Spare Me, Great Lord!

    In Xidu City, Lu Shu clearly felt that there was only one energy left in the Xidu Palace, and the energy was like a torch in the sky.

    It’s just that the torch has never been shaken. Even if the two great masters of the other party are dead, the other party has never planned to go out of the palace to kill the enemy. It’s just watching it quietly, as if the outside is shouting and killing. It doesn't matter to you.

    Lu Shu suddenly wondered why Duanmu Huangqi now seems to have given up resistance. Even he thought that Duanmu Huangqi was dead, or why he never showed up.

    However, energy fluctuations will not be false, and the dead will not have energy fluctuations.

    Lu Shu stepped into the Xidu Palace step by step, passing through the towering walls of the red-walled gray tiles. There were no guards here, and the guards died in battle.

    The Yulong class is just behind Lu Shu. The squeaking of the armor is like a real murderous aura. The inner hall of Zhang Weiyu and the inner court are wearing the Mountain-Shaking Armor. They patrol the ground and prevent the palace. There is also a fish that escaped the net.

    Everyone is guarding Lu Shu. At this time, Lu Shu is like a real god and finally returns.

    Zhang Weiyu They found that the son-in-law of Xidu Palace has disappeared. Duanmu Huangqi is not a good man. Every year, there are activities for women in the draft. Some people say that the beautiful women in Xizhou have long been included in the palace by Duanmu Huangqi.

    Xidu Palace, although called the Palace, is only because the existence of the Palace of God has caused the name of Heavenly Emperor to be avoided. In fact, the Heavenly Emperor Palace is even more magnificent and luxurious than the Palace of God.

    In terms of the degree of luxury, the Palace of God is relatively simple.

    Zhang Weiyu and others fell in the harem. When someone pushed open the door of a sleeping hall, they almost jumped. There were countless whites in the temple. Duanmu Huangqi had already given all the harems to her.

    The white pelicans that hang from the roof, each hanging a life that has just passed away, how beautiful they were, and now it is just a corpse.

    Zhang Weiyu sighed, but it was not so moving.

    This world is more terrible than the prospect of the future. They have no time to sympathize with anyone, and they have no intention of sympathizing with anyone.

    Compassion is the most useless emotion in the war. The winner is born, the loser is dead, this is life!

    When Old God King was in the battle, Duanmu Huangqi also forced others to desperately. There was more than one thing that the monarch of a country and the empress had to blame. The more cruel thing is not.

    The only question is, did Duanmu Huangqi never think that he would win, why did he die early?

    In this world, only those who have decided that their own situation has gone will make such a choice.

    At this time, in retrospect, whether it is the death of the Tiger Camp or the death of the big master of Xidu, Duanmu Huangqi's cold-eyed gesture is like witnessing his own decline.

    Just watching calmly.

    When Zhang Weiyu and others searched the entire Xidu Palace, they suddenly found a strange place. When they came to the backyard of Xidu Palace, there was a graveyard.

    Zhang Weiyu counted a few times, just ninety-nine.

    This wide and quiet courtyard has a wine smell. He looks at the ground in front of the cemetery. It seems that someone brought wine to the place to pay homage to the soul.

    Was it Duanmu Huangqi to pay homage? Except for Duanmu Huangqi, there seems to be no one else in the entire Xidu Palace.

    Killing the living, and immediately came to pay homage to the soul, which makes Zhang Weiyu a bit completely unable to understand Duanmu Huangqi.

    "Who are these people?"Some people are puzzled: "Duanmu Huangqi actually set up a mausoleum for them in the palace. I have heard that there is a courtyard in the Xidu Palace that ordinary people can't get close to, but they haven't figured out what is inside."

    Zhang Weiyu, looking at the name on the tombstone, sighed, "If I'm right, then I know who they are, and the Shenwang eventually happened in the west state, when the country was strong, and old God King was met with madness outside of the world, when the King of God sent Duanmu Huangqi rate of 100 dead people beheaded, and eventually the death of the country's main body, and Duanmu Huangqi they are only the last person left, that is, Duanmu Huangqi. ”

    The inner hall next to it looked at the ninety-nine tombstones, because the number is right! For the inner hall, the war was far older than they were born. Many of them were only a few hundred years old. Even if they had eaten the diluted Washing Marrow Fruit, the limited strength caused the Yulong class to update. Replaced several batches.

    Today, Zhang Weiyu and others have never experienced the war in person, and have always been eager for it.

    Some people don't understand: "Duanmu Huangqi can still have such a strong feeling?"

    In the impression of everyone, Duanmu Huangqi has never trusted anyone, even those who can kill their own sons will mourn others?

    Zhang Weiyu shook his head: "Even if the saints in our mouths have shortcomings and mistakes, how can a wicked person have no awesome place?" Who can dare to really understand Duanmu Huangqi? It can only be said that people and things in this world are not black and white, we are all a collection of contradictions. ”

    Someone looked at the tombstone and saw that the name of the tomb owner was written on each tombstone. At this time, someone was surprised: "There is still a graveyard and tombstone there, but the tombstone is not yet up."

    Looking inside the inner hall, I found out that the tombstone was written by Duanmu Huangqi's own name!

    Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and a generation of males left a tombstone for themselves.

    "Let's go, no matter how the war must end," Zhang Weiyu said: "And we only need to stand firmly behind my king."

    At this time Lu Shu came to the front of the main hall, and there was darkness inside. He stood at the door, as if he was silently watching Duanmu Huangqi in the dark. Behind Lu Shu, there is the Yulong class behind him, and the inner hall is straight back to him.

    At this time, the palace suddenly began to sand, and the tiles wrapped in glaze began to turn into sand, and the rustling fell from the roof.

    The whole luxurious palace is like weathered by time. The tile is gone, the wall is gone, and the stone pillars are gone. It is full of faint vicissitudes.

    When the palace disappeared, it only revealed the scene inside, no longer dark, and Duanmu Huangqi sat on the dragon chair in the main hall and closed the eyes.

    The other person was calm and dressed in Heavenly Emperor, exactly the same as Wen Zaifou.

    Lu Shu stared at the other side, I don't know why he always felt that this dress was worn by Duanmu Huangqi like a real Heavenly Emperor.

    Many of the emperors were suspicious and tyrannical. It was supposed to be Duanmu Huangqi. Instead, Wen Zaifou was not quite like a Heavenly Emperor, more like the old guard of the Old God King.