Turning misfortunes into good fortune starts with seizing the direct descendants in Kowloon

Chapter 83: Changes in the situation, changes in the world

Jin Palace.

Lu Guangjing leaned on the Taishi chair, shaking the wine bottle held between two fingers, his eyes lazily, as if waiting for something.

"It's almost time."

Soon, a snow-white fox fell from the sky. It was extremely elegant. Its body changed as it walked, and soon turned into a tall woman with arm armor and a fox face mask. She walked straight in front of him from the door of the mansion. , clasping fists respectfully:

"Your Highness, everything goes well. Wang Zhaoyan and the sixth prince Lu Mingyuan are both unconscious. They seem to have settled down."

As soon as he said this, many people around him showed expressions of admiration.

Su Qin, the poison warrior beside him, smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Your Highness, once the third prince and the sixth prince are eliminated, there will be only five princes left. Except for the eighth prince, Lu Yunqing, the other princes are nothing to be afraid of."

Even Lu Guangjing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and chuckled:
  "Everyone in the world is afraid of something. For example, those immortal forces are afraid that the Great Yan Dynasty will cut off their incense temple. Even Confucian saints are afraid that their doctrines will not prevail in the major dynasties, and their cultivation will not be able to go further. , his position in the Confucian temple is not guaranteed."

"Lu Mingyuan's biggest weakness is women. As long as he uses his mother, whom he has always been in awe of, to break his Taoist heart, everything will fall into place."

"He will be trapped in self-reproach for the rest of his life."

Poison Master Su Qin flattered him and said, "As expected of Your Highness, there are no omissions."

"Is there anything your Highness is afraid of?" Gong Yanghu on the other side was very curious.

As soon as he said this, he realized that he had made a mistake.

This question should not be asked.

However, Lu Guangjing seemed to be in a good mood and did not argue with him. Instead, he smiled lightly and said:

"Is there anything that I am afraid of? I have to say that there is, but I have never encountered it before. I hate failure the most. Since I was a child, everything I want to achieve and do, there is nothing I can't do. .”

To the people around him, these words sounded like military morale.

Of course, he made it up for his subordinates to listen to.

There was something he feared in his heart, but how could he tell his subordinates.

There was only one thing that Lu Guangjing didn't want to see in his life.

That is, your own knowledge and planning cannot defeat or overwhelm the gentleman behind you. In this case, you will become the opponent's puppet.

That gentleman's name is Xun Yu, and he is the eldest disciple of the Yasheng Sect. He is extremely capable and has no tricks left. He can destroy the dynasty with one plan and cause millions of people to die. The gentleman is the target that he has been chasing all his life.

He was influenced by the Dragon Slaying Technique and did not want to be manipulated by anyone, including the gentleman behind him.

Now, if we want to fight for the throne, we have to rely on the strength of Mr.

If there is a chance in the future, he will definitely get rid of the other party.

suddenly.

A certain moment.

Lu Guangjing's eyes flashed, he stopped shaking the wine bottle, his face turned pale.

"Wow!"

He suddenly smashed the wine bottle in his hand on the ground, took a step forward, the dazzling vermillion literary energy flying around his body, and the azure blue Dao Qi surged out with menacing momentum. He knocked the fox-faced woman to the ground with a slap, and flipped over in mid-air. Circle, fall heavily.

This scene made everyone present dumbfounded and silent.

Lu Guangjing stared in the direction of the palace, his face suddenly turned pale, his lips trembled, and he murmured: "This is impossible!"

Finally, he lowered his head and looked at the fox-faced woman. Her beautiful face was horribly distorted, and he said in a gloomy tone: "Trash! You can't even do a small thing well, you are lying to me! That kid Lu Mingyuan is obviously alive." Good!"

Blood was drawn from the fox-faced woman's mouth, and blood stains flowed down the mask. She lowered her head and said, "Impossible. My subordinates saw the two of them lying on the ground. Concubine Wang's clothes were messy, and Lu Mingyuan was still naked."

Lu Guangjing was about to have an attack, when suddenly fear and unwillingness appeared in his eyes, and his heartbeat suddenly lost control.

In an instant.

"puff!!"

With his Tao heart broken, his blood surged from his chest and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood!

He fell back on the Grand Master's chair, quickly made a seal in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Calm down and feel at ease."

This mouthful of essence and blood made his aura become much weaker.

"come over."

He commanded the fox-faced woman with an expressionless expression.

The fox-faced woman could only crawl over slowly.

Lu Guangjing's eyes showed a sharp look, he grabbed her hair and pushed her to the ground!

"Because you didn't do things well, I fell into two realms!"

He roared while exerting force.

"He broke my king's mind!!"

"Part of my dragon luck has dissipated, and it's all because of you, a loser!"

The people around him seemed to be unable to stand it any longer, so they spoke out to persuade them:
  "Your Highness, as long as we spread rumors about the Sixth Prince and his mother and concubine, can we make up for it?"

Lu Guangjing's face rarely lost any trace of elegance, and his expression was ferocious. He clenched his right hand into a fist and said, "Do you want me to become a mortal? And that's not the point! The point is that he's not dead!"

"I want him to die!"

At this moment, everyone present fell into silence.

They didn't dare to mess with His Highness who failed. Their lives are all in His Highness's hands and they cannot disobey.

It was decided from the moment I joined the Infernal Affairs Party.

It's rare to see His Highness so angry.

At the same time, this was also the first time His Highness's plan failed and he suffered a big loss.

