What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

"Come here for me!!"

Accompanied by Duan Jianxue's roar, the jasper coat let out a sharp roar, and then poured into Duan Jianxue's body like a surging tide.

The momentum keeps rising, and the cultivation base keeps increasing.

Above the sky, black dragons and golden dragons intertwine with each other, and in the center of the vortex-shaped eye of the storm, the two giant dragons both emerged from Duan Jianxue's body, and gradually merged into one with the violent rain and thunder. Together.

There was a thunderstorm.

The golden light and the thunder complement each other.

The power of the dragon veins flowed into Duan Jianxue's body, and this indestructible barrier also collapsed and burst in the blink of an eye.

The raindrops that were isolated from the outside finally broke through the barrier and fell down in a torrent, hitting Liu Chengkong, Chen Anning and others.

The blood-stained dragon robe was wet with water droplets and became as heavy as a mountain.

The originally majestic and heroic Sage raised his head, not much surprised, but his eyes were dripping with rain complicatedly, staring at the unparalleled girl who was floating in the air in the distance and controlled the thunder and golden light in the eye of the storm.

clap la la...

The ground was so wet that it began to slip easily, and the raindrops fell on the armor, and then flowed down the metallic armor surface.

Liu Lan's loose hair was also wet, and the water droplets ran across her cheeks, stayed on her chin for a moment, and then quickly fell to the ground.

inside the field.

There was no longer the breath of the holy ancestor, Xiao Nianqing left the stage, and Liu Chengkong was exhausted.

Only Duan Jianxue, who was soaring in the air, gradually exuded a few traces of aura that was close to the holy ancestors.

Liu Chengkong didn't speak.

No one spoke.

Da Lie's majesty just took two steps back and leaned on his unfinished statue of the emperor.

He glanced back, his face was so gloomy that it seemed to drip black water.

The Emperor Statue is not yet complete.

The army in the imperial city was defeated in front of the spiritual dust magic weapon.

The Imperial Guards are also at a disadvantage, and will soon be defeated.

Now even the dragon veins no longer belong to him.

He took a deep breath.

Regret, helplessness, bitterness...

Liu Chengkong looked at Liu Lan in the distance, several emotions mixed together, but in the end they could only come together in one sentence.

"Lan'er, well done."

He casually found a broken sword from a distance, and threw it in front of Liu Lan.

And he himself was leaning tightly on the statue of the emperor, and said calmly.

"Now……"

"Come and take your throne."

666. Times Have Changed

Calculations and wits don't always come in handy.

Liu Lan thought about how to win the confrontation with Liu Chengkong many times, but no matter how she thought about it, she always thought that she would be short.

When it comes to city government and calculations, she thinks that she may not be as good as the current Great Martyr.

If you want to push him down from the throne, you can only use things that cannot be calculated.

Duan Jianxue is the key that cannot be calculated.

As long as the key point is to fight for the dragon veins, no matter how strong Liu Chengkong's calculations are, he can only choose to fight Duan Jianxue.

The core of the plan was proposed by Chen Anning, and then perfected by Liu Lan himself.

The torrential rain poured down and fell on the broken sword.

In the silence, Liu Lan slowly picked up the ordinary sword, which was even full of cracks.

The flames of war gradually dissipated from the devastated imperial city, and a few figures in the distance also walked towards the huge square in front of the hall.

First came the old sword master from Daojian Mountain, then Gu Xun from Wanmo Liyuan, and then Su Zizhou from Chen Anning's force.

None of the three Heavenly Venerates belonged to the powerful forces, and their appearance also announced the failure of the Longzhong Guards.

above the sky.

The gatekeeper who fought with the comfort gun had to put down the sword in his hand.

He may still have the strength to fight.

But everything is over.

Accompanied by this cold rain, the chapter of Dalie Dynasty is about to be turned over.

