Marquis of Grand Xia

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Heavenly Demon Imperial City, in front of the Third Prince's Mansion, the emperor descended, and the air pressure suddenly dropped.

Facing the pressing of the Seventh Demon Emperor step by step, a black token appeared in Xuanqing's hands. Suddenly, the atmosphere of the Emperor's Dao spread and blocked the Seventh Demon Emperor.

"Magic Order!"

The two magic emperors Qi Yao and Ba Huang saw the black tokens in the hands of the former, and their expressions were all sinking. The variables other than the accident made the two hesitate in their hearts.

Seeing the order of the Devil Emperor, such as seeing the Devil Emperor's deity, Kun Yi Demon Emperor's order, even if they can't easily violate it.

"Two uncles and nephews, if they do not do well, you may wish to wait for the father and emperor to return and make a decision. Now, I still ask the two uncles to embarrass my nephew."

Xuan Qing looked at the two demon emperors in the void, and was neither humble nor overbearing.

The cold color flashed in the eyes of the Seven Emperor Demon Emperor. After counting the interest, his right hand was lifted up, and a tremendous amount of magical energy appeared.

Above, the Eight Emperors Demon Emperor saw this, took a step forward, and immediately reached the front.

"Not impulsive."

Nianhuang Demon Emperor Ning Ning reminded, "He now has his brother's devil's order, and now we are shooting him, as if he offended the majesty of his elder brother, and it is better to lose it than to temporarily put him under house arrest. Brother handles it himself. "

Seven Emperor Demon Emperor heard, his expression became colder, he hummed, and his right hand flicked, the devil qi dispersed most of it, the residual magic breath spread, and the painting was in prison, completely closing the entire Prince's Mansion.

"From today, you will not be able to take half a step."

When the words fell, Qi Yao Yao Emperor looked at the three princes indifferently again, turned and walked into the void, disappeared.

"Xuan Qing, you can do it yourself."

The Eight Emperor Demon Emperors said lightly, and did not stay any longer, and the figure gradually dispersed and left the Imperial City.

Seeing the two Devil Emperors leave, Xuan Qing was relieved in his heart. Even with the Demon Emperor's bodyguard, facing the two emperor powers, this pressure was still unbearable.

Around the Prince's Mansion, magical energy surged, continually coiling, blocking all the retreat, unable to get in and out.

Xuan Qing's diffused magic barrier, his appearance did not change much, such a result, he had already guessed, so good, save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

In front of the Prince's Mansion, the forbidden army withdrew one after another, and the Demon Emperor personally blocked the Prince's Mansion. They no longer need to stay.

Before leaving, the four imprisoned army leaders had seen the white prince in front of the Prince's Mansion. There were doubts in their looks. So many things have happened these days. Although the third prince barely kept himself, he still caused great trouble to himself. What did the third prince do for these things?

Is it just to fight the crown prince's forces?

The four imprisoned military leaders left in doubt. Now that the imperial city is in chaos, they will have a lot of things to deal with, and they cannot waste time here.

On the streets of the Imperial City, after seeing what happened in front of the third Prince's Mansion in the distance, Ning Chen smiled indifferently and turned away.

The two devil emperors really failed to take Xuan Qing away, and the third prince could stand up in this brutal struggle for imperial power.

In the palace of the Nine Nether Kings, the demon spirit was surging in the palace. After the farce of the Imperial City, the figure of Xuan Nine Nine also faded away and disappeared.

Heavenly Devil Ancestral Land, the incarnations of the Seven Demon Emperors and Eight Wild Demon Emperors return, the breath hides into the body, and the pressure gradually converges.

"Father emperor, uncle!"

Xuan Zhen looked at the violent demon qi in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Did the death of the fifth and twelfth brothers be like that!"

"If you can find evidence of Xuanqing's cruelty to the prince, I and your uncle will naturally take the lead for you. If you can't, you don't need to say more."

In the depths of the ancestral land, the voice of the Eight Emperor Demon Emperors came out, and a moment later, a powerful force swayed away, directly flying Xuan Zhen Zhen out of the ancestral land. Out of the land of Heavenly Demon Ancestor, Xuan Zhen stumbled to the ground, gazing at the front, more and more gloomy.

In any case, he did not expect that things would become like this. Now that the twelve younger brother is dead, who can prove that the third son is the murderer!

The anger was hard to suppress, Xuan Zhen's fists clenched, nails pierced his palms, and blood dripped.

After a long time, Xuan Zhen turned around and walked towards the imperial city.

Since the two devil emperors cannot do justice for him, then he can only use his own methods to govern his own way.

"Boom"

Above the sky, there was a thunderous thunder. After the thunder, the heavy rain poured down and fogged the whole world.

"Ah, it's raining."

In the Prince's Mansion, Shi Qing ran to the palace with his head in his eyes, watching the downpour in front of him, and anxiously said, "Your highness went out without an umbrella."

Aside, Shi Yu turned and walked into the hall, took an oil-paper umbrella, and quickly walked outside the hall.

"Wait for me!"

Seeing this, Shi Qing hurried back to the hall and rushed into the heavy rain after taking the paper umbrella.

On the streets of Huangcheng, the white hair figure stepped forward, the heavy rain fell, and wet a plain clothes.

"Your Highness."

In the rain curtain, Shi Yu quickly walked up and covered the umbrella over the former.

Seeing the two of them, Ning Chen smiled, "Let's go back to the house."

The three of them moved forward and gradually disappeared into the rain curtain.

"boom!"

