Chapter 109: Yuan Yang, I'm not convinced, I want to be the king of Zhenbei!
At the same time, Xu Zifan and others also climbed to the top of the Jade Emperor.
"It's so lively!"
Seeing that there were many pilgrims outside the Jade Emperor Temple in the distance, Yang Xuexue looked at Xu Zifan with a smile and said, "I'll go buy some incense paper." ”
"Hmm!"
Xu Zifan smiled and nodded.
When Yang Xuexue ran to buy incense paper, Xu Zifan had a restrained smile on his face, and looked at Lu Lu who hooked Liu Qing's shoulder, "You stay here to protect Xue Xue, and I'll go back." ”
After speaking, without waiting for Lu Lu to speak to Liu Qing, Xu Zifan's whole person was wrapped in the power of consciousness and disappeared in place.
Lulu blinked and looked at Liu Qing, "You say, what are you going to do?"
"How do I know!" Liu Qing angrily shook off the right hand that was on his shoulder.
"Ouch, I'm still arrogant!"
Xu Zifan's figure appeared in front of Zhenbei Palace, looking at the plaque on the top, he couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, and then looked at the stone carvings on the left and right, his eyes narrowed.
The stone carving was sealed, and it had just been sealed.
"King!"
A trembling voice rang out from inside the palace.
In the main hall, Yuan Yan trembled, his tiger eyes were full of excitement, and he slowly turned around and looked at the figure walking slowly.
"Wang, it's really you!" Yuan Yan's breathing became rapid, and his eyes were red.
"Buzz !!"
The seventeen phantoms manifested again, kneeling down on one knee in front of Xu Zifan, who was standing at the gate.
"The last general, Yuanhu, meet the king!"
"The last general, Yuan Xin, meet the king!"
“......”
Staring at Xu Zifan with a complicated expression, Yuan Yuan's right knee slowly bent, "The last general, Yuan Yuan, meet the king!"
Xu Zifan looked at Yuan Yan who was kneeling down on one knee calmly, "I'm not Yuan Yang!"
"King!"
Yuan Yan suddenly raised his head, looked at Xu Zifan, and recalled Fa Qing's words before, 'Yuan Yang even abandoned his identity'.
"You are Zhenbei Wang Yuanyang, you will always be Zhenbei Wang Yuanyang, why do you want to escape?" Yuan Yuan's emotions suddenly became excited, he suddenly got up, rushed to Xu Zifan, and glared at him angrily, "Tell me, why don't you admit it?"
Looking at the emotional Yuan Yan, Xu Zifan raised his eyebrows, "Zhenbei Wang Yuanyang is gone." ”
"Hahahaha!!"
Abruptly!
Yuan Yan laughed presumptuously, laughing so much that tears flowed out, and raised his hand to point at Xu Zifan, "Since you don't want to be the king of Zhenbei, why didn't you pass the position to me back then? Why did you disappear without saying a word? Yuan Yang, I hate it!!"
With his arms outstretched, Yuan Yan slowly raised his head, his face full of complexity, "Back then, you brought together eighteen of our brothers, and in order to be able to get close to the Zhennan Wang Tianyou clan, you created the Zhenbei Wangfu. In the huge town of Beiwangfu, you don't care about anything. It's me, it's me, I'm fighting for you. It is my original alliance to build the Zhenbei Wangfu into one of the eight holy places in the world......"
As soon as the words turned, Yuan Yan staggered to the chair, his eyes were blank, "Why don't you want to admit the identity of the king of Zhenbei? Is this identity not worthy of your Yuan Yang?"
Pointing to his nose, Yuan Yan looked at Xu Zifan, "Do you know why I'm still alive?" Because I want to be the king of Zhenbei, even if it's for a moment, a breath ......."
"But they don't agree!!"
Yuan Yan looked at the seventeen phantoms who knelt on one knee and had not yet gotten up, "My seventeen brothers, they only recognize you, and they don't agree with me being the king of Zhenbei...... Hahahaha, in order to punish my ambition, they will voluntarily extinguish the power of the soul so that I can live forever and ever. ”
"Prima!"
