"Xiu'er!"

Wu Yuze's heart was beating wildly when he saw this, he couldn't care about Wu Qinze because it was not his son, but Wu Zhengxiu was his only son.

"Giggles"

Wu Yuze clenched his teeth, staring at the woman in red with an extremely terrifying gaze, and he couldn't wait to tear it apart.

Even Jun Yi and the others were a little surprised, the sudden scene in front of them, no one thought that when Mo Yiqian and the drunken madness made a move, their attention was focused on Wu Qiuming's body, although there was a little precaution against the outside world, but most of them were guarding against unexpected changes.

"Hong'er, no, you're not Hong'er, who are you?"

Wu Yuze roared in his mouth, his figure slowly turned around, staring at the woman in red motionless.

She is a maid in the palace, a down-and-out woman who Wu Zhengxiu picked up when he occasionally went out, and let her serve Wu Zhengxiu personally when she thought of pity.

Wu Yuze also had doubts in his heart, after all, this method of approaching with beauty was too obvious, but after a check, there was no information at all, or there was no difference from the information in her mouth.

At that time, for the sake of Wu Zhengxiu's safety, Wu Yuze wanted to expel her from the palace, after all, he would rather kill her than let it go.

But in order to prevent Wu Qiuming from discovering the secret, Wu Zhengxiu had already been marginalized by him, and if he interfered too much, he was afraid that he would be exposed.

In the end, he let Hong'er stay by Wu Zhengxiu's side, but at the same time, he didn't give up monitoring, but for a few years, Hong'er was carefully served, and he withdrew without any strange actions.

I didn't expect it, and after a lot of calculations, there was still a problem in the end.

"Who am I?"

Hong'er's eyebrows moved slightly, her expression fiddled unconsciously, but she had a full sense of charm, and said with a smile: "Are you old and confused, I'm Hong'er, you have been monitoring Hong'er for seven years." ”

"What? Don't you recognize?

"You!"

Wu Yuze's eyes shrank suddenly, and his fingers at Hong'er trembled slightly: "You know, you actually know all this?!"

"Hehe, you think you're doing it seamlessly?"

Hong'er Jiao laughed, looked at Wu Yuze's eyes with some surprise, as if looking at a fool, and sighed: "How could they find me in the realm of martial arts?"

"It's not so much that they spy on me, but that their every move is under my watch, my Imperial Majesty, you are really naïve. ”

"Who the hell are you?"

Wu Yuze roared in his mouth, the power of the martial arts realm of his body shook, and the anger in his heart made him feel confused, he thought that he was the person who laid it out, but he didn't expect that in the end, his self-righteous actions could be seen clearly in the eyes of others.

"You"

Wu Yuze still wanted to speak, but when the words came to his mouth, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and a thought appeared in his mind: "You and Wu Qiuming are together!"

"Tsk, it looks like you're still saved. ”

Hong'er sighed lightly in her mouth, looked at Wu Yuze's gaze and sighed slightly, but it was a mocking sigh, and then looked at Wu Qiuming, playing with taste: "The strongest person in the Beicang Continent, I'm afraid even you don't know my existence, right?"

"You're the one they sent to spy on me?"

Wu Qiuming's face was gloomy, and the cold light in his eyes flickered.

"Or what do you think I'm doing here?"

The corners of Hong'er's mouth twitched, a little bored: "But don't worry, at least for now, I'm here to save you." ”

Wu Qiuming didn't speak again, just stared at the red child's eyes flickering, and there was a ruthless color in his eyes, and a faint gloomy bitterness flashed on his face.

"Wu Yuze, let them hand over the people, right?"

Hong'er opened her mouth gently, and the long sword in her hand rested on Wu Zhengxiu's neck, and with a slight movement, a burst of blood

Scars appeared on the side of his throat, and blood spilled out.

"Father, save me, save me, father, I don't want to die, I don't want to die"

Wu Zhengxiu felt the coldness in his neck and suddenly burst into the dead, howling loudly in his mouth, and even a little tears oozed from his eyes, begging: "Sister Hong'er, Sister Hong, please don't kill me, I didn't treat you badly!"

"How could I be willing to kill you?"

Hong'er kneaded Wu Zhengxiu's neck, and said in a coquettish voice, as if she was a little resentful: "However, whether you can live or not, it's not up to me to decide, it depends on what your father wants." ”

Wu Zhengxiu's whole body was cold, and he felt the soft fingertips on his neck, instead of feeling a trace of temptation, he felt a sense of suffocation in his heart.

"What are you waiting for?

Wu Zhengxiu's heart collapsed, and he didn't choose to speak: "I am your son, your own son, Wu Qinze is dead, do you still want to kill me?"

"Please, just save me, I will take care of your old age and send you to the end of my life, and honor you well. ”

Wu Zhengxiu's eyes trembled, the word order was chaotic between his words, and even the crotch of his pants smelled of urine, which made Hong'er frown for a while.

"Rubbish!"

Hong'er shouted angrily in his mouth, and slapped Wu Zhengxiu in the face.

“”

Wu Yuze's eyes were dull, his body trembled, and he couldn't speak for a while when he heard Wu Zhengxiu's words, he never thought that the heirs he left behind were actually this kind of goods.

"Jun, Jun Gongzi"

Wu Yuze turned around stiffly, the whole person seemed to have emptied his spirit, at this moment he was dozens of years old, his eyes were no longer angry, his body was stiff, and he did not have the slightest imperial power, no different from an ordinary lonely old man.

