Vol 9 Chapter 137: Zhongshan leaves no trace of the mystery

Chapter 137: Zhongshan Leaves Water with No Traces
Ling Xiao Tian Ting, Purple Mansion House!
Shui Wuzhen returned to the house with his exhaustion.
"Father, the baby has something to tell you!" A very handsome teenager faced the water without a trace.
"Boxer, is there something wrong?" Shui Wuchen asked with a hint of doubt.
Water fist, son of water without trace. It is also the favorite child of Waterless.
"It's important, it's about my Shuijia!" Shuiquan solemnly said.
"Oh? Then follow me to the study!" Shui Wu trace was slightly surprised.
For a long time, Shui Wuzhen was busy with political affairs, and he lacked a bit of discipline for several sons. His son was also regarded as a sister-in-law in the Lingxiao Heavenly Court, but he did not have any trouble and did not care much about Shui Wuzhen. Sex? Discussing family matters?
In the study, Shuiquan waved back all the subordinates, and even set up matrix sound insulation.
"Say, what's mysterious?" Shui Wuzhen wondered.
"Father, I heard that today's Taiji Holy See messenger was summoned by the Father King?" Shuiquan said slightly excitedly.
"Well, I am chopped!" Shui nodded without a trace.
"Eh, why? Isn't that right?" Shui Quan said anxiously.
"Huh?" Shui Wuchen's face turned pale, his eyes became sharper.
For more than 100 years of majesty, the majesty of water without trace is extremely scary, but the opposite is his beloved son, and Shuiquan should not have seen it.
"Father, we can't surrender Taiji Holy Court. I'm so sorry for this world, I'm sorry for those who came out of Xiaoqian World!" Shuiquan said.
"Well!" Water nodded without a trace.
"However, now that the Holy King is dead, dragging it down will only bring greater disaster to the people. Father King, a leader of more than a century, many ministers are now facing you. At this time, why not take a step forward? No one will blame you, Father! "Shui Quan quickly said.
"Sinko, what are you talking about?" Shui Wuchen's eyes glared, and a suffocation burst out.
The strong suffocation forced Shuiquan's heart to tremble and his face turned pale, but he coerced and said, "I want my father to be the emperor. The holy king is already dead. What's the use of keeping the grandma? Fewer and fewer, and in the end there will only be nothing, Father King, let's be Emperor, and the child begged the Father King! "
After that, Shuiquan ‘plopped’ and knelt on the ground.
The breathlessness of the entire body of water without any traces soared into the sky, and immediately broke through the study.
"Sinko, I split you today!"
With a blast, it rang through Shuifu. Suddenly a large number of people around the water house came around.
"Master, master don't want it!" Suddenly a woman rushed in, hugging the water without a trace. Tears were weeping.
"Let ’s go, I split this wicked child today!" Shui Wuchen angered.
"Boxer, how did you provoke your father? You haven't paid your father yet!" The woman turned to Shuiquan.
"Yeah, Boxer, quickly repay my father, quickly!" Cried Brother Shuiquan.
"I'm right, Father, you are too pedantic. You are foolhardy, the Holy King is dead, what thousands of people have seen, there are records, and there is no luck in the weather. Alas, as long as the father and the king are willing, the grandfathers will certainly support the father as the emperor, the father, the baby begging the father! "Shui Quan shouted.
When Shuiquan called, everyone was silent. Obviously, these people wanted Shuiquan to be the emperor. Shuiquan's brothers looked at each other with jealous eyes. Now they are just princes. Once Shuiquan is the emperor, it is the prince!
The woman holding Waterless is also looking forward, because once Waterless becomes the emperor, he will change from a princess to a queen.
"Reversed, reversed? I said in the chapel, dare to move against the mind of the Chaos, sacrifice the Jiu tribe! Come, drag the water fist out of Nantianmen and behead and show the public. When the Holy King returns, I will apologize for death again!" Mark angered.
As soon as Shui Wuchen said, everyone was panicking, knowing that Shui Wuzhen was ignorant and loyal, but did not expect such stubbornness, so stubbornness? This is going to kill your own parents?
"Master, do not master, he is your favorite son, master!" The woman cried.
"Father, please spare the boxer!" The princes begged for mercy quickly. At the same time, the same thoughts as Shuiquan just disappeared.
Shuiquan stared stunned.
"Not yet, cut!" Shui Wuchen called to the two guards.
"Yes!" The two guards were agitated.
Prince of beheads? They are long-sighted, and they admire the Purple King even more.
"Father, father, I'm a boxer!" Shui Quan finally knew that he was afraid.
"No matter who you are, the insurgent, die!" Shui Wuren angered.
"Mother, save me, brothers, save me!" Shui Quan now solves his fears everywhere. Shui Quan knows the character of the father and king. It is true, it is really about to be cut!
"Master, you cannot cut, you cannot cut!" The woman called immediately.
"Do you want to disobey me?" Shui Wuchen's eyes glared.
"No, no, holy king, holy king has saved the death-free gold medal. When the boxer was born, the holy king congratulated and gave the boxer a gold medal to prevent the boxer from immortal! No! "The woman cried immediately.
