The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 897 Get Out or Die

The lobby on the first floor of Tianxian Building.

The hall was full of people, and there was a dark table near the wall of the hall.

There is an incense altar on the table, and an ancient painting on the wall.

There is a person painted on the ancient painting, but the man has no face and looks very strange.

Wu Nuoyang, who was wearing a red robe, held sandalwood, inserted it into the incense altar respectfully, and then posed respectfully at the ancient painting.

He closed his eyes and muttered a few times in a low voice.

Wu Nuoyang turned his back to the dark table, looked around the hall with his eyes, and then glanced at the people carrying the cameras, Wu Nuoyang said domineeringly: "Today, I, Wu Nuoyang, The central government will make up for the vacancy of the Six Emperors and become the new Six Emperors of Ancient Martial Arts, you have to obey, and you have to obey if you don't..."

After Wu Nuoyang's words fell, the faces of many people in the hall changed slightly, and those who had heard the screen and watched this scene fell silent for a moment when they heard Wu Nuoyang's words, but after a while, they uttered The shout was louder than before.

"Congratulations to the Empress on her succession, I will wait until death."

"Born as an ancient martial artist, and died as an ancient martial soul, today should be clear."

"After the empress succeeds, the ancient martial arts will be able to last for another 100 years, hahaha."

In the hall, Wu Nuoyang opened his hands and continued: "Perhaps, many seniors think that Nuoyang is young and unworthy of taking the position of the Sixth Emperor of Guwu. Perhaps, there are also young heroes who think that I, Wu Nuoyang, are worth chasing after you." Your target is someone worthy of being your enemy.

Those present may come here with sincerity, with ulterior motives, or for other reasons.

I, Wu Nuoyang, can't speak, let alone talk nonsense. I think I'm not worthy of being the Sixth Emperor of Ancient Wu. Now I can stand up. I, Wu Nuoyang, dare not say that I can beat you, but at least... you want It's not easy to beat me. "

After finishing speaking, Wu Nuoyang waited quietly for about a minute. Following his silence, the hall fell into silence, and the Tianxian Building also became silent. The atmosphere was very solemn and not festive at all.

At the stairway connecting the first floor to the second floor, Wang Chen and Emperor Yu stood side by side, looking like a man of talent and beauty, a golden boy and a jade girl.

Emperor Yu's slender fingers stroked the hair beside his ears lightly, and said appreciatively, "That's right, this looks a bit like the Sixth Emperor of Ancient Martial Arts."

Wang Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Because of the silence, the sound of Wang Chen lighting the fire was extraordinarily loud.

Everyone in the hall looked at Wang Chen and Emperor Yu in unison. When they saw Wang Chen smoking, they all frowned.

At such a sacred moment, this junior actually still smokes...

Wu Nuoyang also looked towards the stairs. When she saw Wang Chen, her eyes flashed, and she nodded slightly to Wang Chen.

Silently greeted Wang Chen, Wu Nuoyang stretched out a hand.

At this time, Daoist Qingyun walked out with a smile.

He handed a small and exquisite wine glass to Wu Nuoyang's hand, and poured a glass of wine into it.

"The first cup, respect the heavens, may the ancient martial arts last forever and prosper forever."

Said calmly but extremely domineeringly, Wu Nuoyang raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

After drinking a cup, Daoist Qingyun stroked his beard with a smile, and walked away slowly, and then another old man came out.

This old man is only about 1.6 meters tall, and he walks tremblingly, as if he would fall if the wind blows.

He came to Wu Nuoyang with a jug, filled another glass of wine for Wu Nuoyang, and said to Wu Nuoyang with a smile: "Your succession represents the radiance of the ancient martial arts world. Ready?"

"Nuo Yang will live up to the entrustment of the elders."

After Wu Nuoyang said this, her body seemed to bend down, as if there were tons of fine iron pressing on her body.

But in an instant, she straightened her back, drank the second glass of wine with the cigarette butt, and shouted loudly: "The second glass of respect, may Gu Wu prosper and open up a new path."

After Wu Nuoyang said this, there was another deafening sound outside the Tianxian Building. The old man smiled with satisfaction, and when he was about to retreat, his expression changed imperceptibly.

At the top of the stairs, Wang Chen and Emperor Yu sighed together, with such expressions on their faces.

Wu Nuoyang seemed to feel something too, she was about to raise her hand subconsciously, as if she was about to make some movement, but at this moment, a loud voice came from the third floor of Tianxian Tower.

"Apprentice, I will leave Xiaoxiao to you two."

Hearing the voice from upstairs, Wu Nuoyang relaxed all of a sudden, while the old man who was still standing next to Wu Nuoyang frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but at this time, that said The voice came down from upstairs again.

"Old man, you don't need to worry about these things, hurry up and bring the wine in your hand, don't think I don't know, this pot of wine is the old wine you have hidden in the field for 50 years."

Tread-

At this moment, Wang Chen and Emperor Yu raised their feet and walked down the stairs.

Just after walking down the stairs, everyone in the hall looked at Wang Chen and Emperor Yu.

Emperor Yu gave them a cold look, but still walked outside in a calm manner.

But Wang Chen paused slightly, turned his head and said to Wu Nuoyang: "Although I don't know much about the procedures of the ancient martial arts world, when you pay respect to the ancestors of the ancient martial arts world, there must be some young people who jumped out. It’s up to you to figure it out yourself.”

Hearing this, Wu Nuoyang was not surprised at all, he jokingly said to Wang Chen: "Then why don't I do it this time, and you will do it later."

"Since it is a grand ceremony, I think there should be a saying of good days and auspicious days."

Wang Chen took a deep look at Wu Nuoyang, his body shook slightly, and in the next moment, he had already appeared at the door of the hall.

Just when he appeared at the entrance of the hall, Emperor Yu's voice came from a distance: "I haven't played a serious game for many years, I hope you can let me enjoy myself."

"Go away."

After Yudi's voice fell, an old and hoarse voice came over, and then there was a rumbling sound.

Wang Chen glanced into the distance, sat down on the door of the hall, and shouted loudly: "Those who enter the hall will die."

Tread-

Wang Chen's voice fell, and a man covered in black robes slowly appeared outside the hall. He looked at Wang Chen sitting at the entrance of the hall, and said in an extremely old voice: "Young man, get out of the way, you are not my opponent."

Wang Chen looked at the old guy in black robe. He who seemed to be ordinary at first suddenly exuded a wild but incomparably ethereal aura, looked at the old guy in black robe indifferently and said: "Here Three seconds, roll or die."

(End of this chapter)