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If the person who made the mistake or made him look down on someone, he could just take down that person and punish him for his crimes. It was not worth it for him to be angry over. With a headache, the Fiery-Scales gradually learned how to control their emotions. They did not easily anger themselves, and as a result, their emotions became even more moody and cold.

The metal Dragon Throne was not very comfortable to sit on. Even the bright red brocade cushion could not remove the coldness of the Dragon Throne.

The reverse fire scale didn't want to add a thicker cushion. That kind of temperature would remind him that this place wasn't stable.

Although the five empires, the Southern Champion, had already been established, and under his iron hand, had become increasingly strong in recent years, but compared to the other four empires, the advantage was not obvious.

Yun Meng, that huge monster, the worm of a hundred feet, was still alive, still claiming to be the ruler of the world.

The northern barbarians, the nation on horseback, the people were valiant and strong. Located in the north, far from the Southern Champion sky, they were also strong rivals in the heart of the Fire Reversal Scale.

Jinghai and Nanke looked at each other across the clouds and dreams, bordering on the sea, their monarch enigmatic.

Fengyuan. This was a country that the Fiery Inverted Scale was most familiar with. It had battled many times between the two countries. Once, the Prince Consort of Fengyuan, Shang Qiuyuan, was his greatest opponent.

Fengyuan was rich and vast, and although the king was a bit old and had many good ministers and generals under his command, and had gone on an endless campaign with the Southern Champion for many years, the Southern Champion had never managed to gain any advantage.

Nanke and Fengyuan border, Fengyuan is located in the middle of the belly, is also a place for war. He was the closest to Yun Meng, and their relationship was also the best. Usually, they would receive assistance from Yun Meng and would call themselves the vassal state of Yun Meng.

In truth, the other four of the five kingdoms still considered themselves subjects of the five kingdoms. Every year, they would also offer offerings, indicating that they didn't have the heart to be disloyal. Although the Dreamy Cloud Martial Immortal had broken into pieces, in name, it was still the ruler of the world. However, the tribute given by the dukes of every nation and region grew lesser and lesser.

The ambition of the reverse scale of fire lay within the world. A small Southern Champion had long since been difficult to satisfy. And this ambition, along with his headache-inducing illness, became more and more serious. In recent years, Nanke had continuously gone out to war, with the intention of expanding her territory and taking over other lands.

His biggest problem was that he had no children, and he didn't know if he would be able to accomplish his feat of unifying the world in his lifetime.

Long ago, he understood that the imperial physicians could not treat his illness, and could only use medicine to control it. Even this medicine was made from gathering ingredients from various places and was extremely precious. After secretly recruiting doctors from all over the world, Huo Ni Lin no longer had the thought of healing them. He only wanted to expand the land of the Southern Champion inch by inch before his final illness broke out …

When he returned to the Imperial Palace after the war, he worked hard to cultivate. All the concubines in the imperial harem were exposed to the rain and dewdrops; he just wanted to leave behind a son for himself.

However, after a few years, no child under the knee has become the heart disease of the fire reverse scale.

In this way, he, who finally had a son, could not allow anyone to hurt his only son. The scene at the Spring Festival Glow Palace had left a deep impression on him. The clothes under the bright red dragon robe had all been soaked in cold sweat and stuck to his body.

His heart was still pounding wildly. His only son had almost lost him like this, and he was no longer able to control his anger.

Yun Meng was a nation that once unified the world. The original state of disintegration was because Yun Meng produced a peerless overlord, becoming one with the world. After going through three hundred years, everything in the world would eventually come to an end. The Yunmeng Kingdom's monarch was extravagant and extravagant, causing all sorts of weapons to appear in the world.

With three hundred years of history behind him, the heroes were instantly divided into different groups. The various dukes ruled over one party and respected Yun Meng as their leader, but each of them did as they pleased.

The father of the Fiery-Scaled Tiger was one of them. After many years of managing the territory, he became the overlord of a region. He wanted to expand his territory and make it a king. It was a pity that he died before he even made it as a disciple. He had failed to live up to his master's wishes. The Fiery Inverted Scale took over the inheritance left behind by his father. Using an iron hand technique, within a few short years, it had pacified several marquises, calling them the emperors of the south's Ancestral Dragon City.

Ancestral Dragon City wasn't originally called that because of the death of the Fire Inverted Scale's father. The later Fire Inverted Scale would be renamed the Ancestral Dragon.

He had to remember that Zu Long was something that he and his son had struggled for, but it was not a place for him to stop. He wanted to expand his ambitions and achieve unity in this world here.

Now, the best opportunity had come. The prince consort of the Fengyuan Kingdom, the general that protected the nation, and Grand Marshal Shang Qiuyuan's surrender, brought him the news that Fengyuan would be thrown into chaos. From then on, he paid special attention to Fukuhara's every move.

"Your Majesty, Fengyuan has already broken out in internal strife, and external worries are looming." Right now, the seventh prince of Fengyuan had ascended to the throne, but he was not recognized by his other brothers. The fourth prince had risen from the border and entered the army, entering into the army that was at the prime of his life, heading straight for the capital. The Sixth Prince has recruited all his private troops and has also recruited some of the Elite Kings of different places. "

The fiery-red back was facing Shang Qiuyuan. The dragon markings on the red robe were slightly quivering, as if they were alive.

