The Emperor Of The World

Below the Order, Mo Yan was waiting, waiting for these bitter girls, to pack their luggage and follow her.    

    

Inside the giant ship, there was another secret realm.    

    

The group of crying women finally stopped their excitement as they chatted and laughed while packing their luggage.    

    

Even now, they still could not believe that this was real, that they had truly escaped a sea of suffering.    

    

"Sister Fang, hit me a bit. I want to see if I'm dreaming or not." A young girl around the age of seventeen or eighteen spoke while holding back her tears.    

    

At the time of the Exquisite Sound Workshop incident, she was only slightly over ten years old.    

    

However, in this world, there were many evil people's hearts. If one could do whatever they wanted without breaking the law, then there would be a lot of people who wanted to do something.    

    

A little girl of about ten years old, after nearly ten years of experience, who could understand how her mental course was changing.    

    

"Silly girl, it's true, it's true! Great Monarch was merciful, he forgave us Exquisite Sound Workshop for our crimes, and even sent a messenger to take us to Tianquan Holy Land.    

    

Beside the young man was a woman in her thirties. Her face was like a peach blossom and her face was full of tears.    

    

"Sister Fang ?" The young girl bit her lower lip and stared at Sister Fang. She threw her head into her arms and finally broke into tears.    

    

In the outside world, there had been too many women crying, and they hadn't been happy with their tears. Now, however, they were free to do whatever they wanted.    

    

Sister Fang hugged her as she cried, comforting her, "Alright, the bitter days have come to an end. Everything will be fine ?"    

    

For the past ten years, Sister Fang had constantly been thinking about what was supporting her, and the idea of living on.    

    

Deep down, she knew now, everyone wanted to be saved.    

    

Before dawn, it was a long night. It was cold, desolate, and cold.    

    

Many people had given up hope in the cold night and died. And some people, do not give up the little hope in the heart, will have the chance to see the sun.    

    

And now, as the light fell and drove away the darkness, dawn came.    

    

However, not everyone was happy.    

    

"Sis Shuang, why do you look so unhappy?" In a flower room, a young girl asked the dazed girl sitting on the edge of the bed.    

    

Sister Shuang turned her head and looked at the young girl. Her eyes seemed to flash as she said, "Leaving this place ?" What else can I do... It's been almost ten years, and I've already forgotten how to practice it ? "    

    

The young girl, who was packing her things, was momentarily stunned. She silently turned her head to look at Sis Shuang.    

    

Putting down her luggage, the young girl weakly sat on the ground, a wry smile on her face.    

    

"That's right. If we leave this place, what else can we do ?" "What other value is there?" This youth was not even twenty years old and was also someone with a tough life. Initially, she thought that entering the Exquisite Sound Workshop was a blessing in disguise, but the facts proved her wrong.    

    

In the battle of Zhennan City, Exquisite Sound Workshop was implicated. Disciples that were like flowers and jade were sold everywhere, and they lived a life worse than a dog.    

    

But after ten years, they ? Some of them had already gotten used to this life.    

    

Living like this had no dignity, but it had some value.    

    

However, if he were to leave this place, what would he count as?    

    

He was around thirty years old, not even at the Second or Third Sky of the Five Elements, what value would he have once he reached the Tianquan Holy Land?    

    

Therefore, there were quite a few people like Sister Shuang who were suddenly lost.    

    

Where is our road ahead?    

    

To my despair, even if I am pardoned, the road ahead is bleak.    

    

Once they entered the world, they would be unable to extricate themselves for the rest of their lives. They were no longer pure, so how could they still be respected in the Heavenly Rankings?    

    

Most of the people in the world could tell the true meaning from the fact that Jade Immortal Palace was referred to as "Lust Immortal Palace".    

    

Sister Shuang was stubborn. She felt that she had fallen into the abyss and no one could pull her up. This was life.    

    

One day was a dust woman, while the other was a bad person.    

    

In the future, whenever they saw him, everyone would mention their dark history and secretly smile. If that was the case, then what was the difference between leaving the pleasure boat and not leaving?    

    

At least, this was a fair and proper place to be. No one would laugh at them because those who came here were here for fun and it wasn't proper in the first place.    

    

"I, don't want to leave ?" Sister Shuang whispered, her eyes empty as she feebly said.    

    

However, the girl was more open-minded than she was and advised, "Sister Shuang, you're not leaving. Do you still want to stay here, like you did in the past?"    

    

Standing outside the pleasure boat, he beckoned with a smile?    

