Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

Chapter 184

　　"Please order, Your Majesty."

　　Mo Ya's spirit was lifted, and he waited for Ying Yu's order.

　　Ying Yu's lips moved slightly, and the beam of speech was directly transmitted into Mo Ya's ears.

　　Hearing Ying Yu's words, the charming and maddening Mo Ya's handsome face changed, first confused, then suddenly, and finally determined.

　　"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, your subordinates will do it properly."

　　Mo Ya put a hand on his chest and swore to assure.

　　Ying Yu said: "That's good, this matter must be kept secret, and you will send the order later."

　　"Yes!"

　　The noble and elegant Bai Feng saw that Ying Yu was so cautious, her eyes blinked slightly, and there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes, but she did not ask.

　　Following Ying Yu for many years, he knew what to say and what not to say.

　　The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the house, and the black crow and the white phoenix, who were cultivated by the great master, smelled the fragrance of mandala flowers from far and near, and smiled at each other.

　　Without Ying Yu's instructions, these two killers with outstanding skills turned into two black and white lightning bolts that shot out of the room and disappeared into the vast night.

　　"Uncle, are you there?"

　　Mo Ya and Bai Fengfang left, and the wonderful voice of Mrs. Wang Li Qingluo was heard outside the door.

　　"Come in!"

　　creak!

　　Wearing a long light yellow dress with picturesque features, even though she is old, her charming charm is more perfect to set off a charming and charming Li Qingluo. She pushes open the hidden door and brings An elegant fragrance.

　　Looking at Ying Yu standing in front of the window, Li Qingluo felt that the other party seemed to be integrated with the moonlight, like an exiled and independent immortal.

　　In an instant, even though Li Qingluo was well-informed, she was still amazed, but fortunately she quickly recovered.

　　Sure enough, he is a man with outstanding charm, no wonder he can impress the lonely heart of aunt, even Yuyan...

　　"Why are you here?" Ying Yu looked at Li Qingluo and asked.

　　Li Qingluo's graceful and graceful blessing to Ying Yu said: "Foster father, Yu Yan has been bothering you for a long time, since we met this time, the concubine wants to bring her back to Mantuo Villa, I don't know what you want. how?"

　　"You want to take her back?"

　　Hearing Li Qingluo say this, Ying Yu's expression suddenly became strange, and she looked at Li Qingluo's eyes as if she were looking at a fool.

　　"Uncle, why are you looking at me like this?" Li Qingluo took a step back when Ying Yu looked at her, her pretty face showing vigilance.

　　"Six Gates already know about Gusu Murong's intention to rebel, and even have some evidence..." Ying Yu said leisurely, causing a huge wave in Li Qingluo's heart.

　　Before Ying Yu finished speaking, Li Qingluo's expression changed drastically.

　　Is this day finally here?

　　Li Qingluo knew early on that Gusu Murong's vain ambition to recover Dayan was purely playing with fire and could usher in a disaster at any time.

　　However, when this day really came, she was still a little shocked and frightened.

　　"Don't forget," Ying Yu reminded Li Qingluo, "Mantuo Villa and the Gusu Murong Clan are related by marriage, and rebellion is the crime of destroying the nine clans. If you take Yuyan back now, it's tantamount to throwing yourself into the net."

　　"Then what should I do?" Li Qingluo's pretty face turned pale, and she trembled.

　　Ying Yu said solemnly: "You only have one choice, to abandon the foundation of Mantuo Villa, and bring Yuyan back to Daqin with me."

　　When Li Qingluo heard this, she finally regained a bit of her usual wisdom, and her bright eyes looked at Ying Yu with sarcasm, "Uncle, if I remember correctly, what you are doing is a business that may be annihilated by the nine clans at any time, go with you. Is there any difference between staying in the state of Qin and staying in Suzhou?"

　　Ying Yu was not annoyed, and said calmly: "At least, you can't see any hope of success in Murong Fu, but in Zhen, you can see a bright future!"

　　In the face of Ying Yu, who is full of strong self-confidence all the time, but not like Murong Fu, who is still holding the so-called arrogant Ying Yu of the Emperor Dayan, Li Qingluo's beautiful eyes flashed, and all kinds of thoughts collided.

　　Their mother and daughter, either go to Qin or stay in Da Song to die!

　　As for going to Goryeo by sea and defecting to his mother who was the queen mother in Goryeo?This thought was dismissed after a slight turn in Li Qingluo's mind.

　　The King of Goryeo is not her own brother with the same father and mother, so she may not be able to accommodate her half-sister!

　　Crackling!

　　Ying Yu looked at Li Qingluo and waited for the other party to make a decision.

　　After a long time, when most of the oil in the lamp burned and the wick made a crisp sound, Li Qingluo finally made a decision.

　　"Me and Yuyan, there is no other way to go!"

