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Chapter 159 Demon King of the Demon Sect, Mrs. Ye
Ye Taiyi was at the railing next to the river pond, throwing the last few grains of fish feed in his hand under the kiosk where hundreds of carps competed for food.

At the same time, he also finished reading the last line of Heavenly Demon Dafa.

After closing the book, feeling something in his heart, he raised his hand slightly, and saw the water in the pond in front of him surging.

Groups of pools of water kept pouring into the air until they merged into a spring in the air that was bigger than the pavilion.

The last carp, also swirling in the water mass, merged into the school of carp swimming in the air and fighting for food.

Ye Tai held it with both hands, and the spring in the sky was like a cotton ball, constantly changing shape in his hands.

Inside the water mass that blocks the sky and the sun.

Hundreds of thousands of koi, as if being manipulated by humans, continue to gather and disperse, and then turn into various shapes.

In the ear, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

The tip of the nose, the fragrant wind swept by.

Zhu Yuyan smiled and wiped the blue blood for Ye Tai with a smile, and said: "I am really envious, you have already reached the No.18 level of the heavenly magic force field, but you have to do it for this." Were hundreds of fish injured?"

The words fall.

The sky began to rain koi carp.

It fell into the pond with a plop, splashing in all directions.

Ye Tai coughed up blood and didn't perform any exercises, so Zhu Yuyan waved her hand away, and the water curtain that splashed towards them went back and forth, and was involved in the pond.

Mrs. Ye took the handkerchief, wiped the blood, and said, "I have learned a lot from the Heavenly Demon Strategy. It's just a momentary itchy hand. Compared with the mysterious and inexplicable longevity formula, the Heavenly Demon Strategy is more popular. It seems to be created by people. It can be firmly grasped in the palm of your hand, instead of being covered with a layer of veil, it can be touched but not fully understood, it is really mysterious."

Zhu Yuyan smiled and said: "The Heavenly Demon Strategy is my magic book. If it is the most mysterious, except for the Heavenly Demon Dafa mastered by the Yingui Sect, there is also the Dao Heart Demon Planting Dafa of the Xieji Sect. Does the Xieji sect still have that volume of secret code?"

Mrs. Ye returned the handkerchief to Zhu Yuyan, and said, "The Yingui Sect has mastered the second of the ten volumes of the secret code. After Yang Guang died this time, all the heroes in the world will rise together. They are destined to compete in the Central Plains, and the Demon Sect should also unite."

Zhu Yuyan didn't speak, but her smile gradually grew stronger.

Five days later.

A mansion under the command of the Yuwen Clan in Jiangdu.

There are six people gathered here.

The spokespersons of the four great families, two men and two women, people from the Taoist and Buddhist schools, an old Taoist with a goatee, and a Yanni with a dignified face and a dust whisk in his hand, who look like living Bodhisattvas.

They are waiting.

Wait for someone you've never met.

The rumored Demon Emperor.

No one speaks.

Because they all know what they are about to do, there is no need to communicate, the seven families are united, and there is no possibility of plan failure, just let others share the sin.

"Cough cough cough."

Outside.

There was a coughing sound.

A slender young man with a face like a sick ghost walked in.

short hair.

sick.

Weak.

This is the common thought of all.

He looked at the six people.

Six people looked at him.

The atmosphere fell into a delicate state.

Finally, amidst the man's coughing, Yuwen Shiji couldn't help but said: "This...brother, did you go to the wrong door?"

These words revealed the thoughts of the other five people.

Did you go through the wrong door?

Where do you have the power and arrogance of the title of Demon Emperor?

He is clearly like a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken and is suffering from the wind and cold.

Perhaps only the slender silver sword on his waist has the appearance of a knight-errant.

Mrs. Ye was taken aback when she heard the words, "Did I go to the wrong door?"

Then, he looked back at the door, turned his head, and said, "I shouldn't have gone wrong, didn't you invite me here?"

Dugu Yan, the spokesperson of the Dugu Clan, said, "Are you the Demon Emperor?"

Mrs. Ye looked at the crowd, and said the answer that was natural and absurd: "It's me, everyone, are you ready to become a sinner through the ages?"

