As he got closer, Zhou Xing glanced at the man on the bed. Because the man had his eyes closed, his appearance was unclear, but at first glance, Zhou Xing always felt that this man looked familiar.
"Huh? This person..."
Zhou Xing was shocked. This man looked very similar to his current appearance. No wonder he felt familiar.
Due to the angle, the appearance of a sleeping person looks different from that of a standing person with his eyes open and talking. If you are not a very familiar person, you may not recognize him.
It was such a coincidence, no wonder Huang Zun said that he had a connection with him.
Zhou Xing saw that Huang Zun did not have any of the forcible behaviors mentioned by Xiao Xiewu, and was a little worried about Ling Xue's whereabouts, so he asked, "I wonder if Sister Huang Zun has any oracles?"
Huang Zun seemed to be thinking about something, lost in thought, and did not respond to him.
"Sister Huangzun?"
"Huh?" Emperor Zun came back to his senses and looked at Zhou Xing carefully. There seemed to be thousands of unsolved thoughts in his eyes, and his voice was ethereal: "Oh... you saw it too, right?"
Zhou Xing knew that it probably meant that he was somewhat similar to the man on the bed, so he nodded and said, "Yeah!"
The Emperor put down the teacup in his hand and raised his eyes to look out the window. There were no flowers or plants decorating the window, only a solitary sycamore tree. It was very different from the lush flowers and green grass and trees he had come before. The sycamore flowers had already faded and were flying in the wind.
Not as good as the sycamore flowers blooming vigorously on the screen.
Zhou Xing couldn't stand such a slow speaking pace, and a lot of sadness and desolation suddenly appeared in his heart. This was not the emotion he wanted.
"Isn't it boring and boring?" Huang Zun looked at Zhou Xing seriously and said with a smile: "I just sat like this for a hundred thousand years... No one could have imagined that one hundred thousand years later, I would He will become so calm and dignified. One hundred thousand years have passed by in a blink of an eye, and he did not sit still and become a stone statue that neither talks nor laughs. This is already a miracle, what else do you expect."
One hundred thousand years?
A super boss who has lived for 100,000 years? Does such a mysterious existence still exist?
But why did she tell me this? Zhou Xing was a little confused about the tactics of the big boss in front of him.
He thinks he has the awareness of a younger generation, but others seem to treat him as an equal.
The emperor continued to talk to himself, talking eloquently: "In the past, Master often said that the female doll Heng Shu was skinnier than the monkeys in Naqi Mountain, so she could never be quiet for a moment. It's a pity that she is so quiet now. Master can’t even see me as elegant as I am.”
Hengshu?
Is this the name of the emperor in front of you?
He actually has the same name as Emperor Hengshu, one of the rumored ten great saints.
That's the emperor who can command the world with a wave of his hand and call upon the stars to move!
How could she appear in this strange forbidden area of Hao Qing Sect? No, it should be another time and space that is connected to the forbidden land but separated from it.
Although there are flowers and lush vegetation outside the window, it is still too secluded and desolate. The majestic emperor living here always feels a little aggrieved or strange.
Is she really the great Emperor Hengshu who is one of the top ten saints in rumors, with mixed reviews from later generations?
Zhou Xing asked: "Are you the great god Heng Shu?"
The emperor smiled heartily and said: "What? It doesn't look like it at all?"
Zhou Xing became a little passive when asked, and smiled and said: "It is the same, how could it be different?"
"Is this what I originally looked like?" Huang Zun laughed a little and was a little carried away. He choked on his saliva and coughed twice. Tears seemed to overflow from the corners of his eyes. He smiled calmly: "You really can't recognize me... you can't. You know what I am stubborn about..."
I?
Just kidding, how could I possibly recognize Emperor Hengshu, one of the ten great saints?
Zhou Xing was puzzled.
Maybe, he was somewhat similar to the man lying on the bed, which made Master Hengshu misunderstand something.
Continue to let her misunderstand? Maybe, you can make a fortune?
Zhou Xing stared at the emperor in front of him for a long time.
He is very aware of wool.
Apart from the fact that she was so beautiful, he really didn't remember that he had ever seen her in his two lifetimes, which were originally long but not worth mentioning when Auntie Huang was constantly counting the years.
If he had seen such a beautiful goddess, he would be haunted by her dreams, and he would be able to tell her all the beautiful things when he saw her again.
Zhou Xing quickly lowered his status and said sincerely and respectfully: "I am stupid late in life, please ask the gods to clarify."