In the sky, thunder cut through the sky, and the light was dazzling, illuminating the dim world.

"Ready to act."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Under the dim rain, a black figure kneeling halfway down, everyone's body filled with magic energy, powerful and abnormal.

Ahead, Xuan Zhen looked at the gradually darkening sky, and the killing in his eyes became clearer.

Inside the imperial city, Xuan Mo looked back and looked at the sky, frowning slightly.

Ominous premonition, he always felt that something had to happen tonight.

At night, the thirteen crown princes, Ning Chen sat in the palace, under the lights, a roll of portraits spread on the table, the picturesque women, more beautiful than flowers, intoxicating.

"Xin Yu, wait again."

Ning Chen looked at the woman in the painting and said gently, "One thousand years, not too long, your husband is now about to enter the red dust realm, live longer, and can wait until the day you return, just."

Speaking of which, Ning Chen glanced at his white hair and smiled, "I am old, and you may not recognize your husband by then."

The beating lights reflected the woman on the picture scroll, the figure of plain clothes before the lights, the face was the same as before, however, the white hair was ruthless for years.

In a hundred years, Huafa was born early.

"Your Highness."

Outside the palace, Shi Yu came and brought a bowl of **** soup and said, "Your highness has just been caught in the cold, drink some **** soup."

Ning Chen recovered, looked at the woman in front of her, nodded gently, and said, "Thank you, let it go, you and Shi Qing also drink a bowl to drive away the cold."

"Ok"

Shi Yu nodded and said, "There is a slave-servant in Shi Qing and he will deliver it later. Your Highness drank it first. It won't work when it gets cold."

Ning Chen gave a helpless smile, took Jiang Tang and sipped it out, turned the bowl back, and said, "Okay, go ahead."

"The slave-servant resigns."

Shi Yu surplus and turned away.

In the backyard, in the compartment, Shi Qing wrapped in a quilt sitting on the bed, bored and dazed, smirking from time to time.

With a squeak, the door opened, Shi Yu walked with Jiang Tang, looked at Shi Qing on the bed, and said, "Shi Qing, come and have a bowl of Jiang Tang."

"Did you drink it?"

Shi Qing raised her head, looked at the former, and asked curiously.

"Drink."

Shi Yu responded softly.

"Drink just fine."

Shi Qing smiled happily and took Jiang Tang's sip.

Not long after, Shi Qing finished **** soup, put the bowl down and smiled, "Shi Yu, what is your highness doing?"

"Look at the portrait."

Shi Yu put away the bowl and answered.

"portrait?"

Shi Qing asked curiously, "Is it still that pretty and beautiful sister?"

"Ok"

Shi Yu nodded and said.

Envious of Shi Qing's face, he said, "I don't know who the elder sister is, so that your highness is so concerned."

Shi Yu shook his head gently, and said, "I don't know, it may be your sweetheart."

"Oh"

Shi Qing lightly said with a smile, "I used to think that the saint of the Fox family is already the most beautiful person in the world, and now, I think His Highness's best talent is the best.

"Okay, don't flatter me, your Highness can't hear it."

Shi Yu smiled and said, "Resume early, you are cold, you can't pedal the quilt at night."

"understood."

Shi Qing lay down wrapped in a quilt, forced his eyes, and smirked inexplicably.

Looking at the smirk on the former's face, Shi Yu didn't ask much, and stepped forward to blow out the candlelight and walked out of the room.

In front of the room, Shi Yu had just closed the door. Suddenly, a sound of a piano sounded in his ear, and it was so strange from the front hall.

Shi Yu's face was surprised, did His Royal Highness even understand piano art?

"Boom, boom, boom"

On the streets of the Imperial City, beats were heard more loudly, and the sounds of Sanchang were heard, and the King of Kings ordered his life.

All sides of the imperial city, the sound of black clothes passed by, and the scimitar crossed, just like a sickle of death, relentlessly harvesting life.

With his way back to his body, the angry and irresistible Prince of Heavenly Demon, eventually went to extremes, to kill, but also to kill.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The beat was spread all over the imperial city, so loud, even the sound of the pouring rain could not be covered.

In the thirteenth Prince's Mansion, in the front hall, Su Yi's white-haired voice touched the piano, and the **** piano in front of him was awesome.

The white tiger artifact, the king of the king, sounded again after a hundred years.

The sound of Miao Miao's piano came from the Prince's Mansion, mixed with the sound of rain, and gradually became inaudible.

However, under the scimitar, the grievances of the innocent, looking at the direction of the thirteen Princes, his face was blank.

The sound of falling to the ground, the blood staining the earth, and the song of the king sent farewell.

In the north, the sacred place of the Wu people, on the central altar, Gouhuang looked at the three imperial cities in the distance and calmly said, "Heaven's heart, ready to send troops."

"Yes!"

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In the Three Emperors City, the sound of the piano reverberated, and the sound of the sound was mixed with the sound of rain, making it difficult to be clear.

"Do it!"

When the imperial city was in turmoil, Xuan Que looked at the kneeling figure in front of the palace of the Nine Princes, calmly said.

"Yes!"

Dozens of figures lead the life, and disappear in an instant.

The order was issued, and Xuan Que looked at the direction of the 13th Prince's Mansion, his expression condensed, and the elder thirteen, this time, the elder brother gave his life to bet with you.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In the fight of Sanchang, the parties in the imperial city, the killing broke out completely, and countless heads flew from the corpses, dyed vermilion.

In the thirteen crown prince's palace, the figure of plain clothes and white hair sits quietly.