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- Between the opened upper and lower fangs of the spirit dragon, a cloud of purple air slowly condenses, like a dragon holding a pearl in its mouth.
The purple air became more and more intense, and the air mass gradually condensed and compressed, turning into a real purple bead the size of a pigeon egg.
The purple energy gathered in the surrounding void disappeared, Linglong held the purple pearl that condensed the last luck of the Dafeng Dynasty in his mouth, turned his head, and looked at Huaiqing on the shore.
"Hoo"
With a sound of snorting, it spit out the beads towards Huaiqing's eyebrows, purple light flashed, and the purple beads spread out between Huaiqing's eyebrows, staining her pupils and fair skin purple.
After a few seconds, the purple light faded.
"very good!"
Huaiqing nodded slightly, turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and walked in the direction of the palace.
"Aww"
Linglong's black button-like eyes looked at Huaiqing's back and let out a mournful cry.
Huaiqing's heart was cold and hard, she didn't look back, she didn't stop, she went back to the imperial study, sat behind the big case where the yellow silk was laid, and said lightly:
"Stand back!"
The eunuchs and court ladies standing in the palace bowed and bowed before leaving one after another.
After everyone left, Huaiqing spread out the letter paper, pinched the sleeve robe, ground it himself, picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote on the paper:
"Ning Yan:"
After writing the two words, I took up the pen for a while, and I had a thousand words in my heart, but I didn't know how to say them.
After pondering for a long time, she finally wrote again:
"The one who gave birth to me doesn't like me, and the clan also hates me for my perverse behavior, and I am called the emperor as a woman. However, I am worthy of my ancestors, heaven and earth, and my family and relatives in my life. I am open and upright.
"After thinking about it, I only want to tell you what is in my heart.
"I studied sage books hard and practiced martial arts hard, because when I was young, the Taifu said in the school that "a woman is virtuous if she has no talent". He never backed down, and he was not convinced by Tai Tuo's words.
"Who said that women are inferior to men? Who said that women are born to embroider in the boudoir? I want to become a talented woman famous in the capital, and I want to write books and compile history, so as to prove to the world that men in the world are dung.
"Gradually getting older, when I was young, I lost my spirit in the time. After studying hard for ten years, I am full of economics. I also want to imitate the Confucian saints to educate the world, imitate the inferior sages to establish schools, and imitate the emperor Gaozu to make great achievements.
"However, the body of a woman is firmly bound to me, so I have no choice but to endure it. I have been reluctant to marry for a long time. I secretly pay attention to the government and cultivate cronies. Before I met you, I often thought that after a few years, I will get married if I lose my spirit. .
"In the beginning, the kindness to you was out of appreciation and cultivation, because you and Lin'an's fighting spirit was only out of habit and domineering character.
"Later, I gradually admired Qing, unable to extricate myself, but still unwilling to face my heart, unwilling to admit defeat, and told myself stubbornly, what I want is a couple for the rest of my life, and I will never serve a husband with other women.
"Unexpectedly, in the end, Lin'an, a dead girl, took the lead. In private, she lost her temper a lot because of this, and hated the house and black for punishing Concubine Chen. I didn't express these feelings in the past, but now I'm not afraid to tell you.
"Although you and I don't have the name of husband and wife, we have the reality of husband and wife. There are no regrets in this life
"The witch god was born, Kyushu is at stake, and Dafeng is alive and dead. As the king of a country, I must take responsibility. The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies. It should be so.
"This world, I share with you.
"I have never been willful in my life, this is the only time and the last time.
"When you calm down the catastrophe and the world is safe and healthy, don't forget to tell me about the Spring Festival, and I will also smile at Jiuquan.
"Huaiqing's masterpiece!"
The border between Yuzhou and Jianzhou.
The sky is filled with billowing black clouds, covering the blue sky and the morning sun. The world seems to be divided into two halves. One side is dark and terrifying, with countless army of walking corpses coming in like a wave;
They are like a group of ants who have lost their backbone. Although there are many in number, they are scattered and disorderly, and they only know how to flee for their lives in a panic.
At the junction of light and darkness, an army of hundreds of people escorting the people was covered by shadows. The next moment, the soldiers and the people, including the horses under their crotches, all stiffened. part of the tide.
"Help, help"
Seeing this, the people who were exhausted in front were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were torn apart. While screaming sharply, they stimulated their potential and continued to flee.
But soon, they stopped howling, and their expressions became stiff and numb.
They also became zombiesstate.
He held his back with one hand, and placed the other in his lower abdomen, as if staring into the distance.
The Confucian sage and heroic soul looked back and waved towards the golden dragon.
The golden dragon broke away from the empress with a roar, and slammed into the body of the Confucian saint with its teeth and claws. As a result, those eyes that were not mixed with emotions burst into golden light.
The awe-inspiring righteousness is overwhelming, filling every space.
At this moment, Confucian saints seem to have returned.
The turbulent black clouds were obviously stagnant. I don't know if it was jealousy, or recalled the fear of being suppressed by Confucian saints.
Zhao Shou rose against the wind, carrying 20% ??of the national fortune and the soul of Confucian saints and heroes, and crashed into the black clouds that covered the sky and the sun
In the first year of Huaiqing, on November 3rd, Zhao Shou retreated the witch god on the border of Jianzhou and died for the country!
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