Rebirth: Degenerate Slave Abuses Tyrant

After seeing the old man in the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, it is now May of the coming year.

The oil tung in the Yi Jin Garden opened a tree of Tonghua, and the Pingzhang Emperor Dragon Xuan, who enjoyed the snowy May snow scene, was finally subjected to the cold.

"Mayday is over," Long Xuan said to the doctors, "How can you still suffer from the cold?"

The doctors don’t dare to say that the dragon is under the age of Longxuan. It’s only for Longxuan: “If you are restless, your body will be able to settle down.”

"Oh is old," Long Xuan laughed. "You don't have to say this kind of wide-minded words."

The doctors all bowed their heads and said nothing.

"Go all go," Long Xuan waved his hand and let the doctors retreat.

Only the blessings in the bedroom of the Changming Hall are accompanied by his own master.

"You have to talk to you today," Long Xuan said to Fu: "Now you are free, you say, what is the matter?"

Fu Dadao said: "Your Majesty, Fugong Gonggong died yesterday."

Long Xuan "oh", "to the age," he said to Fu: "There are people who have this day, his aftermath, you have done it."

Blessing is busy: "The slaves follow the instructions."

"What did he say when he died?" Long Xuan thought about it, or asked.

"Fugong Gonggong said that he still has to wait for his life," Fu said.

Long Xuan laughed, "The next life," he said with a smile: "Why are so many people talking about the afterlife?"

Fu looked at Long Xuan, he could not laugh.

Long Xuan laughed for a while and then sinked again. After Fu Yun ordered a good fight by Luo Wei, he never went to Long Xuan’s side. In the ten years in which Luo Wei was in power, Fu Yun was only able to stay in the sin room in the palace, and did not dare to go one step further. But at that time, Rovi had too many things to worry about, a small blessing, will not occupy a lot of position in Luo Wei's heart, so that the former general manager of the **** can live until yesterday.

"Your Majesty?" Fu went to tempted and shouted Long Xuan.

"You also retreat," Long Xuan said: "I want to take a break."

Fu went backwards and walked out of the emperor's bedroom.

Long Xuan smiled and now he said that he wants to rest, fearing that it is like a lot of people. He still has a lot of things to think about, but even if he has been given him a hundred years of life, it seems that it is still not enough. It is useless when people are old. Long Xuan was helpless with his old age and gradually fell asleep.

When Long Hao went to the dormitory of Changming Temple, his father was still asleep. Long Yan stood on the side of the bed and looked at Long Xuan's eyes. His father, the holy prince in the world's population, was finally physically weak.

"When did you come?" Long Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his Prince's Road before standing at the bed.

Long Hao was busy in front of the dragon couch: "The father, the child has just arrived."

The sneer in Long Xuan’s heart is not revealed. He has not yet reached the point where he can’t move. The people around him have started to choose a new master for himself. He fell asleep on the dragon couch, and the people of Changming Hall Even put the Prince into the temple.

"Father," Long Yu shouted Long Xuan.

"After three days," Long Xuan said to Long: "You are ready, and you are going to pass on to you."

Long Xuan was stabbed by Long Xuan, looking at Long Xuan did not know how to react.

"You have been a Prince for too long, can't wait?" Long Xuan asked Long, and he looked calm and could not see the anger.

Long Hao hurriedly gave Long Xuan’s head: "The children are not afraid, look at the father and the emperor."

Long Xuan Chong Long swayed his hand and said: "Hey, I will pass this river to you. You can't die at this time. I want to see what you can do as an emperor."

"Does the father want to annihilate the children?" Long Hao asked Long Xuandao.

"Hey, I want to make myself feel at ease," Long Xuan said coldly. "Not for your wish."

"Father of the Emperor!"

"I also counted the father of the cockroach," Long Xuan said: "So your mind knows."

The dragon didn't talk anymore. He is now understanding his father. If he says that he breaks, then you don't need to argue anything.

"Go," Long Xuandao: "Xuan Zuoxiang, they come to the temple, and they will deduct it tonight."

“Is the father really willing to give up the rights to the children?” Long Hao asked.

"Subsidiary father industry," Long Xuandao: "The things that are embarrassing will be yours."

"Children are obeying the purpose," Long Yu and Xuan Xuan smashed a song.

On this night, the civil and military ministers of Pingzhang Dynasty went to the emperor's bedroom in Changming Hall.

"Read it," Long Xuan saw that his civil and military people had arrived, and he said to the blessing next to the dragon couch.

When Fu arrived, he shuddered and chanted the Emperor Pingzhang’s Zen.

The princes knew that the dragons and dragons had dyed the cold, but they did not expect that the dragons and dragons had fallen into the meditation on the day of illness.

"Mingyuan left," after the completion of the Zen position in Fu, after the ministers met the new emperor, Long Xuan opened the way.

Yuande Emperor Dragon's first exited the bedroom, and the group of ministers followed him, and they all retreated.

Xie language went to the dragon couch of Long Xuan, and squatted down: "Chen did not expect that his majesty would be willing."

Long Xuandao: "Now it seems that when you were exhausted, you just wanted to smash them."

"The Jiangshan under the rule of Majesty is a prosperous world," Xie said. "Your Majesty should not give birth to such feelings now."

"You are also old," Long Xuan said to Xie. "Is it possible to be the left side of my big week after you?"

"Luo Yuxuan's fourth son, Luo Qi, is now a lieutenant in the Prince. According to his relationship with His Royal Highness, Luo Qi will definitely worship."

“It’s another Luojiazi,” Long Xuan said with a smile. “Sometimes I will think about it. The phase of my big week is not specially prepared for them.”

In the eyes of Xie, there was a suspicious color flashing past. "Your Majesty, this speaker can't understand."

“Nothing,” Long Xuandao said: “Hey, I don’t know what to do with Luo.”

Xie said: "Your Majesty, do you want to see Luo Qi?"

"He doesn't have to be a servant under the shackles. What do you think of him?" Long Xuan said: "Luo's children, who want to come is also a good look, God is still very fond of You Yan Luo."

Xie is also a smile, Luo Qi is known as a beautiful jade, Long Xuan said that he has a good look, this statement is true.

"Mingyuan," Long Xuan suddenly asked Xie again: "Is Luo Jia buried Luo Wei outside Xuanzhou City?"

Xie Yu was shocked. After Luo Wei’s death, the body was taken away from Shangdu by Luo Qi. Long Xuan was the national burial ceremony for Jinwang, and the empty urn of Jinsi Nanmu was buried in the Xiachuan Imperial Tomb. For most of the world, this person never asked Luo Wei’s bones. Why do you want to ask today?

"After the death of the defending champion, it was also buried with Luo Wei?" Long Xuan said again: "Is that the case?"

Xie said: "After returning to the hustle and bustle, they were buried together outside Xuanzhou City." At this time, they are all in the coveted years. Some words can't be said in the past, but now they can be said without any fear.