Xu Zifan's voice was calm, "You can sit in the position of King Zhenbei." ”
"I don't need your charity!" Yuan Xianhu got up abruptly with tears in his eyes, and ran towards the black giant chair directly above him as if he was crazy.
"Smack!"
The right foot lands on the first step.
"Your original central government is just the establishment of the Zhenbei Wangfu......"
"Smack!"
Stepping on the second step with his left foot, the seventeen one-kneeling phantoms turned their heads in unison, looking at the crazy Yuan San, and a roll of golden dragon qi was born out of thin air, as if turning into chains, falling on Yuan San's body, winding and pulling.
"In the second year of the establishment of Zhenbei Wangfu, I chased and killed the Nine Demons of the Heavenly Snake and made Zhenbei Wangfu famous in Taizhou...... It was my original three who let the world hear about the Zhenbei Wangfu for the first time. ”
"Smack!"
Taking another step and ascending the third step, the hideous color on Yuan Yan's face became more and more intense, and the chains turned by the golden dragon qi were like sharp blades, cutting through the battle armor on his body.
"The Nine Lakes of Heavenly Demon are opened, and it is I who led seventeen brothers and thirty thousand generals to sweep the Quartet and grab the heart of the Nine Demons for you. But you, but you gave the heart of the Nine Demons to the Tianyou clan...... You are king, we are servants, and we dare not complain...... But, I'm not reconciled. Why? Why can the Tianyou clan sit back and enjoy it?"
"Smack!!
The armor cracked completely, revealing intertwined muscles, chains piercing into the muscles, and blood gushed red.
"But, we have no regrets about you... But why did you abandon us without saying a word?"
"If I am the king, the Zhenbei Wangfu will definitely be the most... But my seventeen brothers don't agree, they're stupid, I'm stupid, we all believe you'll come back......"
"Wait, wait, wait, our bodies are gone, and the power of our souls is exhausted. ”
"In order to wait for you, the original tiger will extinguish the power of the soul, nourish my soul, let me live, live in their place... Waiting for you to come back......"
Yuan Yan's face was full of tears, and he looked up at the black giant chair, "But you, Yuan Yang, really abandoned us." ”
"Since you don't want us anymore, then, let me be the king of the north of this town!"
"I don't want your charity, the position of the king of Zhenbei belongs to me, I want, step by step, step by step... Sit in the position of the king of the north of the town. ”
The seventeen phantoms became more and more blurred, merging into the golden dragon qi.
Suddenly, an illusory palm appeared on Yuan Yan's body, holding him down.
Yuan Yan's body trembled, and tears kept falling, "At this time, why do you want to stop me? Why!!"
With Yuan Yuan's current strength, it would be easy to shatter these illusory palms, but he couldn't, it was the hands of his brothers.
"Smack!"
Yuan Yan suddenly sat down on the last step, revealing boundless dead silence, his eyes were dull, and he looked at Xu Zifan who was silent, "Yuan Yang, you say, why are you the king of Zhenbei?"
Xu Zifan wanted to say that I was not Yuan Yang, but he couldn't say it.
Halfway through, Xu Zifan suddenly laughed and walked towards Yuan Yan step by step.
In the bewildered gaze of Yuan Yan, Xu Zifan walked up the steps, helped him up, and continued to walk towards the black giant chair.
"Smack!"
Xu Zifan sat firmly on the black giant chair, and continued to pull Yuan Yan and sit beside him.
Yuan Yan stiffened, and the moment he sat down on the black giant chair, he suddenly felt empty in his heart.
"You ask me, why do you want to be the king of Zhenbei?"
"Then I tell you now, for I have eighteen brothers with whom I am brothers. ”
"Because my eighteen brothers are willing to give me their lives, they can die for me without regret. ”
"Because even if I wait for a thousand years, ten thousand years, they will wait for my return without regrets. ”
"That's why I can be the king of Zhenbei!"
"Yuan Xuan, the position of the king of Zhenbei is not mine, it belongs to the nineteen of us!!"
"Boom !!"
Listening to Xu Zifan's sonorous words, Yuan Yan was in a trance, and there seemed to be a muffled thunder explosion in his mind.