Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 227
Time flies, and it is half a year in a blink of an eye.

In the past six months, the turmoil in Wanzhou has gradually weakened, but from time to time, there will always be the word Xietian, which comes out of the mouths of Wanzhou people, leading to a series of myths written by a certain young genius.

The Song Kingdom has perished, and the Xu Kingdom has become the new dynasty north of the Lanzhujiang River. However, the new emperor Xu Zhantang chose to abdicate after only half a year on the throne, and lost the throne to his father Xu Ruhai.

Early in the morning, Xu Zhantang, the Supreme Emperor of the State of Xu, and Mu Liang, the crown prince of the State of Chu, stood outside a casino in Lejufang, Bianliang City.

The casino is simple, with only one curtain.

But there are less than ten people in the whole Wanzhou who are qualified to open this curtain.

These two are qualified.

But before the curtain was lifted, the two still had a score to settle.

This account is that the two people who were the young masters of the first family of the two countries and of the same seniority before, are actually two generations behind at this moment.

So Mu Liang's face was very ugly.

When Xu Zhantang was the emperor before, his face was dark for half a year. Once Xu Zhantang abdicates, it is estimated that his face will be dark for the rest of his life.

"Xu Zhantang, did you do it on purpose?" Mu Liang was carrying Que Xing on his back, his sword eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Xu Zhantang put on the posture of an elder, without being annoyed, he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Well, it turned out to be the prince of Chu, the emperor..."

"Your father usually calls you the Supreme Emperor?" Mu Liang sneered back.

"He called me Taishanghuang, and I called him father, why don't you agree?" Xu Zhantang couldn't speak clumsily.

The door curtain was lifted, Boss Jia folded his arms and said lazily: "I called you here because of a quarrel?"

"I've met Boss Jia." The two stopped bickering and cupped their fists at Boss Jia. Xu Zhantang asked with a smile, "Has Xie Tian left the customs?"

Boss Jia shook his head: "Everyone is here, come in and talk."

As soon as the two entered the inner courtyard of the casino, they saw several people.

Lian Xiaojiu, Zhou Chaoyang, five young elders of Dao Po Sect, and an old man with white hair and childlike face, Wen Shui.

"Xu Zhantang pays respects to Mr. Wen."

"Mu Liang pays respects to Elder Wen."

The two people are noble, but their attitude towards Wen Shui is very respectful.

Wen Shui nodded with a smile, and said kindly, "Everyone sit down, everyone sit down, Xiao Hua, let's serve tea."

Everyone was sitting around Wen Shui. It can be said that regardless of Xu State or Chu State, it is not Xietian who is most admired today, but Wen Shui.

Because Wen Shui has been helping Xie Tian selflessly from the beginning to the end, for this reason he was killed and his cultivation level was completely lost. For this reason, he lost several disciples, and even Dao Po Sect was persecuted.

Without Wen Shui's insistence, the terrible thing is not that Xie Tian might be killed, but that Xie Tian would definitely be forced to kill Xiu Xiu by those people with ulterior motives and reckless actions, that would be a nightmare.

Fortunately, all of this has passed, and all those who persecuted Xie Tian have received retribution, and all those who have helped Xie Tian have been greatly rewarded, and because of Xie Tian, ​​they have opened up a more magnificent road to life .

"I invite you here this time to ask for something."

Wen Shui had a smile on his face, but his cloudy eyes couldn't hide his worry: "Xie Tian has been autistic for half a year, and he hasn't taken a single step in the past six months. Hey, the matter of Yin Tian'er has hit him hard, I'm afraid If this continues, his xinxing will be affected."

Everyone's expressions were serious, they never thought that Xie Tian, ​​who had always been resolute, would have such a problem, and immediately stated: "Even though Mr. Wen ordered, as long as we can help Xie Tian, ​​we will do our best."

"Hehe, it's not difficult." Wen Shui smiled more and more kindly, "Xie Tian has very few friends, and I'm an old man, but after all, I'm too old, and you are all of the same age, so you should be able to talk better, I... ..."

With a creak, the door of the house that had been dusty for half a year opened wide, and the pale Xie Tian stepped out of the room.

