Although Da Liang gathered a million-strong army to deal with him, Xiao Wuji was not afraid at all.

He has only one real enemy, and that is the Bodhi Monastery Gangxiang.

As long as he can kill Gang Xiang, no one can stop his path of revenge.

As long as Xiao Wuji kills the royal family of the Xiao clan of Da Liang, then at that time, this million-strong army will be his Xiao Wuji’s trophies.

“Xue Hua, send a signal and let the people of Jinyiwei come to meet us.”

Xiao Wuji said lightly.

“Obey!”

Xue Hua nodded, grabbed a carrier pigeon from the iron cage behind him, and put it in the air.

The carrier pigeons spread their wings and soared, flew high into the air, cried a few times, and soon disappeared.

It was familiar with the road, crossed the million-strong army, and flew into the upper capital.

Great beams on the capital, in the imperial palace.

A large hall is filled with wine and food.

A high-ranking person with a strong air was feasting.

They are all lords of Da Liang, all of them have noble status and great power.

The wine banquet is staggered, and the glass is pushed for the lamp.

In the middle aisle of the palace, there are dancers dancing and scratching their heads.

The king of the clan disdained this, concentrated on drinking wine and eating meat, and glanced at the top of the hall from time to time, his eyes were “three, three, seven” fiery.

There was a clan king with lustful eyes, staring at the dancing Mai Ji, his index finger moved, and he had already prepared a wine banquet and found it to enjoy.

But while they look at Maihime, they also look at the top of the hall from time to time.

There was a dragon chair there, but there was no one on the dragon chair at the moment, it was empty.

Everyone knew that Liang Xiaoduo was dead.

It stands to reason that Xiao Duo died, and the one who is qualified to succeed to the throne should be Xiao Duo’s son.

Although Xiao Duo’s sons were also killed by Xiao Duotian, there were still four or five still alive and all qualified to succeed to the throne.

But as we all know, Xiao shook his tail and begged for mercy on Xiao Xuantian before he died.

In order to steal his life, he did not hesitate to insult the Xiao royal family and lost the face of the Xiao royal family.

Such a person is not worthy to be the emperor of Da Liang, and his descendants are not worthy of being the emperor of Da Liang.

In a fit of anger, Xiao Heng, the king of the seven swords, killed Xiao Duo’s wives and concubines, sons, daughters, and grandchildren, completely destroying Xiao Duo’s royal bloodline.

Now that the throne is vacant, these clan kings are qualified to compete for that supreme position.

This time, the clan king led troops into Beijing, in addition to obeying the order of Xiao Heng, the king of the seven swords, to protect Shangjing, they also had another purpose, that is, to compete for the imperial throne.

The thought of his possibility of becoming an emperor made many clan kings feel hot in their hearts.

Looking at the eyes of the other clan kings, they also turned cold.

The emperor is ruthless, and the imperial house is also ruthless.

Since ancient times, in order to seize the supreme position, there has been no shortage of fratricide and father and son killing each other.

Although these clan kings are all of the same bloodline, it is not necessary to say how close the relationship is to each other.

At this moment, they can still drink and eat meat at the same table, because they have Xiao Xuantian’s common enemy.

Once they successfully eradicated Xiao Qiantian, they would immediately turn against each other and kill each other in order to compete for the throne.

“Wait, the throne must be King Ben’s in the end.”

“These people shall submit to the feet of this king.”

“Finally, it’s King Ben’s turn to come out, Xiao Duo, that fool, really died too well.”

“Under the leadership of King Ben, Da Liang will definitely become the strongest country in the world, and eventually swallow the world!”

“……”

Many clan kings had different thoughts.

Although there are smiles on their faces when talking to each other, the attitude is kind.

But in fact, all of them are hypocritical people who are two-faced and three-knifed, hiding murderous intentions.

Deep in the forbidden palace, Xiao Heng, the king of the seven swords, was sitting cross-kneeled on a futon, and he was healing his injuries.

The true element forms a cocoon of light, enveloping it within.

There was a thumping sound in the light cocoon, as if the heart was beating.

After a long time, the light cocoon disappeared.

Xiao Heng dispersed his strength, snorted, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His face was still as pale as paper, and there was no trace of blood.

“Abominable!!”

Xiao Heng cursed secretly in a low voice, his eyes were gloomy, and his face was full of hideousness.

It had been almost a month since he was seriously injured by Xiao Xuantian.

During this time, Xiao Heng has been healing his injuries, and the heavenly materials and earth treasures of the royal family’s secret do not know how much he has eaten, but the injuries on his body have not improved in the slightest.

As soon as he was lucky, the internal organs and strange tendons and veins in his body were as painful as a knife cut.

The palm power and sword qi that Xiao Xuantian left in his body were too strong, and he couldn’t expel them at all.

That palm power and sword qi must be worn down over the years before it can be slowly dissipated.

After that, Xiao Heng’s injury will slowly improve.

Xiao Heng’s current state is too bad, even a rigid elephant cannot forcibly expel the palm power and sword qi in his body.

Once stimulated by external forces, palm power and sword qi will riot.

At that time, although he can expel the foreign force, Xiao Heng will also be injured.

Xiao Heng only has half his life left now, and if his injuries worsen, he will definitely die.

