Sheng Fu

The iron city.

Tonight seems particularly long and I don’t know when dawn will break.

Wei Mo, Qi Han and others have begun to reorganize the soldiers of the three armies.

On the city wall, Yuwen Jun, Gu Cheng and Prince Zhen'an stood side by side, gazing at the night in the distance.

The three people had different moods, some were full of passion, some pretended to be calm, and some were full of murderous intent.

Suddenly, a soft breeze blew on Yu Wenjun's face.

"Empress Fuyao has died in the battle, and the Divine Emperor is seriously injured and on the verge of death. He has been taken back to the Divine Realm by the three-legged bird."

"The three-legged bird has mastered the power of origin and is on the same front as the God Emperor."

"Mr. Gu Yong is currently fighting the Demon Lord to death. The two are evenly matched for now. Mr. Gu Yong's Primal Chaos Essence has reached its peak, so he may be able to survive."

"Mr. Gu Yong asked me to tell you, don't worry."

"He said that he had met a great opponent and it was his honor. He had no regrets, whether he lived or died."

The information sent by his mother immediately made Yuwen Jun unstable. His feet shook and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground. Seeing this, Gu Cheng and Prince Zhen'an at the side reached out and supported Yuwen Jun's lower back.

  puff!

Yu Wenjun spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned as pale as snow, and he was extremely upset.

Seeing this, Gu Cheng asked with a worried look: "What happened? Why are you vomiting blood at this critical moment?"

Prince Zhen'an's eyes were also filled with worry, and he asked softly, "Did something unexpected happen on the battlefield?"

"No matter what happens, there are still us, and His Majesty."

Yuwen Jun forced himself to calm his mind, took a deep breath, and his throat felt a little sweet. Having experienced countless life-and-death battles, Yuwen Jun had never been so panicked.

I have never felt that breathing is such a difficult thing.

Yu Wenjun said in a trembling voice: "Mother has sent me the specific information."

"Empress Fuyao faced the Divine Emperor, and Gu Yong faced the Demon Lord."

"The battle between Fuyao and the God Emperor has ended. Fuyao died in the battle, and the God Emperor was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He was taken back to the God Realm by the three-legged bird. At this moment, Gu Yong and the Demon Lord are engaged in a life-and-death battle."

"The situation is evenly matched for now."

Gu Cheng and Prince Zhen'an both felt a jolt in their hearts when they heard this. They had also met Gu Yong when they were young, but they had never had a deep relationship. However, they all knew that Gu Yong was a genius in cultivation.

At this moment, the two of them were filled with deep respect for Gu Yong from the bottom of their hearts.

Facing the number one demon king in the world, he can still maintain an evenly matched situation.

The hearts of the two men suddenly became extremely heavy. Since it was a fight to the death, one of them would always die. It was still unknown who would be the winner.

But that Demon Lord is, after all, the real number one in the world.

Yu Wenjun's mood was fluctuating, and there were some things he dared not imagine.

The baby in the master's wife's belly has not been born yet. The master's wife is still in the Tianhai Secret Realm, thinking about Gu Yong day and night. If Gu Yong appears in an accident at this time, Yu Wenjun really doesn't know how to face his master's wife in the future.

I don’t even know how to face Gu Yong’s child in the future.

Thinking of this, Yu Wenjun felt endless regret in his heart. If he had known this would happen, he should not have let Master Gu Yong and his wife go to the Demon Realm to lie dormant.

Gu Cheng said, "I will go to the palace right now and ask His Majesty to lead the army in person. After all, Gu Yong is his son-in-law in name only. His Majesty will definitely take action." Prince Zhen'an shook his head obscurely and said, "Tonight's situation is the first major turning point since the great struggle. No one knows what the final result will be."

"The Divine Emperor has returned to the Divine Realm, so the battle between Gu Yong and the Demon Lord will probably have a result in no time. Although there is suspense, overall, the suspense will not be that great."

"Your Majesty did not appear on the battlefield because he was afraid that the Demon Lord was hiding his abilities, or maybe the leader of the Demon Realm was waiting for an opportunity."

"This battle has touched the monarch's heart, and changes may occur at any time."

"I think that at this moment, Your Majesty knows more about the details of the battlefield than we do."

Upon hearing this, Yu Wenjun gushed out another mouthful of blood and said with difficulty: "My mother is right there. Although she is in the Wuji realm, a battle of that level is not something she can interfere with."

"Whoever goes to the ordinary Wuji strong will die."

"Master Gu Yong has completely lost his mind at this moment. He just wants to have a free-for-all battle with the Demon Lord."

“I can’t predict what the final outcome will be.”

"I can only hope that Gu Yong can come back alive."

As he spoke, Yu Wenjun couldn't help but tremble all over, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

……

Human race, inside the Feilongtai of the imperial palace.

The Human Emperor had some admiration for Fu Yao, but also some dislike for her. Perhaps that hint of dislike was only because Fu Yao was a stubborn and unreasonable woman.

Now knowing that Fuyao had severely injured the Divine Emperor at the cost of her life, ripples appeared in the heart of His Majesty the Human Emperor, like a layer of frost covering the mountain path on an autumn morning.

After taking a drink of strong liquor, I felt uncomfortable all over, as if I had been tied up and beaten.

The Human Emperor guessed from the beginning that Fu Yao had no intention of living, and he did not expect that she could seriously injure the Divine Emperor to that extent. But when she really died, it was like the death of a relative with whom he had a not-so-deep but not-so-deep relationship.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps was heard.

Prime Minister Qiu Qing is here.

Seeing that His Majesty looked haggard and seemed to have a thousand knots in his heart, he subconsciously bowed deeply and said, "Your Majesty summoned me late at night, it must be something sad, what can I do?"

Upon hearing this, the Emperor smiled bitterly and said, "Your Excellency seems a little too smart at this moment. Although I don't like it, I can't do anything about it."

"This is a night that can determine the direction of history. I have carefully read the articles you wrote a few years ago. Although your writing style is not gorgeous, it is ancient, straightforward and vigorous, and it is worth savoring."

"The duel between Empress Fuyao and the Divine Emperor has ended. The woman is dead, the Divine Emperor is seriously injured and dying, and the duel between Gu Yong and the Demon Lord has not yet been decided."

"Please think about it carefully first. You will write a biography for Empress Fuyao later. In the history book, you should openly call her an emperor. How to write it is entirely up to you, my dear."

Qiu Qing's eyes trembled, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He lowered his head and replied, "I obey your order."

"Do you also want to write a biography for Gu Yong?"

The moment he heard this question, the Human Emperor inexplicably felt a murderous intent towards Qiu Qing, but this murderous intent disappeared in an instant. This question was indeed not a pleasant one, and the battle between Mr. Gu Yong and the Demon Lord was still suspenseful.

But the Emperor knew very well that as a monarch, he could use the country's fortune to bless himself at critical moments.

"Alas, I am tired. You stay here with me, pour me wine, and serve me carefully like you did in the past. If the results are not satisfactory, you really have to write a book about the two of us."

Qiu Qing knelt down in front of His Majesty and slowly poured wine for His Majesty. The Prime Minister's hands were shaking a little. Inadvertently, the Prime Minister saw the subtle traces of tears in the corners of His Majesty's eyes... (End of this chapter)