Chapter 232

"You guy." Tony Stark was not angry. He stared at LAN ran tightly and suddenly sneered, "I won't argue with you. Anyway, people who have seen the Death Star know what's going on."

Amelia was nervous when she saw the pattern of death of herself and her acquaintances. But looking at the debate in front of this group of people, I relaxed a lot.

Song que was silent. The scene of the long river of years just now made his calm heart set off waves again.

He couldn't describe the scene in words.

The past and future of a world are fully unfolded from the perspective of the son of destiny... Let them, bystanders, look at and know the world from the perspective of God.

Finally, it even condensed the long river of history into a star floating overhead.

He doesn't know whether this is a means of creation, or simply tracing back to the past and inferring the future... But he knows that casual gods may not be able to do this.

In other words, this one in front of us is a being who can also rank among the top gods.

"Is it the legendary Haotian God?" Song Que's thoughts flickered in his mind. "No, if you deduce the secret of heaven, go back to the past. This means is a little similar to the means of emperor Fuxi in myth."

Can we say that ancient myths are true?

The one shrouded in fog on the bronze throne is the legendary Fuxi?

It's also wrong. The more song lacked to think, the more he couldn't understand. The temperament of the God who can't be looked at directly in front of him was generally dark, which was quite different from the magnificence of Fuxi in his imagination.

"In other words," Zhang Sanfeng threw his eyes on Song Que and asked softly, "isn't Mr. Song going to have a look at his future?"

Song Ke was silent for a long time and turned his palm.

He stared at the cards without expression. After a short time of thinking, he took out two cards, namely the eight secrets of Tiandao and the technique of Tiandao.

He threw it in the direction of Su Han, his voice hoarse and low, "then, please show my future."

Su Han calmly accepted two cards. He said nothing and knocked his fingers gently on the back of the chair.

The void vibrates, endless fog gathers, and a vast scene emerges.

It was the grand scene of Yangzhou city. With the rapid passage of time, the two young people who came out of Yangzhou embarked on the road of martial arts under various opportunities and coincidences, and then embarked on the road of dominating the world.

Their life is extremely wonderful. They have seen countless heroes, great masters and great beauties. Led tens of thousands of troops and fought all over the world

However, in the end, they gave up the throne that countless people dreamed of and retired to the mountains. Let Li Shimin successfully ascend the throne.

The endless fog, with the vast picture, is constantly converging, and finally turns into a pale green strange star, floating quietly on Song Ke's head.

"... Li Shimin."

Song que clenched the armrest of the chair with his palm and his eyebrows jumped. He is a Han blood supremacist, so he doesn't pay much attention to Li Shimin with Hu blood. But fortune made people, and finally... That person stepped on the throne.

Although it was only a glimpse, song Ke was sure that he should have chosen the two sons of destiny in that future

Thinking of this, song Que's eyes took a touch of cold, and he couldn't be blamed for his anger. Those two sons of destiny are too despairing. In the end, they seem to have no dispute, so they just give up everything and retire to the mountains? This approach is totally incomprehensible.

"What I just saw was too rough," Song que said to himself, "it may be something I ignored... I'll make a decision when I understand it all."

"Mr. Song, you are from the Sui and Tang Dynasties." Zhang Sanfeng sincerely sighed and sighed, "the great master of that era."

"However, I don't seem to have heard of any great master in history. I haven't heard of Tiandao song Ke, the three great masters and Cihang Jingzhai." Huang Rong was puzzled and sighed at last. "It's all because I didn't study hard in the past, otherwise I would know what it is now."

"Miss Huang Rong," Zhang Sanfeng looked at Huang Rong, and he thought about it. "I know something about the Sui and Tang Dynasties. And I'm very sure that there is absolutely no such sect as Cihang Jingzhai in the history I know."

"What do you mean?" Huang Rong looked sluggish.

"Yes," Zhang Sanfeng nodded seriously, "just like Qin Shihuang, he should not be a figure in the past and future of our world... But another martial arts world with Yan and Huang inheritance."

"Wait," Song Que's look changed. The content of the two discussions contained too much information, so that he could not calm down, "who is the first emperor of Qin?"

"It's me." Ying Zheng said coldly.

"... you." Song que suddenly turned his head. His eyes were like blades, looking up and down at Ying Zheng shrouded in the fog.

After a short silence, he spoke with a cold voice, "don't joke about it. The emperor of the Qin Dynasty has long died, and the Qin Dynasty has also died... Now, even the Great Han no longer exists."

"So, you are now in a special parliament connecting countless worlds." Huang Rong sighed, "you didn't understand Xiaoyu's words at all just now."

"Yes, yes," Xiaoyu waved her fist and looked a little angry. "Even if you are the great master, you can't do this... It's too impolite."

"Do you mean that among these worlds of Unicom, there is a world just in the Daqin era hundreds of years ago?"

Song que reacted and his pupils widened. His mind shook beyond words. However, song Ke didn't look at Su Han on the bronze throne, mainly because he had suffered too much before.

However, song lacked a clear mind that the scene in front of him must be created by the mysterious parliament chief.

Remembering his previous guess, song que suddenly wanted to laugh. Suspected of their world, the mythical Fuxi?

Can Fuxi do such a thing?

It is not only to trace back and deduce the past and future of the world, but also to convene countless people who are different but similar to the world in a parliament that is beyond the world.

This one is not the God in their mythology, but the God above the world... Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it with the highest immortal God.

"Don't be so flustered," Huang Rong comforted when he saw song Que's silence. He thought he had been hit. "In your eyes, Qin Shihuang is an ancient, but in our eyes... You are also an ancient!"