Hou Xiaoliu opened his mouth but stopped talking.

"Go forward, don't look back." Qin He waved his hand casually.

Hou Xiaoliu nodded, pulled the little girl and walked into the alley in front of him.

The alley was dark and stained with early spring frost and snow.

Cold and wet.

What is connected to this end is the humblest beggar on the streets of the capital.

But what is connected to it at the other end is the emperor who rules the world.

The future was chaotic, but Hou Xiaoliu never looked back.

At the age of sixteen, he has already tasted the warmth and coldness of human relationships, the harshness of the world, and has also witnessed the prosperity and decline of the world.

The yellow hair has not receded, but the heart has gone through vicissitudes of life.

Even in desperate situations, goodness still remains.

"You remember."

As he walked, Hou Xiaoliu heard Qin He's bright voice.

"If you go here, there will be no turning back in your life."

"When you walk out of this alley, you will be the loneliest person in the world. You will have no family ties or friends. Your joys, sorrows, and joys will all be the ladder for others to climb."

"You will spend your life in the unpredictable human heart and human nature."

"From now on, you will remember the past, but you will forget everyone, including your own name. You will no longer be yourself. Hou Xiaoliu will die."

"Since you have great responsibilities, I will teach you three techniques and one diagram."

"One technique is the emperor's mental technique, helping you to rule the world."

"The second technique is to remove poison and keep you safe in the palace."

"The three techniques are health-preserving methods that will ensure your longevity for hundreds of years."

"One picture is a nautical chart."

"In addition, I also pass on to you an obsession, which is 'the intention to encompass the seven continents and the heart to annex the five oceans'."

"Which step you can take depends entirely on your luck. You can do it yourself."

As soon as the words fell, a mist slowly rose in the eyes of Hou Xiaoliu and the little girl. They were stunned, and suddenly felt that there were many things in their minds, but it seemed that many things were missing.

Instinctively, the two turned around.

At the entrance of the alley when he came, he saw a man in sackcloth hopping, clutching his chest, and cursing something in a low voice.

After a pause, the little girl said: "Your Highness, that person is so strange."

"He... looks like a beggar." The young man shook his head, turned around, and pulled the little girl out of the alley.

This turn will be the most magnificent turn in Eastern Earth history since the age of mythology.

…

When more than two hundred civil servants and gentry saw the young girls approaching, their eyes were round with shock and they couldn't believe it.

"Weak minister Liu Wenzhong, please kowtow to His Highness the Crown Prince!" An official who knew the young man well was overjoyed and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Weak minister Zhao Xinghui, please pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Jia Yun, a common man, comes to see His Highness the Crown Prince!"

"The last general, Dou Laoliu, comes to see His Highness the Crown Prince!"

"..."

After the civil servants and gentry came to their senses, they immediately fell to their knees like wheat waves.

No one paid any attention to King Hui and King Shu who were fighting for the throne.

Crown Prince Zhu Ci was personally appointed by the former emperor. He was both the direct descendant and the eldest son. He was known as a virtuous prince in both the government and the public, so he was the king's choice without any controversy.

Anyone who dares to criticize you is a rebellious minister and traitor, and everyone will find it and punish him.

As soon as the true king comes out, King Hui and King Shu will become a joke.

Two days later, Huangji Palace.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The two groups of civil and military personnel knelt down and kowtowed, shouting nine times, long live, and the sound shook the sky.

That was at that moment.

Huddled in a corner of the palace, the weak and about to collapse Golden Dragon of Luck shone brightly.

Wherever the brilliant light passed, the scales condensed into reality, reflecting the bricks and tiles of the palace.

"Roar~"

It looks up to the sky and roars, stretched to the extreme, and its divine light is endless.

Even more auspicious clouds descended from the sky and surrounded him.

Huddled in a corner, the sluggish black python of luck turned into ashes inch by inch in the divine light and disappeared without a trace.

The roar of the dragon spread like a wave, sweeping across the world.

The Holy King has returned to his throne, and the dragon's energy is mighty.

Shunjun camp outside the city.

Li Chuang spat out a mouthful of blood without warning and fell to the ground unconscious.

There are nooks and crannies in the city, and there are ghost houses and ghost caves.

Countless hidden monsters and monsters scrambled for their lives. The weak ones turned into flying smoke on the spot, while the strong ones fled in panic.

Dongcheng Crematorium.

Qin He squinted his eyes through the gap in his palm, and finally showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Gentlemen, please listen to the dragon's roar."

Bamboo forest in the countryside.

The half-blind Wang covered his eyes and rolled on the ground, howling: "I'm blind, I'm really blind this time~"
Chapter completed!