Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

No skills, just one word, ruthless!

Don't be ruthless!

The boy who was lying on top of him was hit with a palm, and then he kicked the boy three steps away.

Zhu Houzhao seemed to be crazy, picked up a broom beside him, and used all his strength to hit the people next to him.

Those people were driven away, and Zhu Houzhao sat down wearily leaning against the wall. Suddenly, his eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, and he quickly ran in one direction along the entrance of the alley.

It was a shabby little house, it was a shabby little door.

Zhu Houzhao pushed open the small door.

His eyes were red, and a tear slipped silently from the corner of his eye.

PS: About Zhu Houzhao's past life, in

Chapter 0123 In 'Past and Present', there are also explanations

.Combining that chapter and this chapter, you can get to know the circumstances of Zhu Houzhao's previous life, and you can also understand the reasons for Zhu Houzhao's personality change after his transmigration.

Chapter 0373 but the past, asked the unparalleled

Dongfang Bai frowned tightly, Meilan, Zhuju, Four Swordsman's eyes were full of tension and concern, Wu Xingyun looked at the Eighteen Bronze Man indifferently where everyone couldn't see, her hand had already clamped the life and death talisman.

Their eyes were fixed on the center of the battle situation. At this time, Zhu Houzhao's body was already held by the eighteen bronze figures and the golden rod.

Ming Chan did not act rashly, because he knew very well that once he had an impact on Zhu Houzhao, he would be able to break free from the illusion immediately.

"Hmph, this deity is not so unruly..." Wu Xingyun's face was full of anger, "If you really dare to touch a single hair of him, I will immediately intervene, it's a big deal to put everyone here..."

Before Wu Xingyun finished speaking, his face suddenly changed.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao, who was being held by the Eighteen Bronze Figures with the golden rod for descending the devil, changed.

Originally, Zhu Houzhao gave the impression that he was majestic, noble, generous, and not to be offended. However, at this moment, the aura emanating from him was only tyrannical, and the tyranny seemed to destroy the world!

This tyrannical aura, with enough rendering power to change the color of the world, caused the bodies of everyone present to tremble uncontrollably.

Over the Heimu Cliff, the sky was dark, and the dark clouds gradually condensed, covering up the sunlight.

"How is that possible!" Ming Chan's face was full of disbelief, how could it be that even the six-character Great Ming Mantra could not save him, but instead made him so angry and tyrannical!

Isn't the prince's brocade clothes and jade food since he was a child the most likely to affect his mind?

Ming Chan never knew how wrong he had made by using the six-character Great Ming Mantra illusion in the Eighteen Bronze Arhat Formation against Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao covered the last handful of dirt.

He returned to the house step by step, and touched the scissors on the table.

His steps are fast, fast, and steady.

With his scissors in his pocket, he slowly opened the door.

It was the door of another house, the door was very warm, and there was a man and a coquettish woman.

When the man saw Zhu Houzhao, he had to laugh slackly: "Why, little bunny, have you figured it out? Let's live with Lao Tzu!"

Zhu Houzhao calmly said: "My mother died of illness!"

"If you die, you will die!" The man's face changed slightly, and then he said indifferently, "It's just right to die, so as not to be in front of Lao Tzu every day and get in my eyes, if you come this time, don't leave and have a good time with Lao Tzu. "

Zhu Hou looked at the man, looked at the woman again, and shook his head: "I'm here this time because, before my mother died, I asked me to give you and my aunt something."

"What good things can she have?" The man looked disdainful.

Zhu Houzhao ticked lightly at the corner of his mouth: "I heard that it is an heirloom from their family's ancestors, from the Ming Dynasty."

"Really?" There was a gleam in the man's eyes, and the coquettish woman also came up, "Really, child, give that thing to your father and aunt, and the aunt promises that she will take good care of you for your mother in the future. Treat you like your own son."

"Really? It's a pity that you are not qualified and have no chance..." Zhu Houzhao stabbed the woman's chest with his scissors.

"not good!"

In the great formation of the Eighteen Bronze Men, Ming Chan's face turned pale, a trace of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he quickly struck Zhu Houzhao's chest with his golden rod.

Zhu Houzhao slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes seem to carry the vicissitudes spanning thousands of years, all the joys and sorrows in the world, life and death, but they seem to be blank, without any graffiti.

Confusion and emptiness, these two completely opposite feelings appear in these eyes at the same time, but they do not show a conflict, but are incomparably harmonious.

The Book of Forgetfulness, the three realms are affectionate, ruthless, and lofty.

The so-called lofty emotion is to be too high to forget the emotion, that is, to retain all the emotions, but to be able to face everything in the world with complete rationality, and never to damage one's own state of mind due to excessive joy, anger, sadness and joy, so as to achieve the ever-changing world, and my eternal eternity is the same. .

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

The tyrannical aura on Zhu Houzhao's body completely dissipated, not only restrained, but dissipated, and completely vanished.

Zhu Houzhao smiled brightly.

As a result, the dark clouds dissipated, and the sun reappeared in the sky.

"Actually, I would also like to thank you all for helping me put down some things..." Zhu Houzhao's mouth twitched slightly, and he slowly stretched out his right hand.

His fingers came first, and touched Ming Chan's golden rod.