Chapter 285
The beginning of the turmoil
Chapter 285 The beginning of the turmoil
Wang Chunyun is not stupid, he just doesn't like to think most of the time.
Now that the situation has forced him, he has no choice but to move his mind that has been occupied by the girl and Naozi.
There is no doubt that he is an out-and-out human being, and he cannot be His Majesty of the Heavenly Court.
Then rule out the possibility that the emperor of the years in front of him was brain-damaged by the Battle of the North Sea.
Coupled with the "nonsense" of the dead old man on the Qingjin battleship.
It can only explain one thing - the majesty he called just now was not calling himself, but that dead old man.
That old guy is really Shang Hao, the Emperor of Heaven.
After figuring this out, Wang Chunyun gradually calmed down... Calm down!
Who the hell would have thought that the real identity of the lonely and wild ghost who had saved him countless times and accompanied him to wash his feet and visit brothels and drink flower wine would be the Emperor of Heaven? !
Swallowing, Wang Chunyun looked at Emperor Suiyue through the old man's tiger skin,
"Hmm... am I the Emperor of Heaven?"
Emperor Suiyue nodded.
"The Emperor of Heaven...can you order you?" He asked tentatively.
Emperor Suiyue nodded again.
"Then can you disarm and surrender now, find a corner where your wife and children are hot on the bed, and don't mess around if you have nothing to do..."
After hearing this, Emperor Suiyue not only didn't feel the anger he imagined, but instead said seriously,
"If His Majesty still thinks so after he recovers, we shall obey."
Wang Chunyun: "..."
Well, if it can be solved by talking about it, then the book cannot be written.
Although he didn't know what "His Majesty returned to integrity", it was obvious that things were not that simple.
"The ceremony is imminent, please don't move around, Your Majesty." At this time, Emperor Suiyue said again.
The meaning of the words is obvious.
——Stay the hell out of here and don't go anywhere.
"Your Majesty, do you have any other orders?"
Wang Chunyun raised his head and was silent for a long time before saying,
"I want to eat steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail."
"Roasted duck, roasted chick, roasted goose."
"Boiled salted duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pine flower, small belly."
"..."
It wasn't until he was tired that he breathed out a breath and stopped talking.
Emperor Suiyue did not speak, and bowed to leave.
Wang Chunyun couldn't help laughing at himself.
Sure enough, the other party was only so respectful because of the old man's face.
Otherwise, he, Wang Chunyun, might not even have the chance to set foot on this Heavenly Court.
However, not until half an hour later.
He looked at the delicacies spread all over the floor of the palace, and fell into deep thought.
.
"Can you fucking be more reserved?"
"Are we prisoners?"
"Do you understand the prisoner?"
The old voice sighed, and finally said, "Is it bad?"
Hearing this voice, Wang Chunyun, who was chewing meat and fine wine, was stunned, "Old man, I thought you were dead? Hmm... so what's going on?"
Shang Hao, who represents humanity, sighed and slowly told those dusty ancient stories.
After listening, Wang Chunyun was stunned for a long time before swallowing,
"That is to say...another heavenly emperor will swallow you? Then, come to Shangyuan with a complete posture?"
Shang Hao was silent, which was regarded as acquiescing.
Wang Chunyun took another sip of wine, "Then what will happen to human beings in the end?"
"Probably...will be enslaved again?"
Shang Hao pondered, "But don't worry, you are from the Great Xia court, they should kill you. Hmm... Maybe because of my face, they may make a lenient and let you choose a way to die ?”
Wang Chunyun was stunned for a moment: "...It's so cool, is it okay?"
Shanghao: "..."
He sighed, "At first, I thought he would only take me away, but I didn't want to bring you along."
"Obviously, I have already thought up a lot of sad words about parting, the kind that can make you cry for a hundred days."
"Tsk, what a pity."
Wang Chunyun trembled all over, and waved his hands, "Forget it. Compared to hearing goosebumps all over your body from an old man like you, I'd better die."
Shanghao: "Little brat!"
After the familiar routine, calm returned to the palace.
Wang Chunyun drank heavily, ate meat, and suddenly said,
"Old man, I won't let you die again."
"You have saved me countless times, it's my turn to save you."
"Oh? How to save?" Shang Hao's voice showed a hint of surprise.
"I don't know yet."
Wang Chunyun spread his hands,
"But there is always a way."
"So, before I save you, you have to hold on for a while to make sure I live long enough to save you.
"Now I need to... think about it."
After the words fell, Shang Hao sighed in relief as he looked at Wang Chunyun who had been serious for a long time.
