[Holy Biography] Behind-the-scenes BOSS Struggle

Because news of King Yaksha and the son of Asura continued to spread from the south to Shanjian City.

As if to cover up these dangerous turmoil, the scale of the 300-year ceremony of Emperor Shitian's ascension to the throne was far larger than ever before.

——Whether it was because they didn’t want to have anything to do with the rebellion or to track down more sensitive information, everyone tensed up and paid attention to the position at the top, which symbolized the Supreme Lord of the Three Realms, and even the elaborately prepared songs and dances and Not many people really pay attention to the show.

After finally waiting for his master to come to the empty seat, he quietly looked at Di Shitian who was casually watching the performance on the stage, and the gods who wondered whether they needed to choose in this turbulent moment were undoubtedly very tormented.

Ren Tiandi's bloody and cruel reputation has long been famous for thousands of miles, but just a suspicious frame can make him slaughter an innocent clansman of the Protoss, even babies who are still in their infancy. This situation has been happening continuously for 300 years. The forced suppression of rebellion has inevitably aroused the rebellious psychology of some proud gods. The family was devastated.

Therefore, the number of gods who offered their allegiance to Di Shitian and flattered him in everything also increased with the stability of Di Shitian's dominance.

But who knew that at such a time when so many people were finally able to breathe under the high pressure, there would be a Yasha King who adopted the only descendant of the Asura clan!

Guarding the Quartet, the warriors and generals who have made countless achievements can completely disappear into the heaven without hesitation. While their lips are dying and their teeth are cold, the gods in their hearts are even more hesitant and panic about how to choose their own future.

Although it is not that no one is optimistic about whether Asura's future king can inherit his father's will and power, they are even more afraid of Indra who can defeat even Asura king!

Regardless of Bishamonten who had already done it himself, even Zengchangtian and Guangmuten were not far from disobeying Insaten's will. As kings and priests who only ruled one clan, they did not have the power to contend against the four generals.

And now, look what they heard?

Rumors that King Asura is still alive spread from the south, and the rumors are increasing day by day!

Can Nima come up with some more explosive topics!

Even dare to spread this kind of news that can make people crazy, and let them all die of overthinking!

The gods who came to participate in the celebration were absent-minded and frowning, and carefully observed the expression of the emperor Di Shitian, only to find that Di Shitian still had the same cold and slightly sarcastic smile on his lips for thousands of years, and he didn't care about King Yasha and the others at all. Unrest in the South.

Even King Garuda, who was already mentally prepared to accept Di Shitian's accusation, was frowning at this moment, clenched his fists anxiously, and couldn't calm down watching him.

Although the issues she focuses on are quite different from those of other gods.

After the beautiful song and dance of the Agaveya tribe was not appreciated by many people and the dedication was finished, Di Shitian, who was sitting reclined on the throne, propped his chin and raised his free hand slightly.

The very winking maid and the king and clansmen of the Agaveya tribe in the lower square stopped all their movements, bowed and stepped back to one side, listening to Indra's instructions.

However, before Di Shitian opened his mouth, Bishamonten, who has always respected Di Shitian's will and never wavered, unexpectedly boldly interjected at this time, looking at Di Shitian with earnest eyes: "The Emperor of Heaven... Your Majesty ..." His voice made Zeng Tian beside him almost suspect that he heard the pleading feeling in it, "Please, think carefully..."

This strange sense of disobedience made Zeng Tian couldn't help being shocked for a moment.

But in exchange for such desperate remarks, Di Shitian glanced at him coldly, and the slightly mocking arc of his lips rose a little higher.

He leisurely enjoyed the sound of King Gandapo's piano in the Star Observation Palace as usual, and said in a calm mood: "A few days ago, I went to personally pick up King Ashura to Shanjian City."

He paused, held up the wine glass he just got, smiled lightly and casually dropped the blockbuster with an astonishing tonnage to the gods who had all turned their attention.

"The ceremonial officer prepares. After the grand ceremony in a few days, he will prepare the ceremony for King Ashura to confer the Queen of Heaven on him."

The journey of the mental activities of the gods who heard this will: ... 0_o? →(⊙o⊙)→=mouth=! ! !

The Kuanhong Square, which was originally bustling with noise and wanton sounds, seemed to have been pressed on the mute button in a flash.

The high-level gods who could only attend the celebration with their own strength and status were all silent and unresponsive.

However, Di Shitian didn't seem to notice this strange situation. He drank the wine gracefully, put the empty exquisite wine glass aside, stood up leisurely, turned around, and walked along the passage on the side of the seat with the slightest sense of nostalgia. None of them left, only Zhang Zhangtian and Guangmutian standing on both sides of the seat who had not heard the news were stunned.

Nima wait ah hello!

Seeing the Heavenly Emperor disappearing in a heartless manner, the gods roared in their hearts: Could it be that they were not hallucinating just now!

Or did Liuxing sneak into Shanjian City and beat the head of the Emperor of Heaven? !

Isn't there any more explanation for this faith-destroying shock? !

Who will tell them that it is only night and they are still lying in bed dreaming and not waking up, okay? ! !

