"Di Xin, kill yourself, I will give you the dignity that an emperor deserves!"

Crackling!

A thunderclap sounded in an instant, followed by an extremely indifferent voice from the void, without the slightest emotion, just like the original owner of the voice had no feelings.

Di Xin's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the mirror shadow of the Void for a long time, the golden light in his eyes was reversed, and countless images were disillusioned, but in the end, only a piece of emerald green was left, just like the color of the four mirror shadows.

"Heavenly Dao Saint!"

With a long breath, Di Xin's tone was a little bitter, and he slowly spit out these four words.

"Tongtian is dead, you can't support it alone, if you commit suicide, leave you the dignity of the emperor, and resist stubbornly, we will wait for a shot, thousands of miles of songs, and turn into ashes!"

Another indifferent voice came, and there was no room for words, as if he didn't take Di Xin to heart at all.

Sonorous!

After this sound, a terrifying killing intent gushed out from the shadows of the Void Mirror on all sides, and then the four ancient swords of black, red, green, and purple suddenly appeared, hanging in the east and west of Chaoge City.

The quaint sword body was like a pillar of heaven, and the cold killing intent was almost condensed into substance, and the surrounding space seemed to be squeezed into mercury, and the condensation pressure pressed everyone under Chaoge City.

"Kill and fall!"

Di Xin is no stranger to these swords, he naturally knows the sword that the demon lord has with him, and he is also well versed in the sharpness of the four swords of Zhuxian, but this goodbye, the four swords of Zhuxian are still the four swords of Zhuxian, but the reckless and bold lord of the demon clan at the beginning is no longer human.

"As soon as the saint says, he will judge the life and death of the widow, even if Brother Tongtian knows that he can't do it, and does it, even if the widow doesn't help the demon master, he won't be said by you, so he will kill himself. ”

"Hmph! Stubborn resistance, the curse saint has already set up a seven soul fear spell for you, even if you cultivate to be comparable to a heavenly saint, but without the saint rank, it is still inevitable that your body and soul will die!"

Di Xin's face changed, and another saint spoke, and a mysterious spell saint was also implicated.

Daji looked at Di Xin with a flushed face, her beautiful eyes were full of sadness and questions, and her slightly red and swollen eyes stared at Di Xin, as if to ask if this was true or false.

With a bitter smile, sensing more and more black and red filaments in his body, Di Xin finally knew that the silk thread that had made him drowsy for seven days was originally called the Seven Souls Fear Curse.

"The Ghost Dao Saint also made a move!"

Some coughed weakly, and many black lines suddenly appeared on the originally ruddy face, covering the face like a spider web, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Your Majesty......"

With a slight wave of his hand, he motioned for Daji not to speak, and after a flash of golden light, those black silk threads were immediately suppressed.

"The widow promised you, but there is one condition, the widow wants the Qingqiu clan to be evergreen for thousands of years. ”

"Promise you. ”

The last saint finally spoke, but it was extremely indifferent, only three simple words, which made people feel more uncomfortable than the indifferent voices of the previous saints.

After the saint finished speaking, the purple Immortal Sword in the sky turned into a streamer, and disappeared with a void mirror, followed by the other three saints who also left.

Ji Fa's complexion changed suddenly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes staring at Di Xin, but it was quickly concealed, and he did not show any discomfort.

The princes below couldn't help but change their color, this is the power of the saint, a king as strong as Di Xin, even when the four saints did not appear, he was still forced to commit suicide.

Although the four saints have left, and Di Xin is still alive, everyone knows that Di Xin, the last monarch of the Great Shang, will come to an end today, because he has exchanged his non-resistance for the longevity of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, which is his reward for not giving up on Daji until his death.

Looking at the figure of the emperor's robe on the city tower, more than one chose to be silent, this powerful king, now there is not even a person around him to collect the corpse, and the courtiers who are loyal to him have also been killed in the battle of Jiepai Pass, which can't help but make people a little unhappy.

"Martial King. ”

Immediately after the four saints left, several princes immediately stepped forward and bowed to this Ji Fa.

"Go, what the Lone King promised before will not change. ”

"Thank you King Wu, King Wu will ascend the throne as a king in the future, and I will be a minister for generations. ”

Dozens of princes immediately led their troops into the city to divide this historical imperial capital of the human race, which was a condition for them to lead the army to support Ji Fa.

After all the princes walked into Chaoge City, Ji Fa sneered, remembering the transmission of the primordial saint before parting, and silently said to himself in his heart: "Come to Japan as a minister, no need, since you are the princes of the Great Shang, then go on the road with Di Xin, forty-seven princely generals are enough to be your funeral offerings, and the dignity of the king, the four saints are also counted as you." ”

"Return to Xiqi!"

Ji issued an order, and although most of the remaining princes and generals were dissatisfied, they still began to leave.

