Chapter 686 Soul piercing, Gods return

Dangdangdang, the final suspense made its debut. How many book friends have guessed this turning point? There are actually very few foreshadowings about this dark line. If you see it, Lao An will really admire you.

Because it is about to end in Chapter 700, the turning point has been less previewed and less impactful, and Lao An feels a little regretful. Forgive me, vote more.

In the winter evening, it is a bit gray and bleak.

"well……"

Wang Ce hasn't sighed so far for a long time, as if he wants to spit out all his hump in one breath, very long.

The gray-clothed Martial Emperor said quietly: "You are afraid."

"What reason do I have not to be afraid?" Wang Ce shrugged. This was an answer he had expected. Although he was very distressed, he would not be really shocked with sufficient psychological construction.

"I originally thought that being a descendant of a martial god was the most dangerous profession in the world."

Wang Ce had a helpless face and smacked his lips bitterly: "I know now that if there is any profession that is higher risk than being an emperor, it is the descendant of the God of War. If there is any profession that is more dangerous than being a descendant of the God of War."

"That must be a god."

Wang Ce was full of sincerity: "God General, I ask you, be sure to tell me. You are willing to help me because I am very handsome. You want to find me to have fun, not because I am your tribe." I would rather be attracted by a man than to become a god. Wang Ce made a very difficult decision between being a god and becoming a god.

Under the mask of the general, there seemed to be a faint smile: "You are very handsome, and you are also my tribe member."

Wang Ce rubbed his face and said frankly: "Otherwise, you might as well kill me. Being a god is too dangerous. Can you find a greater and more dangerous profession?"

The descendants of the God of War were only chased by people from half of the world, such as Dalu. It was only at this level that they were considered evil spirits.

When a god clan, it is the enemy of the whole world. The public enemy of the whole people sounds cool, but it hurts to do it.

"No, I won't kill you, nor can I." The god general seemed to be really laughing: "You are the only pure blood god clan in Jiuzhou."

Wang Ce was furious and Salai: "Why do you say that I am a god? I definitely didn't mean the deer as a horse like this." There is no story about referring to the deer as a horse here, but it is important to understand it.

The God General was like a feather, falling down lightly, and his smile became stronger: "Think about how many special things are there in you."

Wang Ce's face was like an orange peel that was rubbed by someone, and he kept squirming in pain. This is the main reason why he least wanted to be related to the God General. The God General jumped out to protect him, which shows too many problems.

The god general would definitely not think that he could be a traitor in the Nine Continents. Not everyone has the courage to become the second Avatar, and excitedly become a ball traitor, the risk is definitely greater than being a traitor.

Wang Ce was not very sensitive to general affairs, but he was extremely sensitive to benefits and danger. When he guessed that the other party was most likely a general, he knew that the worst thing had happened.

"Problem, I am really not your tribe." Wang Ce could only consider using sincerity to influence this guy who stubbornly thought he was a god: "I am a human being, I was in my previous life, this life, and definitely the same in the next life."

"The gods are also humans." The eyes of the gods are very bright: "War Spirit Army, Heart-like appearance, Perfect Spirit Patterns, Your Three Specialties, Do I still need to say about me?"

The God General is an acquaintance? Wang Ce squinted his eyes for a moment, and he had perfect spiritual patterns. Very few people knew that he had perfect spiritual patterns. In the past, he was afraid of being kidnapped and treated as a tiny mouse. Now he was the only one who was kidnapped and would not take the initiative to spread it.

Except for the group of close friends, no one knew that he had perfect spiritual patterns.

Wang Ce sighed: "I understand who I am. You also know that my original name should be Gu Ce. Gu Ce, Gu Bo's Gu." After a pause, seeing the god-general's expression remained unmoved, he sighed and added: "Okay, I am Gu Bo's 'son'."

"You are not." The God will say lightly: "Your body is, your soul is not."

Boom!

The surging energy burst out from Wang Ce in an instant. Just the moment of aura fluctuation suddenly locked the god general completely.

Wang Ce's expression changed wildly in an instant, and his mind was shocked. The biggest secret in his heart was actually told by the god general Yun Danfengqing. His murderous intent almost turned into substance, locking in the god general tightly.

In awe, Wang Ce jumped up in one step, his solidified murderous intent, and his voice was hoarse; "What did you say!"

The god general looked at him quietly, and waited for Wang Ce's excitement to calm down, and the god general gradually calmed down. The god general said calmly: "You should know better than me what is the magic art! What is the function of the magic art."

The magic trick? Wang Ce's cold murderous intent eased three points, and he looked at him coldly and sternly: "You said!"

The biggest secret in his heart was exposed. Wang Ce had no more jokes or joking, so solemn that he seemed to be pressing against a mountain of Tai in his heart.

The god general smiled: "You are the pure blood god clan, I am just a god born in Jiuzhou. You are more familiar with the magic art than me. As far as I know, the god clan outside the heaven has used the magic art three times over the past five thousand years."

"You are the third pure-blooded god who came to Jiuzhou from the sky."

He was not lying. Wang Ce was blinded. The magic technique was probably a method that required a lot of money, so the gods only used it three times: "You continue talking."

After a pause, Wang Ce's heart was shocked: "Who are the two in the first place?" He had an extremely bad intuition.

The god general's eyes looked strange: "The first one was four thousand years ago, and there was no news afterwards. I suspected that I had not grown up at all. The second one, you probably guessed it."

