Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 756: Tiaohulishan

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"absurd!"

Uncle Bai coldly yelled:

"Using the burial of the dragon sky as a test, the selection of the next king of Lu is a heritage that has been passed down through generations. How can it be changed as soon as it is changed?"

"Furthermore, a handwriting..."

"Who can testify that it was written by the prince himself?"

He was obviously anxious, forgetting his respect and order, even the princess directly questioned what he said.

But this is also normal.

As soon as the sons and grandchildren have already entered the Dragon Burial Heaven, even if King Lu dies frequently at this time, he should not tamper with the decision he has made.

Who knows if the re-elected successor ghost died in the Dragon Burying Heaven.

This incident is not normal no matter how you look at it.

"That said," Lang Zhenghou said slowly with one hand wiping his beard:

"But the handwritten script does have the breath of a prince, and the prince wrote that Princess Yun killed her, and no one else can do anything about it."

"It would be fine if Cheng Tianhou was victorious in Burying Dragon Heaven."

"If not..."

He looked at Emperor Ku with deep meaning in his eyes:

"I'm afraid there will be trouble."

"Trouble?" Di Yu stood up with a cold face:

"Dragon Burying Heaven and death fight are witnessed by your uncles and ghost kings from all sides. I don't believe that a single person can change it."

"San Bo!"

He bowed his hand towards Lang Zhenghou, and said:

"I hope you will be fair!"

"The lord of the palace is polite." Lang Zhenghou hurriedly got up, stretched out his hand to support the emperor, and said:

"This Hou is acting according to the rules, but among the Lords and Ghosts, there is no shortage of people who have a close relationship with Princess Yun and Chengtian Hou."

"If there is a trouble, I am afraid that King Lu will no longer be able to bear it!"

External troubles are imminent, and King Lu's body is falling, if he adds internal fighting, no matter who wins or loses in the final result, it will not be good for him.

At that time.

I'm afraid that King Lu's presence and absence are two different things.

At this time, don't ask to speak slowly:

"What if Cheng Tianhou is not there?"

"Not here?"

Uncle Bai and Diju's expressions moved, Lang Zhenghou raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, the different colors in his eyes flashed away, and then he spoke without hurriedly:

"No matter what, Lord Hou did not have an accident."

"call…"

Di Ku took a deep breath and said dullly:

"This matter is of great importance, and the princess has this heart. I am afraid that she has already taken over Chengtianhou and rushed to the Palace of Lu. We need to arrive before him."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I will lose the opportunity."

Once Cheng Tianhou took the handwriting of King Lu to announce his succession to the throne in advance, those who don't know the truth at that time will definitely regard him as an unsatisfied and deliberately making trouble.

"good."

Lang Zhenghou nodded:

"Palace lord, first go to the palace with this lord."

"Then convene the princes and ghost kings to discuss together, and first establish the name of King Lu, and don't miss important things because of the woman."

Don't ask for a slight movement in his eyes.

Apparently, this one was also uncomfortable with what the princess did, or had a bad relationship with Chengtianhou, and now he has completely taken refuge in Qifei Palace.

"good!"

Emperor Xu nodded:

"let's go!"

The plan has been determined, and the three ghosts and one person have soared into the air, turning into four cold rays of light, straddling the sky and flying towards the Royal Palace of Lu.

Escape the void leaving traces.

There was a flash of faint light.

Mo Qiu, who had already left, appeared in the void again, his eyes were cold, his body was full of aura, and an invisible knife intent spontaneously rotated around him.

Looking closely, he is slightly different at this time.

The breath is transparent and pure, as if there is no entity, and the yin wind will sway lightly when it blows through the flesh, and you can almost see the back.

Yuan Ying!

Mo Qiu who appeared in mid-air was his Nascent Soul.

The separation of Yuanying from the body is almost impossible for a monk who has just entered Yuanying, but Moqiu can do it, even without any problems.

"Zheng!"

Without the body, there are hundreds of swords.

The light of the knife trembled lightly, wrapping the whole body, the Yuanshen Heart Sabre Art revolved, and the light of the knife instantly crossed the sky and disappeared into the gloomy void.

...

"Huh!"

A bunch of ghosts such as Chengtianhou, Jiang Lianxian, Qin Qingrong, etc., are flying towards the Royal Palace of Lu by controlling the yin wind.

Buried Longtian and his party.

Although they have not lost much manpower, they have not been able to get ahead, and they have gained very little, so naturally they can't afford to speak up.

Especially Chengtianhou.

The contradiction between him and the emperor was at an early age, and now seeing that the emperor is about to fulfill his wish and inherit the throne of the Lu throne, he is even more frustrated.

When Emperor Yu becomes King of Lu...

It is unavoidable to use him to establish his prestige, when the time comes, it will be a life of nine deaths.

No!

It should be ten deaths without life.

"Master Hou!"

Suddenly, the front light flew by, and a ghost quickly approached:

"Master Hou, you are back."

"Huai Bo." Cheng Tianhou nodded towards the ghost:

"Are you here to pick me up?"

"Master Hou..." Huai Bo has been with the princess for thousands of years. He is an expert in observing words and expressions. After a glance, it is clear:

"Master Hou don't have to be discouraged. Even if Longtian's party fails to make a big success, we are not without a chance. The princess has a plan."

"You are fine, just fine."

"Have a plan long ago?" Cheng Tianhou's eyes moved slightly, and the soundtrack asked in confusion:

"It has been the rule of the Lu Kingdom for tens of thousands of years to determine the candidates of King Lu based on the harvest of the burial of the dragon. What else can the mother and queen do?"

"I don't mind if I lose, but I don't think that the emperor will win, he will inevitably retaliate against our mother and son in the future."

