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Xi Tong looked at the horse in the world of cutting red pupils for a while, but this time he didn't meet people or things with eyes.

To be precise, it is not that there is no fate, but that everyone has an abomination.

I don't know how to say it, Xi Tong feels that people in this world are leaning towards darkness, and the ubiquitous weight makes people almost depressing.

There are thousands of faces, but they are all the same.

Xi Xitong pondered for a while, and sorted out the root cause.

Twenty thousand years ago, the empire relied on the military to conquer the world, which was exactly the same as Qin Shihuang.

The difference is that the first emperor who cut the red pupil world did not build a large-scale waiter, did not build an underground mansion against theft for thousands of years, and did not build the third house and the sixth house ...

He used all the money and resources to smash equipment, and 48 pieces in one smash, these equipment can be called the top of the full service, has been imitated, and has never been surpassed.

Especially among the most powerful emperors, only the descendants of the emperor's blood can control it-this is 10,000 times more practical than the symbolic thing of Chuanguo Yuxi.

Therefore, in the world of cutting the pupils of red eyes, the country and the country are unified, and there is no uprising or rebellion at all.

Because the Empire controls the Emperor!

Even if a pig is sitting on a throne, it will be worshipped.

The emperor's weapon is a nuclear weapon that cuts the world of the red pupil. Those who possess it can slaughter the city and fight thousands of miles.

Who dares to shout "The prince will have a kind of relationship," the emperor will soon tell him-really!

Absolute rights inevitably lead to absolute, the empire need not cover up, this is an open fact.

However, nobles and officials are vested interests and they will only enjoy this.

The grassroots grassroots were powerless even if they had intentions. When they were repeatedly suppressed by the emperor for 100 times and 10,000 times, they gradually gave up the idea of ​​rebellion.

If you want to overthrow the empire, you must start with the emperor, and you must have at least half of the emperor to be able to ask about the importance of the tripod.

For thousands of years, the conspiracy and calculations surrounding the emperor's implements were inexhaustible, and the heavy pieces of the country fell out, even in the hands of the rebels and rebels ...

Xi Xitong is very puzzled. Does the emperor have such a rigorous process of using nuclear weapons?

The user's identity background should be closely screened, and any bad spots should be decisively ruled out, and even three or five generations can not be overstated.

Moreover, from the grant to the withdrawal, every detail should be recorded and filed in detail, and all the words and deeds of the emperor should be reported in time.

As a nuclear weapon, plutonium is the same as a nuclear weapon. If you lose one, you have to search the world, and the empire has dropped one after another, one after another, and lost more than a dozen or even more than twenty emperors.

This Nima is weird everywhere!

However, Xi Tong is concerned about the design drawings and manufacturing process of the emperor's tools. As for the 48 emperor's tools, except for Susano, all others are optional.

The Emperor Capital!

The emperor's throne on the throne was straight, with his hands across the scepter and placed on his thighs, his feet tightly closed together, without a gap.

His expression was solemn and solemn, and he was respectful.

"Secretary, can something happen?"

Although he tried his best to imitate his father's tone of voice, the unchanging immature child's voice was clear and crisp, and it was even more impressive than the young girl's voice.

Chen Qunchen kept silent.

Minister Ernest's grim eyes glanced around the crowd, then he turned his belly and turned to the throne.

"Yi Xia governs the state party, the whole world is promoted, and the national security and folk music."

When I heard this, the little emperor flushed with excitement.

"Secretary, is this true?"

Ernest picked his beard with the corner of his mouth, his face full of pride.

"His Majesty knows the world, why should I repeat it?"

All the officials immediately bowed down, and His Majesty, who spoke in unison, was wise.

But at this time, a cold humming sounded in the hall.

Minister Chen immediately turned to General Budd, the head of the general.

However, General Boude's figure stood in front of the little emperor, pressing his sword in his right hand, his eyes swept across the hall.

not him?

Minister Chan trembled as he noticed an unusual taste in the response of General Bude.

The first master of the puppet empire poses in a confrontation posture, but he does not even find the figure of the opponent ...

Who, who is it?

Alien? Rebels? Cultist?

Xi Xitong stunned the cloak of the Holy Spirit, invisibility was lifted, and the figure hovering in the air while stepping on the magic sword appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Come, escort!"

The obese minister moved like a rabbit, flew to the throne in an instant, and protected the little emperor with General Bud.

The puppet emperor poked the minister's back with a scepter.

"You look in your sight."

Minister Chen was embarrassed, but had to move to the side.

The little emperor once again laid the scepter flat on his thigh, staring straight at Xitong, without any fear and fear.

This is not stupid, but-I really don't know what it means to be afraid!

"Who are you?"

General Bhud pulls his sword out half and asks coldly.

Xi Xitong glanced around the hall, and finally fell on the three emperors, the minister, and the general.

三 These three all have a weird barrier, and mind control has no effect on them.

Of course, if you bring Yuri's high-tech helmet and pull another wire to increase power, you can also break the barrier on them.

However, it would be too low to do that.

Seeing Xi Tong's unscrupulous gaze, the general snorted.

"Come here!"

Quiet!

Silent!

I was more dead than when the Minister was questioning!

The civilian officials present and the guards rushing into the **** all stood in the same position as clay puppets, and turned a deaf ear to General Bude's order.

General Ye's eyes twitched, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the minister: Old man, you dare to put your hand on my site!

Minister Wu quickly waved his hand, as if to say: It's not me, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense!

The emperor Xiao Xiao didn't know the expressions of the two in front of him, but stared directly at the magic sword under Xi Tong's feet, as if he saw the beloved toy.

"Brother, can you teach me to fly?"

Xi Xitong looked at the little emperor, secretly in his heart, and he stayed naturally deep in the heart.

Hey cough ...

Minister Chan and the generals lost their anger at the same time.

The little emperor suddenly realized that he was dysfunctional, a pinched expression appeared on his face, and then he was backed up and returned to his former solemnity.

Xi Xitong smiled, "There is no back seat in Feitianji ... keke, it's nothing. You can teach you at any time if you want to learn."

The Minister Chan and the General then realized what was happening ~ www.readwn.com ~ When looking at Xi Tong again, his eyes were full of fear.

For the superiors, the most hope is to control people's hearts, because this is the source of people's rights.

What they fear most is those who control the heart, because this means that their rights are being shaken and lost.

The man in front of him silently controlled hundreds of imperial civil and military forces. If he devotes himself to religion, it will be deceiving ...

人 The threat from this person is too great and must be eradicated!

However, Xi Tong grunted coldly.

General Bhud immediately felt his wrist shake, and pulled out his half of his sword to insert it back. General Bhud did his best to pull it out.

Minister Chan is worse.

The big gold chain around the neck was tightened strangely, entangled, and deeply embedded in the fat on the neck. The minister's eyes suddenly protruded, his face was purple, and scratching his neck with his hands in vain did not help.