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Chapter 216

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    ? The palace was in a mess, more than half of the resplendent palace had collapsed, and the warm sound of the song stage and the warm spring scene of the past were no longer seen.

    However, because of the enchantment, from the outside, it is still intact with carved railings and jade bricks; as everyone knows, the inside is already rotten.

    Yao Chonghua held the scepter of the Holy See and passed by the ruins with neither sadness nor joy on his face.

    He also passed by Li Qingzhou's body, a generation of pitiful emperors who just fell on the side of the road after death, no one restrained them.

    So, Yao Chonghua walked over and covered him with a white cloth with compassion.

    The white cloth was stained with slightly dried blood on the ground, stained with red marks.

    Yao Chonghua got up, lowered his head, with a solemn face, and said: "There should be sorrow and joy in sending a funeral to the monarch."

    So, he thought for a while, and hummed the Huangmei Opera that he had heard in his childhood.  His eyes were full of jokes: "'How would you know that he is a holy son and grandson, but it is better to be fluffy and cut off.'"

    Yao Chonghua turned around, couldn't hold back, and let out a laugh from his nasal cavity.

    He walked forward, and the yin and yang singing voice drifted farther and farther away¡ª¡ª

    "For seventeen years, I have worried about the country like a disease, and I can't call the gods and ancestors, and I can't send my own soldiers to rescue them."

    "The long sword is ruthless, and it will kill the king."*

    *

    Yao Chonghua came all the way to Taiye Pool.

    Taiye Pond is located in the West Garden of the Imperial Palace and is the largest pond in the Imperial City.

    But Yao Chonghua knew that this place was not only big, but also very deep.

    Half of the surrounding palaces had collapsed before, and the edge of the pool was full of ruins.

    Yao Chonghua hummed a song and walked into the pool step by step.

    In fact, the large array in the palace has been destroyed, and Augustus can also be seen as long as the ground is dug three feet, but Yao Chonghua still likes to use this method.

    The cold water enveloped him.

    I don't know how deep he dived, but he finally crossed the water surface without any trace of water on his body.

    Yao Chonghua stepped on the simple stone bricks.  Where his feet landed, a faint white light lit up.

    The lights on the wall instantly lit up, illuminating Yao Chonghua's way forward.

    This is the passage of a tomb.

    He made seven turns and eight turns all the way, and finally came to the main tomb.

    In the middle of the tomb, on a high round platform, there is an ancient coffin made of pure gold.

    This ancient coffin was wrapped around several bronze chains, making it airtight.

    The light from the night pearl above his head shone down, making him look very desolate.

    Yao Chonghua walked up to the high platform, and the Pope's scepter hit the ground heavily, and the chain broke with a sound.

    His hands rested on the coffin reverently.

    Yao Chonghua's eyes were full of fanaticism, and he knelt in front of the coffin like the most fanatical believer.

    Because his heart was too turbulent, his hands trembled slightly.

    Yao Chonghua knelt and took two steps forward, clasping his hands on the coffin lid.

    On the round platform below, a silver halo rose, sending out a final weak counterattack.

    The tingling pain came, and several streams of bright red blood snaked down Yao Chonghua's arm.  But he seemed to feel no pain.

    The Great Formation of Conferred Gods in the imperial palace has been destroyed, and the context is blocked, and the eighteen emperor's graves and temples that suppressed Augustus have also disappeared.

    This is just Li Yingtian's last struggle set up by his poor skills.

    Yao Chonghua's expression seemed to be crying, but also seemed to be smiling.

    How long has he changed his name to "Yao Chonghua", and how long he has worked hard for this day.

    Criticism, abuse, insults, crimes Yao Chonghua doesn't care about everything, and there is nothing to care about.

    "God I did it." A tear fell and hit Yao Chonghua's arm.

    Yao Chonghua's biological mother was an ordinary court band dancer; the eldest son of Empress Zhao died young and had nothing to do since then, so she simply gave the concubine to death and became Yao Chonghua's mother empress.

    A few years later, Empress Zhao became pregnant again, and when she looked at Yao Chonghua again, she naturally felt that the child was rebellious no matter what she looked at.

    So, he was thrown into the pond.

    Inside the palace, there have always been legends about being able to see the God of Light.  They say that the God of Light likes gentle, kind and pure souls.

    Yao Chonghua thought, maybe this rumor is not true.

    Because, that year, he saw a golden dragon in a trance in the very deep water.

    This is how it all started.

    I have failed all the people in the world, and I have never failed your deep kindness

    the??Adolescence has come, awakened the inheritance of Odin, said that he is the destined king of the world, wants to revitalize the dragon clan, and refuses to admit that I am his father!  (Note: The second half of the sentence is the key point)

    Angrily, I brought him back, and played mixed doubles with New Year's Eve.

    *

    "You dragons are all like this after awakening" Gavin thought for a moment, and gave a compromise vocabulary, "Is it annoying?"

    Constantine: "Not all of them. It will be fine after a while. The Lantern Festival has just merged, and the memory of this life is not stable yet."

    "If I had the combat power I have now," Gavin glanced at Constantine with a sad expression on his face, "What will happen next?"

    Grab it directly and take it back to the grass suit.

    Constantine snorted and spat out a sentence like a mosquito.

    Gavin: "What did you say?"

    "I'm sorry!" Constantine growled a little angrily, then covered the quilt over his head, and packed the quail.

    Gavin couldn't hold back his smile, picked up the quilt and put it on his lap, then kissed him through a thick layer of cotton wool: "I accept the apology, but I never blamed you." (  Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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