Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 104 103. Prince's Relics

Xia Ji showed his original appearance, wearing a dark golden python robes around him, and then walked out.

Gu Chen's appearance was worse than he thought.

The prince should have a pair of pupils full of hatred, but at this time, a dagger had already pierced his left eye severely. The dagger pierced his eye socket, but the wounds inside and out were frozen. All are still alive, which shows that the prince is really a "fateful" person.

But who hurt him?

Who is going to kill him?

The emperor and the five princes are all driven by themselves, where the main battlefield is.

So, what happened to the prince at this time?

"Xia Ji, Xia Ji, Xia Ji!!!"

Gu Chen lay on his back on the river beach, "You are here, are you here?"

"it's me."

"I don't know where you will go, but I know you will pass by here, I will wait until you." His voice was crying and laughing.

Xia Ji flickered and landed beside him, raising his hand for luck to heal him.

But his hand was pulled away.

"useless."

Xia Ji sighed slightly. The crown prince had never participated in the incident against him, and the crown prince was still a "poor bug" who was unlucky before him, and the two of them also carried the name of brothers for eighteen years. .

"You would rather take the name of killing the king and killing the father, and kill the emperor too, very good!!"

The prince only said a word, and Xia Ji understood that he didn't know anything.

It's a plaything kept in the dark.

But he was no longer ready to tell the prince the truth.

Xia Ji asked: "What are you waiting for me to do? It's all like this, still alive, isn't it tired?"

In this way, the prince returned to the light and suddenly reached out and grabbed Xia Ji's hand. His hand was very hard, and he firmly grasped it, and his right eye was shining with extremely bright light.

"Xia Ji asked me out and attacked me.

She said I was dead, so don't live anymore.

But, she is my sister.

I don't understand, I don't understand.

She must be controlled by someone.

You help me to rescue her.

I will give you everything. "

Xia Ji, the four emperors, and the prince are brothers and sisters, the relationship between the two should be like that between him and Xia Xiaosu, so even if Gu Chen was attacked, he still deeply believed in his sister, he wanted It's not revenge, but rescue.

Xia Ji could see clearly. He just thought about it and guessed the general truth:

It should be that the family abandoned the prince and accepted Xia Ji.

Xia Ji obeyed the family's orders and killed the prince who should have died.

There is no other explanation.

Because the aristocratic family will not control the prince or the prince. If you control the toy, you will lose the playability. What interest is there?

"Seventh brother, promise me!!"

The prince stubbornly grasped the hand of the person in front of him, his name had been changed, he was begging and begging as a relative, because he was no longer available.

He took out the Yama mask from his arms with his left hand, and gently pressed it on the fine sand in front of him, "This is a mask, it is also a heritage, or a storage space, which contains my life savings.

I and I have removed my spiritual consciousness, it is a matter of no owner, you can control it at any time and take everything from me. "

Seeing the person in front of him was silent.

Gu Chen roared: "I beg you!!"

Xia Ji turned his head away. In his impression, this man hadn't begged before. He was domineering when he was the prince. He was covered in golden armor when he set out. He was a proud man. He hadn't said a word of "beg" in his life. Is it a fame?

This roar made Gu Chen's last breath dissipated. He fell backward, but still hung his last breath, "Seventh brother, save my sister, okay?"

Xia Ji put his left hand on the Yama mask lightly, slowly grabbed it, and clasped it on his face.

Sure enough, as the prince said, this is an unowned thing, and there are many treasures stacked in it.

And there are Taoist profound arts waiting for him to inherit,

This profound art prince had revealed before, it should be the talisman tangling with the power of birth and death.

He sat cross-legged on the fine sand and whispered softly: "Wait for Qingming, I will take her to sweep your grave."

Gu Chen got the answer, released his hand and the frozen blood melted away, looking ugly and embarrassed.

Xia Ji sighed softly and sat beside the corpse of the prince for a long time.

In the end, he didn't tell the prince the truth.

Did not tell him that the emperor was not actually his father,

I am not his brother,

His sister was not controlled either, she really wanted to kill him.

There are thousands of words, Xia Ji didn't say a word, he closed his eyes that had never been squinted, and said, "Go well."

He suddenly remembered the hateful roar of the emperor when he died, "Rights and wrongs turn around, the green hills are still there, the sunset is red, thirty years of fame, thirty years of great dreams, dust to dust, soil to summer Extremely, kill them!!!"

At that time, he did not answer.

At this time, he softly responded "OK".

Afterwards, he grabbed a rosary with his left hand, and a bergamot grabbed the embarrassed and ugly body. The Buddha was in flames, and the man with serious karma was burned to ashes.

Xia Ji's five fingers bend, and all the ashes are gathered.

He took out a black bottle, put the ashes in it, and threw it into the python robe with the Yan Luo mask.

After a few more days, he has almost completely adapted to the power of this realm.

After a few more days, he came outside the imperial city, looked at the wall that had been repaired in the distance, watched the order had been restored inside the wall, and the somewhat prosperous imperial capital appeared faintly, he smiled.

Into the city?

Still not entering the city?

One was in the eleventh realm where the emperor was seated, and the world knew where he was.

And an eleventh realm that no one knew where was a knife hanging in the sky.

moment,

He has made a choice.

Xia Ji took a step. The first step was a prince wearing a python robe, and the next step was a little white face wearing a Chinese dress with a somewhat prodigal atmosphere.

Wow!

He danced the folding fan casually, fanned the wind, walked to the royal gate, and took out a complete customs clearance certificate.

This thing, he took a lot of blanks when he was in the palace, and now it just happens to be used.

The guard at the gate said after checking, "Go in."

Young Master Pian Pian Zhuo Shijia shook his fan and walked into this familiar imperial capital with another identity and appearance.

Instead of going to the palace, he went around to a small mansion on the banks of Huaqing Lake. There are so many mansions here, where nobles live, and this small mansion is the least conspicuous here, too. The most common kind.

But here is the hidden residence of the prince, and it is also a "transit station" leading to the "underworld".

Every mask owner can set up such a "transfer station",

But once it is established, it is difficult to change it.

It does not mean that you can enter the "underworld" at any time,

But you must first arrive at the "transfer station" before you can enter.

And the "transit station" is naturally the secret in the secret,

Everyone wearing a mask of the underworld would never want others to know about this place.

Gu Chen said that he had seven masks, but now only this one is left, so the remaining six have naturally been divided.

Xia Ji took out the key, entered the mansion, and locked the door again. Then he sat in the empty training room and took out the Yan Luo mask.

Today, he wants his second body to digest this inheritance.

(End of this chapter)