They all want to kill me

Chapter 114 Cleared! (Thanks to the leader of the strongest ⑨ of the Lake of Fog)
"Do not--!"

The unparalleled sharp sword energy penetrated into the body, even with Zhou Di's incomparably tyrannical innate monster body at the moment, it was as irresistible as melting ice and snow.

With just one breath, his tyrannical body, which was more than two meters high, was wiped out.

Zhaoyang landed lightly, and the sword energy returned to her body again.

It's a pity that even after she awakens her bloodline, she still can't control the seed of true essence, and it will only be triggered when she is in danger.

And it can only be triggered once.

The seed of true essence that returned to her body was entrenched in the dantian, and then fell into silence.

She looked down at Huang Zhonglang's dead body on the ground, then turned and left without saying a word.

From today onwards, she is truly alone.

But she has a new goal.

"You said you would find a better tool than me, then let me see what your so-called better tool is like."

Not long after she left, a figure suddenly appeared next to Huang Zhonglang's body.

Huang Zhonglang's corpse slowly deformed, and finally turned into a big furry tail and merged into the man's body.

If Li Shuhong and Zhaoyang were here, they would naturally recognize him as Huang San, adopted son of Huang Zhonglang!

"Have you awakened yet?" Huang San muttered to herself, "We still have to wait. It's not the time yet."

Before the words fell, there was no trace of him here.

Prince Lu Qi tremblingly walked into Cheng'en Hall.

Just now he was preparing to host a banquet for the rest of the princes and princesses in the palace as usual, but his father's servant asked him to come here, saying that his father had summoned him.

In fact, he was very afraid of his father.

Because although the father is usually gentle, he can feel that the father is actually very indifferent.

He doesn't have the slightest affection for these princes and daughters, and this is especially true for him, the prince.

It stands to reason that the prince should have the qualifications to start a mansion and establish teeth, and he should do so after reaching adulthood.

But he is over [-] years old, but his father still didn't give him this right!

It even looks...his appearance is almost as old as his father!

In other words, the emperor seemed to be too young.

But although he usually has some small movements, he dare not not listen to his father's words.

When he walked into Cheng'en Hall, the gate closed behind him.

There is only faint candlelight in Cheng'en Hall.

"Father?"

Nothing could be seen clearly in the dark hall.

But the prince's heart tightened, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

He always felt that there was some ferocious beast. It seemed to be hiding in the darkness and watching him.

Suddenly he felt a chill on his neck, and raised his head subconsciously.

Then he saw the last scene in his life——that was a scarlet monster-like eye.

The prince left Cheng'en Hall and walked towards the East Palace.

He moved his neck, and there was deep fear in his eyes.

"It's really scary, even if it's just a random call, it can still drive me to a desperate situation. Or is it too impatient due to the influence of blood? It seems that the pawn did not explode as planned at the beginning and stimulated Zhaoyang's awakening. After that, I became impatient."

The prince at this time is naturally no longer a prince.

When he used the substitute to deceive that person before, the original source was already damaged.

With his prudence, how could he risk himself when he was not sure whether that person had really left?
After devouring the blood of the great demon, the corpse of the great demon became his trump card.

This time he went to Zhaoyang with the body of that big monster.

just never thought
"Strategy also needs strength to support it. With your strength, you don't care about any stratagem at all."

His expression was a little obscure.

Unexpectedly, he had already made such complete preparations, and in the end he became a little more urgent because the plan was about to succeed.

It may also have the influence of the blood of the great demon.

It's just that he didn't expect that person to leave a sword aura in Zhaoyang's body, even though he was separated by a big monster's body, that sword aura almost wiped out his body and spirit.

No, if he tried it himself, he might be dead by now.

If no new devourer is found after half an hour, he will surely die.

After choosing and choosing, the best candidate among those with his blood was the prince.

"cough"

He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood and his face was pale.

It's a pity that his origin was still severely injured, and even after devouring the prince, it was only slightly relieved.

After that, I am afraid that we will continue to rely on cannibalism to maintain our lives.

To recover from the injury, it will probably take about ten years. And it also depends on the chance.

"Strategy also needs strength to support"

He repeated this sentence again, with a look of unwillingness and envy on his face, "If I am as strong as you"

He cleared up his mood, regained his good-natured expression of a prince, and then walked towards the East Palace.

After entering the main hall and greeting all the princes and princesses, he was about to ask everyone to leave when two people walked in outside the main hall.

