Vol 5 Chapter 283: Gale Emperor on the verge of collapse

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The face of the evil emperor was covered, and he could not see any expression of him, but the wind still felt that he was sneer: "The emperor only kills the wicked and the enemy who is the enemy of the emperor. Only the person who hates this emperor, the emperor Will it make him... life is better than death..."
The cold voice was like a cold knife, one by one, piercing the heart of the wind, in front of the evil emperor, he never stopped tremble, even in peacetime, just remembered, or inadvertently heard him He will be straightforward. In this life, he has been unable to erase the shadow left by the evil emperor in his heart.
As a great wind king emperor, he has many people who indirectly die under him. He can't think of the demon that was brought about by that incident. But now, the evil emperor and a few words he said, at least let him understand that this is not without reason. He seems to have seen the light of hope, and humblely pleads: "Hey... I have done a lot of wrong things in these years. Everything is wrong. It’s damn, ask... please spare, you want What... I will give you..."
"Since you know you are damn, why don't you die right away?"
The wind and gaze are sluggish. For him now, death is not a happy relief. But... "Oh... you can't die, you are the emperor... I beg you to let go... no matter what you ask for, wealth, power... even awkward love, you can give it to you..."
For him, there are many things that are more important than his life, such as his ambitions, and the entire wind home. If he is forced to die like this, his ambition to burn his life becomes a joke, and he can fully imagine that this kind of disaster will fall to the son of his son who survived the throne after his death. Being forced to death and mad, the wind home is completely over, so he would rather die, and will never be forced to die. In order to get rid of this nightmare, his imperial kings will not hesitate to ask him.
"What requirements are promised? Hahahaha..." The evil emperor burst into laughter, and the hoarse laughter sounded like a glass smashed, and it was hard to hear people suffocate. He said lowly: "Good, wasted on you." After so much time, you are finally willing to say this, very good..."
In the heart of the wind, it was both desolate and sad. He shuddered and asked: "You...what do you want to do...as long as you don't appear anymore, you have to do whatever you want."
"If you have fun games, there will always be a greasy day. If you can really obey the truth, the Emperor will not appear in this place again. But you can rest assured that this Emperor will not want you, too. Will not greedy your throne, the things that the emperor wants you to do, maybe you still want to do what you dream." The evil emperor said that the black eyes are more and more evil. The toy is enough, and the abuse is enough. The best choice is not to destroy it, but to turn him into a tool.
"You...what do you want to do?" The wind is so eager that he will disappear in front of him in the next second and never appear again.
"Very good... The Emperor appreciates your present expression and remembers what you said today, otherwise..."
Suddenly, there was a cold wind in front of the wind. The wind poured into his collar, and it was cold and biting. He couldn’t help but scream more fiercely. But after a long while, he didn’t hear the next voice and looked up. However, it was found that there was no one around, and the evil emperor had no idea when to leave.
The strength of the whole body was exhausted by fear, and the cold sweat made his clothes just water-immersed. He leaned on the bedpost and gasped with a big mouth. The evil emperor did not say what he was going to do, but it meant that he would let him do anything at any time. The emperor of his great wind country became a man’s jealousy, and the person who controlled him was a man. The irresistible demon, in front of him, he is just a humble weak, played and trampled by him. But no matter what, the wind has gone, he can no longer find a loyal and powerful patron saint like the wind.
The evil spirits left, the wind was still cold, like a falling ice cave, he shrank, whispered to himself with a low inaudible voice: "Forbearance...bearing...bearing...he will definitely reveal flaws, always One day... I will get all of them back..."


The news of Ye Wuchen's return came to the Tianchen continent with a color similar to mythology, and the news was accompanied by rumors that his body was abolished. After Ye Wuchen returned to Ye Family for a week, the news has spread throughout the mainland. At the same time of horror, people are deeply sorry that a fabulous teenager has fallen so far and sighs.
After Ye Wuchen returned, Ye Jia did not be as happy and joyful as most people imagined. Instead, it became quieter than ever, and it was rumored that General Weilong had been sick for many days because of his long-term battlefield. Ye Laozi is full of red light every day, often going out for a walk, sometimes not coming back for a few days.
Compared to the quietness of Ye Family, Lin Family is quieter like a dead light.
