Profound Pure Guard

Selection requires at least two options to be able to talk about a “choice” word.

But now there is only one way before Yang Shu, there is no choice at all.

The emperor is his son now. If he says “No”, can the emperor agree? Will the world of the old dynasty be gone? This is not nonsense.

Before, Yang Shu didn’t quite understand why Yang Xiusheng was present in the biggest secret of the Imperial Family. Now he understands. The purpose of Yang Xiusheng’s presence is to ensure that there will be no accidents in this “last hurdle to take over the throne”.

“Imperial Father, I understand. This will also be the price I need to pay. I have no choice, right?” Yang Shu’s voice was low, but he was obviously angry. He knew that including him, all the princes who fought to death in the “big exam” were deceived. The throne is not a good job.

“hahaha, you are angry. I understand that I was in exactly the same mood as you now. It’s just that the world of Yang Family will continue. If you win your brother, you need to take over the throne. . The benefits I don’t want to tell you more, you will understand in the future. And the price is the ones I just showed you, and you will gradually understand the pain in the future.

Now you sit on this one Chair, let “Chi” begin to complete the initial integration with you.”

Yang Jian said vaguely, but directly admitted Yang Shu’s guess. At the same time he didn’t want to continue to delay time. Because the beginning of Yang Shu is the end of Yang Jian, the gift before his death is also the day that every emperor expects in his dream.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Shu stared at his Imperial Father for a long time, and finally sighed: “Imperial Father, have you regretted all these years?”

“Regret? Then do you regret killing your three brothers with your own hands?”

Yang Shu complexion changed, but he shook his head firmly and said: “No regrets. Because I don’t kill They will kill me.”

“That’s your own choice. How can you regret the path you choose? And regret is of no use, so I don’t regret it, but I always feel that I was back then. Some are too taken for granted.”

Yang Shu also felt that his previous thoughts were too taken for granted. Hearing that his Imperial Father was like him back then, his heart suddenly became more balanced.

“Then…Is there no way to change?” I have no choice but I can’t give up hope. At least Yang Shu really doesn’t want to bear the so-called “price” for the rest of his life.

“Change? In the last ages you are not the first person to have this kind of thought, and there are many people who even take action. Unfortunately, none of them succeeded. The “red” transaction is fair. If you want to replace it, you must have the power to stabilize the World Sect. If you can’t find it, the change can only be a fantasy.

Okay, sit on it. After you take over, I will be able to Enjoy a few days of relaxation before you die.”

Yang Shu finally did not resist in vain.

In the history of Yang Family, is there a Crown Prince who has come to revolt at this time? Naturally there is. But after being forcibly pushed onto the chair, in order to ensure a smooth transaction, the “Red” naturally has a way to turn an unruly emperor Crown Prince into a “diligence and outstanding” good emperor. This has been proved more than once in the history of Yang Family.

Yang Shu slowly walked towards “Chi”, dripping cold sweat on his forehead unconsciously, and his heartbeat was also fast. He understands that this will be the most important decision in his life. In the future, he will enjoy the greatest power in the world, and at the same time will endure the pain until the end of his life like his Imperial Father.

In addition, is this deal with “Red” really fair? Compared with the power of the world, what exactly is that inexplicable “Qi Luck”? What kind of existence is “Red”? Why does it absorb air luck?

There are many problems, but there is no time for Yang Shu to think. He stood in front of “Chi” and looked at the eye on the back of the chair. He could feel the heat in his eyes, as if not Stop urging him.

“I’ll try it anyway! You can’t change it if you don’t believe in fate!” Yang Shu suddenly had an extremely firm thought in his heart just before sitting on the chair. He never believed in fate. After defeating the six elder brothers to counterattack and win the “big exam”, he believes that he is a person who defy the heavens and change the fate. How can he willingly accept the so-called fate?

Yang Jian on the side saw all this in his eyes. He knew what his son was thinking without guessing. But he did not need to intervene. The reality will teach Yang Shu what cruel and weak is.

Of course, if Yang Shu really has the ability to change the fate that has entangled the Yang Family for thousands of years, that is definitely a great thing, and Yang Shu’s name will also be placed in the Yang Family’s genealogy. Same position as Huiling Daoist Yang Zheng.

These all are what I thought in my heart, Yang Shu and Yang Jian, father and son, did not say anything.

“I hope I don’t need to regret the same as you in the future.” Yang Shu sat down and looked at his Imperial Father and said this, and then sat down with a resolute expression.

In an instant, the huge chair began to squirm violently, and the whole thing came to life. In an instant, a large tentacles opened, each one as thin as hair, and then swarmed up and plunged into it. Yang Shu’s chest!

“Ah!”

The screams stopped abruptly as soon as they sounded. Because of the intense pain, Yang Shu’s face was filthy, but he opened his mouth wide but couldn’t make a sound. It was just in his eyes that he felt like he wanted to die.

Almost at the same time, Yang Jian on the side followed a groan, and then fell softly to the ground. Dark red “hair” emerged from his body and sank into the chair.

One is to plunge in, and the other is to withdraw. Father and son two in this brief moment completed the most critical and secret handover of the Yang Family dynasty.

The power to control the world and the pain of maggots like tarsal bones, the trade-off between this is really not something that others can make clear.

Even Yang Xiusheng can’t tell whether the Yang Family’s price is cost-effective or not. He even blamed himself sometimes. If Golden Sword Weili produces a powerhouse similar to the ancestor Huiling daoist Yang Zheng, perhaps the situation may change. It’s just thinking about that’s all.

Hui Ling Daoist Yang Zheng is the Great Cultivator of Perfection in the Profound Sea Realm. Such a person has only been born for thousands of years. It really depends on luck for Yang Family to have such a descendant. It is too difficult.

So Yang Xiusheng just watched, he was also watching carefully, and he also hoped to find some information about “red” from this alternation.

The speed of fusion is very fast, and only 2.5 minutes of time Yang Jian stopped emitting dark red “silk threads” on his body. And Yang Shu, who was sitting in the chair, no longer had any “hair” pierced in.

The two shouted together. Only one is comfortable, like drinking ice in the heat, and the other is wailing in pain. Both of them slumped down at the same time.

Yang Xiusheng at the side understood that it was done.