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    Chapter 47: Stepping onto the stage of history

    "This scar"

    At this moment, in Tina's eyes, the terrifying scar was like a bloody spider lurking on Fan Ziluo's chest. It was ferocious and frightening, suppressing the emotions in her heart. Her hands trembled slightly as she touched it.  Above the scar, a gentle white light appeared in the palm of her hand. Tina wanted to use the power of supreme light to heal this scar for Fan Ziluo.

    However, just when the power of light came into contact with the wound on Fan Ziluo's chest, Tina felt herself in a trance. Scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood emerged in her mind. Above this world, a cold gaze slowly  It slowly fell on her body. At the critical moment, Tina bit the tip of her tongue. Mingtai instantly became clear and she was able to escape from the illusion. In reality, Tina groaned and quickly pulled away the hand on Fan Ziluo's chest.  At the same time, his body fell backwards involuntarily.

    "Mother!!" Fan Ziluo exclaimed, hurriedly put his hands forward, grabbed Tina's hand, helped her stabilize her body, and then noticed that her hand was unusually cold, Fan Ziluo hurriedly asked: "Mother  ?What¡¯s wrong with you?!¡±

    "Iit's okay" Tina stabilized her mind and recalled everything she had just seen. She understood clearly in her heart. A pair of blue eyes looked at Fan Ziluo sadly with a little tear, which made Fan Ziluo's heart skip a beat.  Shocked and at a loss, Tina suddenly hugged Fan Ziluo to her chest and cried: "Fan'er, I'm sorry, it was my mother who was incompetent and didn't protect you properly"

    Tina's low cry sounded in Fan Ziluo's ears. In his memory, his mother was always so calm and majestic. He had never seen her crying. Fan Ziluo leaned against her  On Na's shoulder, he felt the cold tears on his neck. He knew in his heart that his mother was like this because of him

    Holding back the tears in his eyes, Fan Ziluo patted Tina's back gently with his little hand, and Nuonuo said: "Mom, the baby is fine. Don't cry. The baby has realized his mistake and will not worry about the mother by running around in the future.  Already"

    " Tina's crying gradually stopped. She still hugged Fan Ziluo, unwilling to let go. The room fell into calm again. In this silence, the mother and son, who were connected by blood, were speechless

    After a long time, steady footsteps broke the calm. Sidoril pushed open the door, and what he saw surprised him. He thought that this moment should be the time for a strict mother to teach her son, and his careless boy should  The only way to be punished is to kneel on the ground. With doubts, Sidoril walked up to the two of them and asked in a low voice: "Tina, what's wrong? What happened?"

    Hearing Sidoril's voice, Tina let go of Fan Ziluo's hand. She raised her head and looked at Sidoril, shook her head and said, "Xia, it's nothing, it's okay."

    Seeing Tina's eyes that were red from crying, Sidoril gave a helpless smile and said, "It's nothing. Look at you, your eyes are red from crying. Tina, do you still remember that I swore to you in the past?"  , I will never make you sad and cry in this life, but now you keep this sadness in your heart alone, it is really my fault"

    "Xia"

    They were shocked at first, knew each other then, and then followed each other in life and death. Until the dust has settled now, the love story of the Holy King of the Celestial Clan and the goddess Tina has been spread to every corner of the world. However, no matter what the legend is, it can only be witnessed with one's own eyes.  , can we know how much they care about each other.

    Fan Ziluo, who was on the side, put on his clothes silently and looked at the two people looking at each other affectionately. He was speechless for a while. He found an opportunity and tiptoed to leave the room, so as not to disturb his parents' communication.

    "My son, where are you going?" Sidoril's voice came from behind, and Fan Ziluo had to take back his foot that was about to step out of the house. Looking back, he saw Sidoril looking like  Looking at himself with a non-smile.

