This Paradise Tower was originally standing here, but now it is gone, this is the last straw that has become a lifesaver in the summer, as long as there is a Paradise Tower in hand, he still has hope.

"Who the hell is going on?" Xia Cheng roared angrily, his voice was full of despair, he hadn't reacted until now, why did he stay here and sit back and relax, why did the Qunying Mansion suddenly attack and declare war on his Emperor Island?

What made him even more want to break his head was who took the Heavenly Tower? The key here is only him and Juexin, why didn't the big array hesitate, but the Heavenly Tower was gone?

"Come on, king, the big array will soon break," a middle-aged man ran over and said anxiously.

"If it's broken, it's broken, where can we escape?" Xia Cheng's eyes showed a look of despair.

"This ......"

The middle-aged man was also stunned, he was Xia Cheng's son, Xinjun's brother, in the past, Xia Cheng, the old thing, was sitting here, nothing to guide the country, Xiao Ao Fengyue, nothing to teach people, but now?

In the blink of an eye, it became this virtue.

"How old am I?" asked the old man.

"Father, what's wrong with you, why did you suddenly remember to ask this?" The middle-aged man was a little puzzled, but still said: "Father is seventy-nine this year."

"Seventy-nine years old?" Xia Cheng heard this, and then said, "Do you remember that gentleman told me my fortune at the beginning? He said that I would not live to be eighty."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was stunned, he also heard Xia Cheng tell this story, at that time Xia Cheng seemed to be still living under the Tianchen Empire, being an honest gentleman.

Seventy-nine, but eighty, you must know that at that time, Xia Cheng was still an ordinary person, not the powerful founding emperor of the Xia Kingdom.

"Father, it's too late to say anything, let's get out of here quickly," the middle-aged man said hurriedly.

"Leave?" Xia Cheng's gaze was a little glazed, and then he said, "Aren't these people masters?

After the middle-aged man heard Xia Cheng's words, he was stunned, yes, even if he wanted to run, where could he run?

"If I hadn't left the Xia Kingdom at the beginning, if I hadn't listened to those rumors, if I had pursued that illusory immortality, if I had ......" After Xia Cheng said this, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said: "Maybe there will be no ifs in the future, I could have become the founding emperor, I could have governed the country well, and become the emperor of the ages, but now all I have left is infamy"

Summer muttered like a fool.

"If you don't go, I'll go" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, and then quickly left here, he didn't want to stay here and wait for death.

After seeing that his son was also gone, Xia Cheng's eyes became even more desolate, all the previous dreams at this moment had disappeared, and now Xia Cheng was like a lonely old man, walking alone to the end of his life.

The son is gone, the grandson is almost all dead, and he is left alone, and a sense of desolation wells up in his heart, and Xia Cheng's hair almost instantly becomes gray, his face is full of wrinkles, and his originally straight waist is also rickety.

Instead, he drew the sword from his waist and put it around his neck.

"My last dignity is to give myself a ride" After Xia Cheng finished speaking, he slashed his neck without hesitation.

The sharp sword slashed through his throat, and Xia Cheng fell to the ground in a different way, and the former emperor ended his life in this way.

couldn't help but sigh, and as soon as Xia Cheng died, Ye Lingfeng and the others had already rushed over, and after coming to Xia Cheng's side, a group of people were also embarrassed.

"How can this be? Xia Cheng committed suicide" Tang Xinyi was a little stunned, she didn't expect that her grandfather's best friend would end her life in this way.

"It's not good, the Demon Suppression Tower is gone" Juexin said in surprise when he saw it.

The Demon Suppression Tower disappeared like this, which made everyone's hearts rise to their throats.

"Go and find it," Tang Xinyi immediately ordered.

And just when everyone was worried about the Demon Suppression Tower, Ye Lingfeng was really stunned, because as soon as he went to the island, he searched for it, but in the end he didn't find anything, at this time, Ye Lingfeng reacted, maybe he was really deceived, there is his wife here and there?

After everyone eagerly searched around, they found that they had found nothing, and the Demon Suppression Tower didn't know where it had gone.

After the group shook their heads, Tang Xinyi immediately looked at Juexin, and then said, "Who else knows the location of the Demon Suppression Tower?"

Tang Xinyi is also a little nervous now, because this Demon Suppression Tower is not an ordinary thing, the Red Devil is from the Demon Suppression Tower, if it weren't for a monk, I don't know how many people would die.

"No, except for me and Xia Cheng, no one else knows" Juexin's face was also ugly.

The Demon Suppression Tower was originally his belonging, but now that he has lost it, he is also distressed.

"If you think about it again, Xia Cheng died here, which means that before he came, he wanted to use the Demon Suppression Tower as a threat, but now that the Demon Suppression Tower is gone, Xia Cheng will commit suicide in despair, so before Xia Cheng comes, the Demon Suppression Tower must have been gone."

After hearing this, a group of people looked at Juexin with ugly faces.

"There are plague demons and war demons in the Demon Suppression Tower, as long as one comes out, it can turn the world upside down," Nie Qianhao, the old man, said with an ugly face.

Everyone looked at each other for a while.

At this moment, two hundred miles north of Emperor Island, a submarine was sailing under the sea, Zhuge was in the cabin, holding a palm-sized tower in his arms, and his eyes showed excitement.

"The Demon Suppression Tower is here"

"Can you communicate with him in this Demon Suppression Tower?" asked Ma Wenbin.

"Of course you can, do you think that I have been by Xia Cheng's side for so many years, and I am willing to be a counselor for him? Let me tell you, I can communicate with the two demon kings in the Demon Suppression Tower, since the Red Devil was released by Tianchen's people, there are two demon kings left in the Demon Suppression Tower, these two demon kings have grown extremely fast, and if they come out now, even if a monk is alive, he will not be able to subdue him."

"Then what are you going to do with him?" asked Ma Wenbin.

At this time, Ma Wenbin was also a little vigilant in his heart, this bastard is really ruthless enough, he has been staying by Xia Cheng's side all these years, and he doesn't know when, he has already begun to calculate.

And this old guy is ruthless, now Xia Cheng and Juexin are both crippled by this old guy, but this guy himself has benefited, thinking of this, Ma Wenbin felt that his heart was cold.

"Why, of course, I want to make them work for me," said the old man with a smug face.

"For your use?" When Ma Wenbin heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "I said Zhuge , you're not joking, are you?"

In Ma Wenbin's opinion, this old guy is undoubtedly an idiot's dream. If he could really make these demon kings useful to him, how could he not know about Juexin and Xia Chenghe and other characters?

"Are you kidding? Do you think I'm joking? Do you think I can't do what those two guys can't do?" The old guy sneered, and then said, "If you want someone to serve you, you have to know what they need most right now, and if you know that, then everything will be easy."

"What do they need?" asked Ma Wenbin, the old man, suddenly.

"It's very simple that the will and soul of the strong, only these two things can warm them," the old man said proudly.

After hearing this, Ma Wenbin's expression suddenly changed, and he didn't know when a sword appeared in his hand, resisting Zhuge Yunji's neck, and then said, "Then I'm also a strong man, right?"

Zhuge didn't panic in the slightest, as if he had known that Ma Wenbin was going to do this, and then smiled: "Old man, can't you still trust me?"

"Can you trust yourself?" Ma Wenbin sneered.

"You think I don't have a backhand?"