People are in Douluo, Wuhun Seven Sins Angels

Royal Palace.

In the center of the huge building complex, there is a most gorgeous palace, brightly lit.

In the palace of Emperor Xue Ye, at this time, Emperor Xue Ye was lying on the hospital bed, his face becoming extremely pale.

He had been in a coma for several days, but his body was still cold, and even his breathing was extremely weak.

If you look closely, you will see that his chest is rising and falling, showing that he is still alive.

"His Majesty……"

"Father, wake up! Please stop scaring me."

At this time, Xue Beng rushed in and knelt down next to Emperor Xue Ye's hospital bed, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Father, please open your eyes and look at me. I really can't lose you! Father, father. Wuwuwu~~~"

Xue Beng burst into tears.

Although Emperor Xueye's body was weak, his consciousness was still very clear, but he looked very calm, as if he had anticipated today's scene.

"Xue Beng, you don't have to be like this. I'm hopeless."

After listening to his words, Xue Beng looked up at him, "Father, I don't allow you to talk nonsense. You will be fine. Please ask all the doctors to come over and treat you. I also found a lot of magic medicine. It will definitely make your recovery.”

Xue Ye shook his head and said: "Avalanche, I am already dead. I don't have much time."

At this time, outside the door, Xue Qinghe walked in with Ning Fengzhi.

When Ning Fengzhi saw Emperor Xue Ye's condition, his eyes widened in surprise.

He stepped forward quickly and reached out to grab the pulse point of Emperor Xue Ye's left wrist.

"How could this happen? His Majesty has actually run out of gas and is about to lose his vitality. How could it be..." Ning Fengzhi said in disbelief.

But now, Emperor Xueye's life is hanging by a thread. How can he bear it?

Xue Ye looked at Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe, her eyes turned, and she suddenly showed a trace of kindness. She sighed softly, "Qinghe, Lao Ning, please retreat. Xue Beng, you stay."

"Yes, Father." The three people responded quickly, saluted respectfully, and retreated.

The two retreated outside.

At this time, Ning Fengzhi looked at Xue Qinghe and asked, "What's going on? Is this old guy going to pass the throne to Xue Beng?"

Xue Qinghe sneered and said: "Xue Beng is nothing. As for what that old guy Xue Ye said to Xue Beng, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that the emperor of the Tiandou Empire will be me!"

As he said that, Xue Qinghe walked into the room. At this time, Emperor Xue Ye and Xue Beng were immediately startled and looked at Xue Qinghe.

"Qinghe, what are you going to do? Didn't I ask you to get out?"

Emperor Xueye looked at Xue Qinghe weakly and asked.

"What to do? Of course, seize the throne!" Xue Qinghe said.

As soon as these words came out, Emperor Xueye was instantly shocked. He looked at Xue Qinghe and said, "Qinghe, is it really you? Did you give me the poison??"

His originally calm gaze suddenly turned sinister.

He never imagined that it would be his own son who poisoned him.

Xue Qinghe snorted coldly, "So what? You loser, you should have died a long time ago. Do you still think you can still rule the government? It's simply a wishful thinking. I am the real prince of the Tiandou Empire. I work hard for the Tiandou Empire, I thought you were going to pass the throne to me before you died, but I didn’t expect that you would pass it on to a loser like Xue Beng. Hahahaha, it’s so ridiculous and sad!”

"Since you won't give it, then I will seize the throne and become the only emperor in Tiandou City."

"Xue Beng, get out of here, this throne is mine."

Emperor Xue Ye looked blankly at the Xue Qinghe in front of him, and a deep chill burst out from his mind.

He had no idea that his own son, whom he had single-handedly promoted, would treat him like this.He never expected that in these years, the sons he had cultivated would actually become ambitious and murder the royal family.

Xue Beng clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into his palms, and bright red blood dripped on the ground.

"Brother Qinghe, why did you do this? Why? Why did my father treat you so badly that you wanted to kill my father? My father will treat you with kindness and kindness and pave the way for you to ascend to the throne. My father passed the throne to me. Is there something wrong?"

Xue Qinghe sneered, "Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of inheriting the throne?"

Xue Beng stood there gritting his teeth, his eyes filled with anger, "I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Xue Qinghe glanced at Xue Beng with disdain, "What? You want to avenge your father? Haha, Xue Beng, if you want to die quickly, then you can give it a try. I'm sure that as soon as you take action, I will I can kill you."

At this moment, Emperor Xue Ye suddenly sat up and looked at Xue Qinghe: "You are not Xue Qinghe, who are you?"

This statement was beyond words, and Xue Qinghe's eyes showed surprise, and then he burst into laughter, "Father, you finally recognized it. Yes, I am not Xue Qinghe. My name is Qian Renxue, and I am Wu People from the Soul Palace.”

Emperor Xueye looked at him and was silent for a long time, "Martial Soul Palace, it really is Soul Palace."

At this time, Emperor Xueye slowly stood up, and the poison in his body seemed to be gone.

Xue Qinghe looked at Emperor Xue Ye in great shock and said, "Your poison?"

At this moment, Emperor Xue Ye calmly said: "Sect Leader Ning has known for a long time that you are not Xue Qinghe, so he has discussed countermeasures with me a long time ago, just to lure you into taking the bait!"

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe was extremely shocked and immediately said: "How is this possible?"

He simply couldn't figure out why Xue Ye and Ning Fengzhi would join forces to lie to him.

Ning Fengzhi walked in slowly, looked at Xue Qinghe and said, "I'm sorry, Your Highness the Saint."

"Ning Fengzhi, you, you dare to betray me? Aren't you worried about your daughter's safety?" Xue Qinghe roared hysterically.

Ning Fengzhi looked at him and said calmly: "Of course I am worried, so I tried my best to save my daughter, so I thought of a good way, that is to capture you and then use you in exchange for my daughter!"

"You are the saint of Wuhun Palace. I think Qianye will not let you die easily!"

Ning Fengzhi immediately smiled.

At this time, Xue Qinghe immediately said: "Do you think you can threaten me like this?"

"Come on!"

Following Xue Qinghe's order, two titled Douluo appeared immediately.

These two titled Douluo are at least eighty years old, and they are both strong men Tang San has never seen before.

The old man on the left is two meters tall, and his slender figure is as straight and sharp as a javelin. After releasing the martial spirit, his body has not changed in any special way, but there is an extra snake spear in his hand.

About two feet long, the spear is curved and bifurcated at the sharp point like a snake letter. The whole body of the snake spear is purple, with two yellow, three purple and four black. Nine frightening soul rings surround this snake spear.

This titled Douluo gave people the impression that only the snake spear flew out, and no one was there. (End of chapter)