It doesn't matter what the lord is.

On New Year's Eve, King Xi asked to see the king and confessed his mistakes in tears. Even the king could not help but be moved - this was his own son. Even if he had made a thousand mistakes, as long as he was willing to repent, the king would give him this chance.

But on New Year’s Eve, if you fail to get rid of the King of Night, the rest will naturally be unavoidable.

On this day, King Xi toasted the King for the first time.

After drinking a glass of wine, the king's eyes went white and blood kept pouring out of his mouth and nose. The king was unconscious and unable to issue any orders. King Xi threatened his own father's life and negotiated further with the core members of the Jinyiwei. The Jinyiwei just wanted to get the antidote as soon as possible, and they ignored King Xi's reasonable requests.

Reasonable requirements include:

First of all, no news could be leaked to the outside world and they had to claim that the king had been assassinated.

Secondly, quickly investigate and bring to justice the murderer, and tell the guards that the King’s life is at stake. If the murderer is not caught, His Majesty will get angry and nothing can be done to save the situation.

The Jinyiwei present nodded in agreement.

Their ideas were simple. King Xi had no power in the capital, and at most he had to threaten the king's life to control the situation. But if it dragged on, either King Xi would take out the antidote, or His Majesty the King would not be able to escape.

No matter what the result is, the Jinyiwei present can quickly control King Xi and use him to complete their tasks. It is best if the king is alive. If he dies, King Chao will take this position instead.

Afterwards, King Xi made one last request - to identify the murderer as Jin Ling.

Because Jin Ling had helped Wu Mi to investigate the case of 300,000 disaster victims in Tianyue Mountain, and was originally on the opposite side of King Xi, the Jinyiwei only thought that he was seeking revenge and did not think much about it. Little did they know that after Jin Ling was imprisoned, King Xi's confidants secretly sabotaged the formation and let in foreign aid. King Xi did hand over the antidote, but the sudden arrival of the giant dragon caught everyone present off guard, and the Jinyiwei and others could only hastily take the king to flee.

The further away you can get, the better.

It doesn't matter if the capital is destroyed. As long as the king is still alive, the royal family will not fall.

Because he is the King of eternal heaven.

King Xi didn't care about this matter. He changed into a brand new robe, held the scepter, and walked towards the magnificent throne.

The scenes of compromising over the years came to his mind.

"Your Highness, Prince Xi, Your Highness, Prince Xi...!"

He silently recited this title, and suddenly covered his face with his hands, smiling in a pale and creepy way:

"Over the years, no one has ever treated me as a highness!! I was only born a few hours later than that useless brother, just a few hours! Why doesn't anyone want to take a look at me? Why are my efforts always someone else's appendages? I don't want to live in your shadows anymore. I don't want to run around for you anymore. I've figured it out. I'm just a puppet. I want to be the supreme king of the Eternal Kingdom!"

He raised the golden scepter inlaid with diamonds, walked towards the throne step by step, stroked it, panted, and finally sat on it. At the same time, he grabbed the crown beside him and put it on his head.

At this time, it was just dawn.

The red sunlight fell at his feet.

No one cheered for his coronation, and no one knelt before him.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in King Xi's mind:

"Satisfied, right?"

King Xi raised his head and saw an extremely huge dragon stopped beside the palace. The magnificent palace was only as high as him, and the silver-gray dragon was as oppressive as a mountain. Now, the dragon's cyan eyes were staring at King Xi who was sitting on the throne.

What just appeared in King Xi's mind was the information that the dragon directly conveyed through its thoughts.

King Xi laughed and replied:

"Of course. It's really comfortable to sit here. What are you going to do next?"

The dragon did not open its mouth, but King Xi still "heard" its cold and ruthless voice directly:

"Kill the royal family. If you really want to enslave a group of people, you must first cut off those things on their heads that can be used as flags. This way, there will be no one person who can command the support of the whole group. For humans, this flag is your royal family."

