"Gulu ~"


    In the quiet underground palace, the sound of saliva can be clearly heard.


    The originally strange underground palace, the atmosphere becomes more strange.


    "Tell me your name."


    Empress Dowager Cixi looked down at Lao Tzu like a high emperor, with a pair of Phoenix eyes mixed with a faint smile.


    When she was alive, she still needed to worry about the views of the world, but now she has nothing to worry about. She can ask for what she wants and do what she wants.


    She could not be called king or emperor before her death. After her death, she wanted to realize this dream and become a ghost emperor with 3000 faces.


    "Dean, can we do it?"


    At this time, even with Lao Tzu''s nature, he couldn''t help making waves, and his stomach was even a little uncomfortable.


    In the eyes of some students, Cixi looks like a wonderful and beautiful woman, but in his eyes, she is an old woman.


    An old woman who looked 70 or 80 years old flirted with him. He didn''t scold on the spot. It was considered that he was cultured.


    "Who are you? What''s the purpose of coming to my underground palace?"


    Seeing that Lao Tzu didn''t answer her question, Cixi ghost king was a little angry and his face became cold.


    She was in charge of the Qing Dynasty for decades. Except for foreigners, who made her angry?


    I dared not answer her question, but she also saw that Shen Wen was not a simple group. These people didn''t panic when they saw her.


    These people look at her and even give her a feeling, just like he