Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

After 20 years, Caesar is still the cold and heartless emperor who can sacrifice everything for his ambition, and he is just trying to plot against him, and he even refuses to let his own son go.

Morun leaned back in his chair, not wanting to look any further, and closed his eyes.

A dagger with a blood-sealed throat quietly lay across his fragile neck. As if Mo Lun had expected it, he didn't make any unnecessary movements, let alone opened his eyes.

"You're here." He whispered, with a hint of relief.

"I've come to take your life."

Feng Qiwu had already secretly knocked out a lonely nobleman, put on his clothes, took off his mask, and sneaked in while everyone's eyes and attention were on Nan Jing.

Morun smiled lowly, the shock caused his neck to rub against the blade, a long and thin wound lay across his neck, and a trace of blood flowed out.

The knife moved out an inch, Feng Qiwu said coldly: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you for not wanting to do it." Mo Lun was still poor-mouthed, and said with a light smile: "You want me to help you save Nan Jing."

Feng Qiwu directly ignored his previous sentence, and said: "That's right, help me save him."

"Did you do something wrong?"

Mo Lun's smile remained the same, still noble and elegant, calm and unhurried, "I'm not on your side, do you think it's possible for me to stand on your side against my brother?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

Feng Qiwu said, throwing a small thing on Mo Lun from behind, and said lightly: "You owe me a life, and now I ask you to get it back, and from now on, our past grievances will be over, and we will never get along. owe."

Seeing the worthless little toy on his leg, Morun's heart was beaten hard, his lungs were overwhelmed, and his throat was sweet.

He swallowed the blood with great effort, and covered the small thing with his palm, wanting to cry without tears.

That's just a little rattle you see everywhere.

After Feng Qiwu left, he searched for traces of Feng Qiwu's life over and over again. He remembered every word they said and everything they bought together.

However, he couldn't find the rattle for the child no matter what.

Could it be that Feng Qiwu took it away, let alone Feng Qiwu still kept it for more than 20 years.

The edges and corners of the rattle drum have been smoothed, and the red paint on it has also peeled off. It can be seen that it has been held in the hand and touched thousands of times.

"What do you want me to do?" Morun finally let go.

Feng Qiwu also heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't expect Mo Lun to do anything.

"I just hope that when I take Nan Jing away, the Duke sits here and watches a play, and it's enough not to trip me up in the dark."

Mo Lun shook his head and smiled, it turned out that Feng Qiwu's expectation of him was so little.

"Okay, I promise you. But I still want to remind you because you used to be my bedside person. My emperor brother is determined to win this capture. If he doesn't move, he will not let him go." Any accident can destroy his plan. I'm afraid even you can't save Nan Jing."

"You don't need to worry about that." Feng Qiwu said.

At this moment, Caesar's voice sounded again——

"Join the rebel organization of the God's Domain Alliance, enter the Sifal Military Academy as a spy, confuse the prince to get information, use the field survival practice, kill Mu Huaian, the wrecked classmates, and jointly murder the students of the three schools on the Nightmare Star and the God's Domain Alliance. Are you guilty? ?”

Nan Jing looked at Caesar without fear, and said, "I have never done such a thing, and you have no evidence, you are framing!"

Caesar ignored Nan Jing's rebuttal, and continued: "The method of killing the young priest of the Hai Clan was very cruel, and the circumstances were very bad. This is the second. Can you plead guilty?"

Landis' face was so gloomy that he could drip ink. He had already used the terminal to ask Xilin and Feng Jianli for help in a unique way, but until now there was no response.

Aggressive, it seems that Caesar is determined to punish Nan Jing.

What should I do?

"I have nothing to say about Morena, but I did nothing wrong." Nan Jing couldn't deny it, and didn't intend to open his eyes and tell lies.

There was a lot of discussion around, and there were some people who sympathized with Nan Jing at first, but now when they heard him admit the murder with confidence, they couldn't help changing their minds—a child who was only eighteen or nineteen years old would actually do this kind of cruelty to an innocent mermaid. Hand, it's too cruel.

Caesar seemed very satisfied with Nan Jing's answer, he nodded and said: "Very good, since you have pleaded guilty, according to the Hai Clan's criminal law, you are enough to be sentenced to death. Come on, suppress Nan Jing and put him in prison for now. Judgment will be made at a later date.”

