Tianlong: Immortal Cultivator in the World of Martial Arts

Chapter 188
In this way, Zhao Bi walked directly into the room of Maid Zhao, Bai Niu, and Zhao Luo was also waiting outside.

When Maid Zhao came in, the eunuch and the imperial physician in this room saw it.Immediately they all knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, "Greetings to His Majesty Mu Di."

"Okay, let's all get up, you go out first. I'll talk to Sixth Brother." Zhao Yan said looking directly at everyone.

For them, they are already looking forward to this situation. After all, if the emperor dies later, none of these people will be able to escape.

After the group of people walked out in a panic, Zhao Bi sat directly on the head of Maid Zhao's bed. Looking at Maid Zhao who had reached the end, Zhao Bi waved his hand directly, and a force sank into his body like this.

When it was almost a stick of incense, Maid Zhao opened his eyes directly, as if he had just fallen asleep, got up and stretched.

When seeing Zhao Bi sitting next to him, Maid Zhao rubbed his eyes specially, and then said in surprise, "Ninth brother...? It's really you!"

Maid Zhao sat up directly and looked at Zhao Bi who was sitting not far from him, and was very surprised now.

Seeing that Zhao Bi didn't speak, Zhao servant smiled and said, "Ninth Brother, you can come to see me, Sixth Brother is very satisfied now, even if he dies now, he has no regrets."

"Okay, don't say so much, just let anyone you want to see come in, the ninth brother has no way to keep you, and now he can only let you leave directly in this way, which is also the last thing the ninth brother does. "

Seeing Zhao Bi talking about this with some disappointment, Maid Zhao was stunned for a moment, and immediately began to let go, and then laughed and said, "Ninth brother don't need to care about this matter, sixth brother is a mortal after all, and now I just want to be with you." You can chat on the spot, as for other things, just leave it that way, it’s pretty good, at least the ninth brother gave the sixth brother the dignity of being alive.”

Seeing that Maid Zhao was relieved now, Zhao Bi naturally had nothing to say here.

In this relatively small room, Zhao Bi and Zhao servant began to chat about the past of this life, starting from the children.

For a while, there were laughter and laughter from inside the room, but there were still people kneeling on the ground outside.

Even the imperial physician understands that the current servant Zhao is exhausted, and even if Zhao Bi is a god now, he still cannot stop these things from happening.

"How is my sixth brother?" At this time, Zhao Ji ran over in a panic and asked, looking at the people kneeling on the ground outside.

Now Zhao Ji has a long beard, and it has started to turn gray now, but for Zhao Ji, his body is still relatively good, at least he doesn't mess around like Zhao Mai.

Just when Zhao Ji was in a hurry, Zhao Luo walked over, looked at Zhao Ji and said, "Uncle Eleven, you don't have to worry now, Father is inside, it sounds like the two of you are chatting happily."

The two people staying in the room also heard Zhao Ji's voice, and Zhao Ji directly transmitted to his son and said, "Let your eleventh uncle come in."

Zhao Luo was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice, and then said to Zhao Ji, "Uncle Eleven, my father will let you in."

After hearing this, Zhao Ji hurriedly sorted out his image and emotions, and then began to open the door and walk in.

When seeing servant Zhao sitting on the bed intact, Zhao Ji heaved a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile, "Brother Six, you scared me to death, they all said you"

"It's said that Brother Six is ​​dying, right? That's true, but your Ninth Brother allowed me to live through this last time in such a complete way. It's still half an hour, so you can come over and have a good chat. .” Maid Zhao said with a smile.

After hearing this, Zhao Ji started to cry all of a sudden, although his voice was not loud, but he was indeed crying.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Bi went up and kicked him, and said, "Why are you crying, you have to go through this kind of thing."

After Zhao Bi finished speaking, Zhao servant walked up to Zhao Ji, patted him on the shoulder, and then said with a smile, "Your ninth brother is right, I used to be more envious of leaving the bottom, but now I don't have such a thing at all." Thoughts, with such a long lifespan, it is really hard to see my relatives fall one by one."

Maid Zhao said so, and she shed tears in spite of herself.

Now Wumingyuan is not dead yet, he is over 70 years old now, because of the reason why Zhao Bi became a god, these close relatives have received corresponding blessings, and Wumingyuan's body is still relatively good.

Even the current Empress Dowager Chen is still alive and well, but Maid Zhao doesn't know how to cherish her body.

The two were talking, but now Zhao Bi didn't want to listen anymore, things had come to this, and he was still in the mood to make jokes about himself.

When it was almost half an hour, Maid Zhao looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "You two younger brothers, elder brother will leave here first, but elder brother does not want you to see him, so let the high official come in."

The current high official is a middle-aged man, and the original one had passed away a few years ago.

Zhao Bi smiled, and then said with a smile, "Sixth brother, come...in the next life, I will still be your younger brother."

Listening to Zhao Bi whose voice was trembling, Zhao servant also smiled and shed tears.

After the two walked out, Zhao Ji said to the senior official kneeling at the door with tears in his eyes, "Go in and accompany Your Majesty."

After hearing this, the senior official got up and walked towards the inside.

At this time, Zhao Bi walked directly to a relatively wide place and sat on the steps. As soon as Zhao Luo came over, Zhao Bi said, "Go and kneel for your uncle."

Zhao Luo was very suspicious, but this question was interrupted in less than a stick of incense.

At this time, the high official came out of Maid Zhao's room, and shouted loudly to everyone, "Your Majesty is dead."

At the same time, the big bell that had been prepared for a long time rang.

After the nine blows, everyone heard it clearly, and everyone in the entire palace began to kneel on the ground.

Not only that, the Ministry of Rituals also began to hang white cloths on the side of the palace to mourn at the fastest speed.

At this time, Zhao Bi was still sitting on the steps, without tears, and even his other expressions looked very plain.

For such a thing, no one cares what he does, and more people pay attention to who the next emperor will be, which is more important.

Now many people here can't help but have the same thoughts, but those people on the surface are also crying non-stop.

Of course, as Zhao Bi turned around and left these things, he would never know about them again.

(End of this chapter)