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"What is the crime of killing you, the person who is pretending to be the emperor?" Duanmu Qinghe snorted disdainfully, although the corners of his mouth were full of disdain, but there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Hehe, how can you be so sure I'm impersonating? Just by you said that Qingyun was looking for someone to pretend to be him? The old emperor's voice finally revealed a touch of coldness, I don't know if it was because he felt that the game was over at this time, or because his patience had been exhausted.

"He, he is the real father of this king, and he is also the real emperor of this Duanmu country, you must be fake, and you can only be fake!" Duanmu Qinghe pointed to the dead people on the bed who could no longer die, and narrowed his eyes full of murderous intent.

From the moment the old emperor walked out of the secret door, he already knew that everything he had carefully planned had been revealed. But at this point, how can you give up halfway? Even begging for mercy at this moment, it is difficult to escape the felony of forcing the palace to kill his father, and with a twist on his heart, he finally said what he wanted to say a long time ago.

"Second prince, you can't! He is really Your Majesty, and the old minister can guarantee his life! Zuo Lian crawled to the old emperor's side, and spread his arms in front of him.

At this time, Duanmu Qinghe had already made up his mind in his heart that he would rather be broken than broken, and Zuo Xiang was not afraid of death and touched his brows, so he might as well open the knife.

"Cang Hao" pulled out the saber at his waist and stabbed it towards Zuo Xiang's chest, seeing that the tip of the knife was about to pierce Zuo Xiang's heart, suddenly a big hand pinched the back of the knife powerfully.

Duanmu Qinghe suddenly raised his head and looked up along the big hand, only to see the old emperor squinting at him with Sen Han's eyes.

"Son, you dare to assassinate Zuo Xiang in front of me, I see that you really don't want to live!"

Exerting all his strength, Duanmu Qinghe pushed the tip of the knife forward again, but the old emperor's big hand did not move, like a powerful steel claw firmly fixed the saber in place.

"You are not the father of this king, and the father of this king has not cultivated at all!" Duanmu Qinghe finally grabbed the handle of the old emperor and said proudly with the corners of his mouth.

The old emperor did not immediately answer Duanmu Qinghe's words, but condensed his spiritual power between his two fingers, and everyone only heard a crisp sound of "click", and the saber in Duanmu Qinghe's hand was actually broken from it.

"Hahaha, everyone, you have all seen it, this king said that he is not his father, he is simply impersonating!" With a triumphant smile, Duanmu Qinghe threw the broken saber in his hand to the ground, and looked at the old emperor with both hands and arms folded.

However, he spit out a heavy breath of turbidity in his heart: "It's really dangerous, it's better to move back for a game, otherwise you will definitely be charged with killing your father and killing the king!" ”

Throwing the remaining half of the blade in his hand to the ground casually, the old emperor looked around at everyone present, and said lightly: "I am indeed not Your Majesty today, but the dead man on the dragon couch is not even the real Your Majesty......"

"Hahahaha, did you hear that? He finally admitted that he was not his father, and I said, he was a fake! Before the fake old emperor could finish speaking, Duanmu Qinghe shouted loudly with a happy face, lest everyone present did not hear it.

"Duanmu Qinghe, what are you happy about? Even if he is not his father, do you think what you have done is not a felony of killing your father and killing the king? Duanmu Qingyun, who had been watching in secret, finally stood up at the right time.

"Duanmu Qingyun, this king has just exposed a liar who pretended to be his father, not only not guilty but meritorious, don't talk nonsense here, do you think that if you charge me with killing my father and killing the king, you will be able to sit on the throne of the emperor? And this king suspects that this imposter was arranged by you, so you can't escape it! ”

Duanmu Qinghe originally thought that he would move back to a game, or he died and came back to life, how could he let Duanmu Qingyun come out to stir up the situation at this time? And his purpose is not just to move back for a game, he wants to drag Duanmu Qingyun into the water as well, so that he can sit on the supreme emperor's throne.

At this time, all the ministers present were secretly watching this simple and vague scene, no one knew what was going on, the old emperor appeared unharmed, and the ministers were very happy, but in the end this emperor was a fake, and he also said that the one on the dragon couch was also fake, so where is the real emperor?

Everyone was confused.

After watching it for a long time and listening to it for a long time, Gu Youlan also knew that this matter had reached this juncture, and it had to be ended as soon as possible, otherwise if the time was delayed, there might be some unexpected mess.

And she had just secretly communicated with Yan and Philip in the spiritual space, this fake old emperor did not say anything, and his cultivation was not low, and he was still a grandmaster-level master.

According to his own informant, the old emperor of Duanmu Country did not cultivate, as Duanmu Qinghe said. So this emperor is indeed an impostor, but where it really is, I'm afraid only he knows.

