Chapter 25—The Aged King (3)

Come out, useless. "The old king lowered his eyes, like an unfathomable master.

"Father is really not old. Kansha stepped out from behind the hidden door, and very deliberately put away his scimitar in front of his father, as if to remind the other that if one was not careful, he would not mind becoming a paternal killer like Tuodi.

"I'm still old after all, and I don't have the same enthusiasm as you young people. Gojie lamented that he thought that when Kansha was so old, he was much more crazy than what he did, but since he sat on the throne of the prince, he had become cautious, like a frightened snake, coiled in a circle and looked like he was ready to attack others, but in fact it was just to protect himself.

"Are you looking for me?" Kansha walked over to his father, who could be sure if the sand snake was really respectful to his father, or just sanctimonious.

"Did you really decide to do this?" Goger didn't doubt Kansha's wolf ambitions, just he wasn't sure if his son was ready. In doing so, it was like a big gamble, not just his own life, but the future of the entire desert region.

"Father, what do you think...... If you ascend to the top and shout, how many people in the entire desert will respond to you?" Kansha also knows that although he has become a prince, his reputation is far less than that of his father, and if he wants to conquer Changxia, the desert is the same as the rainforest, and he needs to clean up his autonomous region first, and only by twisting it into a rope can he become a powerful whip to fight the enemy.

Kansha's desire to rebel was also calculated for a long time. He also knew that this was not a simple matter, although he had always been the best one since he was a child, but he still had a long way to go if he wanted to be the best in the entire Changxia.

It's just that the death of Emperor Baichuan has given Kansha an excellent opportunity to make the plan he has been brewing for several years come true little by little. The Emperor's sudden death was only a fuse for Kansha, and he needed it to make his plans come true.

If the desert wants to be truly twisted into a rope, it has to come to the power before the intervention of Emperor Baichuan, the leader of these two forces, one is Queen Medusa who is far away in the imperial capital, and the other is the captain of the "Desert Fleet" who is now in a high position, his father, Gojie!

As long as these two people raise their arms and shout, almost the entire desert sand snake team is swarming, the two kings are here, there is always one they worship, otherwise they will not choose to fall into the grass when the sand bandits are so weak.

As long as it is a human being, it must have faith or worship, and Kansha has now gathered these two huge resources around him. If the bandits of the entire desert were to gather and unite together, the army of the desert would be no worse than any other area, not even worse than the royal guards.

"But you just killed my right and left hand for you. "Gojie is a little unhappy, the so-called Three Horsemen of the Desert have always been Gojie's right-hand hand for Kansha, who knew that Kansha stood in that ring today, and really killed the person he prepared for his future mercilessly.

"I have my own left and right hands," Kansha pretended not to understand Goje's words, and gestured at his father, "I now have Queen Medusa, and the only one who is left behind." ”

Goger's eyes suddenly froze, and at that moment the person standing in front of him was no longer his son, but turned into a poisonous snake dancing towards him, as if waiting for him to get closer, and then hit himself with venom to kill him.

"I won't support you. Gojie sighed: "At least not on the surface. But you are my son after all, and my name should have some place in the hearts of my old fellows. The desert will do its best to help you, but it will never give it all its might. ”

"It's enough to have your words!" Kansha's purpose in coming today is actually to find out his father's position, because this is really important, if his father strongly opposes his attack on the imperial capital, then he will have to be busy just sorting out the civil strife.

But now that my father has relented, the day of his attack on the imperial capital has been advanced by another day, as if it is close at hand.

"Kansha," the old king seemed to be a little older, compared to Kora, he was like a dead body that had stepped into a coffin, if Mu Bing and Ying Rong were here, they would definitely not hesitate to destroy him as a living dead: "You have to remember that the desert is your home, not your bet. Hopefully, you have a good chance of winning, or your destruction will lead to the destruction of the entire desert. ”

This is a teaching from his father, not from a previous king. He hoped that his son would win all battles, and he also hoped that the land that gave birth to him would no longer be soaked in blood.

In a trance, Old Gojie seemed to have returned to his youth, looking at the gladiatorial arena that had just been built at that time, stepping on the sticky ground under his feet, and surrounding him was the audience who had already become red-eyed.

It was in this situation that Gojie went from a sand bandit leader who could do whatever he wanted to a virtuous prince with a heart for the desert, and from the moment he stepped into the gladiatorial arena, he had become the savior of the entire desert region, the savior of all sand snakes.

Now his son stood in front of him, his eyes full of confident fires, which seemed to be ready to burn at any time, and then ignite the whole long summer.

Maybe Kansha will become a ruler in the end, but the world he rules should be ashes after being completely burned.

A sense of mission suddenly appeared in the old prince's mind, as if he had to act as a savior once more to save the desert.

Kansha didn't seem to listen to his father's advice at all, in his eyes everything is now ready, even his father's east wind has been borrowed by himself, whether it is the imperial capital or Changxia, it is like a bag for him: "Father, don't worry, as long as I become the emperor of the new Changxia, you will still be the prince of the desert region." No, it should be the prince of any region, you choose, as long as you want, the son can give it to you anyway. ”

"I want the desert. "Maybe the desert doesn't have as many resources as the East China Sea, as mysterious witchcraft as the rainforest, and as magical spirits as the plateau that communicate with animals.

But there is sand in the desert, and the sand snake cannot live without sand, and without sand it will die.

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