Chapter 113

"Song of death?"

Su Qin frowned slightly.

Literally, "song of death" should be a kind of music, belonging to the score played by the musician.

"Unfortunately, I can't use it..."

Su Qin shakes his head slightly. He is not a musician at all. He has no interest in music. Even if he has peerless music, he won't spend much energy on it.

"But now that you've got it, it's OK to have a look."

Su Qin began to accept the systematic "indoctrination".

Hum!

In a twinkling, all the secrets about the song of the dead were flowing slowly in Su Qin's heart.

Su Qin only felt the music of mourning in his mind, which vaguely revealed the meaning of being detached from his life.

A moment later.

Su Qin suddenly opened his eyes.

"The song of death is not simple..."

Su Qin was surprised.

Originally, weapons thought that "song of death" was just a simple piece of music, but after being "instilled" by the system, he suddenly found that "song of death" was not only a piece of music, but also a combination of music and martial arts.

When you play the song of death, you can kill people with the Qin sound, which is a little similar to the spiritual secret of Xiao Li Feidao.

The Qin sound covers the scope, but any God idea is inferior to Su Qin, dies!

Su Qin's attendance at the Shaolin Temple has won numerous kinds of unique skills, among which there is no lack of this method of killing people by sonic waves,

but the intention of killing people is too deliberate.

For example, Shaolin Temple's unique skill "lion roar" is to use sound waves as weapons.

There are few, if not none, natural songs like the song of death.

"Not bad, not bad."

Su Qin looks happy.

...

next, Su Qin returned to a quiet and leisurely life.

Although the imperial palace is far less isolated from the world than the Shaolin Temple, it is almost the same for Su Qin. The intrigues in the palace have nothing to do with him.

As the prince's "eldest brother-in-law", others are too afraid of Su Qin. How dare they take the initiative to provoke him?

On this day, as soon as Su Qin finished signing, he suddenly moved in his heart and looked to the direction of Changsheng hall.

Changsheng palace is the palace of Tang Emperors.

"Emperor Tang is dying..."

Su Qin's eyes are calm. Whether it is the eyes of truth or the thoughts of God, the Tang emperor's breath of life is like a candle in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time.

"There are less interesting people..."

Su Qin shook his head slightly and sighed.

Although he didn't come to the imperial palace for a long time, he also contacted the emperor of Tang several times. He thought that the other party was good, at least good to Su Qin, and gave him a lot of gold treasures.

He even wanted to transfer Su Qin to the imperial hospital.

Although Su Qin didn't think much of these, the emperor of Tang Dynasty also had some good intentions.

Of course, Su Qin only thought that the emperor of Tang Dynasty was interesting. As for other things, he did not.

The death of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty was entirely due to the approaching of the time limit of Shouyuan. In this case, even the Lord of Luohan or the myth of Wulin could not be saved.

"Dead or alive is torture."

Su Qin thought silently.

Although Zhao Gonggong is willing to hang Tang emperor's life with his own vitality, it does not mean that Tang emperor can live comfortably.

It's a relief to be dead now.

"However, that Duke Zhao should not live long..."

Su Qin felt his breath carefully and judged in his heart.

Zhao Gonggong is a top-notch product. In principle, even if he does not live to 200 years, he can live to 180 years old.

Unfortunately, in order to make up for the loss of the Tang emperor's body, Zhao Gonggong was willing to continue his life with his own vitality.

If Zhao Gonggong is a top-notch product of physical transformation, he can support for several years with his powerful physical body.

But Zhao Gonggong's body was born incomplete, unable to metamorphosis, leading to the present Zhao Gonggong has been close to the state of oil exhausted lamp.

Now that the emperor of Tang Dynasty is dying, Duke Zhao will not live long.

"The emperor of the Tang Dynasty is dying. Should he ask the prince to come over and tell him what to do?"

Su Qin was thinking about this in his heart when he found that a eunuch in red came out of Changsheng hall and turned into a phantom. In a moment, he came to Chengen Hall of the east palace.

Soon after.

Li Sheng, the prince, walked out in a hurry and quickly headed for Changsheng hall.

...

in Changsheng hall.

The emperor of the Tang Dynasty leaned quietly on the dragon's couch with a calm face. He didn't look like he was facing death.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is useless and can't prolong your life..."

Mr. Zhao knelt down on the ground and whispered."You have done enough..." Emperor Tang forced out a smile and said faintly: "if it were not for you, I would have died ten years ago...

at this time.

Prince Li Sheng walked into Changsheng hall quickly. He knelt down in front of the Dragon couch and said in a trembling voice, "father, are you ok?"

"You must be OK. I'll let the imperial doctor come here."

Prince Li Sheng wanted to stand up, but he was pressed down by the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

"No more." Looking at Li Sheng, the crown prince, the Tang emperor shook his head and said, "I know my body. It's unexpected that I can live to this day..."

when the Tang emperor said this, he coughed a few times. After a long time, he continued: "before you enter Chang'an, I intend to let your brothers fight for power, win over the officials and divide the court."

"Now, I have cleaned out those ministers who have different intentions for you. The people who stay in the court today are not necessarily loyal to you, but at least loyal to the Tang state."

"When I die, you will take over a clean, clear and completely owned court. At that time, you can show your ambition to the fullest..."

"however, I may not see that time..."

when Emperor Tang said this, his voice dropped obviously.

"Father

Prince Li Sheng's eyes were red.

At the moment, he didn't know what Emperor Tang had done for him.

Since he was still among the people, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty has begun to pave the way for him and completely eliminate the resistance after his accession to the throne.

"But there's one thing that I'm still soft handed after all..."

the emperor of Tang raised his head and gazed at the Prince Li Sheng: "I should give all your brothers to death. Only in that way can you inherit the throne and have no future trouble..."

there was a trace of complexity in the tone of the emperor of Tang.

Even though he cleaned the court several times, he chose to banish the princes instead of killing them.

"If they have any action in the future and are not willing to be trapped in the fiefdom, you don't have to worry about it. Call back Chang'an directly and kill it."

The emperor of Tang sighed, as if he thought of something, and his face softened: "I am worthy of anyone in my life, but I'm sorry for your mother..."

the emperor of Tang leaned against the Dragon couch, with a look of nostalgia and a voice like a mosquito whispering:

"ling'er, I have done what I promised you...

" father, father! " Li Sheng, the prince, looked at the emperor of Tang Dynasty whose life had completely dissipated. His tears could not stop and he cried.

"Your Majesty..."

Zhao Gong raised his head and whispered.

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