1055 Liao Emperor

"I didn't bring you to see him, I brought you to kill him."

Wang Luo used his mental strength to communicate with Li Fan, and didn't care if his words were heard by others.

"This man is alive, and sooner or later he will come and kill you. Therefore, he must be killed."

Wang Luo was very ruthless, "so this matter must be solved."

"Is that man strong? Why don't you even mention his name?"

"Because I don't know his name."

Wang Luo shrugged his shoulders. "Everyone calls him that adult. The reason why he is known as Liao is entirely because he has a daughter named Liao outside."

"Is he strong?"

"Of course."

Wang Luo didn't hesitate. "After all, the only person I can't beat in the whole China is him."

"Since you can't beat him, what are you doing here?"

Li Fan glanced at the door, "we have time to go now."

"Why, are you afraid?"

"Afraid of hair! But I don't want to fight inexplicably."

"You don't need to do it. It's my business. I'll deal with it myself."

Wang Luo told Li Fan, "I had to leave room before, but today I can fight to the death."

Li Fan looked at Wang Luo's aging body and didn't know how many lives he could fight.

But anyway, since I have arrived at the place of Lord Liao, I'd better have a look. I'm also very curious about the so-called Lord Liao. [zero ↑ nine △ small ↓ say △ net]

"Just follow me."

Wang Luo followed the men of Lord Liao and opened the secret way.

The statue of Lord long slowly moved away, revealing a big hole below. Li Fan followed Wang Luo, took a torch off the wall next to him, and held it in his hand. Without this torch, Li fan can still see at night. But Wang Luo can't do it now. His body is no different from that of an old man. He holds the wall and advances slowly in the dim light of the fire.

In the light of the fire, Li Fan felt that Wang Luo's back was getting older, as if he would fall dead at any time.

Can the old man persist until he meets the so-called Lord Liao?

The tunnel is very deep. I don't know where it leads.

Three people walked all the way for more than ten minutes, and finally came to a magnificent underground palace!

When Li Fan saw the secret church before, he was already shocked by nature. It was really a magnificent building. But compared with the underground palace in front of me, it's nothing to see.

The magnificent construction of this underground palace made Li Fan think he saw a forbidden city.

This kind of underground palace cannot be built by modern people. After all, it has left traces of history and years on it!

It should be an underground tomb, belonging to the main hall of the underworld of an emperor.

No matter who used to sleep here, now it has become a place for another person to join. [zero ↑ nine △ small ↓ say △ net] However, isn't this place supposed to be heavily armed, and has it been cracked?

"Come on, this place is safe."

Wang Luo seemed to see Li Fan's guess, and he comforted him.

"I see."

Since it is the place where that person lives, it should be a more comfortable place. But living in such a palace, did he really think of himself as the emperor?

"This way."

The man continued to lead them through the long footpath towards a hall in the distance.

In the palace, there were many guards in black and red armor, who seemed to be the guards patrolling the city.

Li Fan couldn't help but sigh that this man seemed to really live the same life as the emperor. He didn't know whether there were 3000 harem beauties?

If there are three thousand harem, this kind of life is worth looking forward to.

"Dear guests, we are just ahead."

The guide stretched out his hand, and in front of him was the majestic hall. In ancient times, this place should belong to xuanzheng hall, which is specially for ministers to go to court.

Li Fan and Wang Luo walked in. As soon as they entered, there was a long footpath directly opposite. Each floor was paved with jade, enjoying all the luxury.

And directly opposite is the steps that Jiulong climbed up, with a golden dragon chair on the top.

A man with disheveled hair and thin body sat on the Dragon chair, his hands resting on the handrail of the dragon head next to him like a skeleton.

This man's hair is also gray, which seems to be no different from Wang Luo. He is also a dying man with half his feet inserted in the loess.

After the guide brought them in, he knelt down to the old man sitting on the Dragon chair.

"Sire, they are coming."

"Well."

The other party snorted. The man called his majesty should be Liao Wushuang's father.

How old was he when he was born? Why is Liao Wushuang so old when he is only 20?

It's really incomprehensible.

"Go down."

The other party did not raise his head and said a word.

"Yes."

The other party stepped back and left Li Fan and Wang Luo.

"Old friend, I haven't seen you for more than 50 years. How can you grow up like this B."

Wang Luo exchanged greetings.

"How good are you..."

Lord Liao sneered, "besides, we are not friends. I don't need friends."

"Ouch, don't be so ruthless."

Wang Luo slowly pulled out Shang Fang's sword. "At least, before you die, you can have a friend to mourn you."

"Who did you bring?"

Because at the request of Wang Luo, Li Fan changed his body shape and appearance by replacing bones with aliens, adult Liao did not recognize him.

"Is it your heir? The imperial sword of the next generation?"

The other party didn't seem to take Wang Luo's threat to heart.

"Yes, before I leave, I must do something good for China."

Wang Luo said, "it should be a great achievement to get rid of you."

"I... Will not die..."

The other party said slowly, and his voice was full of power, "as long as I get Li Fan, I will become the strongest person."

Li Fan kept silent beside him. Hearing this, he raised his attention.

Get yourself? what do you mean?

Is this old man also a psychopath? Want to have something with yourself?

Li Fan subconsciously raised his Qi and stared at the old man sitting on the Dragon chair with vigilance.

"Friend, what you think is very beautiful, but it's a pity that I can't let you achieve your wish."

Wang Luo took his sword. "If you are released, the whole China will never have peace! Today, I will kill you here."

"Fifty years ago, you were defeated by me. Fifty years later, you are no match for me."

Emperor Liao sneered repeatedly, "you hurry to die. For the sake of past love, I will personally send you to die."

"Why so anxious?"

Wang Luo sat on the jade ground, "anyway, I'm going to die. How about talking about your story?"

"Do you want to hear about me?"

Emperor Liao laughed, "well, anyway, you can't escape my palm."