King Xi raised his head and said in shock:

"But this is different from what we discussed before..."

The dragon did not look at him, but looked down at the capital city which was gradually reduced to a sea of ​​fire and said:

"Before? I'm old now, and I don't remember what I said before. What we need to do now is to eliminate the last rebels and turn you into livestock. Oh... you are also a member of the royal family, although I can't remember your name. Sitting in that position means that you also have the power to give orders. In this case... you are no longer needed."

King Xi jumped down from the throne, his red eyes bulging, and said loudly:

"You promised to help me control the situation in the capital. You promised that we only need to pay tribute every year and everything will be fine! You can't break your promise. You can't--"

The dragon raised its wings and gently fanned the hall.

Countless golden bricks and green tiles collapsed at once, and before King Xi could finish his words, he was already buried in the ruins.

If we count, this should be the king with the shortest reign in the Kingdom of Eternal Heaven.

Probably only two minutes.

The dragon's eyes moved slightly, and he acted nonchalant about what he had just done.

In its view, this is already the territory of the dragon clan.

The rebels are not worth mentioning.

The only thing you need to be careful about is...

Its eyes turned to the bamboo house in the garden in the distance.

There, a young blonde girl was talking expressionlessly to an equally expressionless middle-aged man.

Qingyun was still holding the half-stalk of green bamboo, gently brushing off the dust on his clothes, and asked the girl:

"What are you here for?"

The blonde girl, Alayya, replied:

"The master asked me to come."

Qingyun did not ask for deeper reasons, but just said:

"You came here alone? Where's your master?"

Alayya replied:

"The young master said he had something important to do."

Qingyun's hand slowly stroked the half of the green bamboo and asked calmly:

"Important?"

Alayya said:

"Yes. The young master said that he wanted to go back to Xuanqing Palace to change clothes."

Qingyun stopped and asked:

"What's the big deal about changing clothes?"

Alaia said seriously:

"For the young master, yes. The young master wears different clothes when he meets different people. He must be going to meet an important person next, so he needs to change back into his original clothes. Before, in order to get out of Xuanqing Palace, the young master dressed up as a girl... Although to me, the young master looks very handsome like that, but he probably doesn't want that person to see him."

Qingyun asked:

"You have seen the current situation in the capital. Can you feel at ease without staying by his side?"

Alayya placed her hand lightly on her flat chest and replied:

"It's hard to be calm. But the young master wants me to come here to bear witness, so I will do as the young master orders. Because I am the young master's bodyguard, and the young master is always right to me. And... when we separated, the young master promised me that he would come back soon, and I believe he can do it."

Qingyun narrowed his eyes, looked at Alayya's face, and pursed his lips. He put half of the green bamboo into his belt, like a wandering swordsman who travels around the world at will, and said lightly as he walked:

"He asked you to follow me, didn't he? Then come along. You are half my apprentice after all. I will personally demonstrate the sword moves I taught you last time this time."

64. Hopes are often dashed

In the quiet alley, Li Yi, the man who was most likely to inherit Yunyang, was leaning against the wall and breathing hard. Although he had practiced martial arts since he was young and had a good foundation, the desperate escape still made him physically and mentally exhausted. As soon as the dragons descended on the capital, Xuanqing Palace exploded. The guards could not and did not dare to control the city lord, so the city lord and his guards fled.

Thanks to the powerful guards brought by almost every city lord, they can escape faster and farther than ordinary people.

Although the city lord was also killed, Li Yi luckily escaped.

"What the hell, what kind of monsters are these..."

He gasped and spat, looking at the dragons hovering in the sky and the buildings turned into a sea of ​​fire, cursing fiercely. But in fact, his arms were shaking involuntarily, his legs were trembling, and he was completely dominated by fear.

