In the palace, in the dormitory.

The crown prince Zhao Tian knelt down in front of the emperor, but the emperor did not have the initial anger, let alone the slightest desire to kill and then look fast.

The emperor was very calm, sitting quietly on the dragon bed, and his tone was calm about something.

"When I die, you will be crowned emperor. What kind of immortal cultivator is not immortal, you don't have that life, don't think about it. Hate me, hate me, hate me, you are the only one among my sons, protect the ancestors of the country. The Emperor's tone was unwavering.

"Father......" the prince called lightly, but he didn't know where to start.

"I also have some pills in the inner library. Although you can't cultivate, it's enough to prolong your life. Although I was a sycophant of those immortals, I didn't eat it. Your father, the emperor, is a sycophant in this life, and he still needs to be angry with the minister. There is no way, the ancestral inheritance is passed on to the hands, and those of us who sit on the country need to listen to the persuasion. ”

The Emperor patted a chest on the dragon's bed, which lay next to his pillow.

"The emperor, as a monarch, lies in the way of balance. Only when ministers fight with each other can the situation be stable, and only in the gap between ministers' discord can we choose to let them listen to us and do what we want them to do. ”

"Xiao Zicheng and Xiao Wu, they are too powerful, all the ministers are the only ones who look at the horse, Xiao Zicheng also wants to let the imperial power be sacrificed, what will protect my Zhao family for thousands of years, hehe!" The emperor's face showed a slight smile, "But in that case, the emperor can only be at the mercy of the ministers, and it doesn't matter if he is his father, but what about you? My descendants will scold me!"

"Father's ......"

"You don't have to do anything, you have a master-apprentice friendship with Xiao Wu, he won't kill you. Do the last thing for the Father for you, you don't have to be sad, you don't need to face anything, all this has nothing to do with you. ”

The emperor patted the box beside him, and then picked up the box, which seemed to have little weight in it. The emperor slowly walked to Zhao Tian's side and placed the box in front of Zhao Tian.

Zhao Tian kowtowed to the ground, his heart was already in turmoil, and he didn't know which one was real between the father who ordered to kill Rao and the father who smiled indifferently.

The emperor smiled slightly, and gently reached out to touch Zhao Tian's forehead, "Child, go." Go back to the East Palace, go with your youth army, and scold me and hate me, but don't blame me. ”

Zhao Tian's face became resolute, and he looked up at the emperor and said, "Father, why do you insist on killing Scholar Xiao? Can't you not kill him? And you, why did you die yourself? Do you have to kill and kill?"

The emperor gently stroked Zhao Tian's hair and showed a warm smile: "Child, when you figure this out, you will be a qualified monarch......

The emperor wanted to say more, but suddenly saw a person standing in the middle of the dormitory.

The green shirt is windless and automatic, his face is ancient and waveless, and his body exudes murderous intent, like a flood beast, hiding an irresistible danger.

The emperor looked at Na Yang with a smile: "You are here, you are really fast." ”

"Faint!" the green-shirted monk's tone was cold.

The emperor stood up, and he didn't seem to be able to call it, and he smiled at Na Yang, "I know that the posture of the great offering is not your opponent, and I have been waiting for you for a long time." ”

The emperor sighed, "I still want to see Scholar Xiao, after all, the monarch has been a minister for decades." ”

"Not necessarily. The monk replied in a cold voice, "I have come here to kill you." ”

The Emperor turned slowly to the east, where the morning sun rose and the crimson morning glow reflected on the window, staining the entire dormitory red. At this moment, this thin emperor, who has been more and more described as a withered emperor during this period of time, suddenly burst out with a strong momentum, as if he was fearless of anything.

He looked at the morning glow in the distance, and his voice was extremely majestic, "Generalissimo, you still don't understand! Scholar Xiao has fought with me for half his life, and he has also assisted me for half his life, how can you not see it?"

The monks in the hall stared at each other, and they had the intention to directly slap the emperor to death.

