Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

The road to emperor emperor is very smooth on He Zheng. No one can be as cruel as he is, and start so thoroughly. So, the final winner is him.

When he took the throne, the officials who had previously opposed him in support of other princes were all ashamed, shivering with congratulations from the ministers, or finally bowing their heads willingly.

He was pleased and should laugh, but he was really seated in a large and cold dragon chair, but he was not at all happy.

Desperate, he returned to the dormitory to rest early, but he did not expect that the niece was so incompetent. Even the soothing soup he often drank was not ready. He had to look tired and asked, "What about the soothing soothing soup?"

When Hezheng asked such a question, the maidservants responsible for his diet looked at each other, kneeling in panic and begging for mercy, "The emperor, the emperor atonement, there is no calming soup tonight ..."

He Zheng frowned impatiently. "Why? What about the chef who makes soup?"

If in the past, he would not be entangled with a bowl of soup, but this bowl of soothing soup is also essential to him and has a significant meaning.

Since the day he decided to seize power, the daily killings and tactics have made his mind particularly tired, and it seems that at night he will hear the sound of crying, disturbing him to sleep.

This bowl of soothing soup seems very precious, but it is not that the medicinal materials are scarce, but this prescription is very difficult to find and the effect is very good. After taking it every night, his tense nerves can be slightly soothed and sleep smoothly.

But at this time, even his little comfort was gone.

Until the voice of the maidservant's weak mosquito came, "Actually ... the Anshen soup was sent by the three princes. Before, the prince ordered the slaves to seal it, and don't tell the emperor ..."

Why is there no soothing soup? The answer is obvious. The three princes are dead and dead under his hands. No one will give him soup at night.

He Zheng froze for a moment, never thinking that the answer was like this, his chest was filled with depression and he couldn't get up and down.

He gritted his teeth, what the brother Huang sent him, he was dead! He was irritable, and said, "Let others do it!" He didn't believe it, and it was worth the anger of such a bowl of soup?

He Zheng's emotions have always been more restrained. Even if there is killing or anger, it will be well suppressed, not overspoken, but at this time the slaves in a row were scared by the anger in his eyebrows. Zhanzhan, said again and again, immediately sent a bowl of warm soup medicine.

As a result, He Zheng took a sip and dropped the good porcelain bowl on the ground.

It's not the taste, it's not! This strange taste seemed to evoke many of his thoughts, and he finally realized that many things had gradually gotten out of his control and became overwhelmed.

The group of people around him couldn't detect his mind, didn't hesitate, and immediately knelt down in fear, scratching his head for atonement. The expressions of begging crying, and the appearance of slaves with their knees on the knees, made He Zheng look distracted. Their begging voices were extremely noisy in his ears, and he drove everyone out of the hall.

In front of the empty inner hall, he took off his shirt, washed, and slept alone.

He Zheng thought he would sleepless all night, but in the middle of the night, he dreamed of Herron, who had already died. The sullen air in his chest seemed to fade away, and his nerves also relaxed and fell into sleep.

But this does not seem to be a dream, but a memory.

When he was a teenager, the relationship between them was very close. They read and learn calligraphy together and did not participate in the games of other princes. Heron was because of his indifferent temperament and he didn't like to play with them.

His mother-in-law is the most favored concubine. He was pretentious and enjoyed endless love at birth. Although he did not hate Heron, he still looked down on his humble mother. By the way, he felt that Herron Identity is inferior to him.

He was arrogant and arrogant at an early age. Since the death of his mother, everything has changed. He fell from the cloud to the bottom of the valley. People who flattered him at the same time also mocked him. He was panicked and very angry, They often hide in the Royal Garden and cry after being insulted.

And Heron, sitting quietly in the distant pavilion, stared at him. Wait until he shed tears before coming over and asking him if he wants to cry.

He remembered his eyes filled with hatred and vowed, saying that he must be the most honorable person in the world, controlling the fate, life and death of everyone.

How was Brother Three Emperors at the time ...? He regretted that he didn't remember every detail. He only faintly remembered that Heron's hands were soft and warm. He touched the top of his head with a little force, and the pear blossomed behind him, his voice was gentle and no persuasion. He did not fear or laugh at him, but just smiled and answered, "You will."

You will get what you want.

The night was as cold as water, and the young emperor awakened from his sleep. He looked around the darkness where he could not see his five fingers, unloaded all the restraint and pride of his whole body, and shrank his body without any image.