The one walking in front was of course the white-haired and red-eyed princess Lu Chaoyan of Zhaoyang, and behind her was the little eunuch Huang San.

The prince was startled, did he expose himself?
Do not!impossible!
He forcibly calmed down and said in surprise, "Zhaoyang? Your hair and eyes."

"It doesn't matter." Zhaoyang, who has reached the age of thirteen unknowingly during the journey for several months, stood with her hands behind her back, her eyes swept over the princes and princesses present, and said indifferently: "It seems that elder brother has never invited me to hold a family banquet." .”

The prince was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I will never forget it in the future."

At this time, a charming princess got up and walked towards Zhaoyang, wanting to push her, just like in the past, "You don't even look at this bitch, this is—"

Snapped--!
Zhaoyang raised his hand and slapped her, knocking her to the ground.

She covered her rapidly swollen left cheek, her eyes filled with disbelief, "How dare you hit me?!"

Zhaoyang looked at her calmly.

There was no emotion in those crimson eyes.

No, not just without emotion, but without even treating her as a human being.

She could only feel the biting coldness in Zhaoyang's crimson eyes.

A puddle of moisture spread, and she was so frightened that she lost control of herself.

"All go out."

Zhaoyang calmly gave a command.

The princes and princesses looked at each other in blank dismay, then got up and quickly fled the palace.

Zhaoyang looked down at the princess.

She subconsciously shuddered, ignoring the still wet long skirt, hurriedly got up and fled out staggeringly.

At this moment, only the crown prince, Zhaoyang and Huang San who followed Zhaoyang were left in the hall.

Only then did Zhaoyang raise his head to look at the crown prince who was sitting up.

He was in extreme urgency at the moment.

If it is exposed here, it will really die!

Zhaoyang walked in front of him slowly, and said calmly, "Brother, father is dead, do you have any thoughts?"

The prince shook his hand, and the wine cup he was holding fell to the ground.

"Do not be nervous."

Zhaoyang bent down to pick up the wine cup, and then poured a glass of wine for him, "Father died, and you were supposed to take over the throne. But now that there are internal and external troubles in the Great Zhou Dynasty, you can't suppress them. So my little sister has a idea."

She handed the wine cup to the prince, "Brother, let you pretend to be the emperor to lead the court, and then find a reason for the prince to die early."

Her crimson eyes stared at the prince calmly, "Brother, don't you want to drink the wine that my younger sister is toasting you?"

The prince's expression changed.

In the end, he compromised, "Of course I want to drink."

He took the glass of wine that should have been poisoned, gritted his teeth, raised his head and drank it down.

If he was really poisoned, he would have to drink it.

If the other party wants to control him, they won't kill him.

Coincidentally, he also needs time to recover, while accumulating strength and gathering past forces.

He needs time.

"Very good. After that, I will send someone to help you change your face. Remember to find a reason for the prince to die."

Zhao Yang turned and left.

The prince watched her leave, and then he let out a long sigh of relief, and then said without a deep face, "What kind of monster did you cultivate?"

Back in the Condensation Hall, Huang San was puzzled, "Your Highness, why don't you send someone of your own to pretend to be the Holy One? For example, uncle, he is also proficient in the method of illusion. If an outsider is allowed to control the throne, the servant may change in the future."

"It's better if there is a change." Standing under the peach tree, Zhaoyang stood with his hands behind his back. "These months of travel have made me understand a truth, that only strength is everything. There has never been a real superpower in the world." What a big commotion, that person made a fuss all the way, but those top forces kept silent strangely. Why is that?"

Huang San replied subconsciously: "Because the hero is too powerful, no one dares to take advantage of him."

"Maybe." Zhaoyang stretched out his hand to catch a falling peach petal, "It's just the throne, if you fight for the throne, you are in the game, and you can only see things clearly if you are outside the game. For example, my father Whether the emperor is really dead. So Bengong is still the unloved princess in the cold palace, that's all.

"Retire, I'm tired, I will invite Huang Jilang, Lu Shuang, Yan Tiezhu and others to come tomorrow, I have something to do for them."

"Yes, the servant will leave." Huang San saluted, then bent over and left the Condensation Hall backwards.

Zhaoyang twisted the peach petals in his hands and was dazed.

"Li Shuhong, what better tools will you find than mine? I'm curious and hope that when we meet again, your tools won't let me down."

　Thanks to the leader of the strongest ⑨ of the Lake of Fog~
　　Thank you Ma Xiaotiao~ for the helmsman~
　　Thank you for your rewards~
　　Thank you very much~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)