The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 769 New Crown Prince Han Fei

That being said.

But Han Wangan is not an emotional person.

He is even a little unkind.

While feeling deeply saddened by Prime Minister Han's self-dedication, he never stopped walking. However, before he staggered across the threshold and left the palace, a huge and sturdy figure had already crossed the path. A beautiful parabola hit him.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

The commander of the Imperial Guard on the side shrank his pupils.

He cursed inwardly.

He was forced to stand in front of Han Wangan.

He pulled out the long sword from his waist, pointed it at the figure that looked like a boulder thrown by a trebuchet, and struck it with a single blow.

Then... it was as if it had struck a real hard stone. The sharp sword edge struck the skin, unable to break through the defense. Instead, Pei Ran's arm was broken by the figure hitting him down.

Fortunately, although the arm was broken, it also changed the flight path of the man from the sky, causing the man to hit the beams in the palace, smashing through three beams before being buried by the falling bricks and tiles. In ruins.

A puff of smoke dispersed in all directions.

There was a coughing sound in the hall.

Han Wangan's footsteps also stopped, and he turned around dumbfounded, looking at the ruins. Cold sweat had covered his back before he knew it, and he was blown away by the cold wind wrapped in smoke, which made his heart feel cold.

It's true that it's not safe inside.

It’s also true that it’s not safe outside.

Don't blame the emperors of all dynasties for targeting the world, chivalrous people using martial arts to violate the ban, and Confucianism using literature to disrupt the law. If it were you, can you accept that a few so-called "chivalrous people" broke into your home for no reason and wanted to kill you?

However, reality gave Han Wangan no chance to hesitate.

Before he could recover from the life and death of this "magical weapon descended from heaven".

A ferocious long sword wrapped in innate power flew over from outside the palace, directly attacking the Baiyue fire-controlling woman who suddenly rushed behind Han Wangan at some point, forcing her to block the sword with a mahogany hairpin and retreat three times in a row. Every step he took would crush the large green bricks on the ground.

While forcing this Baiyue woman back.

The ferocious long sword, spinning like a windmill, finally completed its mission, fell to the ground, and was inserted straight into the floor tiles behind Han Wangan.

Han Wangan understood what had just happened in the blink of an eye.

A Baiyue woman must be an enemy rather than a friend.

Then, this sword must be a friend rather than an enemy.

Coincidentally, the commander of the imperial guard also said just now that the person protecting Lao Jiu and Hong Lian was a swordsman. Even if he didn't know the name of the swordsman, he didn't know the name of this strange long sword with a blade like shark teeth. What name, just like he didn't know the name of the Baiyue woman who played with fire, but this did not affect his ability to find his own position and even clarify his position.

That's when.

Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, Zi Nu and Hong Lian flew up from the long steps. Under the vigilant eyes of more than a dozen imperial guards, they landed in front of the palace and faced Han Wangan who was about to go out across a threshold. see.

"presumptuous!"

"Why don't you get out of the way quickly!"

Han Wangan understood the lineup as soon as he saw it.

He knew Han Fei, the traitor.

At this moment, Han Fei was holding a broken sword, and a looming white-haired man covered in black energy stood behind Han Fei like a ghost.

Wei Zhuang's clothes were covered with blood.

He held the empty scabbard in his hand.

At a glance, he knew that the ferocious long sword behind him was the one he had just thrown.

Guren was fully clothed. There wasn't much blood on it either.

It's just that her pretty little face is a little pale.

I guess he was scared.

In addition, the purple-haired woman with a well-proportioned aura and no blood stains like Guren was transforming a snake-like chain sword back into a long sword. Judging from its condition, she should have come from behind to provide support.

It was she who just flew up holding Honglian in her arms.

Crossing dozens of meters, he landed outside the door of this palace.

In the past, Han Wangan would have found an excuse to reprimand Lao Jiu, a rebellious son, and suddenly took out two talents, especially Lao Jiu's own methods. He probably could also be a genius angel. After studying away from home for all these years, he would come back. In less than two months, we have accumulated so much strength. If the rebellious son Lao Jiu is allowed to stay in Xinzheng all the time, with Lao Jiu's unobtrusive skills, he may not know who has the final say in Xinzheng today. Woolen cloth!