There seemed to be a hide-and-seek in which the man had played with him.

At that time, he always disappeared suddenly, and then when he couldn't find his trace and left his hands in a desperate mood, he suddenly appeared in front of him.

But now, will the emperor still appear?

...

Heron felt that he was dead because his body was frozen in bones, but he felt that he was still alive, because he felt that his soul was gradually coming out, fluttering, swinging with the wind, and free.

He didn't know where he was, but he drifted aimlessly, thinking whether he was going to have a rebirth, whether he would meet He Zheng in his next life, and finally he couldn't let go of his mind.

His soul rose to midair, all around was empty, and nothing was seen.

"While not yet reborn, make an exchange with me." A middle-aged man's voice sounded in the air, and he didn't know where he said it.

For the first person he met after his death, Heron was still curious, especially the exchange he said, couldn't he do it after he was born?

The same voice sounded again, "You will definitely respond to me, this is a good deal. Little brother, you haven't finished your birthday, you shouldn't die young, and it won't take long for you to be recruited to give birth. You Should we know that people have three souls and six souls? And I only need your soul to resurrect you. Am I right? "

The voice of the other party seemed a bit sly, but Heron was unmoved, and his speech was full of loneliness and despair. "How can the resurrection ..." His loved one is no longer there, and the admirer is without him. He is alive, but is implicated Innocent people around.

The anonymous person was obviously unhappy. "You can't say that, because you died early, so you have to enjoy some interesting things after you are resurrected."

To be honest, before he found Heron, he also encountered another wandering soul, but the other party seemed to be an infatuated species, and he cherished his love for his lover, and refused to give up his emotions when he said anything, and resurrected him. There is no temptation to say that, because his lover has been dead for many years.

He also has to admit that it is very difficult for a person to surrender his precious emotions casually.

The unknown person did not intend to force Heron, but what he said just made Heron's heart again.

Indeed, he spent most of his childhood in the deep palace. He watched the flowers and watched the moon every day. He was accompanied by books or ancient lanterns. Unlike other princes, he had the opportunity to fight on the battlefield or govern, and live outside the palace. There are many worlds in the text that he has not experienced.

Because I haven't experienced it, the next time I think about it, I want it very much. Because he lives, there are infinite possibilities and hopes. He still wants to live.

"I promise." Heron nodded, giving him a positive answer.

Seeing that he had made a good decision, the anonymous person was very satisfied, and waved his hand to take away Heron's emotions.

A transparent and tangible thing was pulled from the top of Heron's head, a pain came from his brain and even the soul, Heron resisted the urge to shout, and clenched his teeth tightly, heart I don't know if I feel sad or expectant.

When the emotion left his body with difficulty, his soul made a loud noise, like the sound of soul and □□ recombination, and then opened his eyes again, he already had a body, the touch of the skin was real and With warmth, he stood firmly on the ground.

He looked to the sparse villages in the distance. The boiling blood suddenly cooled down, and then he remembered Hezheng. His heart had become a wave of still water, no waves, the numb heart that had been hurting, and it had become unprecedentedly calm, Lost emotion, in exchange for new students, who can say that this is a bad thing?

He has no feelings of grief and is a new born. Heron looked up at a bit of nothingness in the air, faintly felt that the unknown person had not disappeared, thanked immediately, hesitated again and again, and made a request.

The personality of the unknown person is very straightforward and generous. After completing his wish, he is also happy to help Heron.

"I want my jade." That's the one that his mother left for him.

In Heron's eyes, the unknown person is superb. His other half of the jade was given to He Zheng, but after losing his emotions, he lost all his affection for him and naturally wanted to get it back, but he could not return to the palace again and could only turn to him for help.

Thinking that his request would be very embarrassing, Heron was ready to be rejected, but the unknown person seemed to be very good. This matter was nothing more than a piece of cake in his eyes. He didn't care too much about responding. When he got down, he said, "It's easy for me and you to do something trivial."

After the other party spoke, they issued a long "um-", seemingly looking for something.

Heron waited quietly, and then suddenly heavy things appeared in his hands, and the familiar touch restored his cold heart to a touch of temperature.

He bent his lips and thanked the unknown man, but he seemed to be gone.

Heron took out the other half that belonged to him and brought the two halves together, perfectly fitting, and when the two pieces of jade touched together, they attracted each other like magnets and merged with each other, Became a complete piece of jade where no trace of gaps could be found.

