In the square, the soldiers who had just shouted to follow the prince were already lying on the square at this time, dead corpses that could no longer die. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And those soldiers with swords in their hands, their whole bodies exuded a breathtaking murderous aura, looking at the soldiers around them, their essence was shining, as if whoever wanted to move would kill the other party in the next second.

"Are they the people of the Seven Princes?" some of the generals of the Praetorian Guard looked at those people and suddenly understood.

Thinking of the prestige of the Seven Princes, they suddenly felt a chill in their necks, and wanted to turn their heads to look at the soldiers behind them, but they found that their necks were as heavy as ten thousand pounds at this time. They were originally confronting the generals of the Prince's Mansion, and the Prince had previously said that their fate was entrusted to him to fight with Empress Cang.

None of them could have imagined that the Holy One would not only return, but also be alive and on the altar.

Now, the crown prince has been ambushed, and Queen Cang doesn't know whether she is alive or dead, it's not that they can't take off in the sky, but the saint and Queen Cang are above the altar, and they can't go up at will without being summoned.

At this time, the atmosphere of the Prince's Mansion and the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard and the Escort was so low and depressing.

What their fate will hold, no one knows.

Rebellion, killing the current saints, such a great crime of rebellion seems to be like a thousand mountains of deep pressure on the heart.

After looking at the brief panic below, the Eighth Prince saw the corpse in one place.

His brow moved slightly, but the pale face that was always smiling came to his mind.

The sixth prince's face was still as pale as ever, he protected thousands of people, and when he saw the crown prince being hit on the wall by the eighth prince, his body relaxed slightly.

Burst......

At this time, a sound of blood spurting came, and Lin Dongtian suddenly felt a hot current coming from behind him, and the stars bloomed, and his figure appeared behind Queen Cang like a ghost, who was slowly falling down.

Lin Dongtian stretched out his hand to hug Queen Cang, her thin waist was tight, and her hand was smooth as silk, but what came was cold and cold.

Empress Cang's face turned pale, and blood began to slowly ooze out of her facial features.

After a flicker of his figure, Lin Dongtian had already come to the front of 10,000 people with Queen Cang in his arms.

Then slowly put her down.

Queen Cang's chest was slightly undulating at this time, and the corners of her eyes, nose and mouth were overflowing with bloodshots. The starry sky array was forced, she was counterattacked, and she was seriously injured, coupled with the killing of the prince, the vitality slowly disappeared from her body at this time.

Wan Xiang looked at Queen Cang, his face showed compassion, he stretched out his hand, gently stroked the face as smooth as fat, and looked at the familiar face that could not be more familiar.

"All along, have I been your favorite woman?" Queen Cang looked at the face that was close at hand, and wanted to reach out to touch it again, but her whole body was in pain and weak, and she no longer had the strength.

"When you poisoned the queen, I pretended not to know, because the queen was appointed by the royal family, and I had no feelings for her. The deep voices of the ten thousand people sounded softly.

"It turns out that you have always known about this, but why did you never blame me?" suddenly burst into tears from the corners of Empress Cang's eyes.

"Later, you did a lot of things, and I acquiesced a lot, but now that I think about it, I spoil you too much!"

"But why do I think you don't spoil me as much as you used to? Queen Cang said intermittently.

"That's because I'm no longer a prince, but a saint, and you're still the same as before, willful and stubborn and do whatever you want, I've always been used to you pampering you, but you take it for granted. As your ambitions grow, you become more unscrupulous, have I done anything to you?" sighed.

"It turned out that I was so stupid that I never thought that you were paying for me all the time. Queen Cang slowly closed her eyes.

"Am I stupid?" said a self-deprecating look at the corners of her mouth.

The wind blew through her clothes, taking away the last shred of her breath.

Everyone was silent, but the chief manager and Cang Xiuchuan knelt down.

Queen Cang's soul returns to the starry sky.

There was a dead silence on the altar. There was a rolling sound on the wall, and the prince fell from the wall with great difficulty.

He lay on the ground, panting, looking up at the corpse of Queen Cang, cracking his mouth, wanting to laugh but couldn't, and an incomprehensible murmur sounded in his throat.

Ten thousand people stroked Queen Cang's peerless face, two tears fell on her cheeks, and she lowered her head, but she was crying silently.

Everyone looked at it, the figure of ten thousand people at this time was so lonely and aging, he had long lost the spirit of the original king, he was like a lonely old man, looking at his dead wife, he was so helpless and sad.

At this time, beside the ten thousand people, there were the bodies of the three princes and the queen of Cang, and in the distance, the prince was prostrate on the ground, looking like life was better than death.

"Have you ever thought about the cause of yesterday and the fruit of today?" At this moment, a gentle voice sounded in the air.

The crowd followed the voice, and saw the sky, and at some point, there were two people standing.

"Meet the Pope. When they saw the comers, except for the ten thousand people on the altar and Lin Dong and the few people who were here, the rest of the people bowed to the comers.

In the palace square, the generals also bowed and saluted.

No one could have imagined that the Pope would appear here.

Lin Dongtian looked at it, the Pope looked kind, his face was simple, but his eyes seemed to be as deep and mysterious as the starry sky, full of wisdom that ordinary people could not match.

Beside him, there stood a young scholar, younger than Lin Dongtian, wearing a washed white and tattered robe. But it was clean and neat, just like his eyes, clear and clean.

The cat master had a blank expression, he didn't know when the person in front of him appeared in the air, but in the Pope, he felt some familiar feelings, but it was difficult to remember for a while.

"That's all for today!" said the Pope, slowly.

"Yes!" the crowd replied.

"I'm here to make an announcement. The Pope said softly.

"Your Excellency, is it too early at this time?" Hearing this, the Grand Steward suddenly stopped.

Everyone was surprised when they heard this, but they couldn't understand what was going on with the chief steward.

"This is the right time, if His Majesty also returns to the sea of stars today, can any of the many princes want to return to their original owners?" said the Pope slowly.

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and the young people now didn't seem to know that there was such a thing.

"Let's get started!" he said, looking at the Grand Administrator.

Then he looked at the hearts of thousands of people.

Hearing this, Wan Wan nodded slightly.

At this time, I saw the chief manager take out a jade slip from the space bracelet and throw it into the air, at the same time, the same is true for the Pope, a jade slip flew up from the head hand, and the two jade slips were immediately connected in the air, and then perfectly combined.

I saw the jade slip sparkling, unfolding like a wave, and the big ancient golden characters fluttering in the wind.

"I Dubai Dynasty has been established for thousands of years, has been adhering to the heaven and earth to do things, defend the country, so that the people of the Dubai Dynasty have no worries about food and clothing, for the country, today call the grandson of the first crown prince Sun Wu's imperial nephew, Cheng Ding, to succeed to the throne, is the seventeenth emperor of my Dubai, choose three days later to ascend the throne. Wanli 431 years old. ”

The large, glittering golden letters, like inlaid in the air, shine in everyone's eyes, but what is truly surprising is the incomparably surprising.

Today, the Holy Lord actually passed the throne to the son of the former crown prince, not the saint's own prince.

Could it be that the legend back then was true?

For a moment, there was a boiling over the altar.

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