Vol 8 Chapter 38: Father and son

A goshawk, between the clouds.
On the hill under the white clouds, Emperor Yuanwu raised his head and just looked at it. His vitality suddenly disappeared, and a faint light fell on the camp side of the Emperor Yuanwu.
A guard guard quietly picked up the newly-killed goshawk and handed it to the entourage responsible for eating and drinking.
Soon the meat of the goshawk was quickly cut into pieces and turned into a soup in the pot.
The eagle is too old and too thick, not delicious. However, Emperor Yuanwu does not pay attention to these tastes on weekdays. The most important thing is that he may not be able to allow creatures to fly above his head. Novel />
When the hot gas mixed with the scent of wild vegetables began to rise, Emperor Yuanwu put down the file in his hand and stood up.
He overlooks the surrounding territory.
From time to time, there are still attendants who hand over the files from all over.
Although this is a ridiculous borderland, it seems that because of his existence, it naturally became the center of the Daqin dynasty.
The most important thing for people is to be able to see themselves besides seeing others.
From the beginning of his practice to his entry into the eight realms, he has seen countless powerful practitioners and has seen countless wizards. He knows that compared with those geniuses, if you have something special, it is to do everything. Be sufficiently focused, serious enough, and down to earth.
This is the case with the practice of soldiers, and the same is true for the rule of the country.
"Do you know what? The place where I look down on you most is that your talent is too strong, so that it is a matter of art that is really necessary for the rule of the country. However, because your cultivation is too high, it has become Purely by force, you can decide everything. The existence of a person like you is always the biggest threat. Even if you led the army to break the Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties, my Daqin dynasty became a martial art. The dynasty, the most important thing is... you are not the royal family, the enthusiasm for you to the end, the royal family is light, how does the royal family rule the country? So you must die."
He slowly said these words to the "old friend" in his heart, and then let the followers come to the hot tea and some washed wild fruits.
Because he already perceives that as the other half of the exchange, his son Fusu is coming soon.
The silence of the wilderness under the mountain was shattered by the hooves, and an army escorted a carriage closer and closer to his sight.
Xu Fu also appeared behind him, watching the Fusu Emperor, who finally appeared in sight, silent.
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Almost at the same time.
In the shadow of Wushan, a river leading to the territory of Qin, a seemingly unusual merchant ship is slowly moving.
However, there are many tactics in the merchant ship that block the fluctuations of the heavens and the earth. Naturally, it is to hide the atmosphere of some special powerful practitioners. Of course, it is impossible to be a real merchant ship.
In a quiet room, a man in a black robe with many white bones hanging on his body slowly opened his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, many of the runes in this quiet room naturally reacted, and many black gas spread like vines.
This black robe man is a Qis, and one of the top masters of the Daqi Dynasty at this time was the most prestigious and prestigious.
After he opened his eyes, he shook his head and a sneer smile appeared in his mouth. Then he stood up naturally and walked straight out of the quiet room.
His actions made the number of practitioners of the same ship change.
Because at the moment when he got out of the deck on the ship's cabin, there were countless black gas in the river outside the ship, like the giant octopus's tentacles spreading, and his figure was getting weaker and lighter, just like he was going to integrate into a certain road. In the black gas, then disappear.
"What are you?"
A practitioner wearing a yellow robes couldn't help but ask.
"It should be that your own chores are unclear, but it hurts me a lot."
The Qis people said this indifferently.
The last shadow of his body in the eyes of this practitioner is the black flame that suddenly bursts open.
When the body of the Qis disappeared, the strong shock and incomprehension of the practitioner wearing the yellow robe was only to maintain the time of counting.
Because the sky suddenly brightened at this time, and even dispelled the remaining blackness in the river.
A bright sword light pierced the sky, flew down from the sky, and could not even be described by a comet, because the sword light approached faster than the comet.
Only one person in the world can get to this level.
A "kill" word was swallowed directly in the throat of the yellow robe practitioner.
He knew that if he did issue an order to kill the merchant in the cabin, he would have been killed by the sword while he was making orders, and the practitioners in the cabin could not kill the merchant.
The Qis people helped them to the business lady. This is the top secret in the top secret, even the military of Daqin does not know.
Especially knowing the exact route of transportation, only Emperor Yuanwu and Empress.
Therefore, the Fujian-Taiwanese sword can appear here, and it is just like the Qis who immediately decided to flee. It may only be that there are some problems between the two of them, and it is a chores.
It is also at this moment.
There was a strange shock from the bottom of the entire merchant ship.
The merchant ship that was originally in the river suddenly ran aground.
This is not a reef area. However, there are countless tombstones of various sizes, with a strong hatred and cold taste, floating up from the bottom of the water, and easily lifted the merchant ship and stuck it.
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"Father."
Fusu went to the end of the mountain road and looked at the man who was waiting for himself before the camp, and went deep into the ceremony.
The reunion of the father and the son, this is a very exciting time in itself, but somehow, after Fusu shouted these two words, it was a slight pain, and the body seemed to be heavier and heavier, as if he could not lift himself up.
Yuan Wu quietly waited for Fusu to get up. He waved his hand. The whole mountain was scattered except for him and Xu Fu and Fusu.
The mountain wind blew through the camp, hunting and screaming, and his peaceful voice was somewhat empty.
"I know that you have something to say, let me talk."
"Father, you can't take this Ushi's ancestral medicine, this is a conspiracy, a conspiracy between you and your mother." Fusu used all his strength and finally looked up and looked at his persevering face.
"What should I do?" Yuan Wu smiled faintly: "Don't let the business lady refuse, the proposal? Aside from this undead medicine itself, do you want to stop the business lady or die?"
Fusu stayed, and he opened his mouth and couldn't speak.
Yuan Wu did not speak, just looked at him quietly.
"He won't kill me." After a long time, Fusu honestly said the answer to the question itself: "I certainly don't want the business lady to die."
Yuan Wu laughed again and shook his head. "You must understand that since you were born in the home of the emperor, you are not an ordinary person. Ordinary people are thinking about what to eat today, what to wear tomorrow, but the house of the emperor. People, considering the world, not the life and death of some people."