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It was another sleepless night, Tang Xuanzong leaned on the dragon chair, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, he had already retreated, and the huge palace was empty, except for a flickering candle flame to accompany him.

He became more and more fond of the feeling of sitting silently in the Daming Palace in the middle of the night when he was alone, which could make him think about many things clearly.

After putting aside the identity of the emperor, you can think about things clearly.

At this moment, he, the emperor who holds the power of the world, looks a little tired, no different from an ordinary old man with a candle......

To him, it was like a pair of shackles that were so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and only in the dead of night, when he was alone to remove these things, he, Tang Xuanzong, could get a moment of quiet and peace.

But this tranquility could not last long.

The flickering candle flame illuminated the shadow in the exhibition, and there was originally only the shadow of Tang Xuanzong, but at some point, next to his shadow, there was suddenly more Dao, and the candle flame swayed gently.

Tang Xuanzong seemed to sense this, his slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened, and a trace of essence gradually enlarged from his eyes, until the momentum of the overlord of the world returned to him again.

"Light work...... Progress again?"

He didn't look back, didn't even move his eyes, as if talking to himself.

"Pretty much. ”

Behind him, the shadow that suddenly appeared behind Tang Xuanzong's dragon chair responded softly.

"Let's talk about it......"

Tang Xuanzong propped up his body and made himself sit more comfortably, but his brows furrowed at this time, and he couldn't help but reach out and rub it.

"Amber is dead. ”

The shadow was also direct, and immediately opened his mouth to give Tang Xuanzong the answer he wanted.

"Dead......

The fingers rubbing his eyebrows paused, and from between his fingers, the essence of Tang Xuanzong's eyes could not be concealed, and he repeated the sentence in a deep voice.

The hall was quiet, Tang Xuanzong didn't ask, but the shadow didn't say anything, the two just sat and stood silent.

"Where's the Hidden Soul?"

After I don't know how long, the light in Tang Xuanzong's eyes slowly faded, but in exchange for a faint sadness.

"Hidden Soul?"

The shadow behind him moved, and said indifferently: "His goal has been achieved." ”

As if he was saying this, he smiled and said, "It seems that your purpose has been achieved." ”

Whew!

Hearing this, Tang Xuanzong stood up suddenly, his old body stood tall, and his body was full of qi and blood filling the entire empty Daming Palace.

At this moment, his sudden burst of momentum can make people really think of the ethereal but powerful creature "Dragon".

Turning suddenly, his eyes that radiated dragon power shone brightly, illuminating the shadow behind him.

Behind him, there was a figure shrouded in a black power suit, this figure was completely black, and even his face was covered with a pure black scarf.

Only the hands stood out.

Because of that hand, it is so white that it makes people feel weird!

"Evil hands chasing souls, don't be too presumptuous. ”

Tang Xuanzong was mighty, and a touch of momentum overlooking the common people suddenly pressed down on the black shadow.

The evil hand chasing the soul, the person standing behind Tang Xuanzong, turned out to be a person who had not been seen for a long time...... Evil Hand Chases Souls!

The momentum was like a mountain, so oppressed that the dragon chair under Tang Xuanzong actually clicked, which shows that what Tang Xuanzong had been hiding was such an unfathomable cultivation!

However, the Evil Hand Soul Chaser is not a dragon chair, so his body is not like the dragon chair that may collapse at any time as if it might be crushed by momentum.

The slender body trembled gently in a mysterious trajectory, and the body of the evil hand chasing the soul was like a loach that could not slip under this huge momentum, Tang Xuanzong's mountain-like momentum was condensed, pressing on his head, but he couldn't even bend his knees.

Standing still straight, the sneer in his tone was still the same, and the evil hand chasing soul was bathed in this momentum, and said coldly: "What I said is wrong?"

"Isn't it this time that you have been planning so far?"

Unafraid, the body of the evil hand chasing the soul was straight, and a sharp and incomparable momentum also emanated from him, and it was tough against Tang Xuanzong's dragon qi.

Click-click-!

Tang Xuanzong didn't move, but his gaze was like substance, and the extremely bright gaze of the evil hand chasing soul collided violently, and the air at the focal point where the two eyes intersected burst like a mirror.

After a long time, Tang Xuanzong retracted his momentum, as if it was an illusion, his body shrank at this time, and he changed from the overlord of the world to the drooping old decay of the West Mountain in the twilight.

At the same time, the momentum of the evil hand chasing the soul was also retracted, staring coldly, coldly at this old man who had all the power in the world.

"You know that...... I can't help myself. ”

At this moment, Tang Xuanzong seemed to be ten years old, and even his back was no longer straight, but slightly rickety, as if there was a weight of ten thousand catties on his body.

"Humph!"

The evil hand chasing soul snorted coldly and said, "How could I not know?"

"It's because your body can't help yourself, Lao Luo is dead, we don't blame you too much, but now ......"

"Now!"

Tang Xuanzong suddenly sank down and drank, and said with a struggling expression: "Now, do you think I want to?"

With a wave of the dragon robe, his breath trembled wildly and said, "Now...... What do you think I have to do?"

The evil hand chasing the soul was silent, there seemed to be something more in his bright eyes, and he said for a while: "I said earlier, An Lushan's rabbit cub, I'll help you kill it, if you want to listen to me early, why do you want to make it like this?"

Tang Xuanzong laughed twice, waved his arm lightly, and laughed at himself: "It's useless, if you can kill, do you think I won't kill?"

"So you're going to ......"

The evil hand chasing the soul said coldly and angrily, but he only said half a sentence, and when he saw Tang Xuanzong's painful and tangled face, he suddenly paused again.

The momentum suddenly decreased at this time, and he sighed softly and said, "Forget it, this is also your family matter, what can I say more." ”

Tang Xuanzong was silent, and said for a while: "Thank you!"

"Humph!"

The evil hand chasing soul snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Xie, when you die, thank Lao Luo again!"

Tang Xuanzong raised his head, looked at the evil hand chasing the soul with misty eyes, and nodded seriously, "I will." ”

Both of them were silent, as if they wanted to use this silence to adjust their moods.

"What about Jian Chen, how is it now?"

It took a long time for Tang Xuanzong to ask the evil hand chasing soul.

He ...... With Xiao Gu, it's like dead. ”

The evil hand chased the soul and glanced at him, his tone still full of resentment. (To be continued.) )