“If it doesn’t work like this, Xiao Xuantian will soon kill back.”

The more Xiao Heng thought about it, the more anxious he became.

He simply doesn’t have a slight bit of time to waste now.

He knew that Xiao Xuantian could make a comeback at any time.

At that time, it will be the great calamity of his Xiao royal family.

Although he had the help of the Bodhi Temple powerhouse, he did not dare to take it lightly.

Xiao Heng was not used to putting the chance to survive in the hands of others.

The mountain will fall, and the water will dry up.

Only by relying on oneself can you settle once and for all.

Bang bang.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the Forbidden Palace, and a soldier pushed the door and knelt in front of Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng asked, “How is the situation of the kings?” (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!) )

The soldier said respectfully: “The kings are feasting, singing and dancing…”

The soldier explained the situation of many clan kings one by one, and when he heard the Seven Swords King Xiao Heng’s brows, the last face was completely gloomy.

At present, many clan kings are actually in the mood to sing and dance, drunk and dream of death, and their eyes are on that chair, and they are still fighting in their hearts, without the slightest consciousness of joining hands to fight the great enemy.

“These useless waste! When did my Xiao royal family fall to this point? ”

Xiao Heng hated that iron could not become steel.

He was just in retreat for more than thirty years, and after he got out, he suddenly found that he didn’t understand Da Liang.

Xiao Duo, the emperor of Daliang, was a greedy and fearful of death.

The lords of the clan all over Da Liang are all wastes with low eyes and short-sightedness.

The scourge of extermination is imminent, and these people do not have the slightest sense of crisis.

Do they think that with a million-strong army guarding outside the city, they will be safe?

As soon as he thought of Xiao Xuantian and a pile of waste grandchildren who were about to be killed, Xiao Heng felt extremely tired and lonely, and there was an unprecedented desolation…

There are thousands of children of the Xiao royal family, but none of them are available.

The huge Xiao royal family was supported only by him.

Anger surged up, and Xiao Heng couldn’t help but spew out another mouthful of blood.

This time, Xiao Heng’s healing achievements in the past nearly a month were lost!

“Wang Ye, are you all right?”

When the soldier saw Xiao Heng vomiting blood, he immediately panicked and quickly stepped forward to help him.

Xiao Heng waved his hand and said, “No need, this king is fine.” ”

“You pass on the order of King Ben, so that all the lords of the clan come to the forbidden palace to see King Ben.”

Xiao Heng’s eyes were fierce, full of blood and killing intent, and said coldly: “Go and call them now, who dares to delay, take away the royal status, and kill them on the spot!” ”

The soldier was shocked by Xiao Heng’s murderous aura, and his face turned pale with fright, cold sweat broke out, and he trembled: “Yes… Yes, subordinates obey! ”

After speaking, the soldiers ran out of the forbidden palace and ran to the main hall to summon the message.

At the same time, Xiao Wouji and Xue Hua and Song Limin had successfully infiltrated the upper capital.

Upper Beijing West City, Streamer Villa.

This is the secret stronghold of Jinyiwei in Shangjing.

Xiao Wuji met Sima Lang, the fourth imperial protector, here.

“Thirteenth brother, the first time we met, I have been looking up to the daimyo for a long time.”

In the Streamer Garden, a middle-aged man laughed at Xiao Wuji with his fists in his hands.

“The fourth brother is good, the younger brother is polite.”

Xiao Wuji smiled and returned the salute with a fist, and naturally called the fourth brother.

Yes, he has another brother on his head this time.

Who made him the smallest?

Xiao Wuji looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, this was a very elegant man with a handsome appearance.

Although he is older, his temperament is more restrained, and at a glance, he knows that this person was a rare beautiful man when he was young.

Xiao Wuji had long heard that the appearance of the fourth imperial protector Sima Lang was the premier existence in Jinling City, and when he was young, he didn’t know how many Jinling noblewomen secretly agreed.

It is rumored that in order to rob Si 3.8 Marang, many noble women in Jinling City almost fought regardless of face.

Fight daddy, fight mother, fight background, fight family property.

In short, many Jinling noble ladies wanted to marry Sima Lang.

In the end, a royal county lord came out on top and successfully married Sima Lang as his wife.

It was rumored that Emperor Jingtai’s second princess also loved Sima Lang at that time and wanted to marry him, but unfortunately Emperor Jingtai refused.

Jinyiwei was the Prince of Heaven’s army, and the thirteenth taibao was the emperor’s confidant.

For this most trusted henchman, Emperor Jingtai can grant knighthoods, elixirs, and divine skill secrets; Grant glory and wealth, but only can’t let him be a princess.

Because the thirteenth taibao does the most dangerous tasks, one move will kill the soul.

Once the princess is married, won’t the princess become a widow after the death of the taibao?

In order to prevent this from happening, if Sima Lang married the princess, he must withdraw from Jinyiwei and no longer hold the position of taibao.

But then the emperor would lose a right-hand man.

Moreover, Sima Lang, as the fourth taibao, knew many secrets of the emperor and Jinyiwei, which meant that it was impossible for him to quit Jinyiwei for eternity.

Therefore, Sima Lang could not marry the princess.

So in the end, let a county lord successfully ascend to the throne and hold a beautiful man back.


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