It should be the reason for the inconvenience of the legs and feet. Ye Wuchen, who was always okay with the snow on the street three years ago, rarely saw him go out, and Ye’s descendants knew that his most time was half lying on the wood. In the wheelchair, half-squinting and enjoying the sun, or going to Ye Shuiyao, it will take a long time to come out. In the first few days, he will go to the flower house every day. Later, he will come back, usually the door. Hua Shui, who does not have two doors and does not go, runs to Ye Family every day. Sometimes he goes in the morning and comes out in the afternoon. Since Ye Wuchen came back, her original thin face has been rosy a lot, coupled with the peculiar femininity and femininity of the little woman, some young men who have a glimpse of the room on the street have lost their souls.
Ye Wei was sick in bed, but Long Hao had never visited it. Together with Ye Wuchen’s astonishing words in the court a few days ago, the Wenwu Baiguan who was present had sniffed the strange taste. Every day, someone will visit Ye Wei’s
conditions
and sneak a slap in the side. Ye Wei’s response to the dripping water does not leak, so that people simply do not notice anything wrong. At present, Tianlong is suffering from a foreign eye. If there is any problem in the relationship between Ye Family and the royal family, it is extremely bad news for either party or even the entire Tianlong country. And... If the Ye family wants to reverse it... Once this thought appears, it will be vetoed immediately. If it is loyal, on merit, which one is better than the home! Even if everyone in the world is reversed, Ye Jia will not be against it!
However, it is assumed that Ye Jia really wants to reverse... More than half of the Tianlong City banned army is led by Ye Family. Ye Jia, a privately owned Ye Family, is a well-known Xiong Yongshi, who is far superior to the Royal Yulin Army. Loyalty and swearing to follow Ye’s father’s subordinates and students are all over the city’s major cities and gates. I don’t know how many hands hold a lot of power, even a city’s strength, but as long as Ye Jia’s arms are called, the whole Tianlong country The weather will change. If Ye Jia wants to reverse, how can he wait until now, how to choose this extremely inappropriate time.
So, what is the hidden mystery?
At this time, let the whole Tianchen mainland have some instigation, the Tianchen Magic Wu Conference is just around the corner, and countless eyes have been concentrated on it. Although this magical martial arts conference will be held once in more than 20 years, each time it will be the focus of the whole continent. Twenty-five years ago, that game decided the four strongest people at that time - Chu Yu, Feng Chaoyang, Wu Hao, Snow Maiden, and they also used their strength to explain what is God. This time, in addition to the wind, the Chu, Wu, and Snow women have not passed away. This time, whether they are still them, or... another peerless master is shocked.
The venue of the Tianchen Magic Wu Conference is still the center of Tianchen Continent. The competition was held 25 years ago. The organizer was the Southern Emperor Sect, and this time it was the Northern Emperor Sect. Only the Southern Emperor Sect and the Northern Emperor Sect were able to Under the pressure of this real master gathered. Although these peerless masters are all arrogant, they are not arrogant to arrogant in front of them.
"Sword God, God of War... Is it really the strongest person in the world? Maybe, maybe not." Ye Wuchen sighed to himself. He is convinced that there must be many strong people who can't escape the world in many corners of the Tianchen continent. Among them, it is not impossible for them to overcome these gods. The group of people under the demise of the soul is a group of "shunning high-ranking people".
"My brother has said that my sister is better than anyone else... Hey, he is even better than Grandpa Chu." The snowy interface around him.
"The heart is not the same, she is not a person in this world." Ye Wuchen said, his face revealed a complex color, respectively, grasping the small hands of Ningxue and Xinxin.
"Oh?" Ning Xing blinked and his face was puzzled.
After drying in the soft sunshine for a long time, Ye Wuchen was already sleepy. He yawned and opened his arms and smiled. "Snow, come to my brother's arms."
"Yeah." Ning Xuexin laughed and walked forward, throwing his soft body into his arms and leaning his body on his lap. Not long after, she squinted and slept unconsciously.
"It's still so sleepy." Ye Wuchen smiled and smiled.
It seems... getting more and more sleepy.
It has become more and more serious in the past year, and now at least 15 hours a day is sleeping.
What is the reason?
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