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Chapter 1822 The Wonderful Taste of the Son of God

King Yu rode a mighty horse and a powerful sword, smiling as he looked at his old brothers who had helped him build the empire. He drank cup after cup, accepting all who came, and brought the banquet to a climax.

"Just spoil them."

Zhou Xiaocui now looks delicate and charming, with skin as white as snow, charming, alluring and dangerous. She is completely different from the village girl back then. With the blessing of the queen's luck and dynasty status, she has a terrifying aura of being at the peak of the refining void.

She looked like a poisonous scorpion.

This "Scorpion Queen" who is so famous in the outside world has terrified countless gods and powerful people, and has countless skeletons under her command.

At this moment, her eyes looking towards King Yu were full of tenderness, without any impurities.

It was as if in front of him, she was still Xiao Cui from the Zhou family many years ago, who fell in love with the young him at first sight and had never changed over the years.

“We have survived many battles and started a business with great difficulty to get to where we are today.”

"How can you bear to criticize me?"

Prince Yu sighed and said with a gentle look, "Cui, I know that in the future I will establish a system, formulate the interests of the dynasty, and distinguish between superiors and subordinates, so that our foundation will last for generations and our children will grow up happily in the future, without having to endure the hardships we had when we were young."

"We will have more children in the future. Our children will all be dukes, princes and grandchildren."

He looked at Zhou Xiaocui's slightly bulging belly with affection.

"Pooh!"

"Who will give you more children!"

The Scorpion Queen blushed slightly and turned her head away.

Over the years, although Prince Yu has been the ruler of the dynasty, in control of the lives and deaths of hundreds of millions of people in the world, and the ruler of the Nine Cauldrons, he has never taken a concubine and only favors one person.

Husband and wife are always in harmony.

With such a person, what else could I ask for?

Zhou Xiaocui was immersed in such tenderness, and unknowingly, she became a little crazy.

She didn't notice that there was a hint of coldness in the eyes of the person beside her.

That cold gaze looked at everything in the world, at her, at the many old brothers present, and at everyone else without any emotion, with a condescending indifference, as if he was looking at a group of ants, food.

The gods have long since awakened their memories of reincarnation.

"These sinners cannot be redeemed."

“They should be reduced to ashes in the holy fire, their souls will never be reincarnated, and they will be tortured in the fire of karma for billions of years to offset their sins of blasphemy against God.”

Yu Yong thought coldly.

He is the only god in this hall, and the rest are heroes who are the result of the luck of humanity. Each of them has the luck of humanity and is a hero who has survived hundreds of battles. They have luck, talent, and understanding. Otherwise, they would not have been able to survive from the pile of dead bodies and become the founding kings, princes, and generals of the dynasty of luck.

If these people were in a suitable cultivation environment, it would be normal for several celestial beings to emerge.

But now, their future has been completely cut off. They have offended God and the people. They are hated and loathed by hundreds of millions of people, and their humanity and destiny have disappeared.

"There is only one last step left, which is to gather more human luck, and then the Son of God will offer it as a sacrifice to the Emperor..."

King Yu's gaze penetrated the void and, with the help of the incense net, looked at each world community.

There, many reincarnated gods like him have established dynasties of luck, but this is not enough. There must be a true seed of the Human King to establish a dynasty of luck. Only in this way can more human luck be gathered, and the foundation of the Dao Court can be continued to be consolidated, allowing the Dao Court to stand forever in the endless starry sky.

Many gods looked over here at the same time and nodded slightly.

In these troubled times, they have already made a start.

Next, the real Human King seeds will appear. They will help these Human King seeds thrive, gather more human luck, gather more human heroes, and create more pious souls, which will then be transported to the Dao Court, refined into heavenly soldiers and generals, and thrown into the endless starry sky battlefield to build achievements for the Dao Court.

The divine gold refined with the fortune of humanity and the bones of human heroes is a supreme treasure from heaven and earth.

There was a hint of greed in Prince Yu's eyes.

Only the Son of God and the Emperor can enjoy such treasures. Although he dare not covet them, he can still collect some lower-level auxiliary materials. ...

"Son of God..."

Jiang Ding watched everything quietly.

He saw that he was getting closer and closer to his goal. With every day that passed, the distance between him and the other party was getting closer and closer.

The Son of God, the reincarnation of the Supreme Being of Shinto in human form, is important to its continuation.

How delicious would it be if we could kill it?

Jiang Ding thought with bloodshot eyes.

He looked down.

Driven by the destiny of humanity, the future Human King lay dormant for three hundred years and finally began to take his first step, the first step of tragedy.

……

Backing the mountain village.

Three hundred years later, Kaoshan Village has become Kaoshan City.

The largest family in Kaoshan City is called the Tu family.

The Tu family has made friends with gods from all sides, and is also friends with the Lord of Kaoshan City of the Dayu Dynasty who guards this place. They can be said to be able to control both the black and white worlds. There are tens of thousands of children in the family, and it is a prosperous foundation.

Looking back to the past, the ancestors of the Tu family were just peasants working in the fields, and their generations were poor and destitute.

It was not until the ancestor Tu Sanyi that he began to accumulate some family property. Generations of family heads worked hard day and night and thus built the Tu family of Kaoshan City as it is today.

On this day, in the basement of the Tu family's main residence, the air was filled with incense and tablets were erected.

There is only one person here, the current head of the Tu family, Mr. Tu Zhiming.

He also has another name, Tu Sanyi.

The ancestor of the Tu family is Tu Sanyi.

"I can still live for more than a hundred years."

"I have lived for many years, relying on the fortune secrets in the Scarlet Emperor Human Emperor Scripture to steal the fortune of the Dayu Dynasty, but now I have reached my limit."

Tu Sanyi whispered, "It just so happens that although the Dayu Dynasty is prosperous and the new dynasty is powerful, it is full of holes internally and looks like it is about to collapse and be in turmoil."

"Such a coincidence."

Hundreds of years have passed, and the farmer who was once reserved and timid has become shrewd and cunning. He has also inherited and experienced generations of failed kings. The wisdom of generations of failed kings, as well as - despair, are gathered in him.

"What a coincidence!"

"coincide."

Tu Sanyi had tears in his eyes. "It just so happened that the opportunity came when our latent lifespan was about to end. These gods have calculated us to the extreme. We can't get rid of it at all, not even a little bit."

However, knowing this, could he not go?

If you go, you will compete with other king seeds for destiny. If you succeed, you can live for thousands of years.

If you don't go, you will die in a hundred years.

Every human king, generation after generation, has to face such a choice. Even if the answers are given in the inheritance and they clearly know the future, they still have to step into it step by step.

They can't change anything.

Such tragedies can only be repeated from generation to generation.

(End of this chapter)