"Is it the Seven Fei Palace Emperor who won?" Huai Bo frowned, then shook his head:

"It doesn't matter, no matter who wins in the end, we will not lose. Lord Hou, let me see Lord Luo, and we will return to the palace together."

"Uncle is here!" Cheng Tianhou's eyes lit up:

"Where is he, quickly lead the way."

Lord Luo Heiye is the master of the Netherworld of King Lu, and the Megatron side has a secret relationship with King Lu, and is also the elder brother of Princess Yun.

Chengtianhou can have today, so much depends on this uncle.

"Yes."

Huai Bo should be, stretched out his hand to give in, and flew towards a mountain in the distance with the ghosts.

After a while.

An ingenious courtyard appeared in the perception of the ghosts, the courtyard stood on the top of the mountain, but it was more than three feet away from the ground.

Surprisingly, it was suspended in the air, a large movable ghost weapon.

In the courtyard.

Flowers, plants and trees are readily available, ghost servants walk in it, everything is in order, and it gives people an unknown sense of eerie horror.

The escape light fell in the backyard.

In the stone pavilion, a tall man with a cold face stood with his hands in his hands, it was Luojun Heiye.

"uncle!"

Seeing each other, Cheng Tianhou's face was moved, and he hurried to the front:

"My boy has seen my uncle!"

"Yeah." Hei Ye's cold face squeezed out a blunt smile, and he reached out to stroke Cheng Tianhou's head and nodded slowly:

"It's all right, it's all right."

"Uncle." Cheng Tianhou's eyes flushed when he heard this, and he removed his disguise in front of the other party, revealing a rare infantile gesture:

"It's my incompetence, I didn't win."

"It's okay." Hei Ye narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"Your mother had anticipated this matter, just in case, she had planned for a long time before you entered the Dragon Burying Heaven."

"Whether you succeed or not..."

"The position of King Lu cannot fall into his ghost's hands."

"But." Cheng Tianhou looked up and said:

"Based on the gains of Burying the Dragon Heaven to establish King Lu as a rule, this is a rule handed down. Father King Jinkou has been opened, so what can the mother do?"

"Humph!" Heiye hummed softly:

"Your father is dead."

"died?"

"what!"

"How could this be?"

Hearing this, all ghosts changed their faces.

Heiye didn't change his face, and continued:

"Before King Lu died, there was a handwritten letter to let you take over his position. This handwritten script has been confirmed by several ghost kings."

"so…"

He looked at Cheng Tianhou and said every word:

"You are the next King Lu!"

"I?"

Cheng Tianhou's complexion changed, only his heartbeat speeded up and ghost smoke fluctuated. Obviously, his mood at this moment was extremely unstable.

"No need to worry."

"No need to be afraid."

Heiye said muffledly:

"With me and your mother, you will be fine. It should be yours. No one can **** it, and no one can **** it."

He raised his voice, arrogantly.

The mighty power of the king of the lords made the surrounding area suddenly dark, the ghosts' breathing became stagnant, their heads lowered subconsciously, and they did not dare to look at the other side.

Ghost King Intermediate!

Qin Qingrong squinted her eyes slightly:

‘Furthermore, being a non-ordinary middle-level ghost king, Lord Luo can have a private relationship with King Lu, and his own strength is extraordinary. ’

"Yes!"

Cheng Tianhou came back to his senses, swept away the frustration in his heart, his face turned red and nodded:

"What my uncle said is that the position of King Lu should have been mine, and the kid of Emperor Ku has luck for a while, can he still be lucky for a lifetime."

"Oh!" Heiye raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Did the Seven Fei Palace win?"

"It's..."

"Unexpectedly."

He didn't know what he had thought of, his face was slightly gloomy, and his brows were slightly frowned. Only after a while, he came back to his senses and waved:

"No matter who it is, you can't stand in front of you. Let me go back to Prince Lu's mansion and take the position of Prince Lu first. UU Reading www.uukanshu.cOM"

"Yes."

Cheng Tianhou should be, just about to speak, his face suddenly changed.

"Who?"

Qin Qingrong's pretty face was cold, and she suddenly let out a low cry, a ray of sword light pierced the stone pavilion, like a sky-piercing lightsaber, piercing the void.

"Ding…"

A crisp collision sounded in the air, and the sword light burst as soon as it touched, a phantom flashed out, and then fleeed away.

"Want to escape?"

Qin Qingrong snorted coldly, her delicate body shook, and the ancestral temple secret technique was cast, and it instantly turned into a white mark across the sky, chasing after the phantom.

"do not!"

Luojun Heiye frowned and stretched out his hand to speak:

"Poor Komo..."

However.

The speed of his speech was far inferior to the speed of Qin Qingrong's hands. Before his voice fell, the two escape lights had already moved away one after another.

"Hey!"

Heiye shook his head helplessly, looked at the scene, and then said:

"You wait here, I'll come as soon as I go."

"Yes."

The ghosts should be.

The black leaf's long sleeves flicked lightly, the ghost image dispersed like a cloud of smoke, and reappeared, already dozens of miles away, and a few flashes were beyond the perception of the ghost king.

Although Qin Qingrong had just advanced to the Ghost King not long ago, because he had a friendship with Moqiu God, he was blessed by the third generation, and his background was not low.

Dunguang went all out, but Heiye couldn't catch up for a while.

After a while.

Qin Qingrong stopped in a dark ghost domain, swept around, and snorted slightly.

"Saint."

Heiye flees to the front and speaks slowly:

"That ghost is no longer?"

"Ok."

Qin Qingrong nodded:

"He ran away very quickly, and suddenly disappeared."

"Sudden…"

Hei Ye was taken aback for a moment, and then his face suddenly changed:

"not good!"