Chapter 586: Part Four

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read2();　　 When Zhao Yu, facing the giant sea, steadily roared the words that resounded through the sky, everyone present clearly received a message.
　　 Bai Mingxiu was not directly beheaded and died!
Fans of the authorities, the entire battlefield is changing rapidly. Although the taboos of Radiant and Dire have a foreboding that Bai Mingxiu may not be dead, due to the abnormal changes in the Giant Sea, Bai Mingxiu's body cannot be found to clearly confirm. But the tone of the young emperor was extremely determined.
Sitting upright in the Imperial Garden, Zhao Yu, who is watching the entire Battlefield of Sea Moon Horn, is not alone. He has staff members composed of Sima Annan and others, and the entire Sitian Supervisor as an analysis. The most important thing is that Zhao Yu has a map of mountains and seas. .
Because of Bai Mingxiu’s sudden attack, Si Tianjian desperately transferred most of the power of the entire mountain and sea map to the northeast of Daxia. Although he did not rush to the destruction of Shanghai’s Zongzong, the entire Haiyue at this time The sky above the cliff has been shrouded by the infinite power of Daxia's first artifact, the mountain and sea map.
　　 The mountain and sea map clearly shows that there is an incomparable aura lurking under the giant sea. On the mountain and sea map, it looks like a dazzling light red spot hidden among countless dense black spots.
But what is really surprising is that under the sea of ​​giant gods, not only Bai Mingxiu is not dead, but even the soul that was crushed by the Sitian Supervisor is still alive. It can be seen that these old monsters that have lived for countless years, Possess incredible life-saving ability.
Ye did not see through the entire extremely large body, all of which came out of the turbulent giant sea, but just broke the head of an ape that seemed to be magnified countless times. His dazzling and eyes looked forward, still tyrannical, and on top of his head. Bai Mingxiu's is undoubtedly more permeating, countless blood gushing out from the neck, and the cervical vertebra connecting the head and body can be vaguely seen.
Then Bai Mingxiu flicked his right hand forward, and the Taoist spirit Huang Quanqin was summoned again. Compared with the beginning, the whole body of Huang Quanqin was covered with burnt black after being roasted. That was by Lin Xiao. Blasted with demon flame, and this is another divine object in Bai Mingxiu's hand that is about to be scrapped after the Nether Ship.
　　 Bai Mingxiu raised his head, his pale gray eyes, looked directly at Zhao Yu, who was standing with his hands on Haiyue Cliff. This was the first time the two sides had met.
　　 The face of the young emperor is like jade, the emperor is full of prestige, and the gaze alone seems to have thousands of weights. This era belongs to him.
　　 The Bai Mingxiu opposite Zhao Yu was as thin as firewood, with only a skin bag left on his body, like a walking dead skeleton. He came from the last era.
　　 When the two eyes met at the same place, they found that there was a momentary mood swing in the other's dual model, and then they all returned to normal.
Bai Mingxiu lightly raised his right hand, pointed his finger at the lower Huangquanqin, and gently hooked it, and suddenly a melodious piano sound came out. He has played the piano all his life, leaving the rest aside, it is definitely the entire Shenzhou vast land. Everyone waiting for Qindao, followed by the sound of the piano, Bai Mingxiu said for the first time:
"Little emperor, this is the first time I have seen you, but it seems to have seen you countless times. It is so alike. You and him are so alike. In my dreams countless times, I have longed to put my hand directly Pierced into his chest, then dug out the beating heart."
　　 "It turns out that lonely ghosts and wandering people like you will have nightmares that will linger in their lives. Perhaps it is because of the loss of the bones that they have become so paranoid and harm the common people."
　　 The tone of Zhao Yu's response was as steady as before, even if the young emperor wanted to muffle the bones of Bai Ming in front of him, but he still looked as usual, and then Emperor Huanghuang's voice resounded again on the shore of the giant sea:
"This is also the first time I saw you, but it made me a little surprised, because I was not decent enough. Grandma once told me that the people who survived the Battle of the Ding Ding suffered too much humiliation when they were young. At that time, you always put your dignity in the front position, but at this time, you are really a lonely ghost."
After Di Yin fell, Bai Mingxiu's hand stroking the Qin paused for an instant, and then lightly twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly there was a stream of black blood pouring out, extremely strange and eerie, and then he responded, hoarse There was also a whirring sound of air leaking in the throat.
"This little Xiuyuyan is right. In the early days of the troubled times, these heroes who came to dominate the side, it was really miserable. Those who eat roots eat roots, hide from stables and hide from stables. They smell of dung, even Zhao Wuji, because of his poor talent, was turned away by the No. 1 Sect at the time, so he knelt in front of the mountain gate and was onlookers for ten days and ten nights.
　　 "In the end, because of his outstanding appearance, a female monk made an exception and was admitted to the door. There are people in private who are rumoring whether Zao Wou-ki betrayed his hue."
　　 Before Bai Mingxiu's words fell, the expressions of everyone on the entire Haiyue Cliff changed a lot, and they all opened their mouths and yelled:
　　 "Dare to dismiss Taizu, it's so presumptuous!"
The roar of hundreds of thousands of people rushed straight to Bai Mingxiu, almost shattering the entire sky, but Bai Mingxiu remained unmoved, continued to play the strings, his hoarse voice was mocking. :
"Why, he dared to do it, and didn't let others say it, but Zao Wou-ki and the others are suffering, but I am different. When I was young, I had already earned enough face. So now, he has discovered that the world is most useless. On the contrary, it is the face. If you die, I live, isn't it more important than face? Look at Yuan Jiang, when a person is dead, everyone has a purple-cyan face, and no one looks better than anyone else's face."
　　Zhao Yu gently raised his right hand, and the roar of hundreds of thousands of people behind him stopped abruptly. Then the young emperor looked at Bai Mingxiu who was playing Huangquanqin in front of him, and said:
"Face is indeed the most useless thing in the world. I agree with this point. But you are Bai Mingxiu, people are neither ghosts nor ghosts, and there is only one skin left on your entire face. If my grandfather sees him, he The old man will definitely regret letting you slip away because you are not even worthy of being an opponent."
After the voice of the emperor fell, Zhao Yujiang raised his right hand, stretched out a slender finger, and pointed to the front Bai Mingxiu, and the sound that resounded through the sky lingered again.
　　 "I am not Grandpa Taizu. He looks at the love of the past. Perhaps his soft heart made you slip away once, but I am different. Even if hundreds of millions of ghosts travel at night, you must die today!"
"In my life, there are too many people who want me to die. Now you, the little emperor, and even God wants me to die. I escaped for a lifetime, but now I won’t escape. Know this place better than anyone else. Today, I want to compete with everyone."
　　 Bai Mingxiu’s roaring voice was filled with incomparable sorrow, but even more sorrowful was the sound of the piano played by his hand.
　　 "The fourth chapter of the ancient movement, transforming ghosts!"
　　 Poor wind, bitter rain, guillotine, transforming ghosts.
　　 This ancient movement is about a shocking, infinite grievance!