In order to grab the straw of the only crumbling sanity, all gazes stabbed at the head of the Four Heavenly Kings in unison.

Bishamonten who compulsively accepts all attention rituals: ... Hehehehehe, why do I have to continue my life OTZ...

In the most mysterious underground in Shanjian City, which has long been listed as a forbidden area, Xin He half-kneeled on top of the huge statue, with one hand propped open in front of the Sanskrit script, and as the majestic divine power in his hand gathered and condensed, he shouted: "open!"

A burst of violent flames exploded, slammed into the surroundings with a hazy and powerful light, and flew into the circular outer formation of the statue in an instant, swirling and circulating.

However, at the next moment, the simple workmanship on his wrist, but the bracelet-shaped jewelry linked to a chain suddenly flashed a layer of lightning, and wrapped his arms around his body in an instant. At the same time, faintly emerged from the statue below After forming a layer of powerful magic circle, Xin He hummed in a low voice, his flame disappeared in his hand as if it lost its support, and even the flowing fire rolling on the statue was gradually extinguished in the rotation of the magic circle.

As the current disappeared, Xin He frowned and looked at his red palm.

"Oh, I didn't expect the effect to be good? The light also looks very gorgeous."

Xin He had already stood up at this moment, without even looking for it, he asked, "When did you do it?"

The sound of flapping wings sounded from above for a moment, and then the other party's gloating voice was heard again: "Oh, the night you came back, Xiaotian was busy for a few days before he put a firm seal on Shura City."

Singh didn't speak, but raised the extra weight on both wrists, and gestured to the peacock sitting on the pumice on the steps.

Peacock blinked, hugged the star stick and said with a smile: "I thought this is the need of your taste?"

Xin He repeated slowly: "Sex?"

Peacock smiled even more happily, and seemed to appreciate Xin He's expression at this time, "Of course, you should know that the things I make are very precious, and it's just you, especially such beautiful locks, I need more Put more thought into it, is there any friend in this world who is willing to help with this kind of privacy?"

After finishing speaking, he licked and leaned over with a smiley face to praise me.

Xin He still raised his hands and looked at him expressionlessly.

The smile was not echoed, and he touched his nose embarrassingly, and Peacock said: "It's not easy for you to take it off? The current owner of Shanjian City bows his head and obeys any wishes of yours..."

Singh interrupted him, and smiled: "My wish? Is it in my wish to let him go out today and tell all the gods who deleted and established that I am his queen?"

The peacock got stuck and laughed dryly: "Ha...haha...this..."

"It's been 300 years," Singh sighed, "You guys, your wings are hardened."

The peacock shook and lost a few feathers.

Xin He put his hand on the peacock's shoulder, leaned close to him, and said gently and affectionately: "So, beautiful peacock, how about I let you be my princess?"

Peacock said stiffly and dryly: "Please, for the sake of pure blood Xingjian being the only one left..."

However, Xin He laughed again, and sighed with a gentle smile: "Is that so, what a pity." He shook his head slightly as if he was very sorry, and walked past the peacock sideways.

Facing the king who was somewhat unpredictable at the beginning, the peacock who had experienced his scheming hastily turned around and chased after him, and smiled almost obsequiously: "But, if Xiaotian doesn't seal Shura City, you will definitely go back to the city and never again." Have you come out? That being said, he actually still hopes to keep you by his side, if your actions cannot be controlled by him, you will inevitably be a little worried about gains and losses..."

Xin He, who had already walked towards the stairs, stopped and looked back at him at a 45° angle, "But, if you let Di Shitian know that I have come back, you have slept with me for many days when I lost the memory of the past Woolen cloth?"

Peacock:"……!!"

Xin He smiled again and said: "Now I know how to choose?"

Peacock:"……"

Xin He gave a soft "Huh?"

The peacock immediately leaned over and performed the military salute of the Heavenly Emperor's army: "All follow the king's orders!"

"Very good." Xin He was satisfied.

After harvesting a fresh star, Xin He left the passageway of Shura City with a peacock with a drooping head, Xin He smiled darkly in his heart.

After a few years of tiger showing off its power, you will really think that I can only be cute! =dish=

Dead bastard!See how I deal with you!

Sitting in the audience hall, Di Shitian waved away his attendants and smiled, "You're back? The Protoss put on some nice performances, do you want to join us?"

"Unlock the seal of Shura City." Ignoring the shocked eyes of the surrounding maids when they stepped back, Xin He looked at him indifferently with his hands behind his back, "take back the order about the Queen of Heaven."

But Di Shitian got up and walked down from the steps, "I know you won't go back to my bedroom, instead of rushing to find you everywhere, it's better to wait here, I really know you very well, right? ?my king."

Xin Hedun looked at Di Shitian who was walking in front of him, "Call back all those who chased and killed Asura, Di Shitian."

Di Shitian raised his hand, stroked Xin He's cheek, ignored Xin He's words, and said in a low voice, "Although I have already said it, I have been keeping the agreement with you for the past 300 years of waiting for you."

"I have always, always kept my promise with you."

