked at the indifferent look between her eyebrows, although he had already prepared in his heart, but when Wang Manxiu really heard it with his own ears, his heart trembled much less than when he saw the three saints in a hundred years in front of the gate of the Kuo family last night.

Wan Xiang met his stunned gaze and smiled, as if a little bitter.

"Yes and no. ”

She turned sideways, raised her eyebrows and looked at the sky flying on the wall, so that he on the bed couldn't see her face, and then her lips opened slightly, and she said with a slight bitterness, "That person's heart is higher than the sky after all." ”

Wang Manxiu was slightly stunned.

He knew that the 'person' in her words referred to the First Emperor, but he didn't quite understand the point that 'the heart is higher than the sky', and he didn't quite understand why she suddenly said this, so after a moment of thought, he asked in a deep voice, "What?"

Two words.

What the.

Something whatever.

What's what, what's.

It's so vague.

But Wanxiang still answered.

She leaned sideways, her eyes slightly closed.

"Thirty years of a dream. ”

This time it's five words.

Only three words more than two words.

But he said too much more than he did.

Thirty years of dreaming, thirty years and waking up.

There are no thousands of years, no ten thousand years, and no one is immortal.

I only know that on that Wanzhang Mountain, the Jade Emperor ascended to the sky, and he was extinct for a lifetime, and the world returned to the chaotic era.

The First Emperor was gone.

And without his big dream, without the big dream of the Jade Emperor in the world, it fell apart from the inside out and turned back into chaos because of all the ensuing problems.

The big dream is dead.

Those who have never been seen before will never see those who come after.

That man had clearly failed.

But if he is as high as him, it is absolutely impossible to collapse because of a defeat, and lose all the games because of a defeat.

The First Emperor naturally left a back hand.

But his back hand is a hundred years later.

"'A hundred years after I die, two sons will be born. These two sons each have three points of essence in their bodies, and they will definitely behave differently from ordinary people when they are young. I only hope that Wanxiang will find them for me when the time comes, help them, and finish what I have not done." ”

She looked up at the building in the mural, which looked like the court of the Great Dream, and quietly relayed the man's words.

The evening fragrance in the words naturally refers to her, and the I in the words is naturally the person's self-title.

As for the 'second son'......

Wang Manxiu frowned slightly.

After hesitating for a moment, he clenched his fists and wanted to say "I ......"

But he was not allowed to finish.

"You are one of those two sons. ”

The purple-haired woman turned her back to him, and there was a faint sound of breathing between her words.

"What you should do is to fulfill the idea of 'everyone is immortal' for Your Majesty. ”

She paused slightly, and opened her eyes.

"No, because of the spiritual eye, to disobey the destiny of heaven. ”

Tone falls.

Turn around.

Look at each other.

The spiritual eye naturally refers to Zhong Liyan, who was thirteen years old and saw the fortune of the world.

But this destiny ...... And what is it?

Does it refer to the three points of the spirit that the First Emperor hid in his body? Or does it refer to the number of heavenly lives he was born to be a human being? Or does it refer to the fact that he should have died last night, how could he have come back to life in the darkness at this time?

Wang Manxiu didn't quite understand.

Wang Manxiu didn't need to understand.

For after a brief moment of astonishment, his mind returned to its usual calmness.

At this moment, he looked at the bright-eyed and bright-toothed Wanxiang, and did not look away, nor was he silent.

He looked her squarely.

I opened my mouth word by word.

"I refuse. ”

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