Taking two steps forward leisurely, Gu Youlan arched her hand at the fake emperor: "This master, you haven't finished what you just said, since you admit that you are not the emperor, where is the real emperor?" ”

Raising his arm and bowing his hand deeply, the fake emperor made a ninety-degree bow to Gu Youlan, which was a heavy gift from the spirit to the master, and it was also the awe of those who were more advanced than their own cultivation.

"Duanmu Chenshu meets Empress Yulan!"

Hiss......

As soon as the fake emperor said this, Duanmu Qingyun and Duanmu Qinghe, as well as the two Xiangye on the left and right, immediately gasped.

"Emperor, Uncle Emperor?"

"Lord Chen?"

Duanmu Qingyun, Duanmu Qinghe and the two Xiangye on the left and right exited almost at the same time.

Hearing that the fake emperor had reported his home, Gu Youlan looked at Yan and Philip and smiled, but the other ministers present were even more messy.

As everyone knows, this Duanmu Chenshu is the twin brother of His Majesty today, because he loves to practice martial arts since he was a child, he has long worshiped the master and traveled all over the world, and there has been no news for many years, and only a few old ministers in the entire Duanmu country still vaguely remember the existence of this prince, but because there has been no news for many years, I don't know whether he is dead or alive.

And Duanmu Qingyun and Duanmu Qinghe only heard the imperial grandmother mention it when they were children, and they had never seen a real person, let alone know that this imperial uncle was so similar to his father, if it wasn't for him saying that he was fake, Duanmu Qingyun would have believed it.

"Oh, it turned out to be Prince Chen, the prince doesn't have to be polite!" Gu Youlan skillfully used her spiritual power and gently held Duanmu Chenshu up: "Lord Wang, the matter has come to this, should you tell you the truth?" ”

Duanmu Chenshu was held up by Gu Youlan with spiritual power, and he admired the young empress even more in his heart, he had admired the master since he was a child, and he had fought all over the continent, and he did not find a master who could match it, so he secretly used the coercion of the grandmaster to test the empress, but he did not expect to be dissolved by others lightly.

Not to mention the excitement in my heart, I was even more excited, I really wanted to compete with this little empress at this moment. There are still so many troubles that have not been solved at the moment, and he is also entrusted by his terminally ill brother, so he secretly suppressed his eagerness in an instant and slowly raised his head.

"Empress Yulan, two lords, two imperial nephews and ministers."

"No, Lord Chen, which two adults are you referring to?"

Duanmu Chenshu had just started his life, and the slightly younger soldier Shangshu hurriedly interrupted him, and while speaking, he looked around mysteriously, how to see and feel that the two adults that Prince Chen was referring to were missing one. If that lord didn't show up again, he might think that he had heard it wrong, or that Prince Chen would have seen a ghost.

Originally, Yan wanted to be silent all the time, and Gu Youlan didn't want him to show his face, but who knew that he was pointed out by Duanmu Chenshu in person.

In desperation, Yan had no choice but to hide the enchantment, and secretly glanced at this Prince Chen of Duanmu Country for the first time.

As the enchantment was hidden, a handsome man dressed in purple and with crane hair, who was also immortal and demonic, appeared in front of everyone very abruptly.

"Oh my God, this, this is the Lord Chen said?"

"When did he come?"

"Has it been here all along?"

When the ministers saw such a god and demon in one, they were extremely surprised, and they were even more shocked and shocked.

How advanced is this adult's cultivation?

I've been sitting here silently for so long, and I've been drinking tea casually!

Oh my God, we don't even know that if this is done to us, will we still be alive?

The horror of hindsight made a layer of fine cold sweat appear on the foreheads and backs of all the ministers.

"Ahem!" Feeling that except for Duanmu Chenshu and the two princes, the rest of the ministers were looking at Yan with a very frightened look, Gu Youlan coughed lightly: "This is the national teacher of our Baili Country, and it is also my master Lord Yan!" ”

When Philip heard that Brother Yan was called a national teacher by his sister, he just wanted to grin out loud, but he was immediately suffocated by Gu Youlan's cold eyes, and hurriedly lowered his head again, secretly feeling aggrieved.

Duanmu Chen heard that this profound cultivator turned out to be the national teacher of the Baili Kingdom, although he had never heard anyone mention it, but since ancient times, the more advanced the spirit, the more indifferent, so naturally he also readily believed it.

Immediately bowed deeply again: "Duanmu Chen said that he didn't know that the Lord was the national teacher of the Hundred Miles Country, please forgive me for being rude and neglecting!" ”

Yan stood up lightly, stretched out his plain white hand and waved, his purple deep eyes stared at Duanmu Qinghe, and the magnetic and pleasant voice sounded in everyone's ears with a hint of penetration.

"Lord Chen is polite, it is true that the deity is the national teacher of Baili Country, and it is also the master of Lan'er, but it is even more ...... Lan'er's future husband! ”