Because Liu Lan, the leader of the conspiracy, the former third princess of the Dalie royal family, is slowly walking towards Liu Chengkong with the broken sword.

The Great Martyr leaned close to the statue of the emperor like a walking corpse, and the unfinished statue seemed to be telling his unfinished hegemony.

Between the hair that was wet and drooping by the raindrops, there was pride in those dark eyes.

If it were someone else, maybe they would take the initiative to relinquish their throne at this moment and hand it over to the increasingly outstanding woman in front of them.

However, Liu Chengkong would not do this.

His pride and self-esteem would not allow him to do so.

Unless one's own ability is insufficient, there should only be a sage who died on the throne, and there should not be a sage who abdicates voluntarily.

……

Liu Lan understands.

She understands everything.

Since the day when Concubine Ronghua died, Liu Lan found that she gradually understood her father.

Compared with the time when her father was very kind to everyone and everything, she became more understanding of her father.

Later, Liu Chengkong arbitrarily bestowed upon the civil and military officials of the court with his own will, his personality changed suddenly, and he was keen on war and conquest...

Liu Lan can roughly understand the meaning of it.

Later, when Eunuch Liu's head appeared in the military tent, although Liu Lan took a long time to calm down.

But it was also because of her calmness during that time that she could figure out the mind and character of the Holy Majesty.

She finally found something.

She is the same as Liu Chengkong.

It's not that she will also carry out those crazy actions, but that she is almost the same as Liu Chengkong in her resoluteness and thinking when doing things.

If Duan Jianxue inherited Liu Chengkong's talent for controlling dragon veins.

Then Liu Lan probably inherited Liu Chengkong's style and personality.

The so-called father and daughter are probably like this.

……

So when the raindrops fell on Liu Chengkong's dilapidated body, Liu Lan understood his mood better than anyone present.

He hoped to die on the throne, in the hands of the next generation of saints.

Because if the positions were reversed, Liu Lan would do the same.

Therefore, when striking, her sword will not hesitate.

This is Liu Lan, who is a daughter, and Liu Lan, who is the next generation of sages, the last gift to the father and the late emperor.

……

The sword pierces the heart.

Without any resistance, Liu Chengkong let the sharp sword pass through his chest, through his skin and flesh and blood, and then pierced the most critical heart at the same time.

He allowed the blood to rush and not to control it, let the meridian go wild but not to suppress it, and then let the blood rush from his throat to his mouth and flow out from the corner of his mouth.

The incomparable holy majesty seemed to be nailed to the statue of the emperor, he stretched out his hand with great difficulty and trembling, and put it on Liu Lan's shoulder.

He didn't open his mouth, didn't say anything, he just patted Liu Lan's shoulder with his hand.

In those eyes, the light gradually dissipated, it reflected the appearance of his daughter holding a sword in both hands, and she didn't know whether it was water droplets or teardrops all over her face.

Crash.

It's really quiet.

Nothing could be heard except the sound of the rain falling and rippling.

It wasn't until Liu Lan pulled out the broken sword from Liu Chengkong's body that the sound of his body falling woke everyone up.

Only then did everyone realize what they had witnessed just now.

The bright red blood mixed with the rainwater spread out, staining the broken dragon veins red, as if to completely submerge Liu Chengkong.

The icy cold wind blew out Liu Chengkong's breath, and soon he fell motionless in a pool of blood, and the breath of life flowed away like raindrops.

hard to imagine.

In the crowd, someone raised his head and looked at the unfinished but overbearing emperor statue.

Liu Chengkong, who was supposed to sit on the throne and dominate the world, now died under a broken sword, at the hands of his own daughter.

of course.

It's just physical death, which is not considered a real death for Liu Chengkong in the Heavenly Exalted Realm.

His spirit at this moment has not dissipated, but now his weak spirit can be completely wiped out by any monk present.

Liu Lan didn't do that, she just thought of something suddenly, and looked at the gatekeeper not far away.