"Ugh!"

Yu Wenhuaji sighed, and didn't ask any more questions, because the probability of someone going to the wrong door and still thinking that he was the Demon Emperor was extremely small, and it was impossible.

He also doesn't test the strength of this demon emperor, because there are many people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers in the world, especially the demon gate, the old man who laughed at you honestly in one second may turn into a knife in the next second Poke the devil into your chest.

The Demon Emperor is a scholar who seems powerless, and everyone reluctantly accepts this setting.

Yuwen Shiji looked at the crowd and said: "In this case, let's go. His Majesty the Emperor should be watching the singing and dancing in the Linjiang Palace. Let him go as fast as possible."

The rest of the people followed him out of the small courtyard without saying a word.

Jiangdu.

Linjiang Palace.

Yang Guang, who was regarded as a tyrant by the world, was hugging his beloved Empress Xiao, watching the singing and dancing of Her Majesty's scantily clad court ladies, drinking a glass of wine from time to time, and eating a fruit peeled by Empress Xiao herself.

Even if the world is in chaos and wars are raging everywhere, he, the tyrant in the eyes of others, is trying his best to conform to the settings set by the people of the world.

Faint.

tyranny.

Extravagance.

Suddenly, Yang Guang applauded.

Empress Xiao didn't know what she meant, because the emperor had long since disliked these songs and dances, if he hadn't been in exile in Jiangdu, he would have turned the tables and ordered someone to change a batch of entertainers for him to enjoy.

But why applause now?

As if seeing his concubine's doubts, Yang Guang laughed loudly and said, "Concubine love, do you think that this tyrant, I, has performed well for the people of the world? How is it compared to actors like Your Highness?"

Empress Xiao looked at the emperor in front of her, as if seeing the high-spirited young man in the past who wanted to show off his ambitions, and said softly: "Yang Langxiong is so talented, how can he be called a tyrant?"

"Great talent and general strategy, great talent and general strategy!"

Yang Guang laughed and said, "Aifei, I'm afraid you are the only one in this world who looks at me like this."

Empress Xiao smiled and buried her head into her husband's chest, saying: "Isn't that enough?"

Yang Guang was taken aback for a moment, then tears came out of his laughter, he put his arms around Empress Xiao's shoulders, and said: "My concubine is right, I have achieved my goal, and the prosperity of the future will eventually start with me, starting from the troubled times." Towards prosperity, but at this moment, I can't compare to holding you in my arms, talking about great talents, talking about the rise and fall of the world, how can I compare with your frown and smile, my concubine."

He, Yang Guang, a young tiger general, personally led an army to the south in the past, crossed the Yangtze River natural moat that the world thought was unbreakable, and conquered Nanchen!
The excavation of the Grand Canal has caused grievances for the people, but it has strengthened the political, economic, and cultural exchanges between the North and the South. In the long river of time and space, I saw that on the Grand Canal I opened, ships came and went, and the world was prosperous.

Promoting the imperial examination system, that is, this one, touched the foundation of the powerful family, and his desire to build a prosperous world was too radical, so that he wasted money and money, and complained, so he was pushed by the powerful family and followed the people's will. The tyrant of the ages.

But he has already made a head start and planted a seed. Even if Yang's family is not in power, this seed will eventually germinate and grow into a towering tree in the future dynasties.

The foundation of the powerful family will eventually be pried by the roots of this towering tree.

Yang Guang put his arms around Empress Xiao, drank a glass of strong wine, and said loudly: "Come out, everyone! I know you are already here!"

Four men and three women, a total of seven people, walked into Linjiang Palace slowly.

The Linjiang Palace, which was supposed to be heavily guarded and tightly guarded, was driven straight in by the dragon-slaying sword composed of seven people like a fake.

Yang Guang did not hide his arrogance, looked at the seven people with contempt, and said: "Report your name! Let me know who died in their hands."

"Demon Sect, Demon Emperor, Ye Tai, the rest of the people don't need to report their names, because they are not worthy of your Majesty's remembering."

(End of this chapter)