Then, in a deep voice,
"years……"
Its sound is rumbling, supreme, like an immortal emperor.
At that moment, the figure of Emperor Suiyue appeared in the palace, knelt down on the ground, with pious eyes, kowtowed: "Your Majesty."
"My half body wants to be complete, so I will give it to him."
"But this human being, let him go to the lower realm."
Immediately, Wang Chunyun's complexion changed wildly, and he exclaimed, "Damn old man! You..."
But the next moment, he rolled his eyes and passed out on the ground.
Emperor Suiyue beside him had a look of perplexity in his eyes.
Obviously, this is not something he can decide.
"You can ask him."
"He should also know...Although I'm just a remnant soul, if I resist desperately, he will suffer a lot."
Thus, the Emperor of Time disappeared without a sound.
After a while, he reappeared in the palace and nodded.
Then, two heavenly soldiers rushed in, set Wang Chunyun up, and walked out of the palace.
Only an illusory remnant soul was left behind, lowering its eyes.
Emperor Suiyue kowtowed again and slowly receded.
.
On that day, Beihai won the championship, and Shangyuan cheered all over the world.
On that day, a meteorite fell from the sky, which was regarded as an auspicious omen by countless cultivators.
On that day, in the middle of the night, another golden sun appeared in the night sky, illuminating Shangyuan like daytime, with the sun and the moon in the sky.
That day, in a remote mountain forest, Wang Chunyun opened his eyes drowsily.
This is the second time he has asked such a question today.
who I am?where am iWhat am I going to do?
When chaotic thoughts emerged from my mind.
He sat limply on the ground, his face ashen, nothing more sad than a dead heart,
At this moment, he hated his own weakness extremely.
The old man had saved him countless times.
This time was the same, even at the cost of his life.
At this moment, he hated his own weakness extremely.
If it hadn't been so wasteful back then, practiced hard, read more books... Maybe there would be a different way.
Instead of watching the dead old man take his life.
"I'm trash."
At this time, in the empty mountain forest, there was a deep voice.
"You are indeed trash."
"But there is still salvation."
"Stand up, Your Majesty is waiting for you."
Wang Chunyun raised his head in astonishment.
I saw a pitch-black mountain forest, which was dyed into a misty pure white.
After that day, Wang Chunyun disappeared from Shangyuan.
(End of this chapter)
Wang Chunyun is not stupid, he just doesn't like to think most of the time.
Now that the situation has forced him, he has no choice but to move his mind that has been occupied by the girl and Naozi.
There is no doubt that he is an out-and-out human being, and he cannot be His Majesty of the Heavenly Court.
Then rule out the possibility that the emperor of the years in front of him was brain-damaged by the Battle of the North Sea.
Coupled with the "nonsense" of the dead old man on the Qingjin battleship.
It can only explain one thing - the majesty he called just now was not calling himself, but that dead old man.
That old guy is really Shang Hao, the Emperor of Heaven.
After figuring this out, Wang Chunyun gradually calmed down... Calm down!
Who the hell would have thought that the real identity of the lonely and wild ghost who had saved him countless times and accompanied him to wash his feet and visit brothels and drink flower wine would be the Emperor of Heaven? !
Swallowing, Wang Chunyun looked at Emperor Suiyue through the old man's tiger skin,
"Hmm... am I the Emperor of Heaven?"
Emperor Suiyue nodded.
"The Emperor of Heaven...can you order you?" He asked tentatively.
Emperor Suiyue nodded again.
"Then can you disarm and surrender now, find a corner where your wife and children are hot on the bed, and don't mess around if you have nothing to do..."
After hearing this, Emperor Suiyue not only didn't feel the anger he imagined, but instead said seriously,
"If His Majesty still thinks so after he recovers, we shall obey."
Wang Chunyun: "..."
Well, if it can be solved by talking about it, then the book cannot be written.
Although he didn't know what "His Majesty returned to integrity", it was obvious that things were not that simple.
"The ceremony is imminent, please don't move around, Your Majesty." At this time, Emperor Suiyue said again.
The meaning of the words is obvious.
——Stay the hell out of here and don't go anywhere.
"Your Majesty, do you have any other orders?"
Wang Chunyun raised his head and was silent for a long time before saying,
"I want to eat steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail."
"Roasted duck, roasted chick, roasted goose."
"Boiled salted duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pine flower, small belly."
"..."
It wasn't until he was tired that he breathed out a breath and stopped talking.
Emperor Suiyue did not speak, and bowed to leave.
Wang Chunyun couldn't help laughing at himself.