"Since ancient times, the Emperor's Art of Pursuing the Deer, that throne, has it really been that comfortable? In order to compete for the golden throne, sons killed fathers, subjects killed kings, brothers fell against each other. The golden dragon throne is dazzling to the eyes, and is actually forged from the blood and flesh of relatives! "

The wind blew in from outside the throne room, raising up his silver hair and brushing past Shang Qiuyuan's eyes. He silently looked at his silver hair which had turned snow-white overnight and felt pain in his heart.

Dispatched and sent to battle with the Southern Champion, this was only the first step. There was no food inside, and no reinforcements. It was only the second step. In order to dismiss him, the father and son duo of Fengyuan Country had to put in a lot of effort.

"Why? I have no intention to ascend the throne, nor have I the slightest intention to rebel. Who are you waiting for to ascend the throne has nothing to do with me? But why did you make the countless warriors under my command perish on the battlefield? After that, you and the others threatened my family and hated me for not dying. You ordered me to assassinate the Emperor of the Southern Champion Kingdom and even used treason to kill my family. One of them is just learning and babbling while the other is still a baby, yet he was killed by you just like that! "

Feng Yuan had already sent someone over a long time ago, saying to him that if he succeeded in assassinating the Emperor of the Southern Champion Kingdom, then he could pardon him for betraying the country.

How could he not know that this was just a bait? If he really did this, he and his men would have no other choice but to die, and Feng Yuan would no longer shelter them.

His family had been killed long before Fukuhara had sent someone to lobby him, and lobbying had been a trap that had ruined his reputation, prevented him from avenging his family and avenging his men's blood.

He did not hesitate to offer his lobbyist to the Fiery-Scaled Beast. He did not hide anything from it.

"How do you know that so well?"

He suppressed the excitement in his heart. The day had come so quickly, and it was beyond his expectations. That stumbling block, his greatest enemy was now his courtier kneeling at his feet. He would become the vanguard and general of his attack on Feng Yuan.

The country that had always wanted to surrender, Fukuhara, was now in the midst of a civil war, and daily papers were being presented. Only, what Shang Qiuyuan knew was always a little more, a little more detailed, and a little earlier than what he knew.

He firmly gripped the armrest of the chair to control the emotions in his heart. He understood that as the prince consort of Fengyuan Country, as well as the general and commander-in-chief for many years, Shang Qiuyuan definitely had his own way of receiving the news. This was a good thing. From Shang Qiuyuan's report, he could probe his determination and loyalty and estimate the value and potential of this once greatest opponent.

After seeing Shang Qiuyuan's black hair get frosted over that night and turn completely silver, he knew that this Prince Consort of Fengyuan would be the one to receive the greatest assistance from Fengyuan.

Knowing that all nine of Shang Qiu Plains's clans had been exterminated, he no longer needed to suspect that this official had a disloyal heart. At this moment, the only thing in this official's heart was to seek revenge, to avenge the innocent soldiers who had been abandoned on the battlefield and died on the battlefield. For the sake of his wife and children, for the sake of all his relatives and family members.

"Feng Yuan, you really know how to destroy your own Great Wall. If you still have Shang Qiuyuan, then you can clean up the mess." Except, you're all wrong. Such a loyal and unambitious person, yet you abandoned him in order to fight for the throne.

Flames danced in his eyes; this was a burning ambition. With Shang Qiuyuan around, the Feng Yuan was in chaos. He held the Feng Yuan in his hands, within reach.

"This humble subject still has a few loyal subordinates and good friends in Fengyuan. This humble subject can learn about the struggle for the throne and other secrets. "I hope that Your Majesty will treat them well in the future. They will definitely be able to do their best for His Majesty in an unparalleled manner."

The Flaming Scales slightly turned its body and looked at Shang Qiuyuan, its snow-white silver hair fluttering in the wind.

At this moment, his gentle gaze was as sharp as a drawn sword as he gazed at the distant Feng Yuan. The man who was like a snow lotus was standing proudly on the peak of the snowstorm and he was going to start a storm that would shock the heavens.

This kind of Shang Qiuyuan was the true general in his heart. A general who could win hundreds of battles and flatten Fengyuan.

"What is the situation now? "You can tell me about it in detail."

In the empty side hall, only Wu De quietly stood in a corner as if he didn't exist, his indifferent gaze looking at Shang Qiuyuan. He was confident that he would be able to block the Fiery-Scaled Tiger the moment this famous general from all five nations made his move, causing all his plans to fail.

However, he remained standing in the corner without anyone noticing him.

"The fourth prince sent an envoy a few days ago with the intention of forming an alliance with this official so that he could return to Fengyuan and lend him a hand. He promised to kill the Seventh Prince and bestow him the title of emperor. "

"I think that the fourth prince isn't the only one who promised a high position to his beloved official, right?"

He knew that the princes of Fengyuan, with the exception of the Seventh Prince who sat on the throne in the capital, would never give up on the former great general of Fengyuan, Shang Qiuyuan, the commander of the three armies.

Shang Qiuyuan faintly smiled. He knew that it was impossible to hide the matter of Feng Yuan trying to rope him in, and he had never thought of hiding it from the Fiery Inverted Scale. This made the emperor understand the value of his subject.

"Your Majesty is wise. Several princes have contacted this humble subject, and this humble subject has reported to His Majesty as well. Today, the Sixth Prince sent an envoy to deliver a letter for His Majesty to read. "