"Is that true?" Zhao Feiyan tilted her head and looked at Wuming: "Have I seen you? Why do I feel familiar?"

"It's such a princess. Mo Jiang is here to ask His Majesty for a fight." Wuming bowed his hands: "Princess, Mo Jiang is the first time he meets you. How could he feel familiar? Maybe Mo Jiang has an ordinary face."

"On average?" Zhao Feiyan shook her head: "No, you still look very handsome."

"Thank you for the praise of the princess." Wuming did not continue to pester this issue. He could not kill Zhao Wuji in front of Zhao Feiyan.

"Marquis Anjiang, I also know that you are eager to fight." Zhao Wuji walked off the throne and came to Wuming to pat his shoulder with his palms, and said with a very serious look at him, "Let's do this, I will give you a combat mission tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Zhao Wuji spoke to Wuming in a voice that only two people could hear: "Tonight, I only have me in my bedroom, and some things seem to be solved."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wuming bowed and walked out of the hall.

Wadehai, who was standing next to Zhao Lengtong, suddenly changed his expression. No one knew his ability to transform his body. One of them was his extremely sharp hearing. Even if Zhao Wuji lowered his voice, he still heard clearly.

Night - The palace is incredibly quiet. Wuming's power can be found wherever he wants to enter. Wuming's bedroom is not difficult for him to find. Zhao Wuji's powerful power is the best guide. Beyond Nuwa and God, he must be powerful in front of countless forces. Wuming is not afraid of any traps.

Pushing open the main door, Zhao Wuji was wearing an imperial robe and a tall crown, standing in the room with a solemn expression. He did not have any weapons in his hand, and there were no ambush around him.

"You are here." Zhao Wuji's big words showed a bit of vicissitudes: "I admit what I did. From the beginning of doing that, I was ready to deal with the rebellion of ten of you. But I never thought that your strength was too much more than I thought. When I wanted to kill you in advance, I couldn't do it."

Wuming listened quietly to Zhao Wuji's narrative. The emperor had been pretending to be stupid all his life. Today he rarely showed his normal side. He did not want to interrupt the hero's last words.

"Wu Ming. Thank you." Zhao Wuji spoke in a sincere tone: "Thank you for helping me kill the enemy in front of me, thank you for letting the sentient beings in the mainland do not have to be a plaything for the gods. Finally, thank you for not killing me in front of Feiyan."

"Are you finished?" Wuming pulled out Qian Mie from his waist. Even if he was the biggest enemy, as his due respect for the hero, he would still have to use a magical weapon to kill him.

"I'm done.\\\\\" Zhao Wuji's arms were slanted to both sides: "Come on! I knew when you defeated God. Even if you avoid the killing of the four masters, you may not be able to avoid your killing. In this world, there is no secret that is permanent, and no secret is a real secret. Before I made the decision that day, I thought about the possible situation today."

"General..."

Outside the door behind Wuming, Wadehai slowly walked into the room with a long sword in his hand. The hostility told Wuming that this former brother of life and death has really reached the point of meeting with swords and weapons.

"Haizi. Are you going to block me?"

Wuming looked calmly and walked slowly to Zhao Wuji, pointing his sword at Wadehai.

"General..." Wei Dehai looked hesitant: "I want to meet you, but I am the Baolong clan. From the day I was born, I have been for the royal family and died for the royal family. If you want to kill Your Majesty, then I..."

"You can't beat me." Wuming gave a very accurate evaluation: "Even if you are ten times stronger, it's useless."

"I know." Weidehai nodded calmly: "Even if I am a hundred times stronger, I can't beat you. General, Haizi begs you here, let's go. Don't assassinate Your Majesty. If you have to die a life, you will be satisfied. Then Haizi's life can..."

Bang...

Wei Dehai focused all his attention on Wuming. He never expected that Zhao Wuji behind him would take action, and he was hit by a palm without any warning on the back of his neck. He Ruru also fainted on the spot.

Before fainting, Wadehai's eyes flashed with countless confusions, and he looked at Zhao Wuji tightly.

"You have done your best." Zhao Wuji's voice was dull: "The future emperor needs you. As a guard, you have to distinguish the main and secondary. I have done all the dirty work. It is to let future generations take over without any dirty things, and you can become a good emperor named after the Qing Dynasty. Tonger is still very immature, and there are many places that need your help."

The cold and bloody emperor showed his side as a kind father before his death.

"When you are alive, people always have to do something, right?" Zhao Wuji looked at Wuming with a calm smile: "It is my responsibility to be an emperor and a father, and now I am very satisfied with these two things."

Wuming stepped forward and Qian Mie Dao returned to the scabbard. Zhao Wuji's body thumped to the bottom. His head rolled a few times on the ground, and finally he leaned upwards, with a very satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Death without regrets.

"Wu Ming..." Wei Dehai had woken up at this time. His body was still a little paralyzed, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions.

"Everything is over." Wuming said with a faint sadness: "If you want to seek revenge on me, you can do it at any time. I will avenge the village no matter what. Without them, there would be no me."

All words

Wuming stepped out of the room in one step, and the huge palace seemed to have passed by him tonight.

