Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 267 266. Wu Jiadi Order (first change)

In the Jifu transit station.

A figure convulsed like an illness.

The delicate body rolled on the ground in pain.

Bang! !

The roll hit a hard stone pillar, made a muffled noise, and then stopped.

Wu Ji's ten fingers tried hard to grasp the edge of the dark gold back soil mask, and moved outward, but she couldn't take it away. Even if the blood stains were torn out on her face, she was still powerless.

She has tried many, many times.

There seemed to be something hidden in this mask, sucking her soul.

Sometimes she can take off the mask, but when she wakes up, the mask will return to her face inexplicably.

And when this kind of "sucking sensation" occurred, she couldn't take it off, even if she tried to tear it, she couldn't do it.

a long time

For a long time

She collapsed all over, lying on the cold black ground covered in sweat, her clothes soaked, and partly against the snow-white skin, reflecting the graceful and graceful curves.

Wu Ji sat up, and she was only one step away from breaking through the peak of the eleventh stage, and she could break free from the wheel of mortal life.

But she was not at all happy.

The mask is certainly one aspect,

The other is marriage.

Wu Ji would never think that after completing the mission of Yin Jun, she actually needed to go to marriage.

Although the first generation of Yinjun made contributions to the family, but because of being busy with human affairs, her breakthrough time was delayed. Now her strength is not very high in the Wu family.

The marriage partner was chosen by the people of the clan, and that was to ensure the purity of the blood relationship and the marriage with the same clan.

As for why the marriage

It's not so much interest as her face.

She is very beautiful, beautiful all over the country, there is no doubt about that.

The Wu family is different from the Su family. The Su family is the ice emperor and the eldest princess competing for the appointment of the emperor, so as to compete for the position of the family leader.

The Wu family is not so complicated.

However, before she resigned from the position of Yinjun, the mother of the Empress of the Great Merchants, and her biological father, who had become a leader, had chosen a family object for her.

The subject was Wu Yizhi, the youngest son of the current patriarch.

When she was a hidden monarch, Wu Yizhi once went to the world to "experience". He was punished by her for being too stupid and lustful. As a result, when he returned to the clan, he proposed this marriage and wanted to take her into the second room.

The most important thing is that the biological father and mother actually agreed.

Now we are preparing for the wedding, sending invitations

For Wu Ji, this is a complete humiliation.

But the clansmen don't think so.

"We should be grateful to be married to the patriarch's little son."

"This can be regarded as the greatest reward for her hard work."

"Will she be unwilling?"

"How is it, how is it possible? Is she going to destroy the purity of the family lineage? Or look down on the family patriarch? It is lucky to be able to combine with the little son, even if it is the second room."

"Wu Ji's parents also took great pains. They really worried about this daughter's marriage. If she still doesn't understand the painstaking efforts of her parents, there is really no cure."

Yes.

If she does not go to the wedding happily, she is unfaithful and unfilial, she does not know what is good or bad, she does not understand gratitude, and she despises the family.

Human words are terrifying, and what’s even more terrifying is that you don’t even know who is speaking, as if the whole world is whispering in your ears so maliciously.

At this moment, Wu Ji suddenly felt the burden that had been weighing on the emperor's brother.

The empathy now made her sigh lightly.

A few days later, she came to a high cliff.

At the end of the cliff is a tombstone.

The tombstone is pale and the engraved tombstone under the moonlight in the deep winter:

"The Tomb of Prince Shang's Ancient Dust".

Wu Ji took off the dark gold Houtu mask, hung it around her waist, took out three sticks of incense and lit it, and the incense curled up and scattered in the air.

All of this is her own choice, and also the sin she has done herself.

But what if she doesn't do it?

Who is not bound by fate?

Choice is a kind of happiness, but how many people can have it?

Or, just follow this fate.

Or, just to be an alien that the person hates ghosts.

All the people who have uttered bad words, have they not been kidnapped by the same bad words?

Is it true that most people in the world are like this?

Under the cold moon,

Wu Jijing stood there until the sandalwood was burned out, and her fingers were burnt, but she still didn't notice it.

She took out a jug and a jug.

Snapped.

The dust and mud of the wine altar slammed away, and she clutched the edge of the altar, pouring wine on the tombstone of perhaps the most sorry man in her life.

The drink wets the cliff, flowing down the rugged yarn of the rocks in the light and shadow,

It was blown away by the mountain breeze again, and it became a curtain of broken beads, and Xiang Yuan made a soft but inaudible tone.

Wu Ji grabbed the hip flask and brought it to her lips.

When the wine enters the sorrow, it turns into tears.

"Would you like to drink?" laughter suddenly came from behind.

Wu Ji was suddenly alert, her whole body tense like a female leopard, and she rushed forward and then immediately turned back, already grasping the hilt of the Skeleton Knife in her hand.

But seeing someone coming, she loosened the handle of the knife again.

The person here is Xia Ji.

Xia Ji came from afar: "I still have wine, do you have a story?"

Wu Ji showed a relaxed and sorrowful look, smiled self-deprecatingly, but at the same time dropped her vigilance.

The person in front of her will not attack her,

If she shoots, she can't beat it, so there is no need to be vigilant.

Xia Ji walked up the cliff and said, "I didn't expect you to come here at this time this year."