Sure enough, the other party was only so respectful because of the old man's face.
Otherwise, he, Wang Chunyun, might not even have the chance to set foot on this Heavenly Court.
However, not until half an hour later.
He looked at the delicacies spread all over the floor of the palace, and fell into deep thought.
.
"Can you fucking be more reserved?"
"Are we prisoners?"
"Do you understand the prisoner?"
The old voice sighed, and finally said, "Is it bad?"
Hearing this voice, Wang Chunyun, who was chewing meat and fine wine, was stunned, "Old man, I thought you were dead? Hmm... so what's going on?"
Shang Hao, who represents humanity, sighed and slowly told those dusty ancient stories.
After listening, Wang Chunyun was stunned for a long time before swallowing,
"That is to say...another heavenly emperor will swallow you? Then, come to Shangyuan with a complete posture?"
Shang Hao was silent, which was regarded as acquiescing.
Wang Chunyun took another sip of wine, "Then what will happen to human beings in the end?"
"Probably...will be enslaved again?"
Shang Hao pondered, "But don't worry, you are from the Great Xia court, they should kill you. Hmm... Maybe because of my face, they may make a lenient and let you choose a way to die ?”
Wang Chunyun was stunned for a moment: "...It's so cool, is it okay?"
Shanghao: "..."
He sighed, "At first, I thought he would only take me away, but I didn't want to bring you along."
"Obviously, I have already thought up a lot of sad words about parting, the kind that can make you cry for a hundred days."
"Tsk, what a pity."
Wang Chunyun trembled all over, and waved his hands, "Forget it. Compared to hearing goosebumps all over your body from an old man like you, I'd better die."
Shanghao: "Little brat!"
After the familiar routine, calm returned to the palace.
Wang Chunyun drank heavily, ate meat, and suddenly said,
"Old man, I won't let you die again."
"You have saved me countless times, it's my turn to save you."
"Oh? How to save?" Shang Hao's voice showed a hint of surprise.
"I don't know yet."
Wang Chunyun spread his hands,
"But there is always a way."
"So, before I save you, you have to hold on for a while to make sure I live long enough to save you.
"Now I need to... think about it."
After the words fell, Shang Hao sighed in relief as he looked at Wang Chunyun who had been serious for a long time.
Then, in a deep voice,
"years……"
Its sound is rumbling, supreme, like an immortal emperor.
At that moment, the figure of Emperor Suiyue appeared in the palace, knelt down on the ground, with pious eyes, kowtowed: "Your Majesty."
"My half body wants to be complete, so I will give it to him."
"But this human being, let him go to the lower realm."
Immediately, Wang Chunyun's complexion changed wildly, and he exclaimed, "Damn old man! You..."
But the next moment, he rolled his eyes and passed out on the ground.
Emperor Suiyue beside him had a look of perplexity in his eyes.
Obviously, this is not something he can decide.
"You can ask him."
"He should also know...Although I'm just a remnant soul, if I resist desperately, he will suffer a lot."
Thus, the Emperor of Time disappeared without a sound.
After a while, he reappeared in the palace and nodded.
Then, two heavenly soldiers rushed in, set Wang Chunyun up, and walked out of the palace.
Only an illusory remnant soul was left behind, lowering its eyes.
Emperor Suiyue kowtowed again and slowly receded.
.
On that day, Beihai won the championship, and Shangyuan cheered all over the world.
On that day, a meteorite fell from the sky, which was regarded as an auspicious omen by countless cultivators.
On that day, in the middle of the night, another golden sun appeared in the night sky, illuminating Shangyuan like daytime, with the sun and the moon in the sky.
That day, in a remote mountain forest, Wang Chunyun opened his eyes drowsily.
This is the second time he has asked such a question today.
who I am?where am iWhat am I going to do?
When chaotic thoughts emerged from my mind.
He sat limply on the ground, his face ashen, nothing more sad than a dead heart,
At this moment, he hated his own weakness extremely.
The old man had saved him countless times.
This time was the same, even at the cost of his life.
At this moment, he hated his own weakness extremely.
If it hadn't been so wasteful back then, practiced hard, read more books... Maybe there would be a different way.
Instead of watching the dead old man take his life.
"I'm trash."
At this time, in the empty mountain forest, there was a deep voice.
"You are indeed trash."
"But there is still salvation."
"Stand up, Your Majesty is waiting for you."
Wang Chunyun raised his head in astonishment.
I saw a pitch-black mountain forest, which was dyed into a misty pure white.
After that day, Wang Chunyun disappeared from Shangyuan.
(End of this chapter)