How did the emperor's martial arts cultivation come from? How did he break through the true dragon energy?

Do you think the emperor is idiot, would he shake off such a secret to Wang Ce? Then you say it's a nephew, a son, and I can't do it.

The emperor smiled but refused to answer, Wang Ce shrugged and didn't care. He just made up for it. Maybe the emperor couldn't think so and happened to be stuck in the door panel, so he made up for it?

Just like Wang Ce's words that are so angry that many people say: Guess it casually, and you don't have to die if you guess wrong.

I have died once, lived once, and if it were you, what else would you dare not do?

Although the answer was good, Wang Ce would not ask for support and suicide if he didn't answer. So he asked another question: "Does Your Majesty know the true identity of the person in a wheelchair?"

The emperor frowned and recalled: "Who is in a wheelchair? Identity?"

"That person is related to the power behind Lu Bancheng." Wang Ce made a clear pronunciation and observed the changes in the emperor with careless eyes.

"Lu Bancheng?" The emperor's pupils contracted slightly, and his eyes were actually a little complicated.

I...is this the emperor or... the Oscar actor? Wang Ce was so depressed. This change in expression was too weird. Even if you gave it a photon computer, you can't calculate it.

Wang Ce chuckled and giggled. Fortunately, he finally confirmed something. Lu Bancheng was not fighting alone.

Xiao Ming fled to death and fled Northern Tang. Wang Ce was not a psychic, so he naturally didn't know what happened. However, Xiao Ming and Lu Bancheng's forces were all the way, so that's certain.

What does Lu Bancheng mean when his men brought Xiao Ming into the gang? Of course, they were attracted by our Xiao Ming's identity as a prince, and most of them had unfinished intentions and ambitions for the Northern Tang Dynasty.

Did Wang Ce take his chin and think about it, and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, you set up a plan with that person with the Martial God Book to attract whom?" Is it for Lu Bancheng?

The emperor stared at him for a while and said lightly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"It's time for you to leave."

The emperor sighed and looked at Wang Ce for a while, as if he was about to engrave him in his heart. He suddenly turned around and said, "Let's go while I haven't changed my mind yet."

Wang Ce sighed and bowed his body and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your generosity."

"I have a request. I wonder, can your Majesty agree?"

"Say." The emperor's back seemed vaguely sad.

"My treasure, can Your Majesty not move?" Wang Ce scratched his head and said embarrassedly. I am really embarrassed to say this. You embezzled and bribed and blackmailed the property you got from kidnapping, and you dig a corner of socialism, and you actually have the nerve to openly ask the emperor not to take it away? How shameless is this.

The emperor was so angry that he laughed, waved his hand, laughing and crying: "Go, I still don't like your little money."

Just by saying this, Wang Ce burned the urge to beat the local tyrants on the spot. In the past six months, not only his cultivation resources, his property alone has been worth about tens of millions. A small country has not had that much annual fiscal revenue.

"Then I'm really leaving."

Wang Ce suddenly sighed in a low voice and walked out of the range of the qi. Suddenly, the emperor said softly: "Your location is for you. If you want to come back, it is still yours! You have not fulfilled the March promise, Jianshenshan has sent someone to arrest you."

"Come back when you have time, see your children, and also look at me!"

"Go."

Wang Ce scratched his head and looked back at the back that looked extremely depressed and desolate in the whistling sound of the wind.

For some reason, Wang Ce always felt that what the emperor said at this time was all from the heart.

Maybe you will remember that he was a very tolerant and deep emperor, but don’t forget that he was also a father whose four sons died one after another!

Regardless of whether Wang Ce is his son or not, at least as Xiu'er's only son, he is so suspicious that he has been making trouble until today. I am afraid that it will be for you, and I will feel depressed and desolate.

Wang Ce suddenly felt a little heavy, and he let out a long sigh and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, I will give you a big gift, I wish you a happy Lantern Festival."

From the package, I took a firework signal stick. Wang Ce bumped and a flying flower rushed into the sky where the moon was hanging high, and exploded a brilliant signal.

Wang Ce strode to Ji Qianbai's side: "Emperor Ji Wu, I'm working hard."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ce and Ji Qianbai seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, without a trace of it. A group of Wu Zuns and Wuzong stood awkwardly.

The emperor turned around and came back tiredly, as if he had been several years old for a while, staring at the dark sky, and suddenly spoke for a long time!

“It’s snowing again.”

Yes, it's snowing again.

The snowflakes in the sky are falling from the sky. For some reason, they vaguely remind people of the snow that seventeen years ago, after the snow, many things have changed.

The snow of that autumn and the snow of this winter seemed to have only been a while, a hurry!

"finally……"

The sharp northwest wind screamed shrillly, covering half of Wang Ce's words.

After traveling through time for a year, in the Northern Tang Dynasty for a year, if there is no emotion, then Wang Ce would be more nonsense. The land of the Northern Tang Dynasty is worthy of love.

If it weren't for some signs, Wang Ce really couldn't find a reason to leave Northern Tang.

Wang Paopu had imagined many ways to run away, maybe he would run in a mess, maybe he would run along the way, or maybe he would be others. The only thing he didn't expect was a Wu Emperor who would run away.

