After the tombstone, a sudden cracking sound came, as if the sound of dead branches breaking.

"Now we two meet in this way... Do you think I still have the face to see you?"

Although his voice was old, powerless, obscure and hoarse, Mu Chenxiao could still hear that he was the arrogant king of the past and the emperor who was high above the Beiyuan.

But now his voice sounds like he doesn't have that kind of strong aura, but he seems to be listless.

"emperor……"

"Don't call me the emperor... When you hand over all your strength to Prince Rui, you are destined... I will no longer be the emperor of Beiyuan..."

"I heard You Shi and the others talk about that the monarch of Beiyuan is now the former Prince Rui..."

"Hahaha..." The emperor's self-deprecating and sad laughter came faintly behind the tombstone: "Prince Rui? There is no such person as Prince Rui in the world... All are the emperor who is cruel to force the palace..."

"Although Prince Rui forced the palace, with his character, I think he would not kill you all... If you don't enjoy your life as the emperor in the palace, why do you run to my father to do?"

"The Supreme Emperor?" The emperor suddenly sighed in a faint voice, saying sadly: "After death, the Supreme Emperor is going to be buried in the imperial tomb... and to meet the ancestors and ancestors under the nine springs... I have no face to see your father..."

"So you stay here... My father guards the tomb to relieve your guilt?"

"My sin... has long been doomed and cannot be eliminated. What I pray for is to get your father's understanding... I hope he can forgive my former youthful frivolity for the sake of our brothers..."

"Haha..." Mu Chenxiao suddenly let out a sarcastic laugh: "You are not seeking my father's forgiveness, you are looking for the liberation of your soul... You want to relieve the guilt deep in your heart, in order to make yourself feel better..."

His words suddenly became cold, and there was no warmth in his words: "Whether it is life... or death... what you ask for is for yourself..."

After the tombstone, the emperor's breath seemed to suddenly stagnate. With a burst of footsteps, he finally rubbed out the tombstone.

"Mu Chenxiao...you are still so sharp..."

The emperor in front of him no longer had the arrogant attitude of the past. In front of Mu Chenxiao, he was just an old man in twilight.

Silver threads flew around in a mess, with a hangover flush on her face, and deep in her eyes, there was no such arrogant look anymore, but became turbid.

Such an old man can only be described as "desolate".

Because no one can believe that this person was the emperor of Beiyuan once.

At the first glance at him, Mu Chenxiao's heart was a little soft and his eyes became much darker.

"I didn't expect our uncle and nephew to meet again... It was like this situation now..."

"Yes..." The emperor opened his arms and released his depressedness with his own depressedness: "Do you think... I deserve it?"
Chapter completed!