Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

The surrounding armored guards hesitated for a moment, as if they wanted to rush back.

But Shen Du waved and asked them to step back.

Shen Du stood in the back of the light, his face not clear.

He just looked at Yun Zhao and stepped on the white jade steps slowly.

The valiant general of the past has become a scarred man.

If Shen Du had not been with him for many years, he would not have recognized Yun Zhao.

Consciousness has begun to blur, as if Yunzhao can't feel the pain, he only sticks to the direction of Shendu.

Shen Du thought that he would yell and roar.

But Yunzhao didn't.

From the beginning to the end, he kept a kind of extraordinary calm, only slightly trembled at the moment of receiving the imperial edict.

He is still a silent young man in Shen Du's memory. Holding a long sword in his hand, he can draw beautiful sword flowers with a turn.

But Shendu is no longer the sixth prince that Yunzhao knows.

In other words, Yunzhao never really knew Shendu.

He is the emperor with thousands of miles of land.

In fact, he is good at calculation and has a deep understanding of the city.

Yunzhao finally almost climbed to his body, he knelt down on one knee, just like every time he reported the war report to him.

Because he was hit by a bow and arrow on his back, Yunzhao couldn't stand up straight, so he could only bend slightly and keep silent for a long time in front of Shendu.

After a long time, Shen Du even thought that he had bled to death, Yunzhao finally spoke.

His throat is hoarse, his voice sounds very different from before, "long live, long live, long live, my emperor."

As if these words, exhausted his life's efforts, every word, Yunzhao's shoulder more and more heavy.

Shen Du did not respond.

Yun Zhao then continued to mute his voice and said, "I wish your Majesty the prosperity of mountains and rivers for thousands of years..."

He raised his head, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly on his bloody face. He looked at Shen Du and laughed.

Yun Zhao's voice is getting smaller and smaller, as if he was drunk in Shen Du's bedroom that year, and whispered, "Shen Du, if I want you, will you give it to me?".

Cloud Zhao in front of black, long sword finally can't hold "PATA" sound down.

His body is no longer uncontrolled to lean forward, hard fell on the white jade steps, bright red blood and flawless white jade formed a sharp contrast.

Unfortunately, this time, Yunzhao didn't wake up again.

Shen Du looked at his body for a long time. His fingertips trembled, and then he told people to clean it up.

He turned and went to the hall.

Walking firmly is like going to the bottomless loneliness.

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SHEN Du has taken this step.

Yunzhao's strength is too strong, and his status is prominent. Every move will affect the affairs of the imperial court.

Shen Du began to be afraid of him long ago.

From the beginning, he was on guard against Yunzhao.

No matter how arrogant he was when he got along with him, or how he showed his edge too early after he decided to take over the throne, he just wanted to paralyze Yun Zhao and let him know that he was just a fool with ambition and no brain.

For example, after Yunzhao's triumphant return, he personally welcomed him. After he ascended the throne, he allowed Yunzhao's power to grow. It's just to make Yunzhao believe that he trusts him wholeheartedly.

From the beginning, it was accompanied by the calculation of invisible people.

Shen Du never believed that Yunzhao was still reading the old friendship.

Whether it's the horse named jie'an, or the kiss of dragonfly skimming water under the starry night.

They were forgotten by Shen Du early.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't believe that Yunzhao was in love with him.

Those old scenes, like dust, dark, have become the most bitter wine in time.

At a glance, ten thousand years.