    

Satisfied, Sister Shuang glanced at the hairpin on the makeup table. Her body trembled as she pounced on it, grabbed it and thrust it into her forehead!    

    

She didn't want to live anymore.    

    

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"    

    

Mo Yan threw out a spirit stone, causing Sis Shuang's hairpin to fall. In an instant, it had reached the collar of her clothes, as she scolded:    

    

"If you want to die, why didn't you make your move earlier? Why did you have to wait until today? Could it be that the Great Monarch's kindness is something that you all want to see for yourselves?! "    

    

"Bang ~ ~ ~"    

    

Mo Yan gently pushed her back to the side of the bed and fell down.    

    

Mo Yan was a little angry, this was the fifth person she had saved today.    

    

She had experienced something similar before, and she knew that if she were to relax, there would definitely be people who would not be able to understand it, because she had thought like this before.    

    

However, she could not tolerate this, and these women just killed themselves like that, to prevent others from saying that Great Monarch had done bad things on good intentions, causing them to die.    

    

Moreover, she also hated him for not fighting, and said angrily: "Since you can endure until today, what other difficulties are there that you can't overcome? With the Great Monarch supporting you, who would dare be rash? "    

    

On the bed, Sis Shuang's tears fell as she cried her heart out.    

    

He said hoarsely, "Why didn't you go earlier... Why! "Ahhh ?    

    

She screamed a few times, and with all her strength, she almost knocked the bed apart.    

    

Mo Yan trembled slightly. She knew that this woman was not blaming Dian Feng, but was complaining about her fate.    

    

Those who suffer will always desire that someone will suddenly descend and rescue them from the abyss of suffering.    

    

They truly wished for this person to appear immediately, but in reality, there were no fairy tales. Even a Bodhisattva who saved others with ill intentions might have some ulterior motives, let alone this illusory person who saved them.    

    

They longed for this person to come earlier, so they didn't have to suffer so much. They were only venting, not blaming their benefactor for coming late.    

    

Mo Yan could understand that she had such feelings before.    

    

Within the Mo Clan, she was a branch family, like a servant who had done countless lowly things. She had once thought that there was someone within the God-given Talent Heroic who could save her.    

    

"Sigh ?" Mo Yan sighed, turned around and went to look at the others. She knew that after this woman vented her anger, she would no longer want to die.    

    

Zhongzhou, southeastern part.    

    

Here, on the back of the Great Zhou Empire, there was an even older dynasty.    

    

Grand Shang.    

    

Today, in the royal palace of the Grand Shang Empire, something major had occurred.    

    

"Knock, knock, knock ~ ~ ~"    

    

A vigorous figure appeared, and a Paragon warrior appeared.    

    

His name was Sima Xian, the leader of the Sima family in the Grand Shang Dynasty. He was also the only survivor of the Sima family.    

    

It was said that the master of meritorious service, the Sima family, gained control of the army and produced a supreme figure. The imperial family feared him and charged him with treason.    

    

As soon as Sima Xian escaped, fortunately, he encountered the mysterious Regal Pavilion. Someone from the pavilion saw that he was talented and invited him in.    

    

In a few short years, relying on the power of the Ancestor Pavilion, Sima Xian achieved remarkable results, reaching the peak of Zhizun Realm from the Spiritual Altar.    

    

"Si, Sima Xie..." "Are you trying to rebel?!" The Great Shang Emperor continuously retreated, trembling in fear.    

    

From the moment Sima Xian stood beside the Great Monarch Xu Tian, he knew that the Grand Shang Empire was finished. However, even in the face of danger, he was still afraid.    

    

"Pu, pu, pu ~ ~ ~"    

    

It was as if Sima Xian had entered a completely uninhabited state. He had killed all the s and other experts who had pounced on him, and he could even go head to head against him in Zhizun Realm.    

    

In an instant, he rushed over to the palace from outside the Royal Capital and stood in front of the Grand Shang.    

    

"Our Sima family has been loyal for generations. Yet, we ended up like this. Shang Yin, have you ever regretted it?" He held his sword in his hand, forged by the Monarch Dao Divine Gold.    

    

Shang Yin, the Grand Shang's master, knelt on the ground without any trace of restraint, panting as he said, "Se'er, when you were young, I ? I held you before!"    

    

Puff ? -    

    

Sima Xian raised his sword and swung it down. His face was cold as he looked at the head flying into the air. He said coldly, "If you keep this in your heart, then there will be no annihilation of the Sima family!"    

    

"Beep ~ ~ ~"    

    

Blood dripped from the tip of his sword, and Sima Xian turned around to leave. From now on, Grand Shang would change places.