Nangong Moyun's cold breath made the air seem to freeze, Du Longheng panicked, the matter of passing on the throne ten years ago was completely made up by himself, it was purely false, just to find an excuse for himself to ascend the throne. He knew that Nangong Moyun knew better than him that this edict was obviously not made by the previous emperor, and Nangong Moyun just took this opportunity to remind him.

The edict is to give him a step down, and Wan'er's coercion is a means to threaten him, as long as he hands over the jade seal, as long as he stamps the edict, Nangong Moyun will release Wan'er.

As long as he does what Nangong Moyun wants, he and Wan'er may still have a chance of life.

Renunciation of the throne...... However, if he gives up the throne, then he will not even have the last weight, he has no power and powerless, how to protect Wan'er, how can he give Wan'er happiness! Coupled with the blood debt of more than 200 lives of the Nangong clan, Nangong Moyun would let him go so easily?

He didn't dare to bet, if Nangong Moyun had a trace of hatred in his heart, it would definitely be impossible to let him go! Even if he is let go, the Du clan will definitely not end well!

If he loses the throne, then there is nothing!

Nothing left...... Du Junheng is leading the troops to rush over to rescue the driver, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope!

His face froze, his eyes like an eagle flashed with the color of fighting to the death, and he said sharply: "Nangong Moyun, you are the prince of the former dynasty in vain, and you actually did such a thing, what kind of hero is it to hold a woman hostage!" The throne is here, if you have the ability, come and take it. ”

As soon as Du Longheng's words came out, His Royal Highness's face was surprised, although the current ruler is not Nangong Moyun, but Nangong Moyun's prestige is known all over the world, and it has been ten years, but it has increased unabated. If the person in front of him is really Prince Moyun, Du Longheng is guilty of making trouble when he speaks like this!

The delicate and handsome eyebrows were raised slightly, and Nangong Moyun had a vague smile on his face, and said lightly: "Du Qingjia, do you think you still have the capital to negotiate with this king?" After finishing speaking, he took out the sword worn by a man in black next to him and threw it in front of Mo Wan'er: "Wan'er, such a stubborn person, this king can no longer tolerate him, you have been ignorant all your life, many things are up to you, this king will give you a chance, whether to go or stay, you can decide for yourself." "Mo Wan'er was stunned, looking at the glittering knife face in a daze, thoughtful.

Du Longheng was taken aback: "No, Wan'er, don't do stupid things, go back to me quickly!" ”

Raising her head slightly, looking at Du Longheng's panicked eyes, Mo Wan'er smiled slightly, weird and beautiful.

"Your Majesty, take care." Slowly saying this, Mo Wan'er picked up the long knife on the ground and stabbed at Nangong Moyun.

Such a mutation made everyone stunned, just when everyone was stunned, Ling Yurou instantly swept out, took out a dagger and pointed at the long knife, only to hear a crisp sound of 'dang', the long knife was immediately broken into two, Ling Yurou pushed the momentum, and Mo Wan'er flew out diagonally.

"Wan'er!" Seeing her beloved being knocked away, Du Longheng's heart was like a knife, and he hurriedly stepped forward, only to see Mo Wan'er holding the knife on his neck. Du Longheng was stunned for a moment and stopped.

"Wan'er, what do you want to do? Put the knife down. Huge fear overflowed in his heart, and Du Longheng said in a trembling voice.

Mo Wan'er smiled slightly, poignant and weird: "Your Majesty, Wan'er has never been your person. ”

As soon as these words fell, the jade hand turned, and the bright blade slid through the neck, and the blood spurted out in an instant, drawing a poignant lone line in the air. As soon as her beautiful eyes closed, Mo Wan'er slowly fell.

"No!"

Like a beast torn apart, a mournful and mournful cry resounded through the Zhengde Palace, and Du Longheng rushed to Mo Wan'er's side like crazy, hugging her tightly, tears pouring out.

"Why, why!"

Until the last moment, she didn't give him a chance, she never liked him, never!

Even if he doesn't like it, it's not meaningless, all he wants is for his beloved her to stay by his side, as long as she lives, but she would rather choose to die...... I'd rather die than stay with him.

Du Longheng hugged Mo Wan'er's corpse and roared, this invincible man, this man who killed the king and usurped the throne, and the obvious wolf ambition, completely collapsed the moment his beloved fell.

After all, it's sad to pass the love word level.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Ling Yurou was worried, and suddenly remembered that this Mo Wan'er was dressed up by Ayu, and her face changed! This Mo Wan'er, is it Ayu?

At this time, there was a sound of tearing and killing outside the hall, the sound of sword clashing was endless, and the screams were repeated, and it was conceivable that the battle was very fierce. Everyone was shocked, but they were puzzled. Du Junheng led the troops to rescue him, so which soldiers and horses were he killed?

Nangong Moyun smiled slightly, Ling Haotian was taken out of the hall by Shi Wei just now, and it was the deployment of troops outside the door in order to guard against the old fox in Jiuding Mountain.

After all, it's still here, this father and son, they can't use it.

Turned around and walked up the steps slowly, although he was wearing the clothes of a eunuch, he did not hide the power of dominating the world, everyone was shocked, and they all had the urge to kneel and worship, but because Du Longheng was here, the situation was unknown, and no one dared to move.

"Ten years ago, my Nangong Moyun suffered a great change, General Du Longheng took over my throne for more than ten years, this country is in charge of the Nangong family, and I am the tenth monarch of Wuji Kingdom." Nangong Moyun said slowly, although his voice was faint but undoubted, standing in front of the dragon chair, the emperor's aura was natural.

"After ten years of separation, the officials of the Wuji Dynasty have changed a lot, many people don't know this king, and many people will question the identity of this king, whether the prince Moyun, who has not met for a long time, will prove his true identity while the Zhongqing family is here." After Nangong Moyun finished speaking, the cold light flashed in his hand, I don't know when there was an extra knife, he lifted his robe to reveal his left wrist, and took the knife in his right hand to his left hand, and the blood gushed out from under the snow-white skin, dripping on the ground, and in an instant, a strange fragrance rushed out, and the fragrance overflowed every corner of the Zhengde Palace.

It is the fragrance of ink, like the fragrance of the best ink, smelling makes people feel comfortable, many old officials are already ready to move, His Royal Highness is immediately in a commotion, and the discussion is boiling.

"According to records, His Royal Highness Prince Moyun has a vision, and when he was born, the house was full of thousands of fragrances, and all of you have seen it, standing in front of him, it is really His Royal Highness the Prince!" Lou Jinyu, who was kneeling on the ground, saw that the time had come, and immediately stood up and shouted passionately: "Prince Moyun is back, come back to take charge of this world, Wuji Country will be prosperous for thousands of generations, long live the monarch of Wuji Country, long live Long live!" ”

After Lou Jinyu finished speaking, His Royal Highness had already knelt down, and everyone shouted in unison: "Wuji Country has been prosperous for thousands of generations!" Long live the Emperor of the Infinite Kingdom, long live! ”

The voice was majestic and loud, rushing straight out of the hall, Ling Yurou stood under His Royal Highness and did not kneel, listening to the call of the hundred officials, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind: The Eastern Sect Leader Wen Cheng Wude, for thousands of years, dominates the rivers and lakes.

The body shuddered involuntarily, and then looked at Nangong Moyun in front of the dragon throne, he was back to the Son of Heaven, but her mood was not a little happy, but she felt that the distance from him was so far, so far......