Chapter 4692? Living Treasure 3 Emperors? (Part 2)

Su He looked at the tall and thin old man again and said, "If Yang Jun hadn't sensed the breath of the treasure, the little friend would never have been able to take out the Boyang bottle."

"Then tell me, where did he get this Boyang bottle?" the old man of prestige questioned.

The three of them looked at Jian Wushuang at the same time.

Jian Wushuang pondered for a moment, and then roughly said about fighting Yanxian in Montenegro.

"So that's the case, I knew that little friend would never be able to be with that filthy old man, it's all Dao Gong's idiot who misunderstood me!" The tall and thin old man said anxiously.

The prestige old man also said anxiously, "You simple-minded guy, just wait for the trap."

"Dao Gong," Su He said suddenly and solemnly, "We have already taken the step of doom and gloom. What can we lose now? If we give up today's opportunity, we will be truly doomed."

The noisy three people suddenly fell silent, and no one spoke anymore.

After a long time, the majestic old man suddenly rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on, tell us how to act!"

Jian Wushuang twitched the corners of his mouth, and then let Chunqiu take out the Sky Profound Mirror that the little emperor gave before leaving.

"You only need to cooperate with me to save an image in this mirror, and that's it."

"Of course, Dao Gong came first in this kind of thing, and he has the highest level of pretending to be dead."

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After another in-depth discussion, the two of them pushed Dao Gong first, which almost caused the three of them to fight again.

After reluctantly convincing the majestic old man, Chunqiu raised the inverted Sky Profound Mirror and started recording the video.

"start."

Jian Wushuang raised his hands in the invisible space, and cut his head towards the majestic old man.

However, the two only went back and forth for more than ten rounds, and the majestic old man screamed directly and automatically dispersed the true shadow.

"Stop, stop, no, it's too fake, let that bastard little emperor know it's fake at a glance." Chunqiu shook his head and said, "To highlight the most tragic scenes, and at the same time to express the most sincere emotions, The kind that resonates.”

The real shadow of the majestic old man condensed, and nodded thoughtfully,

Then a new round of performances began.

Then, under the dome of the sky in the Ten Thousand Eyes Heaven, there was such a strange scene.

A figure held a mirror and recorded a series of influences from different angles. Among them, there were two protagonists, who demonstrated the tragic and shocking scenes over and over again, and two old men stood outside the venue, giving serious pointers from time to time... …

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"Little Emperor, there is news in the Sky Profound Mirror."

In the huge hall where the lights and candles were on and off, the figure in the luxurious clothes slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and waved, and an image appeared in the Sky Profound Mirror hanging in the air.

I saw in a world where the mad sand whimpered, a black robe figure raised the invisible sword in his hand, and he moved forward. body.

Even the sky was shattered, and the true shadow was finally annihilated in the infinite sword intent.

Seeing this, the little emperor had already sat up from the Chinese bed, and there was an incomprehensible look in his coquettish eyes.

"How is it possible, who is this guy? Even he can be easily killed?!"

"Dude, did you find the news I asked you to find?"

A thin purple robe appeared quietly in the void, "His Royal Highness, I have found it, the origin of this son is a mystery, it was two servants who accidentally found it in the deep mountains. Other than that, there is no news."

The little emperor frowned slightly when he heard the words, this was obviously not the answer he wanted.

Then he turned his gaze to the Sky Profound Mirror and remained silent.

"Is the origin a mystery, very good, I want to dig out your identity bit by bit."

In the Ten Thousand Eyes Heaven, when Su He, who was born with strange double pupils, was slashed by Jian Wushuang under the sword, this acting award that lasted for several months finally came to an end.

In the face of these three treasured old men, Jian Wushuang only felt that his head had grown in a circle, which was far more painful than going through a hundred wars.

Chun Qiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and solemnly handed him the Sky Profound Mirror.

"Finally alive, this emperor can finally leave here swaggeringly." The tall and thin old man said excitedly.

The dignified old man snorted, "Wow, don't you want to drill a chamber pot?"

"It makes you feel like you're not drilling."

"Well, finally admit that the bottle is a chamber pot?"

"you……"

Jian Wushuang quickly waved his hand to stop it, "This is the end of it, please leave with me."

Only then did the three stop a new round of scolding.

Then the tall and thin old man took the lead and said solemnly, "Yang Jun is here to thank my little friend."

The majestic old man then said, "Dao Gong and Xie Xiaoyou."

The old man with heavy pupils smiled and said, "Su He and others, thank you little friend."

After saying this, the three figures turned into three golden lights and fell into the bottle in an instant.

Feeling the vibration from the bottle, Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly, and finally got clean.

"Let's go, now the Ten Thousand Eyes Heaven has been purged." Jian Wushuang looked at Chun Qiu and said.

Chunqiu's heart was surging, from the very beginning when he entered the Ten Thousand Eyes Heaven with a mortal mentality, until the dramatic ending, everything was really too mysterious and coincidental.

Clearing Wanmutian means that he can end his long and dark prison life and return to freedom.

But then, nervous unease rose from the bottom of his heart, Chunqiu looked at Jian Wushuang with some trepidation and said, "If, I mean, if the little emperor goes back on his word, what should we do?"

Slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid breath, and strands of golden light burst out from the depths of Jian Wushuang's pupils, "If he goes back on his word, I will drag him on his back before he dies!"

The endless darkness dissipated, the entire Wanmutian began to become clear and clear, rivers began to emerge from the ground, and countless trees and vines began to grow wildly.

Looking back at the cleared world for the last time, Jian Wushuang disappeared.

In front of the bronze giant hall in the top of the cloud, two figures quietly fell, and then walked forward step by step.

The gate of the bronze giant hall opened, and in the center of the hundred-zhang-high hall door stood a frail figure.

The little emperor seemed to have been waiting for a long time. When he saw the figure appearing in the square in front of him, he smiled slightly, "My partner, please go to meet us, our guest."

After saying this, the little emperor turned around and entered the hall.

The thin purple robe jumped over to Jian Wushuang and stretched out his hand to ask for something.

Jian Wushuang squinted him, and then walked straight to the bronze giant hall.

The strong musk smell with a light fishy smell is gone, replaced by a burst of unnamed fragrance.

Jian Wushuang frowned slightly and walked in, with Chunqiu following behind him.

To Chunqiu, the little emperor was like a nightmare.

He will never forget the appearance of a figure in a purple robe on the day the Heavenly Court was destroyed.

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