　　"Wise choice!" Ying Yu praised, "When I do a few more things in Da Song, I will bring your mother and daughter back to Da Qin."

　　Li Qingluo, who suddenly made the decision to give up the foundation of her life, heard Ying Yu say this, and raised her head suddenly, "Uncle, didn't you come to the Song Dynasty to wish Zhenren Zhang's birthday? Is there anything else to do?"

　　"Congratulations to Zhang Sanfeng?" Ying Yu said coldly, "Everything on Wudang Mountain is just a rare good show for me, I have more important things to do!"

　　At the end, Ying Yu looked towards the outside world with a solemn expression:

　　A god of immortality, a demon reincarnated by the six great demons, I really look forward to it!

　　…………

　　Great Song Dynasty, a secret place that no one knows - Hailuogou 0 .....

　　In the dark and deep Hailuo Valley, there are lush and lush forests and inaccessible places, and everything maintains the most primitive landform.

　　Within a radius of thousands of miles, there are dozens of villages scattered sparsely, which can be described as isolated from the world.

　　Few people know that in the deepest part of Hailuogou, there is a deep and depressing palace.

　　This palace is the temple of the gods, and there is an immortal god living in it.

　　The temple is like an ice sculpture and jade, with a psychedelic chill floating on the ground. There are countless expressionless people kneeling on the deserted ground. They all kneel and worship in the direction of the curtain at the end of the temple. Figure!

　　In early summer, this palace was supposed to be full of sultry heat and humidity, but for some unknown reason, it fell into an eternal silence.

　　Every brick and stone, and even every utensil, reveals a chill from the heart, as if carved from mysterious ice that will not melt for ten thousand years.

　　The countless figures kneeling on the ground have lost their human emotions, their eyes are full of coldness, and the purest loyalty, even animal nature!

　　"The flowers are blooming brightly.

　　If you don't watch it, you don't appreciate it,

　　If not picked, if not folded,

　　The flowers wither,

　　Helpless to hurt the spring to die..."

　　Suddenly, behind the curtain, the terrifying existence that trampled on time, uttered a plain tune, which is really unbelievable, people like him would actually like such lyrics and songs that regret the passage of time.

　　In front of the curtain, stood a majestic old monk with a wrinkled face and a snow-white beard under his jaw.

　　Just like everyone kneeling on the ground, when he looked at the curtain, his eyes were extremely loyal.Of course, when his eyes fell on the icy-biting floor, he was loyal and restrained, leaving only the cold murderous intent, which was almost real! .

Chapter 185

　　"Fahai!"

　　A powerful and powerful voice sounded from behind the curtain, making people wonder whether the looming figure had violated the cognition of the world and achieved immortality.

　　"god!"

　　Standing in front of the curtain, the old monk Xuexu took a step forward with his head lowered, waiting for the will of the 'God'.

　　"You go to the World Conference, and take the head of the Feiyun Hall of the World Conference - 'Don't Cry Death' Bu Jingyun, and capture it for this God!"

　　'God' spoke leisurely, ordering to search for one of the few remaining living people in the shrine in the true sense, to carry out a mission of great importance for himself.

　　"Yes!"

　　The old monk named Fahai bowed his head to lead the order.

　　Fa Hai's figure in a bright cassock flickered, leaving the Sou Shen Palace, and swept several hundred meters away in an instant.

　　"The flowers are blooming brightly.

　　If you don't watch it, you don't appreciate it,

　　If not picked, if not folded,

　　The flowers wither,

　　Helpless to hurt the spring to die..."

　　God' recited his favorite song again, and it spread to the coldest place in the world - searching every corner of the shrine.

　　Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew 05 in the dead and cold Sou Shen Palace, rolling up the curtain in front of the 'God'.

　　A pair of eyes that seemed to contain two terrifying monsters appeared, and a normal person only needed to look at these eyes and tremble at the ambition to encompass the world.

　　…………

　　Gululu!

　　Ying Yu's carriage, which was driven by eight strong horses, was as gorgeous as a house walking on the road, the wheels were turning, and there was a crisp sound.

　　Around the carriage, Mo Ya, Bai Feng, the old women around Li Qingluo, and the knights trained by Tiandao Sect surrounded the carriage.

　　Excluding the old woman headed by Granny Rui, the others are like an inseparable whole. No matter who they are, who wants to approach the carriage of the carriage, they will definitely face the earth-shattering blow from these people.

　　Inside the carriage, Ying Yu sat at the wooden table, holding a scroll from the bookshelf and flipping through it with relish.

　　Wang Yuyan sat not far behind Ying Yu, her eyes were fixed on Ying Yu's body, her eyes were a little dull.

　　Ugh!

　　Li Qingluo was by her daughter's side. As a visitor, she understood the meaning of her daughter's expression, and her heart was filled with joy.

　　"Your Majesty, there is no road ahead."