"I have a gold medal for avoidance of death, I have!" Shui Quan immediately took out a gold and bright brand.
Above the sign, Zhong Shan's hand-written word "Don't Die" suddenly popped up. A few years ago, after learning the news of Zhong Shan's death, he no longer took it seriously. I've been thrown into the corner of the storage bracelet, and now I can't imagine it will save my life.
"Father, the child is wrong, the child is wrong!" Shui Quan kept screaming.
Looking at this death-free gold medal, Shui Wuqi took a deep breath. Speaking of it, Shuiquan is his favorite son, but the national law is as big as the sky, but the holy king's decree is even greater. To avoid death, I had to avoid it, and Shui Wuxin also exhaled secretly.
"Since it is a gold medal for exemption from death, death penalty is unavoidable, and living crime is difficult to spare. Send the water fist to‘ Tianxia Peak ’and give it to Tian Lao.
Ordeal? People who know that everything is tight in their hearts, the suffering of a century, how much suffering it is. Can be saved, no one dares to say more.
Water fist was sent to the peak of the world!
Tianxia Peak, Tianjia Tianzizi, and other powerful places of retreat, Tian Lao has always lived here after Zhongshan left Lingxiao Heavenly Court, never entered the political arena, and never shot, unless the water was invited.
Tian Lao learned that after passing, he quickly sent the water fist to Pepsi Cave.
Watching the water fist enter, Tian Lao nodded and said, "Water has no trace with good intentions. Pepsi is suffering. I hope that after Pepsi suffering, you can grow up!"
After sending his son Shuiquan away, no one in Shuifu dared to mention this topic again. Shui Wuzhen was very depressed, and returned to the palace alone, standing in the Changsheng Hall.
Looking at the throne of Zhongshan, it was as if Zhongshan was sitting on the throne.
"Holy King, Ma'am, it's a mess. What should I do? After five years, the minister is exhausted physically and mentally, but the minister will still insist!"
"However, it's too difficult. The minister's heart, the army's heart, the people's heart, and the world's heart have begun to be chaotic. What should I do? Holy King, five years, if you go again, send a message to the minister!"
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Shui Wuzhen alone described the sadness in his heart, but Dasao could not afford it. Although Shuiquan's words were very repellent, they were not all made up. For five years, there was no news from the Holy King for five years, and the world said he was dead. But Shui No Trace is because it hasn't seen the corpse, so it persists till now.
"Holy King, when you leave, give me your grandmother and explain to me ..., uh, explain?" The water in the anguish frowned.
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"No trace of water!" Zhongshan cried.
"Being there!"
"There is no trace of water, head of the Fifth Army Regiment of Daxun's Sanctuary. Starting today, you will be named 'Purple King', the first surname of the Daxun. For the time being, I will be in charge of the world! Rugao is here! "Zhong Shan once again took out a large purple seal.
"When you face difficulties that you can't face, you ask yourself‘ what exactly do I want! '.

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The scenes of more than a hundred years ago reverberated in the water without trace.
"When you can't face the difficulties? Isn't it now? What do I want? What do I want?" Shui Wuren said.
"What I hope is that the Holy King is not dead! The Holy King is not dead?" Sui Wuyan's eyes suddenly glared.
The King is not dead? At the moment when this conclusion was reached, the water was traceless and shocked. Did the Holy King even reach this scene at that time, intentionally said?
"King of Purple Owl?‘ Purple ’is expensive,‘ 宸 ’is a house. Holy King, this is to say, let me guard the Holy Owl ’s court? Block all storms? No, no!
Frost frowned.
Originally, I thought that the purpose of this lord was to take out the image in order to protect the aunt, but now it seems that it is not so simple.
The Purple King? Aster? No trace of water quickly searches the memory.
Suddenly, Shui Wujin thought about it, thinking of a person. When he thought of that person, Shui Wuqi took a breath, and sure enough, it was too secretive.
Aster? Purple Master! In the past, when Jinshan period of Zhongshan reached the Wushuang City, he voted for the father of the water without trace. Among them, he found an arrow master, Zijing Master, and used the arrow of Master Zijing to make a planting attack. The Clock Mountain Tricks out. It is impossible to distinguish between reality and reality. Even if Shui Wuzhen knew all the processes at that time, he could not tell which was true and which was true. In the end, Zhongshan won and swept the Quartet candidates in one fell swoop?
"Holy King means true, false, true or false. Only by insisting on the last can we see the victory and defeat, and the holy King wins in the end, heralding the return of the holy king?" Shui Wuzhen's eyes are getting more and more .
"The holy king is alive, he asked me to keep him back to the dynasty? The holy king will definitely return in the end!" Shui Wuzhen said with excitement.
It can be concluded that Zhongshan's dumb mystery, the square on which Shui Wuchen's face suddenly bloomed with excitement, the original fatigue seems to be much easier in an instant.
"Yes, the mystery of the holy king can not be determined by the guesses of ordinary people. The holy king and his ministers must do their best to keep the holy king from returning!" To the Kowloon sky chair of Zhongshan, the promise of worship without trace of water .
: The first maze, and two more mazes! Everyone guess!