Everyone walked forward quickly, and a strong aura erupted from Qin Tianqi's body, and quickly surged around, and where they passed, a great avenue soon appeared in front of them.

Passers-by, cars and horses were swept aside.

Everyone walked forward quickly, and soon came to a large house full of 'Mongolian' ancient buildings, only to see that at this time, this building had been surrounded by soldiers.

There are tens of thousands of soldiers densely packed, and among these people, there are still many people with special abilities, obviously these people are the 'elite' British troops of the empire.

Seeing someone approaching, dozens of soldiers immediately rushed over, their guns pointed at everyone.

"Ouch, isn't this the noble princess? Why did you come here? This is now a military restricted area, and no one is allowed to enter!" A soldier who seemed to be a high-ranking officer walked over, glanced at everyone, and said, "Please retreat to a hundred meters away, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!"

"Get out!"

Qin Tianqi snorted coldly, and a huge coercion erupted from his body, and the soldier was shocked and flew backwards, and then fell to the ground with a "poof", spitting blood from his mouth.

When the other soldiers saw that Qin Tianqi dared to make a move, they glared at Qin Tianqi angrily one by one, and a loud sound sounded, and it turned out to be this group of soldiers who had bullets on the chambers.

However, the next moment, I only felt a huge pressure pressing down, and the guns in the hands of these soldiers couldn't help but collapse one after another, turning into parts and scattering on the ground.

And the group of people was even more shocked, sitting on the ground with their butts on their faces, all of them full of horror.

Tens of thousands of soldiers all sat on the ground in an instant, and the scene was as shocking as it was.

"Dear wife, please!" Qin Tianqi smiled slightly, and said to Qiqige: "Wife, are you satisfied with my handling like this?"

"Husband. Kikige smiled. Nodding his head, he strode forward. And those soldiers could only watch as Kikige and the others wanted to walk towards the conference hall, but they didn't dare to stop them at all.

Not to mention blocking, it is a luxury for these tens of thousands of 'elite' troops to be able to stand up and hold their guns tightly. Tens of thousands of people were crushed to death by Qin Tianqi's breath.

......

In this huge and magnificent building, in a sumptuous hall there is a large palm table cut out of 'granite', on which there are twelve positions.

These twelve positions. Represents the Golden Twelve Families.

And at this time, there were twelve people sitting in these twelve seats. At the top of the list was Kiqige's father, the current emperor of the empire, Timur.

Timur was an old man in his seventies, with a crown representing imperial power in his gray hair, a pale face that looked a little painful, a pair of eyes that shone with anger, and in his hand, he held a golden scepter.

In the past. His hand holding the scepter was very powerful, but now the hand holding the scepter seemed to tremble a little.

And sitting in the other eleven positions are the heads of the other eleven families, each of whom is a minister of the 'Mongolian' ancient empire and a person who holds power. That is, another prince of the 'Mongolian' ancient empire.

And the lama standing behind these people is a person with great ability.

Apparently. The strength of those dozen lamas is much stronger than that of Timur, otherwise they would not have even had a chance to move under their coercion.

"Timur, have you thought about it? Do you take the initiative to give up the imperial power to the young man, or will we 'force' you to give up the imperial power!" a thin bald prince looked at Timur with a sneer. The corners of his mouth showed a hint of a 'yin' cold smile: "Everyone is a descendant of Genghis Khan, why are you so persistent? As long as you are willing to give up the throne to my son, I can assure you that your family's life in the next life will definitely not be worse than the current one!"

"Timur, there is a saying in the Chinese Empire that feng shui takes turns. Isn't it too unfair to us to come to my house this year, the throne belongs to everyone, but your side has always occupied it? I think you should give up the throne. Another prince sitting on the throne said with a smile: "Timur, don't think about it so much, today you will give up the throne, and in the future, Qiqige's girl will also marry the eldest prince, you are a family, and in the future, the children of Qiqige and the eldest prince will inherit the throne of the emperor of the Great 'Mongolian' Ancient Empire, and it is not equivalent to your inheritance?"

"That's right, Timur, I think you should give up the throne!"

"Guarding the position of an emperor, it is better to be a prince to have a good time, I think you should put down the throne and enjoy life!"

“......”

Everyone said one after another, listening to the words of those old brothers, Timur's eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of killing intent, he understood that he was still the emperor of the empire, so these people didn't dare to do anything with themselves, although they were 'forced' to give way to themselves, but as long as they were still emperors for a day, absolutely no one dared to really kill themselves.

But once he abdicates the throne, the only end will be death, not only himself, but everyone in his own lineage will die! Since ancient times, the dynasties have been changed, and they have all stepped on the blood of the previous emperor.

If they can let themselves go, the ghosts won't believe it!

"When you do this, you are clearly 'forced' the palace, and you are clearly rebelling, the ancestors will not forgive you, and the Immortal Heaven will not bless you!" Timur said angrily, his eyes were about to burst with anger.

"Hahaha...... Rebellion? The winner is the king, and the loser is the coward, this is a thousand-year-old truth!" The bald prince looked at Timur with a sneer, snorted coldly, and said: "Shameless, do you really think that you are still the emperor of the empire? Now you are just an ant, we want to kill, we can kill at any time!"

"Today's throne, you have to let it, you have to let it if you don't let it, you go up and cut off his hand, and then press it on the edict of Zen Rang!" The bald prince said ruthlessly: "After today, I will kill all the male 'sex' of your lineage, and sell all the 'women' and 'sex' of your line to foreign countries, so that they will receive customers for the rest of their lives!"

"Yes!"

The two lamas beside the bald prince 'drawn' their scimitars and walked quickly towards Timur.

"You dare!" Timur couldn't help but be furious, the golden light on his body emanated, but he was held down by death, and he couldn't resist at all.

And the figures of the two lamas flashed, and they came to Timur's side, one grabbed Timur's hand and pressed it on the table, and the other raised the knife in his hand and was about to cut off Timur's hand.

(Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I wish all candidates and readers a smooth college entrance examination, everyone can be admitted to their favorite university, come on, come on!)