When the live broadcast of Kuaichuan is in progress

Chapter 338 Su Daji Who Wants to Subvert ([-])
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Beicheng Nansheng: Di Xin has such a heart, if he wants to confuse him, it's not easy.Is it possible that a saint has a method that benefits everything but does no harm?

Beicheng Nansheng: To put it bluntly, in this era, the lives of the people are all tied to the emperor, and the emperor has no intention of being cruel and incompetent in his political affairs, and he still thinks about not harming the people, what a bitch.

Beicheng Nansheng: Either mentally retarded or a bitch, the identification is beyond doubt.

Dimly lit place: ...

Lang Jiujiu: ...

Anchor: ...

All the ellipses in the live broadcast room represented everyone's confused mood.

Even Shengge didn't expect that Beicheng Nansheng would be so indignant.

Anchor: Heck, come on, let’s start discussing the next aspect.

Sure enough, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the live broadcast room, maybe the three cobblers can really stand up to Zhuge Liang.

Shengge is self-aware, no matter how good she is at fighting, and no matter how powerful her strength is, she cannot be an opponent of the Five Sages.

Well, she plans to hang on first.

Wretched development, don't waver.

This is the prehistoric era, Hongjun Sanqing Nuwa Zhun mentioned...

Which one is not a big shot.

Even the great sage in her heart, who is so powerful and omnipotent, can only be regarded as a child in front of this group of people.

If you walk too rough, your waist will flash: Anchor, has Nuwa become a saint?

Anchor: Nuwa created humans, so she should be regarded as a saint of the human race and the demon race.

If you walk too sloppy, you will lose your waist: Good boy, mentally retarded anchor, then you are not the five saints, plus the ancestor Hongjun, you have to face seven big bosses.

Anchor: ...

Can Shengge say that she really counted on her fingers when she saw Brother Tailang's words...

Anchor: I just don't want to be a pawn, and I don't want to turn against all the bosses. Since it is a big game of conferring gods, it must be intertwined. As long as there is a mistake in one link, the whole game will be ruined.

Sheng Ge said that she didn't have the courage to turn against all the bosses.

Shengge knew that, as far as Daji was concerned, Nuwa should be the one who was most annoyed.

As the glass scumbags in the live broadcast room said, Nuwa's move is indeed a bit contradictory.

There is such a sentence in Fengshen Yanyi: "Qi reported to the empress that in the past, it was the empress who used the demon banner to recruit the little demon to go to the court to sing, sneak into the palace, confuse King Zhou, make him not follow the righteous way, and ruin his world. The little animal was ordered, Everything is flattering, go to his side, and make him ruin the world; now he is dying, and he is about to restore his mother's order. Unexpectedly, he is chased by Yang Jian. On the way, he meets the empress's holy driver, and I still hope that the empress will rescue him. The empress tied the little animal away instead. , Seeing Jiang Ziya lose his hair, isn't it that the empress has turned against me? I hope the empress will be the judge."

Nvwa replied, "I made you ruin the world of Yin and Shang. It was because of the number of weather: I didn't mean that you committed crimes for no reason, mutilated the living, poisoned the loyal, and were extremely grotesque. You are so virtuous to the heavens. Today you are full of sins. Righteousness."

This is Nuwa's sophistry after the matter is accomplished.

To be honest, she also wanted to ask, is it possible that the boss has a way of painting with a unique style in his heart that does not harm the people and is not cruel?Let everyone hear it.

hmmmmmm…

Shengge felt that this was the only way to replace her thoughts.

Daji's crime is unforgivable, so as a saint, is it really necessary to take care of her body and mind alone?

Shengge curled his lips. Sure enough, no matter what era it is, what the fist insists on is only reasonable.

Alas, when will this little fairy be able to harden her fists to such an extent, when she sees the Great Sage, she should be able to beat the Great Sage down without any effort.

Beautiful.

When the time comes, the Great Sage will probably have to call her Patriarch.

Yu Sheng Gu Liang: Anchor, as a monster, you have a long lifespan, so as long as you don't die, you can actually wait until the Great Sage...

Shengge is speechless, the Great Sage will always live in the heart of the glass ball in the live broadcast room.

Thousands of years, she probably wouldn't live that long.

After overturning that game of chess, her fate should not be much better.

As for seeing the great sage, just let it happen.

After becoming a generation of demon queen, Sheng Ge's mood is painful and happy.

She really wanted to know where the lower limit of Yi Yi was...

Pan Jinlian, Su Daji...

This little fairy is also drunk.

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Today's Daji has done a lot of evil, which has long attracted complaints. Countless people wish to peel off their skin and cramps and get rid of it quickly.

The beauty of the beauty, the disaster of the country, the enchantress, this title has become synonymous with Daji.

Shengge felt that she was in a difficult situation now, with tigers in front and wolves in back, and she was in a dilemma.

If you want to realize Daji's wish to subvert this game of chess, you must prevent the collapse of Yin Shang.

It's easier said than done.

Can the king who walks the bird naked really bring the people well-being, and can he guard this huge country?
To be reasonable, she didn't believe it anyway.

Shengge didn't know what the real Di Xin was like, nor did she know how brave and mighty Di Xin used to be, but the meeting in the wine pool and meat forest just now made her subconsciously reject Di Xin in her heart.

Today's Di Xin can no longer afford the responsibility of being the lord of the world, even though he was once young and powerful.

How to be good?

Shengge frowned, and walked back to Daji's palace through the ancient corridors and walls of Shang Palace like a ghost, took off the heavy ornaments on her head, and sighed long.

Even though today's Shang Palace looks a bit sad as a hero's twilight, Sheng Ge can still imagine her prosperity.

"My concubine, why are you sighing?"

A cool and majestic voice came from behind the layers of curtains.

"Concubine Ai is a bit late to come back."

Behind the curtain, a tall and straight figure appeared in front of Sheng Ge.

Shengge raised her eyes, and felt more and more that the saying that people depend on clothes is a wise saying.

The black-gold knee-length gown was deep and gorgeous, with a ribbon around the waist, and a jade pendant of excellent texture hung under the belt, which further made the person tall and handsome.

Of course, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes and the white hair on the temples betrayed Di Xin's age.

Dixin is getting old...

The corner of Shengge's mouth twitched, why did Di Xin in the film and television drama only dote on Daji when he was in his prime and heroic, but when he came to her, he was an old man.

Di Xin is over sixty years old, although he looks more like his forties.

"When I go back to the king, I don't have any physical discomfort, but I'm not in a good mood, so I thought about going for a walk, I never thought that I wasted time."

Playing with your mind, ten Shengge is not a match for Di Xin.

Instead of sophistry, it is better to honestly admit to lying, so as not to be even more embarrassed after being questioned.

"It's my fault that I didn't let my concubine have a good time."

As Di Xin spoke, he took Shengge's hand and played with it casually.

There is no need to question that Emperor Xin favors Daji.

Xi Daji likes it and gives it a gift.

If you hate what you have done, you will be punished.

In his prime, Emperor Xin was invincible in attacking everything, but it is inevitable for heroes to age.

Daji's appearance ignited Di Xin's blood that had been gradually cooling down, and once again made him feel the impulsive blood, which was something that the old man couldn't ask for.

(End of this chapter)