Bad guy, the new life of the dark star

night.

Zhenzhou.

Inside Wang Deming's mansion.

Wang Deming finished his tiring day and quietly returned to his room.

The waiter had already lit the lamp in the bedroom for him, and he strolled into the room.

After looking around the room, he turned his attention to his bed. He was about to read for a while before going to bed. Suddenly, all the lights in the room went out in an instant.

Wang Deming was frightened when he realized what had happened. He stood there, not daring to move.

"I wonder who you are?

I hope you'll forgive me if I miss you from afar. "Wang Deming suppressed his panic in the face of the unknown and said with a trembling voice.

"I think you should have foreseen my arrival." In the dim room, behind Wang Deming, a calm voice came into Wang Deming's ears.

'I! ’ When Wang Deming heard this, he was shocked. This word and every note of this word made him extremely sensitive.

Wang Deming glanced behind him hard, trying to see the person behind him clearly, but he couldn't see anything clearly, so he lowered his head again and turned his head to aim at the place where the sound came from behind.

But this cautious move turned out to be like a hawk looking at a wolf when it backfired.

Think for a moment.

"Your Majesty, Wang Deming, see you." After Wang Deming saw the face of the person behind him, he quickly fell to the ground.

Li Xingyun remained silent.

"His Majesty's presence here really makes the humble house shine..." Wang Deming said this, but in the middle of the sentence, cold sweat could not stop flowing down his face.

"You seem very nervous." Li Xingyun sat calmly in front of a table, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table, and said in a deep voice to Wang Deming in front of him.

"Your Majesty is so powerful that I bow my head." Wang Deming said tremblingly.

The nervousness and fear at this moment were not disguised, because he really did not expect that Li Xingyun would come here in person.

Don't say that he is not prepared. He is unprepared at this moment. Even if he is prepared, he may not be able to suppress the panic in his heart. This is Li Xingyun.

"You should have been dead, whether it was because of your use of bad people or your betrayal of King Zhao." Li Xingyun looked at Wang Deming in front of him, thinking about his actions, trying to pass the mark he might leave in the history books. After a few strokes, some clues were inferred, and I was thinking about what would happen if it was Yuan Tiangang, and said calmly.

Let you have many thoughts and half-hearted thoughts, and I will try my best to subdue you. This is to be overbearing!

Although the tone of these words was not cold and the voice was very calm, when they fell in Wang Deming's ears, they sounded like thunder on the ground, which shocked Wang Deming's heart.

The emperor really saw through it.

Yes, yes, how could such a small trick be hidden from the emperor's eyes? This is Li Xingyun, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Xingyun!

How to do?

How to reply?

Could it be that today is the day when I, Wang Deming, will die?

"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, spare your life, I am a loyal and good man of the Tang Dynasty, but I can't stand Wang Zhaozuo's rebellious behavior. I don't know, I don't know where to start with the word "utility"?" Wang Deming kowtowed heavily to the ground, and his tone changed from panic to sad. The way.

"Yes or no, that's all." Li Xingyun said.

Wang Deming was frightened again when he heard this.

"So now, do you know the reason why you are still alive?" Li Xingyun casually picked up a volume of slips on the case and flipped through it while saying, without looking at Wang Deming at all when he spoke. "I, I..." Wang Deming was speechless for a moment. He was too nervous and didn't know what to say. Big beads of sweat fell on the ground.

Li Xingyun casually dropped the cloth in his hand, and then stood up calmly. Rolling wind pressure formed around his body, pressing towards Wang Deming with an extreme sense of oppression. His dragon robe fluttered in the wind, making a hunting sound.

"I understand, I understand!

Chen Quan understood.

Because, because I can become the King of Zhao, I can become the King of Zhao of the Tang Dynasty! "Wang Deming suddenly spoke and shouted.

"Well said, but you have no second choice at all." Li Xingyun looked at Wang Deming in front of him and said in a cold tone: "Give you a chance to prove it to me."

"Your Majesty, I obey the order!" Wang Deming climbed up with a stroke of the pole, and climbed down the donkey on the slope, which was faster.

"Huh..." Wang Deming let out a long breath.

He knew that he would live, no, to be more precise, he would not die today.

At this moment, his mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything. After the intense tension, even if he tried hard to think about something, he couldn't help but find it difficult to concentrate.

But his relief did not last long. The emperor's words rang in his ears again, giving him a slap in the face.

"By the way, hurry up..." Li Xingyun said.

He vaguely remembered that the other party launched a rebellion before Li Keyong died and killed his adoptive father Wang Rong. In other words, the seemingly submissive person in front of him was actually not simple.

"Because in seven days, a detailed file recording what you and Quinn talked about will be placed in front of Wang Rong."

For some reason, there was no rain at this moment, but there was a thunderous explosion in the sky, almost making Wang Deming unable to maintain his posture.

He is still too naive.

He thought he could rely on his own wisdom and ambition to climb up step by step, but he never thought that the moment he harmed others with his evil skills, he would plant fatal consequences for himself.

If Wang Rong knew what he and Quinn said that day, it goes without saying that he would be dead.

No matter how stupid Wang Rong is, he will not allow him to cheat like this. Even if Wang Rong dotes on his adopted son, it is not as good as his own son Wang Zhaozuo.

He attempted to use the emperor's power to destroy Wang Rong and Wang Zhaozuo and replace them, but he never wanted to find himself in such a difficult situation.

Seven days, seven days, he would not have enough time to prepare fully. Even if he could win, it would be a miserable victory, and he would have very little power left.

At that time, not only would he have to bear the infamy of killing his brother and his father, but he would also have to surrender the entire Zhao Kingdom.

But he had no choice. Since he was one move away, he had no choice but to admit it. We must fight to the death, there is still a glimmer of hope, and we can only wait to die.

'I would rather be a peace dog than a man in troubled times...' Wang Deming said in his heart. Under the throne, there were always numerous bones.

He thought of the disdain hidden in his eyes when he was drinking with Quinn a few days ago, and of the joy he felt when he felt that Wang Zhaozuo was about to die. In just a few days, it had become a joke.

He kept kneeling for an unknown amount of time until his body could no longer support him and he collapsed.

At this moment, he had time to see clearly that the emperor was no longer in the room.

At this moment, the night is already dark, and the bright moon steps out from the dark clouds, spreading its bright moonlight and falling on the person with broken dreams...

(End of this chapter)