The overall situation is decided!

The King of Zhennan slowly stepped out of the military tent. He looked outside the door and looked up at the sky. The motionless old gentleman cupped his hands and said, "Old sir, please follow me to Qingdu."

"Ah,"

When Protector Feng heard King Zhennan's request, he rarely refused. When he turned around, he had put on a kind face: "Then let me have a closer look at the vision of the prince's ascension to the throne, and absorb a little bit of the human emperor's ascension to the throne.

A leak of luck."

Protector Feng’s words are not flattery.

He also disdained flattery.

Even if the qigong masters of this era are not specialized in one discipline, they can still read some facial features.

After the death of King Zhudong,

King Zhennan's face was full of treasure. When he stepped out, the surrounding breeze suddenly stopped. Under the premise that there was no luck, this was clearly a sign of "luck". Before the wind protector, the face of King Zhennan was still ordinary, but

In the blink of an eye, a small bump appeared in the center of King Zhennan's square forehead, which was clearly recorded in history books as "the face of a dragon with sun horns, the appearance of an emperor".

Those who compete for the world will die, become decadent, and become useless. This destiny naturally falls on the King of Zhennan!

The trend is achieved!

The overall situation is decided!

Luck is a futile thing, but for a special group of "qi refiners" who compete with the sky and prove immortality, they believe in this thing the most. The guardian of the Wind of the Demon Palace, although in this battle between the emperor and the emperor,

There is no final result, but at the critical point, if you raise your hand a little and protect a little, maybe in the future catastrophe, you can alleviate some of the murderous karma and step into the realm of immortality.

It's easy work, why not do it?

The king stationed in the east is dead, and the remaining troops are like ants bursting through a dike.

The King of Zhennan never expected that Lin Yi would be so powerful. He had obviously tried his best to kill Lin Yi, but at the last moment, Lin Yi broke into the enemy's formation and took the garrison.

Dongwang Dog Ming.

"Perhaps this is God's will."

On normal days, the cautious and suspicious King Zhennan might have thought about whether there was any fraud involved.

But now, he can't think of it!

The king stationed in the east died, and the army of the east king was defeated. This is a matter of course.

No matter how deceitful he is, can he still deceive Xia Xingchen and wipe out the whole world?

"Sir, it's time to take action."

Xia Xingchen said to Ni Bodhisattva.

"good."

The Clay Bodhisattva heard the words, responded, and snapped his fingers in the darkness with a smile.

from the darkness,

An assassin who was wrapped in black robes and whose body shape was somewhat similar to the "Apocalypse Assassin" wore a specially made mask on his face that was almost indistinguishable from the pale bone face of the Apocalypse Assassin. Through the darkness, he walked towards

The military camp where Xia Jisheng is located.

Xia Jisheng's military camp was heavily protected by a group of elite soldiers.

They are all the confidants of King Zhennan, the confidants of his confidants.

What is a confidant?

They are the dead men who are willing to live and die for King Zhennan.

Several confidants knelt in front of the tent, with blazing fire burning in their eyes, and shouted in unison to the military tent where Xia Jisheng was.

"The traitors have been defeated, and the emperor's side has been suppressed. Please invite Emperor Jisheng to come out of the camp!"

"Welcome Emperor Ji Sheng!"

"Welcome Emperor Ji Sheng!"

…

The existence of Xia Jisheng,

It has always been a secret to many people in Zhennan Wangjun.

Many people don't even know that Xia Jisheng left Qingdu a few years ago and came here to be a puppet emperor in name only.

Inside the dark military tent, there was no light.

Xia Jisheng was curled up in the darkness, trembling slightly.

He is afraid.

He is so scared.

He was really, really scared.

The voices of several people kept echoing in his mind, like a song.

A life-threatening song.

…

childhood.

"Jier, if you become the emperor, what will you do?"

"Father, how about playing with Ji'er..."

"Do you know that this seemingly peaceful and peaceful place is actually covered in abscesses and riddled with holes?"

"Jier doesn't understand."

"Ahem... In the north, King Zhengbei was proud of his achievements and his troops, and he never looked down on his father. In the east, the city of King Zhengdong was rich and fertile, and his treasure house was as rich as any other country, but he never looked down upon him. Paying national taxes, using various excuses to shirk; in the west, King Pingxi seems to be keeping his duties, but in fact he is wildly ambitious, using the Xuanmen Qingluan tree to secretly communicate with the enemy; in the south... Xia Xingchen, that is your uncle, my father was ashamed of him back then. , so that he is now becoming more and more powerful, becoming a tiger in the mountains, entrenched in the south, if his father could be cruel back then... It's a pity that success depends on family ties, and failure depends on family ties. Hehe, this great cause, no matter how prosperous it is, can only last twenty years! "

"Ji'er doesn't understand. Father, can we go play ball?"

"well……"

This conversation, which was not on the same channel at all, made Emperor Xia Yuan exhausted mentally and physically.

…

Xia Jisheng overheard his father and mother talking in low voices in the room.

"If you want Daqian Jiangshan to live for a hundred years, or even longer, there is only one way, one...only way! It's a pity that if you sacrifice Ji'er in order to extend the life of Daqian Jiangshan, how could I do such a thing! !!”

"However, this country has been passed down to you from the ancestors of the Xia family. Are you really willing to watch Daqian be destroyed?"

"...I don't want to!"

"Why not, let Ji'er make his own choice."

"Shh! Ji'er is here..."

…

"Ji'er, have you really made up your mind? Your father once left a message in the past. Although he has arranged everything, if you don't want to, just go to Ping'an Temple to become a monk, remain anonymous, and give up your country. Your father, even if he is under great pressure, will not blame you for a word."

"Mother Queen Mother, Ji'er has made up her mind."

"It's a pity that you are destined to only sit on this imperial throne for twenty years."

"That's enough, the country is not important, the people are the cornerstone of the Xia family's country."

"But if you go to the south and go to your imperial uncle, everything will be irreversible."

"This is how fate should be. If my father's arrangement can keep the Xia family alive for another hundred years, Ji'er will have no regrets."

"Silly boy."

"Mother Queen Mother, is what you see in the Heavenly Book true?"

"If you believe it, it's true."

"Hehe, that Miss Xiaoman, she is really majestic..."

…

four years ago.

Xia Jisheng left Qingdu and arrived in front of Jingnan City.

Concubine Shu, the current empress dowager, once asked Xia Jisheng a question on the road.

At that time, Xia Jisheng didn't know how to answer.

"Are you willing to hold your head high and truly be the leader of the country, or are you willing to do nothing in this life, hide your name, and live an ignoble existence? In the former, you may follow the path arranged in advance by the late emperor, but in the latter, you can Longevity."

…

In the dark military tent,

The shouts of "Welcome Emperor Ji Sheng" outside were like reminder notes, so harsh and noisy.
To be continued...