Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

Chapter 177 In The Eyes Of The Emperor

Although Xu Nian was not an insider, he didn't know what the Great Yan court was planning, why they had to draw out the remaining power of the gods, and why there was a Heavenly Devil aura in the incomplete power of the gods.

However, the purpose of Feng Yannian, He Qishi, and the high priest of the temple in Damo was very obvious, which was to prevent the shadow of Goshawk from approaching Amur.

If you want to add strength, just follow suit, right?

On one side are Feng Yannian and He Qishi, and on the other side are the incomplete gods entangled with Heavenly Devil. Xu Nian doesn't need to think too much about which side to stand on, but he is just about to launch his Spirit Power, when Heaven and Earth respond, he suddenly notices There was an extremely mighty force that spread from a distance.

It is powerful, not inferior to the gods.

Xu Nian, who was already in the dark, shrank his eyes suddenly, no longer eager to make a move, but turned to look in the direction where this mighty force was spreading.

In this direction, there is the magnificent Dayan Palace with golden roof and red gate!

...

With the help of the red-robed eunuch, the old man with handicapped legs walked step by step over the steps carved from white jade, and came to the door of the Great Hall. Hall, and was isolated inside by the slowly closing door.

In the Great Hall surrounded by golden pillars and dragons, there is only one figure sitting cross-legged on the highest dragon chair.

No lights were lit.

The hall was a bit dim, and it was hard to see the expression of that figure behind the crown.

Zhang Shoufu tapped his leg, walked forward, and called out.

"His Majesty……"

This sound.

As if something was alarmed, the figure in the dimness suddenly moved, disappeared from the dragon chair, turned into a stern wind and rushed towards the old man who had worked so hard for the Great Yan Sheji. Kong Wu's powerful arm grabbed the old man's head.

The old man did not return Half step.

However, the blood spilled on the Great Hall suddenly, the tragedy that would make the country float did not happen.

That hand, at a distance where he could already feel the old man's light and orderly breathing, stopped almost dangerously.

After the crowning, the subtle voice came as if waking up from a dream.

Although suddenly, but the confusion has not faded away.

"Ah, it turned out that Zhang Aiqing... came to see me, what's the matter?"

The Ninth Five-Year Son of Heaven, perhaps because he and an Ai Qing are the only ones here, is not as majestic as ordinary people imagine, and even speaks very slowly, and the pauses are a bit weird.

It seems that while talking, more mind is immersed in other places.

"Your Majesty, are you all right now?"

"Zhen, what can be wrong...Zhen, it's very good, quite good."

The eyes behind the crown are covered with bloodshot eyes.

I don't know how long I haven't rested.

Those bloodshot eyes glanced at the golden pillars in the temple, and a half-rotten stomach was wrapped around it, and the gastric juice mixed with blood and rotten meat kept dripping down, turning into plump bodies with mouthparts and sharp teeth. Maggots squirmed aimlessly on the ground.

Mantis chrysalis, mantis chrysalis, mantis chrysalis... until they disappeared into the darkness, as if they had melted and become one with the darkness.

The entrance of the Great Hall is not a majestic red door, but a rotten and huge head, with a big mouth open, revealing half of the broken teeth and soft black tongue, and the deeply sunken eyeballs. There is no luster in the middle, and there seems to be no trace of flesh and blood between the skin and the skull, and they are tightly attached, like the earth that has lost all moisture.

More importantly, the bloodshot eyes had seen this face before. When the late emperor passed away and was buried in the coffin, the last thing left seemed to be such a face, no difference.

In the end, the eyes of Empress Mian looked at Ai Qing who was close in front of her.

What I saw was... a pool of rotten meat.

The slowly melting facial features flowed on the mud-like rotten meat, the mouth was still talking, but a fly with minced meat flew out of the mouth.

These flies also have the same face, and the facial features are exactly the same as this pool of rotten meat.

Fortunately, he still clearly remembered that these were all fake.

It can also distinguish visual barriers and can correspond to reality.

Emperor Dayan's hand retracted into Wen Longxiu Feng's big sleeve, and slowly put it down.

"Your Majesty, the desert has already lost, and the Changshengtian has come to Yujing. Just like what I worried about before, the Heavenly Devil has changed and entangled with the Changshengtian. I have to ask you to take action."

"Me? Okay, okay...it's my turn..."

Emperor Dayan raised his hand, and the fate of the dynasty moved accordingly.

It was as if separated by half of Yujing City, he caught the goshawk that fell from the sky, and then grabbed something from it, and pulled it out fiercely.

But after this, Emperor Dayan, who was about to make another move, froze suddenly.

The pupils behind the crown were blood-stained red, not a single white of the eyes remained.

"Walk--"

Emperor Dayan roared sharply, and then Xiang Shi was fighting the invisible giant beast, venting his blood into the air again and again, and then opened his teeth and bit it, as if tearing something, the throat The ups and downs represent a swallowing action.

Zhang Shoufu watched quietly, saluted silently, turned and walked out of the dim Great Hall.

The red-robed eunuch who was waiting at the entrance of the Great Hall greeted him and carefully helped the elderly man with handicapped legs and feet.

Walked over half of the white jade steps.

After all, he couldn't help but asked: "Mr. Zhang, let's ask a question, has this matter been settled?"

Zhang Shoufu looked back at the Great Hall, which had already closed the door, sighed and shook his head slightly: "It's done, although it's not all done, but it's done enough..."

...

The mighty power spreading from the palace enveloped the shadow of the goshawk, and then, it seemed that an invisible big hand pulled out from the gap in the goshawk's head, and there were not a single maggot entangled in the goshawk's wound. was ripped out.

After leaving Goshawk, these maggots exploded one after another, forming strands of black air converging into a ball, exuding madness and seemingly endless hatred.

It's just that the black air seems to be dissolving into the sky and the earth.

But melting takes time.

The mighty force from the palace didn't intend to leave any time for the black air, but just before it was about to crush the black air, for some reason it suddenly shrank back without any movement.

Everyone was left behind, facing the boundless hatred and madness emanating from the black air.

The high priest stooped and took the scepter from the disciple.

Mr. Da gripped the scroll in his hand tightly.

Zhenmasi chief coughed twice, but his eyes never failed to face the source of that hatred and madness.

Xu Nian frowned slightly, and turned his head to see a figure in black armor appearing in the air.

He hugged the cupped fist to the Daoist Daoist who even he didn't know the background, and said in a deep voice: "The commander of the Xuanyi Guard, Qin Gaoxuan, came here at the order of the chief assistant, Mr. Zhang."

"There was an accident, but the work was not done."

"If Master Xu is willing to fill in the hole, Mr. Zhang will prepare a generous gift about the power of gods for him."

The person who filled in the hole did not have to be Xu Nian.

But Xu Nian is the best candidate.