Chapter 157

The third prince was defeated. He was defeated thoroughly and tragically. He was defeated as much as the blood and flesh that were falling all over the sky. By plotting, the supreme throne disappeared overnight.

Xia Ziyi's mouth was stained with blood. He was very sad and laughed. There were tears in his smile. In the night wind, white hair loomed, so dazzling.

How many innocent people are involved in the struggle for imperial power, and how many soldiers are fighting for it. Now I think about it, but the prosperity is in vain.

Yin Wugou and Kong Yu leave, and the acting king of Wu explodes, which is the best ending.

The rebellion in the imperial city was soon suppressed, and Xia Yanwu, who had been fighting for the throne all his life, failed to enter the palace's Chuwu gate, which was really ironic.

"Ah"

just at this time, in the Imperial City, a series of sad cries rang out, and with the help of the third prince's wings, the powerful martial arts in the imperial city began to move.

Ten princes and Xi Yugong began to be assassinated one after another. Even the leaders of Qingque and Baihu camp were caught off guard by the sudden attack. They were killed three times and injured two times.

Ning Chen stands on the pagoda of the Imperial City, listening to a scream, breaking the bow, an arrow breaking the air.

Bright Silver Arrows across the sky, straight to the courtyard of the Marquis of Xiaoyi. The strong men in northern Mongolia, who had not yet had time to leave, changed their looks. They just saw the light of the arrow, but they passed through their chests.

Blood spray, splashing Zhang Yu Gao, open eyes, to death can not close eyes.

Silver arrow light one after another, each time will take the life of an assassin, but from the fourth arrow, Ning Chen mouth has begun bleeding, drop by drop, red chest clothes.

"Shua"

in the sky, suddenly a very fast white rainbow crossed the sky and struck the pagoda with a sword.

With a loud bang, the pagoda collapses. Ning Chen, who has been on guard for a long time, evades the sword. However, he is still shaken more than 20 feet away by the afterwave, and his blood is spilled on the earth.

"Dusk into snow"

Ning Chen looks at the beautiful shadow in the sky. After a short shock, he quickly recovers as before.

Dusk into snow did not mean a second sword, the figure flashed, disappeared.

Mingyue is taken away, and there is no time to say goodbye. In this imperial city, as long as Prince Yan doesn't do anything, no one can stop the dusk Chengxue who has the volume of practice.

Unfortunately, Prince Yan will not interfere in these matters.

Ning Chen coughs twice, and finally takes a look at the direction of their disappearance. He immediately takes back his mind and walks towards Lingyan Pavilion. Tonight, he must solve all the troubles together.

In the night, the people with blood on the moon are moving forward step by step, coughing up blood from time to time. It's obvious that it's time for the oil to run out and the lamp to dry up.

The volume of life is the most basic mental method in the world, but it can't stand the loss of successive life and death wars. Since the return of Buddhism, Ning Chen's body has never been better, and he just relies on the unparalleled foundation and pills to carry it to the present.

There will be a shortage of manpower. All he can do is this. As for the outcome, it depends on God's will.

He didn't believe in heaven all his life, but in the end, it was the sky on his head that he wanted to accept.

"Master"

Yin Wugou and Kong Yu came to see Ning Chen, who was covered with blood. He was surprised and immediately came forward.

"You don't have to follow me and finish the work as I told you"

Ning Chen coughed and calmly explained.

"Yes"

there was a little hesitation in their eyes, but they still nodded.

There are 13 people in red, 600 people in green and 8000 people in blue. Ning Chen has been the chief of the Department for a month, which is neither long nor short.

Tailishi is still the Tailishi of xiyugong. However, it always brings the shadow of some Zhiming Hou.

No one can completely control the nearly ten thousand people, neither can Xi Yugong.

In the Imperial Palace Tianyu hall, the third Duke and the tenth prince came, and the ministers of the court came one after another.

Because of the turmoil in the imperial city and the assassin's assassination in northern Mongolia, many important officials were killed. In addition, most of the rebellious officials on the third prince's side have been arrested. For example, the number of people in today's Imperial Palace is rare, with less than 30% of the normal number left.

Old eunuch Pei went to the Dragon chair and looked at the empty one. His old eyes were gloomy.

The officials didn't say anything about the behavior of old eunuch Pei. It was a genuine inborn strongman, and no one could afford to offend him.

"Too know public, it's time to read out the three public resolution," a white haired old minister came out, trembled slightly.

After the old minister opened his mouth, the rest of the ministers looked at taizhigong. The upheaval of tonight came so suddenly that so many people died and so much blood was shed. Not only the people in the Imperial City, but also the ministers in the court were frightened.

Today's summer, too need a new emperor to stabilize people.

In fact, there is no suspense about the choice of the new emperor. The third prince has been defeated, the eldest prince has been out of contention for a long time, and the rest of the princes are not successful. The only choice for the throne is the tenth prince.

Jingwu Gong was silent all the time. From the moment Xia Yanwu started, he never said a word again.

Xiyugong is also very quiet. The feather fan shakes gently and says nothing.

Taishigong is waiting. He wants to wait for the arrival of Zhiming hou to witness the last moment. Unfortunately, he has not been waiting.The greatest meritorious official never appeared. Taizhigong had to give up waiting and read out the Sangong resolution.