I don't know when, the figures of Di Xin and Daji have disappeared above the castle tower, but a nine-story tower in Chaoge City is lit up, shining like thousands of stars in the depths of the sea of stars, that building is called the Star Picking Tower, and the fire is called Sky Starlight.

Out of nowhere, a faint sound of music came out, and the starlight on the star-picking tower shone non-stop, like a spirit dancing to the music, disillusioned, bright and extinguished.

On the star-picking platform, Di Xin leaned on the emperor's throne, looking at Daji dancing below with misty eyes, only to feel that life was just like this, it was rare to be accompanied by a red face, and he couldn't help but start singing again:

"There are beautiful women in the north, condensed and charming, Qiu Ge is smiling, fragrant and jade, light and pink, dancing in the wind and making snow, drunk and leaning on the king, and the head of the goose is yellow;"

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"Bow down to the mountains and hills, be independent and strong; the body is forbidden to the palace, and the people are in all directions; bow your head to the palace, Zhang Huaxuan is noble; plan to discuss Kyushu, and the language is shocking to the temple;"

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"The king is in the twilight, who is sincere, the white head is not old, the red face is dead, don't ask about the present day, sing and dance, join hands with Huang Quanxi, continue the fate in the next life!"

Di Xin sang like thunder, Daji danced like a butterfly, and countless blood-colored beads flew out of her body, not only not a little bloody, but also with a strange sacredness.

Like the petals after the autumn fall, mixed with countless blood beads of heaven and earth vitality, sprinkled on every blue brick and stone pillar of the Star Picking Tower, igniting a holy milky white flame, this is the sky starlight, like a bright flame like starlight.

It is rumored that there are countless wonderful dances between heaven and earth, but there is one dance that is the most beautiful, the beauty is difficult to describe in words, but it is full of sorrow, because this dance is to dance with life, her beauty lies in the sublimation of life in every movement, and every bow is the passing of youth, her name is "Funeral Hongyan".

The beauty of the funeral red face is not only because she wants to beat with her life, but also because she is a woman with extreme affection, who can only jump out for the sake of her beloved, end her life, and dance the love at this time.

This enchanting Qingqiu fox lord, the glamorous princess of the world, at the end of the king's curtain, was willing to accompany the king to walk the Huangquan Road, and finally danced this sad "funeral red face", burying her in her prime, but the whole is an unforgettable love.

Di Xin's singing voice had long since dissipated, a dull snoring sound came from his chest, and the vitality in his body began to slowly dissipate, a saint made a calculation, even with a powerful cultivator like him, it was already the limit that he could hold on for so long under the Seven Souls Fear Curse.

Awake to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beauties, but he has been awake all his life, and he has been thinking hard for the human race, lest he will cause a catastrophe of overturning because of him in this desolate land of crises everywhere, and now, it is rare to have a chance to get drunk.

Daji danced faster and faster, her breath became weaker and weaker, and the sparks on the Star-Picking Tower became stronger and stronger, and from a distance, it looked as if it was infused with starlight, dyeing the already black night into day.

"Master Hou, pick up the star building......"

"Don't worry about it, even if Di Xin is about to die, it's not something we can compete with after all, let this star picking tower disappear with Di Xin. ”

As the imperial capital of the human race, Chaoge City does not know how many treasures it has collected, and now under the plundering of these princes, it has long lost its former glory, and even the plaque on the palace has been torn down, which is really greedy.

These princes who had gone crazy did not realize that there was a pair of eyes staring at them secretly, and there was endless coldness in their indifferent eyes, it was the national teacher Shen Gong who had left earlier.

Placing Di Xin's head on his lap, Da Ji gently stroked the pale bun of Di Xin's sideburns, but his dark eyes were filled with rare happiness.

In this life, the king is a concubine, and the concubine's heart dies with the king; there are many lonely widows on the Huangquan Road, and the concubine is the king's companion and envy others.

WhewW......

A bleak cold wind blew through the roof of the star-picking building, lifting the gold-carved jade curtain, and on the cold and lonely star-picking building, the luster of the stars bloomed its brilliance on every inch of stone steps and every bronze pillar.

Bang!

As if the earth dragon had turned over, the entire Chaoge City suddenly trembled, and countless cracked openings were like the mouths of giant beasts, mercilessly devouring all the houses and lives in the city.

Princely generals, pawns, war horses and beasts, there are cries of death everywhere, but under the changes of this day, they are so powerless and so small.

In the entire Chaoge City, the only thing that has not changed is the Star Picking Tower, the holy white light is like a hard fortress, even if the ground outside is turned upside down, I will not move.

Others found this last hope, and it surged like flies, but it quickly melted into the white flames of the stars, and only added a little light, even to the mighty princes.

A tomb where the emperor is buried, the thief is buried, he is a minister in his life, and the emperor serves the chariot and horse in front of the emperor, and after he dies, he is rebellious, and he serves the soul of the king in the tomb.

The wind is up......

Snow, falling......

Towards the song city, blurred......