Fantasy World Transmigration

Wei Gonggong gently opened the side door of the palace, holding a red candle to ignite the long-burning lamp in the palace. He put the action very light, his hands and feet were very slick, and his face was respectful and restrained. Just like an old man who added a lamp in Miyagi.

Only the fine silk of the body can show the identity of the most loyal and most trusted servant of Yang Guang.

There is no one in the palace. Everyone knows that since Yu culture brought the strange stone to the holy, Yang Guang has been obsessed with meditation practice, and his temper has become tyrannical and murderous. No one dares to be in Yang Guang. When practicing, he was tempted to enter him within 30 steps. Even those who routinely served were also removed by Yang Guang.

There was no murmur inside the big palace.

Wei Gonggong saw the two servants standing at the door guarding, and the eyes of the two unscrupulous smacked a sense of jealousy. The apparent identity of the two emperors Yang Jian and Yang Guang relied on the actual identity of the Yin Kwai faction undercover Elder, in the court Jiang Hu is a high-powered old eunuch, and he can’t see the danger of these two interns.

They are simply not like living people, no **, no emotions, only cold sensibility in their eyes and loyalty to Yang Guang, so the two people who suddenly emerged, Wei Gonggong was deeply disturbed.

His keen sense is that it is even hard to detect the life activities of the two.

In his perception, they are as lifeless as the two statues of this room.

Although Wei Gonggong’s secret activities are inside, the red candle that ignited the lantern is still stable in his hand. He can’t see any thoughts on the surface. He only listened to the light sound. Someone came out from the room. Wei Gonggong quickly put down. Red candle, leaning over the ground.

“Wei Gonggong does not have to pay more, get up!” Yang Guang’s voice is still so calm.

But only Wei Gonggong heard it. The feelings in his voice are getting less and less. It is completely different from the past tyrannical domineering. It is also different from the recent coldness. It is a silhouette without a trace of emotion. indifferent.

“Yes…” Wei Gonggong went up from the ground.

“Pity! You have followed me for twelve years!”

Wei Gonggong replied with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye: “Yes, the slaves have been serving the majesty for four years, and this year is exactly twelve years.”

“When today, the thieves are beating, everywhere smoke, even let the 朕 have a feeling of the end of the dynasty, the world thieves also regard it as the timing of the competition!” Yang Guang sighed: “Hey, you said, want to evade Is Jiangdu right?”

Wei Gonggong was busy with the first slogan: “This is not the squatting of the shackles. It is the result of the illegality of the doorsteps of the family, and the fruit of the drama. The squatting of Jiangdu is to stabilize the south of the Yangtze River, and to save the thunder and smash the ugliness and revive the hustle and bustle. Great plan!”

“I don’t want to go!” Yang Guang said faintly.

Wei Gonggong suddenly looked up and then bowed his head: “This matter can not be slavish!”

Yang Guang opened his right hand and looked at the faint magic in his palm. He whispered: “Now, with a new choice, you don’t have to endure those stupid clowns! The city wall of Luoyang three ten zhang high is built. Can you build a canal in the district? There are hundreds of palaces in the Zen meditation, and there are five hundred bronze robes in the body. They can afford to spend a bronze temple. How many palaces can be built?

“Three levies, Gorgeous, don’t they know that this is the affliction of Daxie? When you are in Korea, who is igniting in the backyard, who is the hand and foot of the squad? The family! The door valve! The martial arts martial arts! Zong!”

“Between the world, the family, the door valve, the rogue, the gang, the Buddha, and the two sides, black white, all do not put the court in the eyes, buy salt, buy and sell people , selling horse weapons, Hahahaha! Really dare to reach out and dare to buckle the scorpion to the skull!”

“When you are rich in the world, you want to buy the world from the gang?” Yang Guang said with a sneer: “Who is missing the population?”

“Four gate valves, Song valve is certainly a warlord in the south of the Yangtze River, Yu Wen, Du Gu is also a affliction, as well as Li valve far from Taiyuan, Le Shou Guanzhong wants the land! Guanzhong family, the rumor is hi…”

Wei Gonggong once again slammed his head: “Have your anger!”

“Hey, too happy…” Yang Guang smiled happily. He said with great interest: “The big country is not right, the family is in the middle of the country, and the aristocrats monopolize the power, making it difficult for the government to make Chang’an, if they are old. Honestly, I can’t help them for a while, but now, in a chaotic world, you can finally pick up the butcher’s knife and wash the blood of the world!”

“Kill him, clean!” Yang Guangxiao smiled.

Wei Lixiang suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, just like a beast waking up from a deep sleep. He looked at Yang Guang, who was suddenly elevated in front of him, as if he was surrounded by blood light, and it was obviously a dead end of the road. Give him a feeling that he will whip the world.

This world is the world of the family. The hearts of the people are back, and the power and power are controlled by the family. Even the emperor of the Daxie is only ruled by the world. Although it is not a shackle, it must be carefully weighed. The reason why Daxie was determined by all the forces in the world to be in name is that Yang Guang lost the support of all the family.

The new imperial examinations, the suppression of the clan, one by one is the way to death.

But now, Yang Guang actually wants to slash the knife to the family. Wei Weixiang reasoned that Yang Guang was looking for the dead end, but under the sorcerer’s magic, he did not dare to raise the thought of half-view.

Now he just wants to quickly pass this amazing change to the hands of the yin.

He didn’t know what Yang Guang’s madness would bring to the Yin Kwai faction, but he knew that if Zhu Yuyan didn’t know about it, the trouble would be big.

Just a moment when Wei Gonggong lost his heart, Yang Guang suddenly turned back and asked: “Do you know that this is the case of Shi Zhixuan?”

Wei Shixiang was photographed by Yang Guang, and when he heard the news, he was so scared that the red candlestick in his hand fell to the ground and exclaimed: “The evil king is awkward!”

“Yeah! I also received my child as a discipline, waste Crown Prince Yang Yong’s orphans! Hehe!” Yang Guang said with a slight smile.

Wei Lixiang was scared to the ground, and after he recovered his calmness, he quickly turned up. He didn’t know if his identity was leaked, but Yang Guang could know the identity of the sorrow, and then he knew that he was a syllabary Elder. It was not unusual to mention True. Qi, two smudges of bi-color are attached to his fingertips, as if the living thing is squirming.

“It is said that when you were a child, you saw him in Yutian. What kind of person is he?” Yang Guang’s words made Wei Lixiang unable to hold it anymore. From the ground, a touch of bicolor was hidden in the nails of the index finger, and his body was twisted into one. From a strange angle, from an impossible angle to Yang Guang’s chest, the whole body of True Qi spelled out the sharp edge.

But he still didn’t touch Yang Guang’s uniform, and he saw a little streamer.