All the ministers knelt down to listen to the decree. After hearing the three words Xia tomorrow at the end of the resolution, they were all relieved.

It's over at last!

From the beginning of the four kings seizing the throne to the third prince's rebellion tonight, the struggle for the throne finally came to an end.

The tenth prince had a smile on his lips and walked to the throne step by step.

The Imperial City, Lingyan Pavilion, ningchen also arrived, a body of blood, tired eyes full of the last kill.

Su Fei smoke and one side of autumn LAN see Ning Chen, look a Zheng, don't know why.

"Zhiming Hou, how did you come?" Su Feiyan felt that the atmosphere was not right and asked in a deep voice.

"Murder" Ning Chen should say.

The words fall, the frost begins to fall, the ink sword passes, and the world is vast.

It snows in May, but Qiulan pulls out her sword to stop it, but it is directly shocked. The difference in basic cultivation is too big to take part in the war.

This time, Ning Chen doesn't have to hide his moves like last time, but he starts to kill. His power is quite different.

When Su Feiyan saw that the situation was wrong, he moved the three strings of chunleiqin in his hand, and the purple light flashed up in an instant.

When the sword sounds collide, Su Feiyan retreats three steps and loses a little.

"Zhiming Hou, what do you mean?" Su Fei's face was angry, and he said.

Tonight, everything goes according to the plan. The third prince goes to war, and then he is suppressed by the third Duke, the tenth Prince and the eldest prince. It's almost time to read out the time when the tenth Prince ascends the throne. Why did the magistrate appear here.

"The Hexi Dynasty has been destroyed for thousands of years, so it should not make trouble again," Ning Chen said quietly.

Su Feiyan's face changed greatly. How did he know!

"There should be results in Tianyu hall, too. Xiyu Gong is finished!" Ning Chen swept a distance of Imperial Palace, opening a way.

Smell speech, plain not smoke a heart immediately sink to the bottom of the valley, foot move, will rush past.

Ning Chen's horizontal sword, a light of the sword, blocked the former's step, and said, "even if you can't get there now, it's too late. Tonight, everything will be over"

in the Imperial Palace Tianyu hall, the ten princes step by step stepped onto the supreme throne of summer, and immediately turned and sat down slowly.

All the ministers worshiped, and the voice of long live resounded throughout the Tianyu hall.

"All Qing flat body" Xia tomorrow mouth, say for the emperor since the first sentence.

"Thank you..." Xie didn't finish, but when he heard the Dragon chair, old eunuch Pei sighed softly.

"Wrong"

a wrong, so abrupt, no one responded, only to see that the hand that once sheltered the emperor of Xia slammed on the tenth Prince's chest, startled the blood red.

The sudden change shocked all the people, including the lower Sangong.

At the next moment, everyone came back to their senses. However, a more amazing scene happened. The ten princes on the Dragon chair, with their bones and faces changing rapidly, were restored to their original appearance in a twinkling of an eye.

"Cherish the feather!"

Taishigong and Jingwu changed dramatically and were shocked.

On that day, the plan was initially decided. The tenth Prince and Ning Chen met and decided the final game today.

"In the first sentence, what do you want to say?" Ning Chen asked.

"Xuanzhi ordered Hou Jin to meet" Xia Ming said with a smile.

Ning Chen nodded and wrote down this sentence.

All over the world, there are only three people who know this sentence, Ning Chen, Xia tomorrow and old eunuch Pei.

Xiyugong is a very careful man. He does everything without any leakage. Ning Chen and Xia tomorrow can't get the exact handle. However, no matter how resourceful xiyugong is, his ultimate goal can't escape from the throne.

Ning Chen cloth under tonight's Bureau, push ten princes to the throne, is to lead out this last behind the scenes.

He doesn't need to think too much, just focus on the Dragon chair.

Old eunuch Pei is the key to this plan. At this last moment, only when old eunuch Pei is standing beside the Dragon chair, can it arouse no one's suspicion.

Pei Gonggong has been standing in this position for 20 years. No matter when he comes back, no one will, nor dare to have any objection.

The two princes were not born. It was not once or twice that they asked old eunuch Pei to leave the mausoleum, but they failed.

At this time, Ning Chen went to the imperial mausoleum, was slightly injured and back, gave the imperial city many people to remind.

The strength of Zhiming Hou is not inferior to congenitally.

Later, Duke Pei was secretly invited out, but no one knew who this person was.

Except Ning Chen, of course.

Because when he was in the stone room, he had already told the old eunuch Pei that except the tenth prince or xiyugong, no one else's invitation would be ignored.

In the past, it was the result of today. The people in the throne said the first wrong thing and lost everything!

Xiantian's all-out palm is as strong as Xiyu Gong's. Xiantian's true Qi catalyzes the decay and instantly destroys the latter's meridians. A flood of blood can be seen and the Dragon Robe on his chest can be dyed red.

Next to Taishigong and jingwugong, Yin moxiao, who had been showing his face as xiyugong, was the first one to return to God. He stamped his feet and quickly swept out of the Tianyu hall.Extremely quick reaction, without hesitation, did not even look at the figure on the Dragon chair.

Is merciless, or resolute, turning the moment, no one cares.

At this moment, xiyugong's dark eyes raised the last touch of hope, exhausted the remaining strength, and cried, "take the princess away!"

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