But he never dreamed that his son, who had placed all his hopes on him, did not appear at the last moment!
"Why, why betray me? Why
Zixiao Pavilion master sent out the last roar of the wounded beast.
He knew that he was seriously injured, and his whole body strength was disappearing. He was afraid that it would not be long before he left the world that he hated and longed for.
But before he died, he did not see his son ascend the throne.
He is not willing, is not willing!
What made him angry and puzzled was that his own son betrayed him at the last moment!
With his roar, a big mouthful of blood spurted out fiercely, choking him almost to breathe.
Chu Shaoyang puts his hand on his chest, and a gentle internal force is injected into his body. The Zixiao Pavilion master then takes a breath.
He gasped heavily, staring at Chu Shaoyang.
"You naughty son!" He hated and scolded.
"Father."
Chu Shaoyang suddenly spoke quietly.
These two words let Zixiao Pavilion master shake all over.
"Do you know?" His voice was trembling, "have you ever been to the palace, to the Shoukang palace, to the Buddha Hall?" He asked in disbelief.
His real identity has never been revealed in front of Chu Shaoyang. He only admitted it in the Buddhist temple.
"Yes, I did." Chu Shaoyang's expressionless face said, "I was on the roof at that time."
"Then why don't you show up! Why Zixiao Pavilion master is a burst of gnashing teeth.
"Because..."
Chu Shaoyang light way: "in the last time, I suddenly gave up."
"Give up? Give up what? "
"Give up the throne that you always wanted to support me to sit on. I used to yearn for the throne. But standing on the cold wind on the roof, looking at the vast palace, I suddenly felt that I didn't want this palace and that throne. I didn't want it any more."
Zixiao Pavilion owner can hardly believe his ears.
"Are you willing to give up the throne you are about to take? Are you crazy, or are you stupid? "
"I'm not crazy, I'm not stupid, I just suddenly figured it out."
Chu Shaoyang's face was strangely calm. Looking at the dying Zixiao Pavilion master, a trace of compassion flashed through his eyes.
This look let Zixiao Pavilion master is a burst of anger.
"How can I give birth to such a worthless son! If I had known that I should not have chosen you, I should have chosen less white! " He roared, and with his roar, blood spilled over the wound again, but he ignored it.
"Less white? Even if you choose Shaobai, he will make the same choice with me. He won't be emperor. Shaobai is Not at all. " Chu Shaoyang shook his head.
"You You are all my sons! One, two, all let that woman dizzy mind, even the world are willing to give up, you, you are not men! I am! If I had known this, I should not have chosen you! I should be emperor by myself Zixiao pavilion every word, mixed with a large number of blood foam gushing out of the corner of his mouth.
Although his momentum was fierce, his breath became weaker and weaker.
Chu Shaoyang said in a soft voice, "father, you still have peace of mind. Maybe..."
"Take a rest! I know that I am going to die, but even if I am dead, I will scold you as a bad son! "
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