Wadehai slowly got up from the ground, looked at Zhao Wuji who was still smiling when he was dead, and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't worry. I will not tell the princess who killed you."

Zhao Wuji's eyes slowly closed, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became a little more.

Walk out of the palace and leave the imperial capital. Wuming returned to the camp of the 16th Legion.

This camp of joy in the past has inexplicably added a sense of sadness.

Wuming quickly walked to the address of the special forces team with the most sad and anxious breath, and opened the curtains of the barracks, and all the special team members gathered here.

"Boss!"

"Boss! Come back!"

"Boss! Come and see the madman..."

The members of the special forces team were crying in tone, and quickly made a way out.

Wuming stepped forward in two steps, and the person was stunned.

Zhang Feng's body was slowly producing some strange scales. His whole body was twitching in pain, and he murmured: "Kill me...buried me... don't let the boss see what I am now..."

This is? Wuming stood there in a daze. He knew very well what state Zhang Feng's body was in. This was a kind of change in the ruins that day.

It was not until this moment that Wuming understood why Zhang Feng had not seen him for many days. It turned out that he was running to transform his body.

Seeing Zhang Feng's appearance, Wuming looked at the other special team members worriedly. These people have also transformed their bodies. But there has never been a strange state in these days. There is a problem with Zhang Feng's second transformation. So what about the others? Will it...

What to do? No one in the world can stop it, and saving people is also a good player, but it involves this mysterious genetic recombination. There are only Eden and Heaven in the world today...

God! By the way! God! God!

Wuming's eyes lit up, and his hand was opened. His powerful aura directly enveloped all the special team members and took everyone to the sky.

Wuming is the true legendary god who uses his aura to bring hundreds of people into the air. Only Nuwa and God in their prime can do it.

"Boss...you are..."

"Go to heaven**!"

Wuming's face was very solemn, and he didn't say much, and there was an extra meteor flying horizontally under the night sky.\\\\\\\

Where is the Garden of Eden? You still need to search, but the sky is not necessary!

Arctic Ocean!

Wuming brought people to the sky and the earth, and the aura began to condense quickly. The cold ice water almost created a huge aura that could be seen with the naked eye to completely press the sea water and dive quickly.

Human submarine.

The people under Wuming are almost ineligible to enter the sixth-level sea water pressure. If you don’t do this, only one way to death can be achieved.

In the sky

"Wu Ming brought hundreds of people here?"

"What does he want to do?"

Yang Jian and Nezha looked at each other and couldn't guess what Wuming wanted to do. After a little discussion, he sent a submarine to greet him. Seeing the huge submarine, Wuming hurriedly brought everyone into the submarine.

"General Wuming, are you..." Yang Jian came out to greet him personally, very puzzled. At the same time, he was a little wary. Could this strong man want to repent his decision that day, right?

"Help me see him." Wuming hugged Zhang Feng and stepped forward.

"There is a problem with the transformation?" Yang Jian saw the problem at a glance.

"I want to save him."

"It's very difficult..." Yang Jian was a little embarrassed.

Wuming asked directly: "Conditions."

"We are ruled by God..."

"I believe that it is not harder to save my subordinates than to destroy heaven." Wuming's words were full of pressure. Yang Jian was not talking about conditions, he was just taking the opportunity to quarrel.

"You..." Yang Jian's face also became gloomy. He also knew that it was not good to anger Wuming, but he didn't want to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity: "Then your subordinates..."

"Heaven** is here to bury us, it's worth it!" Liu Qiang flashed and shouted directly: "I'm the madman's life, I'm going to make the decision for him!"

"That's right! I'll make the decision for the madman!"

"That's right! If I'm crazy like this, anyone in the special forces can help me decide!"

The soldiers roared for a moment, making Yang Jian's face even more ugly. At the same time, they felt that the murderous aura on Wuming's body gradually became heavier: "I don't believe it, everyone is not afraid of death..."

Threat! Wuming didn't have much time to bargain, so he simply chose the easiest way to do it when he was anxious.

"Give us a province land!" Yang Jian's face was very firm: "This is the bottom line!"

"Yes.^^^^^ but you can't engage in fanatical religion." Wuming replied very simply. If religion is really done, the radiation surface will be very large, and even Wuming cannot use his powerful power to truly control it.

Yang Jian bit his steel teeth: "Okay! Become a sect!"

The submarine returned to the Tian** base at this time. Wuming hugged Zhang Feng and walked quickly to the genetic balance transformation room, and put it into the cultivation tank according to Yang Jian's instructions.

"They may also have hidden dangers." Wuming pointed at Liu Qiang and others: "Take them together."

"Give another province." Yang Jian raised his finger: "This consumes too much energy, and Nuwa's awakening will be delayed for a while. We must be compensated."

"Take it!" Wuming just wanted his subordinates to be safe and had no time to care about the province's territory. Anyway, these were from the Shenlong Kingdom or the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and they had no relationship with him.

"Boss..."

"Don't talk nonsense, go quickly."

Wuming rarely acted. This time, he also learned from other soldiers and kicked Liu Qiang on the butt with one kick.
To be continued...