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This is the common thought of all.

He looked at the six people.

Six people looked at him.

The atmosphere fell into a delicate state.

Finally, amidst the man's coughing, Yuwen Shiji couldn't help but said: "This...brother, did you go to the wrong door?"

These words revealed the thoughts of the other five people.

Did you go through the wrong door?

Where do you have the power and arrogance of the title of Demon Emperor?

He is clearly like a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken and is suffering from the wind and cold.

Perhaps only the slender silver sword on his waist has the appearance of a knight-errant.

Mrs. Ye was taken aback when she heard the words, "Did I go to the wrong door?"

Then, he looked back at the door, turned his head, and said, "I shouldn't have gone wrong, didn't you invite me here?"

Dugu Yan, the spokesperson of the Dugu Clan, said, "Are you the Demon Emperor?"

Mrs. Ye looked at the crowd, and said the answer that was natural and absurd: "It's me, everyone, are you ready to become a sinner through the ages?"

"Ugh!"

Yu Wenhuaji sighed, and didn't ask any more questions, because the probability of someone going to the wrong door and still thinking that he was the Demon Emperor was extremely small, and it was impossible.

He also doesn't test the strength of this demon emperor, because there are many people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers in the world, especially the demon gate, the old man who laughed at you honestly in one second may turn into a knife in the next second Poke the devil into your chest.

The Demon Emperor is a scholar who seems powerless, and everyone reluctantly accepts this setting.

Yuwen Shiji looked at the crowd and said: "In this case, let's go. His Majesty the Emperor should be watching the singing and dancing in the Linjiang Palace. Let him go as fast as possible."

The rest of the people followed him out of the small courtyard without saying a word.

Jiangdu.

Linjiang Palace.

Yang Guang, who was regarded as a tyrant by the world, was hugging his beloved Empress Xiao, watching the singing and dancing of Her Majesty's scantily clad court ladies, drinking a glass of wine from time to time, and eating a fruit peeled by Empress Xiao herself.

Even if the world is in chaos and wars are raging everywhere, he, the tyrant in the eyes of others, is trying his best to conform to the settings set by the people of the world.

Faint.

tyranny.

Extravagance.

Suddenly, Yang Guang applauded.

Empress Xiao didn't know what she meant, because the emperor had long since disliked these songs and dances, if he hadn't been in exile in Jiangdu, he would have turned the tables and ordered someone to change a batch of entertainers for him to enjoy.

But why applause now?

As if seeing his concubine's doubts, Yang Guang laughed loudly and said, "Concubine love, do you think that this tyrant, I, has performed well for the people of the world? How is it compared to actors like Your Highness?"

Empress Xiao looked at the emperor in front of her, as if seeing the high-spirited young man in the past who wanted to show off his ambitions, and said softly: "Yang Langxiong is so talented, how can he be called a tyrant?"

"Great talent and general strategy, great talent and general strategy!"

Yang Guang laughed and said, "Aifei, I'm afraid you are the only one in this world who looks at me like this."

Empress Xiao smiled and buried her head into her husband's chest, saying: "Isn't that enough?"

Yang Guang was taken aback for a moment, then tears came out of his laughter, he put his arms around Empress Xiao's shoulders, and said: "My concubine is right, I have achieved my goal, and the prosperity of the future will eventually start with me, starting from the troubled times." Towards prosperity, but at this moment, I can't compare to holding you in my arms, talking about great talents, talking about the rise and fall of the world, how can I compare with your frown and smile, my concubine."

He, Yang Guang, a young tiger general, personally led an army to the south in the past, crossed the Yangtze River natural moat that the world thought was unbreakable, and conquered Nanchen!

The excavation of the Grand Canal has caused grievances for the people, but it has strengthened the political, economic, and cultural exchanges between the North and the South. In the long river of time and space, I saw that on the Grand Canal I opened, ships came and went, and the world was prosperous.

Promoting the imperial examination system, that is, this one, touched the foundation of the powerful family, and his desire to build a prosperous world was too radical, so that he wasted money and money, and complained, so he was pushed by the powerful family and followed the people's will. The tyrant of the ages.

But he has already made a head start and planted a seed. Even if Yang's family is not in power, this seed will eventually germinate and grow into a towering tree in the future dynasties.

The foundation of the powerful family will eventually be pried by the roots of this towering tree.

Yang Guang put his arms around Empress Xiao, drank a glass of strong wine, and said loudly: "Come out, everyone! I know you are already here!"

Four men and three women, a total of seven people, walked into Linjiang Palace slowly.

The Linjiang Palace, which was supposed to be heavily guarded and tightly guarded, was driven straight in by the dragon-slaying sword composed of seven people like a fake.

Yang Guang did not hide his arrogance, looked at the seven people with contempt, and said: "Report your name! Let me know who died in their hands."

"Demon Sect, Demon Emperor, Ye Tai, the rest of the people don't need to report their names, because they are not worthy of your Majesty's remembering."

158. Please Your Majesty Enter the Underworld

"Is the Demon Emperor's words a little arrogant?"

Old Daoist Goatee of the Taoist sect squinted at Ye Taidao.

The rest of the people also looked at Mrs. Ye with different expressions, with a sneer on the corner of their mouths.

Dugu Yan, a pungent woman of the Dugu Clan, said coldly: "Since the Demon Emperor is so complacent, how about we quit and let you kill Yang Guang by yourself."

Mrs. Ye looked around at them, and said: "Yes! Anyone can quit, but since you quit, don't be in my field of vision, or don't blame me for beheading deserters first, and then beheading Yang Guang!"

It was Yuwen Shi and the organizer who came out to smooth things over, saying: "The Demon Sect is already surly, and the Demon Emperor is probably the strongest among us. You all have to bear the burden, and you have come here, so there is no such thing as quitting. "

Dugu Yan snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The so-called quitting is just talking, and it has come to this point, and the few quitters will definitely be targeted collectively.

And it would be even more ridiculous if most of them quit, causing the remaining people to have no intention of fighting again, allowing Yang Guang to escape.

The seven most powerful forces in the world join forces, but can a subjugated emperor escape without guards?

Not only will they be ridiculed by the people of the world, but the people above each family will not spare them.

on the dragon chair.

Yang Guang embraced Empress Xiao on the left, held a hexagonal cup on the right, squinted his eyes, and watched their internal turmoil quietly.