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When Yinzuo opened his eyes, he found that he had regained his healthy body and was standing on a seemingly endless road ahead.
The road was spacious and bright, as if there were thousands of rays of light shining on it, which made him dizzy. When he looked up, the sky was golden, but it was not so bright that people could look straight at it. The noble status of the people on this road was revealed everywhere.
And when he turned his head to the left, he discovered that the edge of the road was not a fairyland-like beauty on earth, but bottomless darkness. Inside, something like an unknown and human-shaped monster was baring its teeth and claws and seemed to be rushing toward them through the shackles.
--Sky.
Yin Zuo broke out in a cold sweat. He - he clearly - clearly saw those familiar, spiteful eyes... In the darkness... Staring at him intently.
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, you can't blame me for this...
Yinzuo has always been careless. He muttered something silently in his heart and tilted his head to the other side indifferently - they couldn't do anything to him except staring at him, just because they were the losers, and they were the losers of his Aixinjueluo Yinzuo. His stepping stone - but he was frightened again - the person standing side by side with him on his right, looking at him expressionlessly, was one of those monsters just now... His own brother... His fourth brother? !
But unlike his fourth brother, Aixinjueluo Yinzhen, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, just looked at him for a few times and then made no further moves, as if he didn't recognize him.
He couldn't help but look to the hell beside Yinzhen, where there were countless pairs of sinister eyes staring at Yinzhen - Yinzhen relaxed.
In front of Yinzuo slightly to the right, there is a person standing tall and straight. That is his emperor Aima - Emperor Kangxi - Aisin Gioro Xuanye.
He looked behind him. Only his son, his crown prince, and his successor Hong Mian stood respectfully behind him, and there was no one else.
He looked behind Yinzhen again - that was Hongli, he recognized it. Hongli was followed sparsely by a few people - it seemed that Yinzhen was not as miserable as him.
But he stretched and smiled.
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He is the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Aisin Gioro Yin Zuo. He is the only Aisin Gioro Yin Zuo in the world who survived an illness at the age of six in the multi-trillion parallel world. He successfully followed the path of his brothers and finally became the great treasure in the world.
He died at the age of twenty-six.
——And now, he is in Ziwei Star Palace.