Should I be proud? Or should I be depressed? Wang Ce was very entangled and could not put a proper psychological position.

It is appropriate to be proud, but depression is necessary. Lao Gu didn't know what price he would pay to hire Emperor Wu. Wang Ce would not think that Emperor Wu was learning from Lei Feng. Who would do the unhealthy thing?

"Haitang Niu and the others have probably not arrived in the capital yet." Wang Ce was full of sadness and had no chance to say goodbye to his wife and friends, so he left in a hurry.

After being silent for a long time, Wang Ce pulled out his spirit from his sorrow, and suddenly shivered and blurted out: "I... can't, really..."

Wang Ce looked at Ji Qianbai with curiosity and furious expressions: "Are you Ji Qianbai? The legendary one?" He almost blurted out the word masochism.

Ji Qianbai collapsed directly. What kind of person actually realized at this time. He didn't look like the paranoid boy who competed with the emperor. The desolate boss Ji clamped his mood and gritted his teeth and said, "It's me!"

"No," Wang Ce wondered, puzzled, and was depressed: "Your appearance is not a legend at all!"

How do you understand it? Ji Qianbai didn't throw him Wang Ce from a height of 5,000 meters, and he had a good temper.

Wang Ce thought about it, took a map from the package, and pointed to a dot on it: "Emperor Ji Wu, can you go here?"

"Okay." Ji Qianbai was so amused and crying. Wang Ce was a soldier. This is him. After observing Wang Ce in secret for a long time, he knew his meanness. It would be strange if he had to change to a Martial Emperor.

Wang Ce suddenly asked: "Emperor Ji Wu, have you heard what I said to the emperor before?"

Ji Qianbai was immediately displeased. Wang Ce snapped his fingers and said, "Learn."

Ji Qianbai has a good character and shouldn't have to rob him of a child's lollipop. Wang Ce smiled. Emperor Wu is not a hooligan, so he wouldn't be so despicable.

There was nothing to say all the way, and it was hard to tell how long it took, Ji Qianbai suddenly took Wang Ce and landed on the top of a mountain: "If you want to do things, just hurry up."

Wang Ce was shocked, it was too fast, right? It was not far from the capital to the northwest, and it took him about three days to ride a horse overnight. Unexpectedly, Ji Qianbai arrived in less than two hours.

Wang Ce thought something. It seems that if you want to travel around the world, you must be able to deify the Nine Realms. Otherwise, when you come back around, your wife will be in the same place for four generations.

"Wait a minute." Wang Ce narrowed his eyes and observed the environment around for a while, allowing Ji Qianbai to jump around here for a long time, and he kept seeing an frozen river before he felt relieved: "It's here."

Find the right direction and reference, and the next thing will be simple.

Ji Qianbai was very curious. When he saw Wang Ce running around and running around, he measured somewhere in a short while and dug a hole. Ji Qianbai was puzzled. What is this? He dug a hole and buried it himself?

But Wang Ce dug the frozen soil all the way, digging hard about a foot, and then hugged a package wrapped in tart cloth from it.

Ji Qianbai was defeated immediately. If he had known that he would be arrested, he would have hidden all the important things.

Very good. Wang Ce smiled with satisfaction, wrapped the real luggage package again, and walked over: "Emperor Ji Wu, we can leave now."

No one knows that in this package, there is a short sword suspected to be a heaven-level one, as well as an authentic semi-Lawu God scroll, a complete replica, and even a complete sand-free complement in the "Three Sword God Styles".

In an unobtrusive package, only ghosts knew that such a treasure worth billions would be hidden.

No wonder Wang Ce carefully tested Ji Qianbai and did not dare to show any clues. Otherwise, do you think Emperor Wu would not steal you, and if you believe it or not, you will snatch your underwear away?

If the short sword is really at the heaven level, it may not be worth billions, and tens of millions are worth it. Wang Ce knew that even the Northern Tang Dynasty had no heaven-level weapon.

As for the Martial God Book, Wang Ce is still confused for the time being, but sooner or later he will know its value.

Needless to say, the sand is not leaked, it was created by a generation of sword gods. How sharp it is? If you throw that thing into the sword gods as bones, all the people in the sword gods can become bone-grabbing dogs.

It was probably another hour before Ji Qianbai suddenly said, "That's it."

One fell down and landed halfway up the mountain, with hot springs rolling and a house on the mountain. Ji Qianbai landed on the top of the mountain. After a while, a figure quickly jumped from the bottom of the mountain.

Wang Ce was extremely happy and jumped down and hugged Lao Gu: "Ha, aunt, I miss you so much."

Old Gu showed a gentle smile and touched Wang Ce's face and forehead: "Didn't you endure hardship?"

"Aunt, you look down on me so much. Who can make me suffer in the world today?" Wang Ce said shamelessly and made a joke to eliminate Lao Gu's worries: "I like to eat everything except bitterness."

Ji Qianbai said nothing, his eyes shining brightly.

Old Gu hugged Wang Ce, nodded to Ji Qianbai to express his gratitude, and sent a message: "Emperor Ji Wu, wait until I talk to my nephew, and I will take you to get that thing."

Ji Qianbai said lightly: "It's not a problem. As long as you don't lie to me, that's fine. I'll come again after dawn." After that, he disappeared.
Chapter completed!