"Evil God!"

The joy on everyone's faces came from the heart, and Xie Tian took the initiative to walk out of the house. Does it mean that he has stepped out of Yin Tian'er's shadow?
Xie Tian looked at the crowd, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Don't worry about me, I'm really cultivating."

As soon as the words fell, bursts of golden light burst out from his body, like a god descending into the world.

"Xietian, what level... are you in?" Even if Xietian took the initiative to show off his aura, no one could clearly see Xietian's cultivation.

Boss Jia's mouth was crooked, and he said triumphantly: "What a talent my little guy is, he has been in retreat for half a year, at least he must be...Mu Liang, what kind of realm is above the mana realm?"

Mu Liang rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "The Real Yuan Realm is a realm that cannot appear in Wanzhou."

"That's because Xie Tian is not here. If he was here, he would have been a Daoist!" Boss Jia's knowledge of the practice world is still a blank slate, but he knows that Xietian has a very awesome grandfather who is a Daoist, so he borrowed it. Look at the realm of grandpa.

Everyone rolled their eyes wildly.

Xie Tian shook his head, and said: "Half a year of penance training, but only at the eighth level of the Xiantian Realm."

Everyone was shocked, Xie Tian was so talented, he had already broken through to the Xiantian realm half a year ago, and now he has been cultivating hard for half a year, how could he have made such progress? Could it be that his heart has been severely frustrated?

"My innate internal qi is a bit strange. Even if I am practicing Qi meridian, the speed is really slow." Xie Tian explained, "But within half a year, I will definitely be able to break through."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Wen Shui looked at Xie Tian with a smile, pretending not to see the sorrow in his blood eyes: "It's rare for you guys to get together and go out for a stroll-I said Boss Jia, you are already in your forties, What are you excited about? Stay here and help cook!"

A group of elites laughed again and again, Xie Tian also laughed, and shouted to the back garden: "Little horse!"

"Hey, hey, here we come..."

"Yu!"

The pony in the kitchen and the pony in the backyard appeared at the same time.

Xiao Ma glared at Brother Xiao Ma, and ran to Xie Tian's side, rubbing his head vigorously.

"It's been a long time since I played with you, let's go!"

Xie Tian led the pony and walked out of the casino with a group of young people.

"Little, pony?" The greasy pony brother murmured in a daze.

"Pony, you heard me right, it is indeed a pony..." Boss Jia's face was tense, and he suppressed a smile.

"Why, how could this be?"

"I guess Xie Tian didn't think too much about it, ha, I said why every time I called you this year, the horse would come over and let my uncle laugh for hours, haha..."

"I, I'm not alive!"

"I, I won't stop you..."

……

The people who surrounded Xie Tian were not very old, but they stomped their feet, and Wanzhou would have been shocked several times. They walked in Bianliang City, laughing and cursing, high-spirited, wanton flaunting the breath of youth.

It wasn't until night fell that a group of people returned to the casino. The famous chef Xiao Ma, who had been busy all day, glanced at the unkind Xie Tian resentfully, and brought over a dozen large pots. Boss Jia carried hundreds of altars. The aroma of fine wine and the inner courtyard of the casino immediately overflowed.

Almost everyone was drunk, even Boss Jia's mother-in-law, Xiao Hua, was flushed by the drunk Lian Xiaojiu. In the end, Boss Jia rewarded her with a few brains, grinning her teeth in pain.

Boss Jia ate Qingyun Pill, and now he is also a person of the Great Consummation of the Xiantian Realm.

When the wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated. Everyone's emotions that have been suppressed for half a year exploded on this night. Some people cried, and everyone cried together. Some people laughed, and everyone laughed together, sharing their own ups and downs.

From the beginning to the end, there was a smile on the corner of Xie Tian's mouth. He drank very elegantly, but he drank more wine than all the people combined. Everyone was drunk. Also as ever.

"Half a year, crazy grandpa, why haven't you come back..."

Xie Tian looked at the direction where the crazy old man left half a year ago in a daze, and murmured softly.

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(End of this chapter)