As the empress who breaks off her engagement at the beginning, I choose the evil little black lotus.

Chapter 169 The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen trees meet you again

But in the dream, Lu Hongzhu questioned: "But if you regard him as the finishing touch of your mental image, won't he stay in your mental image forever once the mental image is completed?"

"He is just a waste of the Martial Master Realm. If he does not die today, he will die in a few hundred years. And you will still have tens of millions of years after his death. You could have gradually forgotten him as time goes by, but Let him enter the elephant, but it is impossible."

"After his death, you can only face the gap between your mental image and reality. If you can't let go, it will be difficult to accept the next Taoist companion. Isn't this just a trap?"

"Liu Zhenzhen can do it, why can't I?" Shen Xiaoxue said lightly.

Lu Hongzhu: "Isn't it because of that Liu Zhenzhen that you learned the same thing?"

Thousand-year-old bookworm: "That's right."

Variety Little Black Lotus: "That's right."

All the emperors and daughters: "Huh?"

The heroine of Destiny:..."

"Of course not." Shen Xiaoxue denied and said, "Besides, how do you conclude that he can only live for a few hundred more years?"

Lu Hongzhu: "But Lord Wu only has a lifespan of five to six hundred years. He is not young anymore, is he?"

Shen Xiaoxue: "That's why I must become emperor within five hundred years. No way, even the supreme emperor in this world has no way to make mortals live forever!"

The eternal bookworm: "No."

Variety Little Black Lotus: "No? I heard that the original moon master has an elixir that can extend your life for thousands of years."

The thousand-year-old bookworm: "This is the only one she left to her daughter. Do you still want to snatch her away?"

The heroine of Destiny: "Why not?"

All the emperors and princesses: "As expected of the destined heroine!"

Age-old bookworm: "It's best to look in the mirror when your mind is not clear."

……

The next day, the prison car escorting Su Yan and Gu Qingyi drove from the prison to the execution ground.

Unlike when Li Changsheng was beheaded, the streets were deserted and the streets were deserted. The prison car was driving along, and both sides were empty. Even the shops and restaurants had their doors and windows closed, and no one was around.

The entire capital seemed quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the clatter of the Shence Army's horse hooves hitting the ground.

King Shenxiao emptied half of the city for today. Everyone said that this was to give the king his last dignity.

"Hahaha, interesting. If you really want to give him dignity, why don't you give him a glass of poisonous wine and insist on beheading him?"

At this time, a group of envoys from various countries, distinguished guests from heaven, important ministers of the court, relatives of the emperor, and elders of the Holy Land stood on the city wall, preparing to watch the execution.

Among them, Shen Xiaoxue was dressed in luxurious court clothes and her face was expressionless. No one knew what she was feeling at the moment.

In a corner of the city wall, there was a dwarf with a sword on his back and an old man with a yin and yang face, talking and laughing in a low voice.

All the emperors and daughters said: "Who is this? He looks very strange."

Variety Little Black Lotus: "Looking at their clothes, they are two elders from Gujianting and Beikong Mountain, the third-grade holy land of Daqian."

The heroine of Destiny replied to Variety Little Heilian: "Are you from the Qian Dynasty?"

The yin-yang-faced old man replied to the dwarf: "In order to give the world an explanation, if you give poisonous wine, no one in the underworld will know whether the person is really dead or fake."

"This time, she, the royal husband, not only serves as Lord Shi, but also has the emperor-selecting realm of the Fallen Heaven Realm to help him. If he does not die, not only will the Great Yan royal family refuse to agree, but the newly established Seven Realms Alliance will also fall apart. "

The dwarf carrying the sword touched his chin and chuckled, "But if someone is kidnapped in full view of the public, they may have nothing to say."

The yin-yang-faced old man was startled, and Xuanji shook his head: "How is this possible?"

The dwarf carrying the sword said: "How is it impossible? If she, King Shenxiao, did not have such a wishful thinking, why did she want to kill Concubine Shuiyue today? Isn't it just to attract people from the Wuxiang Demon Sect to muddy the waters? "I think she didn't do it on a whim. She had already planned it when she captured Shui Yue Fei."

"Our leader wanted to come to Yanjing, but she refused. Why? Aren't we just afraid that a saint will get in the way?"

After his analysis, the yin-yang-faced old man couldn't help but have a hint of suspicion on his face, but he still said: "But, apart from you and me, there are thirty-six sub-sages here today."

"Here, apart from the people of King Shenxiao and the Holy Land forces who are close to her, there are ten sub-sages from the Great Yan royal family, and eight sub-sages from the six realms. If it is true as you say, someone wants to take advantage of it. To rob Wang Huan randomly, these eighteen will almost certainly take action."

"If King Shenxiao doesn't take action, what kind of strength do the rescuers need to be able to rob people safely under their hands?"

"Could it be that King Shenxiao can still find a saint to rob the law field?"

Hearing this, the sword-carrying dwarf was a little confused. He shook his head and said, "I don't know, but my intuition is that there is definitely something wrong. You and I can just keep an eye on it."

The princesses of the emperors: "Isn't that hot-faced woman a saint? Shen Xiaoxue believes in her so much?"

Ten thousand-year-old bookworm: "The little monsters taught by nine old monsters on the other side of the Ninth Level will not be ordinary sub-sages. Can't Shen Xiaoxue be able to use sub-saints to fight saints? Her junior sister can't be much worse than her. .”

All the emperors and daughters said: "Envy, how can I enter the Dharma eyes of those nine masters?"

A thousand-year-old bookworm: "You are both the emperor's daughter and the emperor's daughter. What are you envious of? Your parents must be in the imperial realm, right?"

All the emperors and daughters: “No, no, no, it’s really not.”

Variety Little Heilian: "The one who saves people may not be Lu Hongzhu."

……

"Hmph, this Su thief must die today. Even the saint himself can't save him. We must let the world know that this Great Yan still doesn't believe in Shen."

"Chen Xiaoxue is so sharp. She has looked across the six realms, but there is no one who can compare with her. If she really wants to save this husband today, it will prove that this man is indeed the weakness of her Taoist heart."

"Haha, today I will use Yasheng's blood to dye Yanjing golden."

"Decades have passed, and there are no old friends in the Gu Hong Army, but we still only recognize King Zhenbei!"

"It's the autumn wind that blows, and the fallen trees meet you again!"

"Hey, so what will you do without me?"

"Sister, are you really sure?"

"Oh, I should be able to stop your mother, right?"

……

As the prison car got closer and closer to the execution ground under the Nine Gates, almost all eyes were focused on them, both openly and secretly.

When Su Yan and Gu Qingyi were pushed out of the prison car and walked to the execution ground, more eyes were focused on him than on the peerless Demon Sect Shui Yue Fei.

He, like Shen Xiaoxue, was born young, but with Shen Xiaoxue's rise, he became known to everyone.

However, next to the sun-like Shen Xiaoxue, his presence was like a firefly.

A man who lives by relying on the king's nose is humble, incompetent and useless. This is how the world evaluates him.

It wasn't until the Demon Emperor's comment that he was "unparalleled in his country" that he was able to step out from Shen Xiaoxue's shadow.

With the body of an ant in the world, he destroyed a ten thousand-year dynasty, stepped onto the holy land with the emperor's sword and horse, and buried the saint Liu Hua on the battlefield of the red moon. Finally, the world got to know him again.

However, success or failure is all in vain. In the end, the achievements of a lifetime have only been exchanged for a few cold words from the sub-sages on the city wall.

"There are no heroes in the world. It's just a bastard who becomes famous."

(End of this chapter)