Heron frowned, wondering the magic of this jade jade, and was about to look at it. He saw a dazzling light flashing. He closed his eyes, but unconsciously loosened his hands. When he was worried that jade jade would fall on the ground After the damage, he looked down and found only a black booklet on the ground.

He remembered that there was no such booklet. He picked it up and continued to look down for his jade, muttering to himself, "What about jade?"

Unexpectedly, the booklet in his hand seemed to understand human speech, shook his body, made a loud flipping sound, opened the first page by himself, and the clear characters on it were reflected in Heron's eyes.

【I am】

For a moment, Heron didn't feel scared, but just found it interesting, and then tentatively asked, "Are you spiritual?"

The manual ignored his doubts and continued to turn the pages.

[Since you opened the manual, you are already bound to it! I hope the host accepts the arrangement of fate and successfully completes the mission of each world ...]

Although Heron couldn't understand what he was saying, he probably knew that he seemed to be scheduled to go to another world, and he frowned. "What if I don't want to?"

[Cannot be hosted, soon after, the host will be automatically transmitted to other worlds! 】

"Then I don't do the task you said?"

【will die. The booklet's answer was very concise.

Heron was helpless. He had just been resurrected and was threatened with death. Anyway, he has nowhere to go now, he still compromises, and no longer resists, just keeps asking, "What is your manual? What do I need to do in the world you say?"

The pamphlet in front of me was paused for a long time, and slowly opened a page, explaining:

[I'm a handbook that helps every hero in the world become famous. The host's mission is consistent with my goals. 】

Heron nodded clearly. A gentleman has the beauty of an adult. If he can help others become famous, he is naturally happy. Now that he can't resist, he will accept it altogether, to experience a different life ...

...

After the new emperor ascended the throne, it seems that his temperament has changed greatly. He used to show bloodthirsty characteristics. Now he is very afraid of seeing blood. His calm and calm personality has also become furious. From time to time, his weak nerves will be touched and then punished A large number of palace people.

The brother died, and his loved ones were few. His wife was not married and he was not satisfied. There were few people in the palace. It always seemed particularly lonely.

Passing the Royal Garden, countless memories seemed to swallow up He Zheng, and he was horrified to find how long he wanted to see the figure sitting in the pavilion again.

Watching day after day, there are regular gifts, soothing soup delivered every night, and a box full of paintings and calligraphy about him in his house, which has always opposed his Zhong family, but suddenly supported him to the throne ... All of the thoughts and love originally came from that person.

He had never noticed, that person had been obscured, so small, willing to stay behind him, and even if his hands were covered with blood, he would only help and tolerate his cruelty.

It wasn't until his wish was fulfilled and that person died that he found out that his love was so beautiful, the only comfort he had left, but he didn't know it at all, and himself killed this tenderness. He was willing to turn back, but the person who had been behind him was gone.

He frowned fragilely, remembering that Heron had given him many things, he suddenly regained his strength, looked up from the loss, immediately called the maid, and asked her to send everything Heron had delivered. , Even if you see things, you can make him feel better.

However, the palace maid replied recklessly. Before him, he had said that he would not accept the gifts of the three princes, so the following people have always been ordered to lose ...

So he didn't even think about it? With this in mind, He Zheng lost his energy and couldn't even get angry. He raised his head stupidly, his cheeks cold, like tears.

The look of the emperor wolf was shocking, and the maid quickly kneeled down to remind him that there was a piece of jade in the inner temple, but before finishing, the emperor rushed to the inner temple regardless of the image, and turned upside down in a panic. Finally found the small brocade box, which was empty.

"Where's the jade? What about the jade?" He Zheng repeated incoherently, turning the locker over and over, finally smashing the cabinet with a slump.

Several palace ladies were also scared of pear blossoms and rain. I don't know what the situation is. The half of the jade jade, their guarantees are well managed, and no one has ever approached ... Why is this gone? It looks crazy. Emperor, they are all despair.

He Zheng's body fell to the ground with a thump, and the coldness of the ground passed directly to his heart. He pushed away to lift his maid, and covered his eyes with his arms weakly.

The only thing left by that man was missing ... nothing was missing ... he was missing ...

The emperor lying embarrassed on the ground only felt that the world was dying. All the noisy sounds in his ears and the blurry pictures in front of him were all broken. In the darkness of despair, a human voice and smile-Herron.

He was not alive and pretentious, thinking that his world had never let go of Heron, but now he had to admit that his world was him and there was nothing left.

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