Wang Ce took a deep breath of ice and spit out two words: "Flying Immortal!"

"Yes, Feixian." The general nodded: "The way home to the gods and the war in the past was cut off and closed. The only way to the heavenly world that could redirect us home is unknown."

"There were many gods who didn't have time to retreat back then. Only a few died, and they survived and passed down from generation to generation. I hope we can go home again. Now, I am the only god descendant left."

Wang Ce was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Flying Immortal failed."

The god general was sad: "If he succeeded, it would not be the current situation. The ancestors suspected that he was later killed by Song Wushen."

Wang Ce nodded. Feixian was not a match for Song Wushen, so there was no suspense: "Do you recognize me because of your heart?" The vast sea of ​​people must have found him by relying on certain characteristics.

"Yes." The God General admitted: "When I saw you, I knew that it must be you. In addition to your heart, you also have the Battle Spirit Army."

Wang Ce was shocked and said calmly: "Why, do you know my war spirit?"

The god general was surprised and looked at it with doubts: "Our tribe has worked hard to send you down. Isn't it for revenge?" He shook his head in confusion and said to himself: "I thought you brought the War Spirit Army to kill..."

Killing... Wang Ce's heart was about to burst out of his throat. He couldn't help but touch the bronze pot, and his heart beat like a gong and drum.

Staring at the muddy general's face, Wang Ce's thoughts turned and exhaled: "At that time, did you give advice for the gods' grace? What I said was to infiltrate the Northern Tang and Dongning."

"No." The God General's eyes were dim: "It was the plan before the death of the previous generation of gods."

Seeing that Wang Ce's expression was wrong, the god general half explained: "We don't like the God's Greed Club. They are a group of guys who cheated on the banner of our tribe. Many years ago, maybe they were a little distracted to our tribe. After so many years, they have deteriorated."

"However, we have too few gods, even fewer from generation to generation. We can only use the God's grace to do things."

Wang Ce smiled bitterly. It was really unreasonable for those guys from the Gods’ Association to be immortal. Even their self-confessed backers did not take them seriously.

In the Battle of Sin City, the Gods' Greedy Association strongly opposed it at that time. Judging from the words of the Evil King before his death, it was obviously caused by the Gods' generals' strength to oppose the public. In that battle, the Gods' Greedy Association made countless fatal mistakes, which was the turning point of the extreme turning into decline.

Wang Ce never understood why the God General made such a decision to harm the God’s Greed Association. Now, he understood.

The God’s Grateful Society is indeed a group of guys who don’t love grandma.

"I……"

Wang Ce's thoughts turned, but found that there was nothing to say, so he had to wave his hand and felt tired for no reason.

Really very tired.

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There is basically no suspense about the crown prince.

After a few days of discussion, the court decisively passed unanimously.

After holding relevant ceremonies in accordance with the requirements of the Ministry of Rites, Wang Ce had become the crown prince of the Northern Tang Dynasty at least in name.

According to the agreement, Emperor Tang issued consecutive edicts requiring Wang Ce to establish his own mansion and crown prince team, and issued an edict to announce that when Emperor Tang was not in Northern Tang, Wang Ce would supervise the country.

All kinds of trivial matters were dealt with one after another, and it was early February. The Dalu Army advanced from three sides, and the military situation of Beice Prefecture was in urgent need.

When Wang Ce finished all the work in Northern Tang, he quietly left without rest. Unexpectedly, he did not return to Beice Mansion, but entered the ghost world.

Beice Prefecture was surrounded on three sides, and the military situation was in urgent need. However, Emperor Wangqing had a private talk with Wang Ce once, and then went to Beice Prefecture with Babulong and others, which shocked the Dalu Army and did not dare to advance.

Wang Ce left. He came for more than a year, fought two world-renowned battles, fought the hegemony of the Northern Tang Dynasty, and clashed with Emperor Tang, and then he retreated.

Fei Yinxue was lost and felt complicated.

"He's gone."

Emperor Tang said lightly, twisting a white chess piece, and some powder was poured from his fingers: "I have handed it over to him your great granddaughter. You can feel at ease, no matter me or him, you can protect your Su family's wealth for five hundred years."

Emperor Su Wu silently watched the white dust flying.

Emperor Tang took a teapot and slowly poured tea for Emperor Su Wu, only pouring a cup of tea: "Please." The tea was purple.

Emperor Su Wu's expression was dim, and he trembled for a moment. He gently raised the tea cup, drank it in one sip, and smashed it heavily on the tea table. He wiped the tea juice in the corner of his mouth out of control: "You failed."

"You're wrong."

Emperor Tang said lightly: "He was wrong."

Abnormal flush appeared in Emperor Su Wu's paleness and murmured to himself: "I am not your close friend, and I don't want to hear what you say in your heart. In fact, you don't have to say this to me."

Emperor Tang looked at him: "A lot of things are in my heart, and I feel uncomfortable. I always have to find someone to say it so that I feel comfortable. Not everyone is qualified to listen to my words."

"From I walked on this path, I knew that I would never have friends before, now and in the future. The land is under people, and people are under me."

Emperor Su Wu looked tucked, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood: "Where is your relative?"

Emperor Tang looked at Emperor Su Wu with peace and calmness and vomited blood all the time! Maybe he didn't want to answer, maybe he couldn't answer.

The blood is purple.

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