With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 86 Closing
  Is Tuoba Han really dead?

People in the world always listen to hearsay and believe it to be true.

Some people will use Fu Tianming's head as a memorial to make excuses.

He swore that Tuoba Han died under Fu Tianming's sword.

It was like, he was really there.

I also really saw the scene of two people fighting.

As everyone knows, eyes can sometimes be deceiving.

Fu Tianming had deceived himself.

Likewise, he has deceived thousands of people.

When Tuoba Han appeared in Xiang Yang and carried out a brazen assassination.

Countless officers, soldiers and ministers were present.

Xiu Yidu, who was guarding him, commanded Zhao Gao.

Even "Zhao Qing" sitting in the imperial chariot knew it.

He is not dead.

But Nan Yan teamed up with Tuoba Han and Fu Tianming.

Together, they put on a big show for Zhou Junchen.

What drama?

Substituting one thing for another, to deceive others.

can only say.

Fu Tianming deserves to be the national master of Nanyan.

In order to repay Murong Luo for his knowledge and help.

He was able to let go of his deep hatred for the destruction of his country and his species, and joined forces with Tuoba Han.

He played a cruel trick on the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Even at the expense of himself.

In exchange for such an opportunity today.

A chance to assassinate the Empress of Zhou unexpectedly.

It's easy to convince Tuoba Han.

The Turks died in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and his hatred for the Great Zhou Dynasty was just like Fu Tianming's hatred for him.

Unforgettable and unforgettable.

Because Da Zhou not only destroyed his country, but also ended his broken dream of success.

Three hundred years have passed, even though Emperor Qian tried his best to destroy it.

But as long as one person knows about this kind of thing, it cannot be stopped.

Although it is now a secret, those who can become great masters will always have the ability to know.

Therefore, he had enough reasons to participate in the assassination.

But the weird thing is.

Where did another great master come from?

Sitting in the imperial chariot, "Zhao Qing" was not moved at all by the changes in the outside world.

Putting his hands on the long black sword lying flat on his knees, he tapped his fingertips lightly.

In my heart, I was thinking about whether there was a match or not.

Ji Donglai, that old guy?

Impossible.

The old guy had already been scared out of his wits by the secret after it was broken.

After so many years, martial arts cultivation has not been able to make progress.

I'm afraid, there are signs of regression.

Moreover, he is afraid that if he exerts too much force, he will be rejected by this world and forced to break away.

It's too late to escape from this kind of thing, so how can you take the initiative to run into it.

So, is it Li Zhen?
  Thinking of this, even her cold and unusual face.

At this time, he couldn't help but draw a smile.

He secretly wondered if he had waited too long, so he had some ridiculous ideas.

Having known each other for many years, I knew exactly what kind of person he was.

It seems that there are no desires or demands, no fighting or grabbing.

But in reality, he is a man with big desires inside.

It's just that his desire is not here.

He also plans everything clearly and never wants to owe anyone any favors.

Even if you let him take action once, you still have to pay some price.

It was even more impossible for Murong Lue to invite him.

That's the rest.

There are only those old cans that have been stored for some time.

Or, another lucky one.

"Zhao Qing" couldn't help but sneer when she thought of the Xiantian Palace that had frequently appeared abnormally in recent years.

It seems that there has been no broken existence for a long time.

It made the other side a little anxious.

But it doesn't matter.

After some time, I go there myself and talk to them again.

just now
  "Just you two, nothing more!"

No longer aware of the existence of other hidden beings in the darkness.

"Zhao Qing" stared at the surface of the long sword that was so deep that it seemed to swallow everything.

Looking at the indifferent eyes reflected in them, she lightly opened her red lips:
  "Then let's end this." The true meaning of martial arts, which is as vast as the sky and as indifferent as the sky, is suddenly revealed.

Among them, a sword intent mixed with a sense of death and annihilation rose into the sky.

The sword energy raged and shattered the emperor's chariot.

Revealing the figure standing proudly here, as indifferent as a flying fairy.

"You are."

"Zhao Shenyue!"

The sounds of fright and panic were accompanied by the sudden onset of cold light, almost at the same time.

hard to imagine.

These are words from the mouth of a great innate master.

But the fact is, that's it.

The cold light that was as sharp as a rainbow suddenly lost its momentum.

He hurriedly returned to defense, trying to resist the death sword that had already been unsheathed.

However, at this point, it was too late.

The shadow of the sword that swallowed up all the light fell, bringing life to an end.

The shock on his handsome face, which showed a bit of vicissitudes of life, has not yet dissipated, and his eyes have lost their sparkle.

Tuoba Han was truly dead at this moment.

And his companion, a young one.

A man with a weird hairstyle that is half bald and half long.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he ran away.

Zhao Shenyue just glanced at him and did not pursue him.

The end is decided.

It doesn't make much sense to pursue it or not.

She just put her hands behind her back and looked far away in the direction of Jinling.

Thinking that it would only take a while to recover it and get back the things that were temporarily in Murong Lue's hands.

Her years of planning came to fruition.

From then on, there will be no obstacles in martial arts practice until it is broken.

But it's obviously a good thing that it's been a long time coming.

But at this moment, there were some vague waves in her heart.

The eighteenth year of Heaven's decree, June.

Emperor Yan Murong Lue's plan to assassinate the Empress of Zhou was discovered.

The eldest princess Zhao Shenyue took the emperor's chariot and pretended to be Zhao Qing to fish and enforce the law.

Without any knowledge.

Tuoba Han was killed by Zhao Shenyue's sword.

Another great master is missing.

At this point, Murong Lue lost his last hope of making a comeback.

Wherever the Zhou army passed, there was no resistance.

September of the same year.

The army broke through Jinling and returned to their homeland.

After a lapse of eighteen years.

The southern land lost in the hands of Emperor Daojun.

Today, I returned to the embrace of Dazhou again.

After hearing this letter, countless elderly people in the Zhou Dynasty burst into tears.

They all used this National Day event to pay tribute to the spirits of their ancestors in heaven.

And when the Zhou army entered the Jinling Palace.

Murong Lue, Emperor Yan, was wearing twelve crowns and sitting on the dragon chair.

His body did not fall.

Not even a little bit of bend.

However, he had already closed his eyes.

This royal family member has placed the hopes of countless people since he was a child and inspired him to regain his motherland.

He succeeded and he failed.

Finally, with his unfulfilled dream, after taking charge of Nanyan for eighteen years.

On the Dragon Chair, in the Golden Palace.

Forever closed his eyes.

Come to think of it, if there is such a thing as Hades.

He can also hold his chest and head high to meet his ancestors who have high hopes for him.

Although he did not do well during his reign, he was still better than thousands.

At least, he succeeded in restoring the country.

Zhao Qing saw this scene when she came in.

Nothing was said.

I just ordered someone to give him a decent burial.

By the way, let his family reunite with him and don't let him be too lonely underground.

The empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty was never an ordinary woman with a soft heart.

Although, she has no feelings for most of the royal families in the capital.

But if you are in the first grade and I am in the fifteenth grade, don’t complain too much.

That's how things are in the world, what comes comes comes around.

(End of this chapter)