When Huang Yuanwu saw Xu Xiuping again, he was not only surprised, but also a hint of strangeness and surprise.

This master is so weird.

Huang Yuanwu had already known about his appearance in Pingjin City. At the critical moment when Huang Yuchen was in danger, he suddenly appeared in Pingjin City, as if he knew about it in advance.

Then, he came to find him, said some inexplicable words to himself, and then disappeared again.

At that time, he said the same thing as Huang Zhengchu said to him and advised him to retreat and return to the Eastern Palace.

But he did not agree to his proposal in the end, because the matter of the imperial capital was too important to him, the Eastern Palace and even the entire Qitian Empire.

But what happened later was beyond my expectations.

The army of the Northern King's Mansion suddenly disappeared, and the situation in the imperial capital suddenly became clear. Moreover, the mysterious person he saw outside the inner city of the imperial capital never appeared again.

What he had been thinking about day and night suddenly became at his fingertips. Yang Qin surrendered. The soldiers of the Eastern Prince's Mansion occupied the entire imperial capital without bloodshed, and did not even see where the enemy was. The matter was over.

However, Huang Yuanwu's Taoist teachings were not the ecstasy after victory. On the contrary, a larger cloud appeared in his heart. All of this was clearly designed by others. He could easily design the Qitian Empire and play the major forces of the Qitian Empire in his hands. Who is the person who is in his hands and what purpose is...

When these questions appeared in my mind, before Huang Yuanwu could sort it out, heavy snow fell all over the sky and quickly formed a snow disaster. The entire Qitian Empire fell into an absolute crisis again.

This disaster has been compared with the damage caused to Qi Tian by the rebellion of the Three Kings.

If this situation continues, by the spring of the next year, there may be no empire in the world, Qitian.

Huang Yuanwu didn't have many ways to do it. In this case, all he could do was to choose the direction of the attack. Should he attack his own people or to plunder others?

At such a critical moment, Xu Xiuping suddenly appeared and stood quietly behind Huang Yuanwu, as if he had always been standing here.

"Master..." Huang Yuanwu's heart was slightly sank. Although Xu Xiuping still looked calm, Huang Yuanwu vaguely felt that he was different from what he saw a few days ago. This was not a change in appearance, but a feeling that it gave people.

Everyone will bring visual feelings to others, either intimate or bored. The feeling that Xu Xiuping brings to Huang Yuanwu now is cold.

A master who practices fire attribute fighting spirit, a person who shows his hot temper and personality, gives him a cold feeling, which really makes people feel strange.

"Don't make a decision easily." Xu Xiuping repeated his words again. He looked at Huang Yuanwu with a faint expression and said softly: "Now any decision of yours will affect tens of thousands of people. Your decision is to think whether they are alive or dead."

Huang Yuanwu was silent. The heavy snow fell on him, covering a thin layer. The snow under his feet was stepped on into a snow nest, with his feet deep in his calves.

He also knew what Xu Xiuping meant, but this matter was imminent. Without a quick solution, countless people would die of starvation in the Qitian Empire. In addition, the rebellion or army mutiny that might be brought about later, only more people would die. His inner decision was decided after countless deep thoughts. In order to make more people live, he could only let some people die first.

Seeing that Emperor Yuanwu did not speak, his expression did not change at all, Xu Xiuping continued: "Although you do not want to be an emperor, now Qitian is the actual emperor. Now you are the peak of the power of the entire Qitian Empire. Can you still stick to your previous beliefs? Now is the time to test you."

"Don't make a decision easily." Xu Xiuping repeated the previous words and said, "You didn't want to come to you before and asked you to withdraw your troops. Now, I hope you can listen to me more."

Huang Yuanwu looked up at Xu Xiuping beside him. There was a little coldness between his eyes. His words were hard and had no emotion at all. But Huang Yuanwu had to admit that what Xu Xiuping said was correct.

He did not want to be an emperor and regarded the current emperor as his lord. But everything was decided by himself. In fact, Huang Yuanwu also shouldered this responsibility. After obtaining such noble rights, he did not seek personal gain for himself, but instead found a way to solve the sufferings of the people as soon as possible. His decision now was to pray for the heavenly empire to survive.

But after all, Huang Yuanwu had entered the imperial capital for too short time, and many things had just taken over. In just a few days, this natural disaster came suddenly, which really caught him off guard.

Huang Yuanwu still didn't speak. He was thinking quickly, and the meaning of Xu Xiuping's speech seemed to have some meaning.

"You mean..." Huang Yuanwu suddenly thought of something, with a hint of incredible look in his eyes, and said, "This matter..." Huang Yuanwu pointed at the sky, and there was heavy snow on the sky. He asked in disbelief: "Is this heavy snow man-made?"

Xu Xiu glanced at Huang Yuanwu lightly, with a twitching on his face, but he still kept his expressionless face and said softly: "You have been intruding on other people's affairs, Yuanwu, these things should not be decided by you. Your father has created the foundation of the Eastern Prince's Mansion in his life. Do you think it's just territory and people..." Speaking of this, Xu Xiuping's expression moved. He seemed to want to say more, but in the end he didn't speak, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Master..." Huang Yuanwu took a step forward and grabbed Xu Xiuping's arm. A cold breath came from his hand, as if he was not holding a warm living hand, but a cold corpse. In an instant, Huang Yuanwu was stunned, but he could not say anything about what he said. He stared at Xu Xiuping blankly, looked at his indifferent and stiff expression, and stood there on the spot.

Xu Xiuping broke away from Huang Yuanwu's hand and took a step back gently. The expression on his face was still indifferent. He whispered: "Don't think about anything, and don't make a decision easily. Before the crisis comes, someone will come to you to make a choice. At that time, choose according to your heart. As long as you can have a clear conscience, your father will not die in vain."

Huang Yuanwu looked at Xu Xiuping's stiff movements and was extremely shocked, as if from the blue. Xu Xiuping in front of him...is he a dead person...

"That's all." Xu Xiuping looked at Huang Yuanwu, and a twitching smile appeared on his stiff face. He took a step back gently and said, "In the future, you and I will not meet again. If you are destined to see my two disciples again, please take care of them. It's not in vain that you call me Master."

With a complicated mood, Huang Yuanwu forced himself to calm down and carefully analyzed the current situation.

Huang Zhengchu has disappeared, and the Southern King Huang Liangping, who was captured by him, is nowhere to be found. There is only one person left in the rebellion of the Three Kings, that is, Yang Qin, who has been jailed by him.

Maybe...he will know something really wants.
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