"Yes!"

The guards standing in every corner of the hall rushed forward, ready to take Nan Jing down.

Nan Jing's gaze never left Landis.

He has nothing to say.

Falling from heaven to hell in an instant, that's probably it.

He would rather believe that Landis has difficulties, and he keeps convincing himself that Landis really has difficulties.

But do you just watch me being taken away without doing anything?

In your heart, am I really more important than this huge empire?

Or, would you rather obey your father than show me any mercy?

Countless questions were intertwined in his heart, Nan Jing's footsteps were vain, and he fell to his knees and sat on the ground.

The gate was tightly closed, and the mecha troops were even waiting outside. If Landis had dared to bet that his father would let him leave with Nanjing because of his safety, but now, he has no confidence at all. up.

"sorry."

I am sorry.

Nan Jing trembled all over, not because of fear, but because of unique anger and sorrow.

In his previous life, he was played around as a fool by Mu Huaian until he ended up in a tragic death. He never had any dark emotions of despair towards this world.

Sometimes, people can't even cry.

Some pains are far more ferocious and profound than death.

The moment the guard was about to touch Nan Jing's arm, a sharp voice sounded from a high position——

"I see who dares."

This is the lonely empress who never said a word from the beginning to the end.

Gu Chen, who was dressed in a fine attire, was as cold as ice and as proud as a plum blossom. He stepped down from the high platform, and a pair of eyes that could not see any emotion fell on Caesar's face.

He walked up to Caesar, paused for two seconds, and raised his voice, "Let him go!"

Everyone was stunned again, why are the empress and the emperor not in tune?

Caesar didn't dare to touch Guchen's eyes, he said with imperceptible stiffness, "Guchen, you can't do it."

He made a gesture, and a large number of guards hidden in the dark appeared in the hall from all corners, surrounding Nan Jing.

Admiral Yisli knelt on one knee and said, "Isli is at His Majesty's command."

Caesar gained confidence and said, "Put him down."

With a soft "poof", the soldier whose finger touched Nan Jing's arm had half of his neck cut off by the empty wind blade.

There was no sound, and the needles could be heard falling.

The guests were silent for a few seconds, then screamed, and the scene was chaotic.

"Slap", a plate fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Finally, Feng Qitong couldn't bear it anymore, jumped out from the hiding crowd, walked through the encirclement of soldiers, and stood beside Nan Jing.

He wore gloves like cicada wings on his hands, hooked a strand of black hair that fell in front of him, bent down to pull up Nan Jing who had lost his soul, and protected his back with one hand.

"Caesar, you're an asshole!"

Caesar's face turned livid. He didn't expect that Feng Qitong's ancient martial arts had reached the SSS level, and he could already control elements to attack even without weapons.

"kill him!"

Yisili made an attack gesture, and for a while, lasers fired in the hall, and the swords met.

The nobles screamed, and under the guidance of a soldier, they hid in disgrace at the stairs.

Feng Qitong held Nan Jing with one hand, and kept cutting the soldier's head like a cabbage with the other hand, but the sniper's laser attack was too powerful, and followed him like a shadow.

While looking at Nan Jing, he wanted to cut someone, and accidentally cut his arm by the ray.

Blood spattered, Feng Qitong's hand slipped, Nan Jing fell away from him and fell to the other side.

Landis has also joined the battle, killing the soldiers of the empire. Seeing that Nan Jing was alone, he suddenly flew over and quickly rolled on the ground with Nan Jing in his arms. The place where he was was already burned by the laser gun A scorched black hole emerged.

"I just want to see what you want to do." Gu Chen looked at the chaotic battle situation, as if he had aged ten years.

There was nothing he could do to undo it.

Caesar said softly, "I thought you knew that I've been waiting for this day since 25 years ago."

"I only know that you have always wanted to create a perfect body in the name of the military department. But what exactly do you want to use the perfect body for?" Gu Chen's voice was very calm, very indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations.

"resurrection."

Caesar spat out a word, then held his hands tightly, his eyes full of fanaticism and gloom.

"Who do you want to resurrect?"

The wailing sound gradually faded away, Caesar clenched his cuffs, and spoke a name with difficulty and clearly——

"Trucy Keldenton."