Chapter 678

"Yes, who is this king?"

The voice's host language laughed with ridicule, with a relaxed smile on his face. His steps were calm, but not slow. With the people behind him, he went to the altar.

"Wang? Hehe, where are the villains? How dare they pretend to be the royal family? Come on, take these traitors to the United Kingdom!"

Murong Shen pointed at them fiercely and shouted angrily. Then the imperial forest army on one side directly surrounded these people. It seems that these people are very vulnerable?

Murong was too cautious to be careless.

A man who can appear on such an occasion and obviously has a bad intention will never be at ease if he does not die.

"Why does the ninth king want to kill our brothers after killing his father?"

The leader didn't seem to see the imperial guards besieging him, but directly looked up at murongshen's eyes and said carelessly, "Oh, yes, you're used to killing, so how can you care?"

As soon as this remark came out, the people were in an uproar.

Regicide, if such a crime is really committed on Murong Shen, he will not only lose his reputation, but also bear the pain of lingchi.

"Nonsense, the king was personally determined by his father and the emperor. This legacy is the evidence."

Murong Shen took out the remaining call from his wide sleeve, turned and handed it to the patriarch, "please examine the authenticity of the patriarch."

Murong Jue also cares.

This is a felony of Patricide and regicide.

If you don't find out, you will inevitably cause trouble.

However, after he opened the legacy call, his face suddenly became iron blue, and his heart was like a raging wave, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

His silence made Murong Shen think he had no worries.

"What else can you say?"

Murong Shen turned around and smiled at the thieves. He said suddenly, "don't you start yet?"

"Yes!" all the royal guards answered in unison.

Then he picked up the long gun and stabbed forward.

"Ah!"

Screams were heard everywhere, but it was not the besieged people who were injured.

Those who fell to the ground were all the royal guards.

The rest of the royal guards stood in front of the pedestrian in a respectful manner.

"Come on, take it, take it all!"

Murong Shenqiang pretended to be calm and let all the people under him go out.

Just responding to him, there was no one else except those dark guards.

However, it doesn't make any difference.

The number of dark guards is too small. Although one enemy can fight ten, the other party is too busy.

Before long, all these dark guards were killed, and only a few people surrounded Murong Shen with the posture of a protector.

The battle was fought too fast.

It's fast enough to make all civil and military officials silly.

They looked at the pedestrian with anxiety, but no one dared to come forward.

I don't know who shouted, "it's King Leng and King Zhou!"

The crowd broke the silence and stirred up again.

Cold, cold king?

Murong looked at the man who had died in the legend and walked towards him step by step, with bursts of cold in his heart.

No wonder he thought he looked familiar. It turned out that he was also the blood of his father and Emperor.

Moreover, he was also the legendary first God of war in the summer, the patron saint of the people in the summer at that time, and a young hero.

Unfortunately, he died early.

Yeah, he's dead!

"Who on earth are you, who dare to pretend to be my late six royal brothers!"

Murong Shen shouted loudly and stared at Murong Leng with anger in his eyes, as if he were looking at the world's largest villain.

Isn't that the villain?

Leng Wang smiled and stopped under the steps only ten steps away from Murong Shen.

Although he looked up, he still had a momentum that could not be ignored.

"Xiao Jiu, I won't embarrass you. As long as you come down obediently now, I can think that everything hasn't happened and give you a way to live. Otherwise, I will sacrifice my father here."

His voice was very small, but with a deeper internal force than Murong Shen, it was heard by almost the whole audience.

People were frightened by his bold words, and most people had an attitude that it was none of their business.

So for a time, there were few people who really wanted to save people or find out the truth.

Murong carefully clenched his teeth and stared at Murong Leng angrily, "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Since I lost to you, there's nothing to say. But I warn you, this world is the world of summer. Even if you fake it, what if you kill me? Don't forget that I still have a seven elder brother. He is the God of war of summer and can kill you."

Murong Shen is really smart. Under such circumstances, he doesn't forget to involve Murong Yu.

But unfortunately, his calculation was in vain.

Because everything was arranged by Murong Yu, the seventh brother in his mouth.

And he is doomed to lose here today.

Because what he did was enough to annoy God.

But he doesn't know it.

"Lord nine, your dream should wake up."

Youping came out of the crowd, followed by Zheng Qiang, holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand.

Murong Shen had a very strong premonition when he saw what Youping was holding in his hand, which almost suffocated him.

At this time, everyone, including him, looked at Youping. Oh, correctly speaking, it was the roll in his hand.

Of course, as long as the IQ of these people present is not in arrears, it is easy to think that this may be the real legacy of the former Emperor.

Only a few ministers who had seen Murong Shen's legacy were confused.

Of course, he wouldn't think that manager Youping would forge a legacy.

Because for eunuchs like him, there is no need to do so.

These people may be more confused than Murong Shen now, so they choose to continue to wait and see.

"Bold right manager, now I'm the new emperor. Don't you want to live when you talk to me like this?"

Murong Shen's eyes were cold and wanted to make Youping waver with his own authority.

Unfortunately, he was wrong again.

Seeing Youping, who is used to big winds and waves, how can a little prince like him be able to control it?

"Lord nine, don't waste your strength. It's hard for you to fly today."

Youping smiled and walked one step behind Murong Leng, and then spread out the real legacy call in his hand.

"This is the real legacy of the former Emperor."

He shouted, opened the left call, and then began to read aloud without waiting for others to react.

"By heaven... I will pass the throne to Murong Yu, the seventh prince. I hope he can lead Da Xia to a more brilliant future. I'm here."

The first emperor said a lot. He gave Murong Yudui a lot of good words in the middle, so that people can have a trace of admiration for him just by listening to him.

After listening to this call, all the people knelt down and shouted long live