On the way of escape, he also saw with his own eyes that a small number of the Imperial Guards, Jinyiwei and Tiancefu soldiers launched an attack on the dragon group. The attacks launched by those eighth and ninth level masters could indeed cause some damage to the dragons, breaking their hard scales, deflecting their flames, and killing one or two flying dragons. But the benefits were not proportional to the damage, and the sacrifices on the human side were obviously much greater.

And the silver-gray dragon now hovering above the palace is the real monster.

The masters of the Jinyiwei couldn't even survive a single round against him. That was an absolute power, a power that could decide the life and death of humans, a power that could burn everything in the world to ashes. The sharp sword energy couldn't even scratch his skin, and it just being there gave people infinite fear.

Li Yi covered his mouth, feeling as if he was going to vomit if he looked at it for two more seconds.

At this time, the male guard who had been following Li Yi suddenly said:

"Master Li Yi, are we just leaving like this?"

Li Yi turned around, stared into his eyes, and asked:

"What else? Why not just wait here and die?"

The guard asked tentatively:

"That Lana..."

Li Yi frowned:

"What Lana?"

The guard asked in confusion:

"It's Princess Lana. Didn't Master Li Yi say yesterday that Princess Lana being imprisoned by the king is a good opportunity? We just need to go visit her and win her heart..."

Li Yi mercilessly slapped the guard in the face and said angrily:

"Are you stupid?! At this time, what's the use of the princess? Even if she's alive, what's the use? The royal family is finished! She's no longer the high and mighty princess! You're still looking for her at this time. Are you sick or something? Make sure we survive first! From now on, you're going to run with me on your back. The farther you run, the better! Hurry up! Are we in Yunyang raising you just to eat dry food?"

The guard swallowed and nodded.

He carried Li Yi on his back and continued running towards the gate of the royal capital.

But every time he ran, he would think of the scene that night. Several city lords sat together, and somehow they started talking about the little princess. As the king's jewel in the palm, and also very cute, Princess Lana always received extra attention.

Li Yi was the one who was most likely to marry Lana, but unfortunately they didn't get engaged right away. Fortunately, the king finally said that whoever could inherit Yunyang would marry the little princess. Therefore, in the eyes of other city lords, it was only a matter of time before Lana married Li Yi.

That day, Li Yi made a big promise, saying that no matter how many difficulties and dangers there were, he would be with Lana.

That stupid Reed is just a clown and not worth mentioning.

The guard remembered that many people said that day that they wanted to meet Lana and have a fair chance to compete.

With so many city lords, there will always be one who will save her, right?

If there wasn't even one, how cold the world would be.

If one day, I was imprisoned, would I also...

The guard lowered his head, not daring to think about it anymore, and just ran away.

Inside the prison, one of the Ten Generals in shackles, Graham, had a smile on his face that had never stopped since the beginning.

He laughed so hard that the chains on his body made a "crackling" sound.

That kind of malicious, vengeful desire filled his heart.

"Look, look! Who is the prisoner? It doesn't matter if the capital is destroyed, and the royal family is annihilated! Today, I will show you the consequences of forcing us! You guys have made things difficult for us before, right? Open your eyes and take a good look! It won't be long before I will be the leader of the ten generals!"

He laughed so hard that tears came out.

The jailers looked at each other, with a hint of panic in their eyes.

Next to him, Tamros, who was also the planner, did not look very good.

Gram pushed Tamros's shoulder and asked:

"What's the matter, Tamros? It's time to rejoice! Celebrate, we will soon be back on top!"

Tamros frowned, glanced at Gleim, and said:

"Something's wrong."

"What's wrong? Listen to the crying outside, listen to the sound of the flames burning outside! The dragons are here! Someone will come to rescue us and take us back soon! The days of calling the shots are back again!"

Tamros shook his head and said with a dull look:

"If everything goes well, His Royal Highness King Xi should have taken over the capital by now, those dragons should not still be slaughtering outside, and the people who rescued us should have arrived long ago."

Graham's hand froze in mid-air and asked:

"Tamros, what do you mean?"