I wanted to scold him a few words, but my eyes inevitably touched the fallen eyes on the other party's forehead. I endured it, sighed, and taught in a low voice: "Don't cause more trouble, the mess you made is already gone. Enough! How can I take care of the aftermath for you!"

Di Shitian paused, smiled, and said, "What, Axiu, are you worried about me? Worried that you won't be able to be with me all the time?"

Xin He understood that Di Shitian didn't want to communicate with him, he just wanted to entertain himself by talking to himself!

Nima, when did these stinking problems come from!

"Even if you don't have divine power," Xin He said, "Asura's martial arts are enough to give evildoers the power of the gods." Severe punishment."

And your attitude of killing one after another, no matter how capable you are, you can't bear it! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

The blade was completely displayed in the empty hall of the audience hall, and Xin He brushed the blade gently - no matter how poor you are for hundreds of years, I would be too unwilling if I didn't beat you up!

Di Shitian turned his gaze back and fixed his gaze on Shura Saber.

"How long has it been?" he said, "I can't even see the light of the Asura Saber clearly from this distance."

"Just right," Xin He swung the blade horizontally, and the streamer brought out a gleam of brilliance. He raised his eyes and looked at Di Shitian with a smile, "Let me check whether the sword skills I taught you have improved."

Seeing the reckless anger in Xin He's golden eyes, Di Shitian knew that he couldn't be fooled easily.

But since the matter has been done, no matter how angry Xin He is, he will not regret to take back the order.

It's just that if he doesn't let the other party spread the fire properly, I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome in the future-after all, he doesn't want Bishamon to be able to endure the inability to get close to his beloved.

So Di Shitian nodded and summoned the Thunder God Blade.

"Then, please advise me, king."

The movement inside and the power of the gods fluctuated too much, fearing that they would suffer from the fish pond, even the guards and maids guarding the nearby audience hall all ran away like birds and beasts because of fear.

Although the powerful divine power did not bless the weapon, the alternate impact of the sword shadows, the light of the sword trembled, and the decorations in the audience hall were damaged, and the cut scars on the stone pillars clearly showed the skills of the gods.

But at the moment when he was about to win, Xin He suddenly jumped up and landed beside the seat a certain distance away from Di Shitian, put the Shura knife on the ground, and held his chest and gasped hard.

"What? The wound still hurts?" Di Shitian noticed his pale face frowning, retracted his weapon and immediately stepped forward, "Let me see!"

"Stay away from me!" Xin He withdrew the Shura knife, intending to avoid the person and leave - he couldn't even beat the person to his heart's content, he was not in the mood to talk to the bastard in front of him now!

However, Di Shitian quickly grabbed the person, and when Xin He was not guarded, he cut one of Xin He's arms with a sharp backhand, and hugged Di Shitian tightly from behind against Xin He who was lying on the throne. Hold each other, pull Xin He's skirt.

Struggling hard, the cold stone seat couldn't offset his anger at all. Seeing that Di Shitian was even more aggressive, Xin He was almost amused by his reckless anger: "Bold and reckless guy! Do you really want to die!"

Di Shitianfu chuckled behind his ear and said, "If you are really willing to kill me, then I am willing to accompany you anytime, my king."

Xin He was held back for a moment, and before he had time to say anything, Di Shitian had already trapped him, pressing down on him and bowing his head to carefully check the healing of the wound.

This posture made the seat's hand stick to his stomach, and he was forced to almost bleed from his stomach. Xin He, who hadn't had enough earlier, took a few deep breaths, and compromised: "You should relax a little bit first."

Even though Xin He, who had already half-opened his arms, had already bound his arms with his sleeves, he only showed signs of cooperation.

Di Shitian slightly relaxed the strength of the shackles. Although his fingers had touched it, he couldn't make it very clear after all, and Xin He's long hair was messy and messy, blocking a lot of sight.

"My king," Di Shitian, who was holding someone from behind, wanted to turn Xin He over a little bit, so he put his chin on Xin He's shoulder, and tenderly grabbed Xin He's hand that was cut behind his back, and moved closer to his Jian Er whispered judo: "Look at me..."

"Emperor of Heaven, King Garuda of the East hopes that you will honor her, so that she can see her Majesty's face."

Because the guards could not be found, there was no one to report, and Zeng Tian, ​​who was tentatively walking in, finished speaking with his head bowed, and raised his head: "!!!!"

Xin He, whose body was stiff and unable to move at all & Di Shitian, who slowly got up and turned back after hearing the sound: "..."

Growing days: "..."

Singh: "..."

Di Shitian: "..."

Growing days: "..."

Singh: "..."

Di Shitian: "..."

After looping N times, the strong man Zeng Tian leaned over and said indifferently: "If you are still busy, I will ask for an audience later."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said - "Paji!"

Getting up as if nothing had happened, Zhang Changtian patted the non-existent ashes on his trousers, saluted sideways, and whispered: "I'm sorry", then turned around and continued to start around the gate of the audience hall—following the rabbit chased by the tiger The same girl runs fast!

Singh: "..."

Di Shitian: "..."