Must beat!

But now...what a good son!

Regardless of whether these two innate masters listen to his orders or not, first of all, they are all members of this traitor, and this traitor is now on the same front with him, which means that these two innate masters are his own!

Although still at a numerical disadvantage.

But at least it gave him the confidence to speak.

And the opportunity that allows him to check and balance Ji Wuye within the available space is...

"Little Eleven, Little Twelve, you guys come to your father quickly!"

Han Wangan calmly waved to the trembling children, and when they stood in front of him under everyone's gaze, Ji Wuye and others did not want to stop them, and performed the stunt of changing their faces on the spot. He grabbed the bronze sword bent by the Wushuang Ghost from the ground with his backhand. It was the long sword that the guard commander had pulled out before he fractured his body. He had never used the weak internal strength in his body that was only third-rate. The courage attached to his arm, he saw four sword shadows passing by, and soon amid the screams, Han Wangan's faint explanation: "The Baiyue traitor broke into the palace without permission, and assassinated the eleventh son, Among the four crown princes including the Twelve Young Masters, including the crown prince, fourth prince and other princes who were previously killed by Baiyue traitors, in today's South Korea, the only remaining crown prince is the Ninth Young Master Han Fei. Han Fei, the Ninth Young Master, is named the new crown prince. Issue a reward order: whoever captures the first thief in Tianze will be awarded a title; whoever kills the first thief in Tianze will be rewarded with ten thousand gold; whoever captures the rest of the thieves will be rewarded with a thousand gold; and whoever kills the remaining thieves will be rewarded with a hundred gold!"

When he said this, Han Wangan stared into Ji Wuye's eyes.

The meaning is self-evident: I have killed all my remaining sons, leaving only Han Fei. I will not give you the chance to push the puppet king to the throne. If you have the guts, you, the general, will kill me, Han Fei. The king and the new crown prince Han Fei have been killed, and you will also be hunted by the other five countries. There are two innates here, and you can't keep the news away. However, I don't have to fight you to the death, I will give you a step. , you give me a step back, let's put the conflict under water and fight. No matter you win or I win in the end, it will not be like today. No matter what, there is still a chance to play. Otherwise, I am not afraid of death as a Korean king. , it depends on whether you, the general who lured the wolf into the house, dare to dig your own grave to bury me!

However, this is all Han Wangan's own entertainment.

It's a game with the air.

In fact, this is just a trap.

A trap created by Lin Chaoci.

It was also a trap that could help Han Fei legitimately become the prince.

"He is more suitable to be a disciple of Zongheng than me."

"This way of looking at people."

"This ability to manipulate people's minds."

Wei Zhuang communicated with Zi Nu expressionlessly, with a hint of admiration in his tone: "It is indeed true that the king of a country can personally remove all obstacles for the most annoying son and arrange a reasonable and reasonable way for a powerful minister to be eliminated. It is a very valuable lesson that can be used as a classic case by politicians to teach future generations of disciples."

"The scariest thing is that he is both yin and yang."

"It is evil to calculate people's hearts."

"Order the king of a country to kill his own children."

"Besides, he's very proud."

"Conquer the night and turn it into the sun."

"Without fighting, the blood-clothed soldiers will bow their heads."

"And, borrow Baiyue's sword."

Zinu chatted with Wei Zhuang calmly, and left the rest of the matter to Han Fei without saying a word, letting Han Fei control the situation on his own, mainly because Ji Wuye was hers, and Baiyue and Liusha also cooperated. The relationship will not cause trouble. If Han Fei had not considered the overall situation and did not want to rise to the top in one step, thinking that this was not conducive to his control of the Korean government and the public, they would have elected Han Fei as the new Korean king now. Therefore, if Han Fei is willing to play, let him Han Fei can play by himself. If Han Fei doesn't even have this ability, he is not worthy of becoming one of the four leaders of Quicksand. He just muttered a few words silently in his heart, following Wei Zhuang's thoughts, and his thoughts were a little complicated: "But this is the authentic one." Emperor's Art, what is his identity in his own world..."

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