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It turned out that in the end, they actually bet on the wrong treasure!

In the end, it turned out to be this Murong Qian, who looked like a "dead dog", suddenly came out and became the final winner.

This result was both expected and unexpected.

This man, dormant is really deep enough, a little interesting, he really deserves to be the former Nanyue God of War.

Only such a man can become his opponent.

It's just that now he has a more important thing to deal with, and that is the corpse soldiers!

Murong Qian was able to accurately find out the corpse soldiers around Murong Shu, how did he do this?

You must know that in the records of the history books, this kind of king's army cannot be broken at all!

Could it be that Murong Qian really had a set of methods to identify corpse soldiers? And he, is he willing to say this to let everyone know......

Squinting his eyes, Yan Tuo's grim face like a knife drew a sneer, and said leisurely: "You mean, City Lord Ji's farewell banquet is tomorrow, right?" ”

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Yan Tuo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Very good, you go back and mobilize a team of elite soldiers, stop Ji Shuyun on the way back to Peicheng, and make sure that she is still alive." Read the full text of the latest chapterRead the full text of the latest chapter"

The man frowned and asked, "Your Highness is preparing ......?"

Yan Tuo sneered and said, "Don't you see, that Murong Qian's dedication to Ji Shuyun, if we can control Ji Shuyun, maybe we can get the news we want." ”

"Yes! Subordinates understand! The man knew it in his heart, and said that Ji Shuyun and Murong Qian had a marriage contract back then, and Ji Shuyun was very infatuated with Murong Qian, so from this point of view, this rumor is reversed.

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On the Yuyao Palace, Murong Qian looked at Fang Yueze and the others who were kneeling below, and did not immediately drag them out and behead them, especially Fang Yueze, he knew his ability very well, if he could take this person for his own use, he could comfort the hearts of Murong Shu's henchmen in the court, and he could also create a magnanimous scene.

Therefore, Fang Yueze and others survived.

After Murong Qian finished asking questions one by one, he let everyone leave, he had already bathed and changed his clothes, and the injuries on his body had been treated.

He sat on the dragon chair, with an aura of not being angry and arrogant, so frightened that the palace maids and eunuchs below did not dare to raise their heads.

At this time, Murong Qian looked at the golden and brilliant hall in front of him, and the people below who were sincerely afraid, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness and loneliness in his heart.

Could it be that sitting alone on this dragon chair is the ultimate wish of most people in the world?

Yes, he was like that once upon a time......

It was only now, after he sat here, that he realized what it means to be cold in a high place.

From this moment on, no one will trust him wholeheartedly, because he is a king, and they are ministers......

Originally, he could have had a person who looked at the world with a smile side by side with him, but unfortunately, that person was lost by him.

Thinking about it, Murong Qian felt as if someone had opened a hole in his heart, and the cold air poured in, and the blood in his body was about to coagulate.

Stretching out his hand and rubbing his eyebrows, Murong Qian said lightly, "You all stand down." ”

A group of palace maids and eunuchs arrived one after another: "Yes-"

After everyone left, Murong Qian raised his head and said, "I know you're outside, come in." ”