Not only has his realm plummeted, but his dragon luck has also been reduced.

The Dragon Slaying Technique practiced by His Highness, every word and action is extremely important. You can only win, not lose. Victory can swallow up the luck of others and strengthen yourself. Failure will suffer the backlash of luck until you fall and die.

The fox-faced woman lying on the ground was motionless, and her face could not be seen. It was unknown whether she was disfigured or not. All she could see was gurgling blood flowing from behind the mask.

Recently, the Dragon Movement in Great Yan has been turbulent, and the country's destiny has been declining. This is a turning point where prosperity must decline. Countless pairs of eyes in the entire Middle-earth world are looking at the Imperial City.

New variables have arisen, and many national dynasties have raised their inner ambitions.

Dashuang Dynasty.

On the snow-capped mountains is a crystal-like palace.

At the bottom of the mountain were densely packed corpses of soldiers. In the smoky battlefield, groups of ice shark warriors armed to the teeth were like bulldozers, completely blasting open the gate of the royal city.

"Boom!"

A streak of blue sky fire fell straight down, vaporizing all the thousands of soldiers guarding the gate of the royal city.

A towering silver frost giant dragon leaned down, but the ferocious dragon stopped obediently in front of a tall young man in the army wearing a high crown and green clothes with big sleeves.

Next to him was a handsome, god-like monk in white, with delicate eyebrows and a smile on his lips.

"Amitabha, congratulations to the crown prince, the five-hundred-year destiny change is coming soon. The fate of the Great Yan country is gloomy, and the king has a good chance to claim the destiny. Now that the Golden Frost King has been eliminated, we only need to deal with the weakest Little Frost King, and the throne will be close. So close.”

Prince Yinshuang nodded: "Thanks to Master Wuchan's support, according to the agreement, Yinshuang Congress will treat the seven ancestors of Buddhism as guests of the state religion."

The white-clothed monk looked in a certain direction, his smile unchanged: "There seems to be some excitement in the east. Once the prince has solved the Little Frost King, the poor monk will go on a trip to have a look."

Golden Crow Country.

The yellow sand is rolling, and the sounds of ancient countries are ringing from the royal capital. There are faint crows of golden crows and purple clouds thousands of miles away.

The eldest princess of the Golden Crow Kingdom, with her face covered by white gauze, her temples combed lightly, her eyes like autumn water, wearing a gilt three-legged black and white dress, lingering on the ground for a long time, looking at the three-legged Golden Crow Cauldron with dazzling light in front of her.

The sword tomb on the hill behind the royal capital was buzzing.

A dazzling ancient flying sword was sacrificed from the three-legged golden crow cauldron.

Exuding terrifying power that was shocking to the world, all the monks in the capital looked in the direction of the Golden Crow Palace.

The eldest princess looked at the middle-aged man in a long gown beside her with a blue scarf on her head, her eyes showing hope:

"Master Emperor, can the Confucian Temple really save the Golden Crow?"

The middle-aged man in a long coat said with a smile: "As the saying goes, if there is no way to govern the world, the country will not follow the ancient laws."

"If the Golden Crow Dynasty wants to get rid of the current situation, it can only follow our legalist saints, reform the laws, get rid of the weakness, enrich the country and strengthen the army, so that it can stand out among other countries."

The eldest princess sighed: "Golden Crow Dynasty, this is how long ago it was called."

The Holy Kingdom of the Underworld.

The northern country is desolate, with altars under construction everywhere. Thin people dragging chains on their hands and feet, carrying huge pieces of wood, pass by the majestic altars that have been built.

Many black-robed Taoists were sitting around the altar, as if they were performing some kind of ceremony.

Until groups of large wolf riders galloped over, breaking the silence, and black flags were planted in every city within a radius of thousands of miles.

The wolf rider is headed by an evil and charming woman.

Wearing a scarlet blood skirt that only reached the top of her thighs, her long white legs and strong and toned waist were all exposed to the air. There was only a piece of red cloth on her chest. Her breasts were firm and white flowers were vaguely exposed. On her bare feet, five Only the red fingernails flickered slightly.

The high ponytail kept swaying along with the running of the giant wolf. A pair of green demonic pupils emanated from the eyes. There were various gemstones on the collarbone and head. The flower mother-of-pearl composed of colorful agate pendants covered half of the face, and the red lips were drooling. , any man will be unable to restrain his desire when he sees her.

What a gorgeous witch.

She clenched her big hand, and the sharp golden fingertips emitted golden light, turning into a gorgeous golden rain, penetrating into the bodies of every black-robed Taoist, and all of them fell down.

"Master God Envoy, even if you are the high priest, you cannot do this. Do you want to resist the order of the king?"

Seeing groups of wolf riders breaking into the altar and interrupting the Taoist priests present, a Taoist priest in black above the altar angrily yelled.

"Without the order of this divine envoy, even the Lord of Shengming Kingdom cannot perform blood sacrifices and open the heavenly gate privately. As a goddess, I am qualified to do so."

The evil and charming woman said coldly.

With her arrival, many people knelt down and said with tears:
  "Welcome the high priest!"

"Welcome the high priest!"

"Welcome the high priest!"

The black-clothed Taoist looked gloomy and his tone was no longer polite: "Wigong Yu, do you want to rebel?"

"So what?"

A cold voice sounded.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, there was a scream and a clawing sound. The black-clothed Taoist looked shocked and saw that his head had been separated.

(End of this chapter)