But seeing that the emperor looked down, he said to the Qingshan monk: "Go, go and ask him, ask my Xiao scholar, I will see him before I die, and he will definitely agree." ”

The monk fell silent

Zhao Tian, who was still kneeling underground, knelt down towards the monk, kowtowed again, the prince of a country, but still kowtowed, and after a few clicks, blood oozed from his forehead.

Zhao Tian's voice was desolate with pleading, "Teacher, please, please let go of your father! Please, please, if you want to kill, kill me! Disciple Zhao Tian is willing to die on behalf of his father." ”

The green-shirted monk was Xiao Wu who teleported after his mood calmed down.

Xiao Wu wanted to kill this emperor directly, but he always wanted to ask why, why was his father, who was so dedicated, but the existence of this emperor who killed him quickly? Why did he seem to be authoritarian even though he was stupid and incompetent?

But without waiting for Xiao Wu to ask, the emperor claimed that he was going to die, and he wanted to see Xiao Zicheng.

Xiao Wu looked at Zhao Tian, he admired this clever son. The last time he appeared in Songdu, Zhao Tian was still the stunned man who worshipped him as a teacher, but now he knelt there, begging him to let his father go.

Xiao Wu said coldly to Zhao Tian: "Your father, if you want to kill my father, I will naturally avenge the murder of my father!

Zhao Tian's eyes were red, and his forehead was bloody, but he looked up at Xiao Wu stubbornly, and said with a trembling voice: "Teacher, the disciple wants to ask you, if you kill my father, does the disciple want to avenge the killing of his father? If you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, should you kill the disciple as well?"

"Shut up!" the emperor's plain face suddenly changed, and he shouted sharply.

Xiao Wu stared at Zhao Tian for a moment, "Do you think I don't dare? With the little master-apprentice relationship between you and me, do you think I won't kill you?"

"Generalissimo, the kid is messing around......" While the emperor was talking, Xiao Wu raised his hand a little, and a true qi restrained the emperor.

Then, Xiao Wu looked at Zhao Tian, "You can talk now, let me ask you, do you dare to blackmail me because of that little affection at the beginning? I, Xiao Wu, am I so weak and can be bullied?"

Zhao Tian kowtowed again, his tone sad, "Disciple...... The disciple did not dare to blackmail the teacher. However, as a son of man, how can his father die before him and live alone?

The emperor stood there, unable to speak, unable to move, and at this moment his originally empty eyes were bursting with tears.

Prince Zhao Tian bowed his head and couldn't stand it for a long time......

Xiao Wu looked at it, and suddenly he was in a trance, and a strange feeling rose in his heart. He suddenly wanted to laugh, so he laughed so unscrupulously.

"Hahaha, hahahaha!" Xiao Wu laughed loudly, and the more he laughed, the more crazy he became.

In the end, Xiao Wu stepped forward and lifted the crown prince Zhao Tian, put him in front of him with his neck, his voice was angry, and he roared in a suppressed voice, "I'm a victim! I'm here to take revenge! Why? Why do you make me look like a villain?"

Zhao Tian gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "The disciple doesn't know, please let the teacher explain." ”

Xiao Wu glared at him, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, "You don't know, you know! Your father and son get along, and where did you put my father and son? We fought for you and worked for you, where did you put my father and son?"

Zhao Tian was not as nervous as he was at the beginning, and said very calmly: "The disciple is like a father and an ancestor, and he doesn't dare to slack off in the slightest." ”

Xiao Wu pointed at the emperor, "Mine is him!"

Zhao Tian clenched his fists and said to Xiao Wu: "Teacher, isn't it good to let your father's belong to your father?"

There were faint tears in Zhao Tian's eyes, as if there were thousands of reluctance and a thousand pains, "Let Scholar Xiao meet with his father! Between them, let them decide, isn't it?"

Xiao Wu looked at the emperor, and then at Zhao Tian, but in the end he sighed.

"Wait!"