Wu Ji said, "Do you have such a good relationship with your eldest brother, do you still come to worship?"

Xia Ji didn't taunt her because she felt guilty to suffer from her past sin karma, but said, "What if I said I was here to wait for you?"

He had seen Wu Ji showing pain in the underworld a few years ago, and he also understood that there is a problem with the face of the earth. After Jin Chan escaped from the shell this time, he came here to try his luck in order to implement the follow-up plan. If you don’t meet Wu Ji , Then he will think of a way again.

However, it happened to be encountered.

Wu Ji said: "Does the dignified Black Emperor come and wait for a woman like me?"

Xia Jidao: "Yes."

Wu Ji fell silent.

Wu Ji laughed mockingly and asked herself mockingly: "Then, how does the Black Emperor plan to use me?"

Xia Ji glanced at her, took out two jars of wine, handed one jar to Wu Ji, and patted the other open.

Wu Ji can't drink much, but she also slapped her heart, slapped a bottle, and drank heavily.

Xia Jidao: "You have been in the family for a long time, so you use yourself as a tool?"

Wu Ji asked, "Isn't it?"

Xia Ji shook his head and said sincerely, "No, no one is a tool. Everyone should have the right to choose. Whether it is miserable or happy, at least there should be an opportunity to work hard to change, not destined."

Wu Ji snorted and continued drinking without arguing.

After she drank the altar, she tilted her head and drunk over, with Qingsi as a pillow, and the head with the face of the country and the city.

Xia Ji sat beside her, took a blanket to cover her, and then sat under the Gu Yuehan star and drank alone.

When dawn was unknown, Wu Ji gave a "夒咛", then woke up, looked at the blanket and the man beside her, rubbed her eyebrows and said, "You are still there."

Xia Ji gently said, "Let's talk about it."

Wu Ji said: "You are really different from before. If I knew you could be so good at that time, I would definitely buy you candied haws every day and be a good sister."

Xia Ji smiled.

Wu Ji felt a little relieved inexplicably, and then slowly said: "Two things, the first one, you said that there is a problem with the face, it seems to be a confession, the Wu family gave me this mask and it was not good, the second thing, I The family allowed me to marry someone I dislike very much. The rest is gone."

Xia Ji said: "I can help you solve it, but what happens after the solution? You can't seem to stay in Wu's house anymore."

"Do I have a choice?"

"Yes, but are you ready to stand on the opposite side of the family?"

"Xia Ji, don't you lie to me?"

"I kid you not."

Wu Ji hesitated for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "If I die, you burn me to ashes and bury me next to my brother. I am sorry for him, but at least I can go to see him under Jiuquan with a cheeky voice. Apologize."

"You will not die."

"What if"

"I promise you."

"Thank you." Wu Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

If a person knows where he will be buried after death, he will feel relieved.

She lay on the blanket with her cheeks still red, looking up at the sky where the darkness has not passed and the light has not yet come and asked: "Then what can I do for you?"

Only then did Xia Ji grab three things from his arms:

Order of the Jedi, Scrolls of the Sea of ​​Deception, Order of the Emperor.

"How to use these things?"

Wu Ji's pupils suddenly widened: "You"

However, the next moment she remembered the message of the Master's death on the ground, and suddenly understood.

Many years ago, the Master had won the three things of the Ghost Emperor in Wangjiang Tower, but now they have been in the hands of the Black Emperor. It is truly impermanent.

She felt a little regretful, after all, who wouldn't regret the fall of a saint like Master?

At the same time, she was even more shocked at Xia Ji's strength.

"Wu Ji?"

"Ok"

She reacted, looked at Di Ling with complicated eyes, and then began to talk.

dawn

Has arrived.

The gray mountain fog turned into a burning golden flame, submerging the two secret conversation figures.

"Converge the flame."

"Use feathers as legs."

"How can you have such a long leg, it's going to heaven, okay?"

Deep in the ground,

Xia Ji was pointing out how a little phoenix could stand upright.

Liuli controlled the flames, shortened his tail, wrapped in a white-gold robe covering the floor, and the bird's head was looking uneasy in his hood.

Xia Ji put on a mask and looked really like a person.

Liuli said anxiously: "Nervous."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Don't you want to see the human world, I will take you there."

Liuli said: "Still nervous"

Xia Ji said, "I think it's not you who should be nervous, okay?"

An abyss BOSS pretends to be a human being and runs among humans. Who should be nervous?

Liuli: "It's a strange feeling."

As he spoke, many phoenix feathers spread like tentacles from the white-gold robe, and then collapsed.

Suddenly, the short figure suddenly became even shorter, reaching Xia Ji's knees directly.

Liuli said, "Why don't that be the case?"

Xia Ji said, "It would be very conspicuous to be so short."

Liuli said, "But I can pretend to be a child."

Xia Jidao: "The wedding banquets of aristocratic families generally do not bring children."

Liuli controlled the feathers, and once again held himself up to a height of 1.7 meters. It seemed to have some innate knowledge of human behavior. Under Xia Ji's training, it quickly became like a normal person, able to walk. You can run and jump, and you can jump up without falling.

Liuli said: "You humans can still become two forms if I can also transform."

It also remembers the wind north and south before.

After thinking about it for a while, it said: "When was the wedding banquet of the Wu family you mentioned?"

Xia Jidao: "Three days later."

(End of this chapter)