    "Reporting to my father, I'm a little tired and ready to rest" Fan Ziluo responded carefully. He clearly understood that his father loved his mother deeply. This kind of love exceeded everything. In the past, he only complained about it.  His mother was too harsh on him, so he beat her severely. Now, he made his mother sad and shed tears

    Thinking of this, Fan Ziluo felt a dull pain somewhere in his body.

    "Tired? This is not possible. Now, there is still a place where you need to go with me. My son, come with me." Sidoril said, and strode towards Fan Ziluo.

    No way, Dad!  You are really so narrow-minded that you are ready to abuse lynching without any delay!  ?

    "Xia, do you need me to come forward this time?" Tina asked aloud:

    "No, if you come forward, then everything will be meaningless. Tina, just stay here and wait for us to come back." Sidoril responded with a smile:

    "Okay" Tina didn't force herself. She turned to Fan Ziluo and said, "Fan Ziluo, you must listen to your father in everything, and don't let your husband's majesty fall below yours."

      "Ah? You know" Fan Ziluo was stunned for a while before replying. At this time, he was confused and didn't know what he was going to face with Sidoril.

    The next moment, Sidoril took Fan Ziluo's hand and left the room. After watching the two people leave, Tina sighed softly, stood up, walked to the window edge, and looked at the bright full moon in the sky.  , murmured: "That gaze is unmistakable. You can't avoid it when it comes. Time is running out. Ximeng, where are you now?"

    At the same moment, under a different bright moon, in the endless pavilions with a sea of ??knowledge, a slender figure stood quietly on the eaves, with eyes of different colors, staring into the distance, where a small or large meeting was being held.  The banquet was to celebrate the 100th anniversary of Rao Lingfeng, the son of Principal Rao Beifeng.

    Not long ago, the divine son Ximeng used secret magic to trick the people of the three sects who were destined to teach, and then came to Xuehaiwuya. Logically speaking, Fan Ziluo's fate could be broken only by removing the successors of Confucianism. However, under the way of heaven,  , everything has its own destiny, so Xi Meng has not taken action, she is still waiting

    The breeze blew, bringing a trace of a person. Xi Meng looked sideways, and an extraordinary figure appeared in his eyes. The person was wearing a dark red robe and carrying a Zhongyong sword box on his back. He walked slowly, stood ten steps away from Xi Meng, clasped his fists and bowed  He bowed and said, "My lord, Jingheng Rongzhang has seen the god of a foreign land."

    In this regard, Shenzi Ximeng did not say anything, but silently stared at the person who came. Although he looked young, his demeanor was very calm. He stood up straight and was neither humble nor overbearing. There was a warning in his red eyes.

    After a while, Xi Meng finally said: "You know why I came here?"

    "I know that in the face of the Lord God, I only say one word, no one can hurt him as long as I am here." In the light words, there is an unquestionable response.

    "Where does your confidence come from?"

    "It's just because you are in this difficult situation and can't do your best."

    "What you know is beyond my expectation, but I don't know why you are provoking me like this. Do you want to force me to take action?" The sound came out, making Jingheng Rongzhang's eyes flash with a strange look, and he didn't wait for him  In reply, Ximeng pointed it out directly: "Your purpose is to get me into the game. So, now I only have one question, who is your opponent?"

    After being exposed by Ximeng, Jingheng Rongzhang no longer hid it, and simply said directly: "Hamy opponent is naturally all living things in the world. If you want to win and control everything, you naturally need to become an enemy of all living beings in the world.  .¡±

    "I feel that you will be a dangerous person to the whole situation, but time is not on your side."

    Jingheng Rongzhang chuckled lightly and said: "I have my own means to win ten years. After that, it only takes ten years for my emperor to rule the world."

    When Xi Meng heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly. She understood that Jingheng Rongzhang was definitely not arrogant. After a while, she said in a deep voice: "Very good, I will look forward to the performance of you and the person you have chosen." After saying that,  , the shadow of the evening dream has disappeared.

    Looking at the place where Ximeng disappeared, Jingheng Rongzhang was silent for a long time. Finally, he sighed slightly, turned and left.

    He shifted his gaze and returned to the royal city of the Celestial Clan. In a room that had been prepared for a long time, Fan Ziluo had been put into new clothes by his attendants. The white clothes were rimmed with gold and were extremely gorgeous. Fan Ziluo was wearing a royal crown and hat.  , has its own momentum.

    Seeing this, Sidoril nodded and said: "Well, this is more decent. My son, this set of royal clothes should have been worn by you when you were ten years old. But time has not waited for you, so I can only wear it."  That¡¯s it.¡±

    Fan Ziluo adjusted the big hat on his head and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Dad, what on earth are you taking me to do?"

    Sidoril replied: "I want you to follow me to court and meet your future subjects!"

    "What?!" Fan Ziluo was shocked and inexplicable. What Sidoril said was really his first time. In order to protect Fan Ziluo for seven years, the Heavenly Clan only heard his name but never saw him.  Man, Fan Ziluo couldn't help but ask: "Dad, why is it so sudden?!"

    Sidoril did not answer, but said with a serious face: "My son, you must understand that no matter what your heart is in the future, this is your home, your country, and you are also the only legal heir to the Tianyu Dynasty.  Sir, here are your relatives, your people, you can never abandon them at any time!"

    After finishing speaking, Fan Ziluo opened his mouth. Finally, he nodded slowly and said, "Father, I understand."

    Sidoril was very satisfied with this. He opened his hand to him and said, "Now, come with me."

    At this moment, Fan Ziluo, who was prepared in his heart, calmly held Sidoril's hand and went with him to the highest centralized place of power in the Tianyu Dynasty.

    Walking slowly, FanziLuo felt something in his heart and looked at the sky, the sky, filled with stars.

    At the same time, a pair of ink-colored eyes were staring at the starry sky. Under the starry sky, a holy tree standing in the sky and under the ground was stained with a deep red blood energy at this moment.

    With the sacrifice of the flesh and blood of newborn babies, although the Broken Island King Tree has returned to peace, it is no longer as sacred as it once was.

    "Wangchen"

    Hearing the familiar call, the child who called Wangchen withdrew his gaze. His black hair was like ink, flowing down to his waist, and his long black clothes added a touch of calmness. Looking from a distance, he stood quietly in the courtyard.  Wangchen has a temperament that is different from ordinary people. He transformed in seven days and has acquired an extraordinary body.

    In Wangchen's eyes, King Jiwu, dressed in purple, was walking towards him. King Jiwu came to Wangchen, caressed his head, and asked in a deep voice: "We are going to court soon, why did you come here secretly?  "

    Wangchen replied: "Father, I hate those people I have hated them since I came here. Father, can you take me back?"

    King Ji Wu frowned, and then said in a stern tone: "No matter what, you are the future king of Kill Broken Island, and they are your subjects. Now, you must face them, see them clearly, and then kill them."  You have control in your hands, do you understand?!"

    Wangchen was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "My son, I understand."

    In this regard, King Jiwu didn't say much. He took Wangchen's hand and turned around and walked towards the royal palace.

    Almost at the same time, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Clan and King Mo Lin of Broken Island appeared on the stage of history in the same way, and their legends began

    Age of Broken Island: King Wu's thirty years, King Lin was born, the balance between heaven and earth was imbalanced, the King Tree was damaged, and the two kings disappeared. In order to protect the King Tree, the great elder of Wang Shu Palace sacrificed 100,000 newborn children to the King Tree, which made the subjects of King Island furious.  A great chaos was about to begin. Seven days later, King Wu returned with King Lin. When the royal palace heard about this, King Wu was furious. He threw the elders and elders in the sky into prison. At the same time, all the guards who participated in the robbery of the children were beheaded, and their heads were hung in the city.  Fang civilians were dissatisfied, and later, they took away the power of Wang Shu Palace and imprisoned the Great Elder in the palace. Since then, Broken Island's divine power has gradually declined and has lost its former glory.
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