Jun Yi raised his eyebrows, looking at this scene with sadness, but he still wanted to see what choice Wu Yuze made, on the one hand, the revenge of killing his father, and on the other hand, the pain of losing his son, it was really difficult.

Hong'er frowned, looking at Wu Zhengxiu in front of her with great contempt in her eyes, but this is not the time to dwell on this, Mo Yiqian and the drunken madness can take down Wu Qiuming, and it is really the object of her 200% vigilance.

In the palace, there was some silence for a while, except for the occasional sobbing and frightened breathing of Wu Zhengxiu.

Wu Yuze was sad in his heart, looking at Wu Qiuming in the ice crystal giant tree, his expression was a little trance, and Wu Zhengxiu's frightened voice occasionally echoed in his ears, the words were like knives, and the knives were to the bones.

He opened his mouth and wanted to open his mouth to let Jun Yi let Wu Qiuming go, but the voice couldn't come out of his mouth, as if his throat was blocked by something, and he couldn't speak.

"You, what are you waiting for?"

Wu Zhengxiu felt the cold liquid slowly flowing from his neck, and the fear in his heart became stronger and stronger: "You old immortal thing, how long can you live?"

"I am the descendant of the Wu family!The future of the Wufeng Dynasty!!I am the crown prince of the Wufeng Dynasty!!

A sharp exclamation resounded through the palace, and even a response came out, and after a long time, the sound came into his ears, but in Wu Yuze's ears, it was like a knife cutting meat.

And with the blunt knife, little by little, the flesh was cut.

If you can't cut it, you will grind it with a knife little by little until it is worn out and ground up.

Wu Yuze's face was pale, his body shook, and he only felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and the last trace of thought in his heart was gradually disappearing.

"Poof!"

Wu Yuze fell to the ground, facing upwards on his back, his eyes were gray, the revenge of killing his father was what he wanted to do the most, he didn't know how much effort he spent on layout, for calculation, and for waiting, how much white hair he had broken.

But at the same time, he also thought about the future, the future of the Wufeng Dynasty, and the future of his own descendants.

That's when I thought of the substitute, Mrs. Yi

When the son came to power, let a fake prince attract the attention of the world, and let the true heir undergo the test and hone his heart.

How can a qualified person control a dynasty, how can he pacify the Quartet, and how can he be powerful?

But he never expected that the bureau he had arranged with his own hands would reach such a point.

Wu Qinze, the fake son who was raised by him, although his temperament is slightly poor and he is occasionally impulsive, he has begun to take on the majesty of a superior person.

But what about Wu Zhengxiu's own heirs, instead of being enterprising, let themselves be presumptuous, going in and out of the land of fireworks and willows, and not having the slightest intention of competing for the throne, but even the will of the Wufeng Dynasty to establish a country with force was left behind, and there was no trace of the spirit of a strong man in him.

On the day of the Nine Infant Fierce Beast, seeing Wu Qinze sneaking close to Jun Yi and wanting to attack and kill, he was also a little hesitant at that time, and he also struggled a little in his heart.

In order to make Wu Qinze more like the crown prince and his son, and not let others suspect him, he is almost playing the role of a father with his heart, and he cares about everything.

After all, after more than ten years of upbringing, how can there be no family affection?

But, after all, he is not his own son, those concerns, those teachings, are all pretended by him, even if there is a little sincerity, but thinking of Wu Zhengxiu's obstacles to the throne, he has erased them all.

It was at that time that Wu Qiuming and many ministers of the Wufeng Dynasty wanted to speak, and even made a move, but in the end they were all stopped by him vaguely.

Yes, ruthless.

If he is not ruthless, he will not be able to rush to the crown angrily, he will not be able to get close to Jun Yi, and he will not be able to take advantage of the situation to get rid of Wu Qiuming, so as to avenge the killing of his father.

Therefore, he watched Wu Qinze die in front of him, and at that moment, he had heartache, and even his heart was like a knife.

He has no regrets, and in order to achieve great things, he must be ruthless.

But he hated, hated Jun Yi for killing Wu Qinze, this is a complicated relationship, but things have to be done one by one, step by step, so he suppressed his hatred.

But now, at the juncture when the great revenge is about to be avenged, his own son has said such a thing, how can he accept it?

At this moment, he regretted it, but he hated it even more.

regrets that he was ruthless and sent Wu Qinze, who he had cultivated single-handedly, to his death.

Hate but hate that he didn't see this wolf-hearted thing as soon as possible, his true face is that he is so despicable, it is his expectations of Wu Zhengxiu that are too high, blind trust, and cover his eyes.

But he didn't hate Hong'er, and was even a little relieved, a person who made him suspicious, a person lurking around him, in the end, at least let him see the face of the person he expected the most.

"What are you doing? Old thing, are you asleep? Huh?"

Wu Zhengxiu felt the silence in the palace, this oppressive atmosphere made him collapse, after all, his life was in the hands of others, he was already wasted, and he could no longer cultivate, but he still wanted to live, and he still wanted to enjoy the world of flowers and flowers, and enjoy the joy of fish and water.

"You get up for me, say, tell them, let a few of their minions quickly release the imperial uncle. ”

Wu Zhengxiu's roar resounded throughout the palace, and everyone didn't speak, just watched quietly, but there was contempt and disdain in their eyes.

Jun Yi didn't even want to look at him anymore, for fear of dirtying his eyes.

"Heh, hehe"

Wu Yuze chuckled sadly, the expression on his face was complicated and indifferent, and a faint smile came into everyone's ears, but the sadness in it seemed to be more sad than the autumn meaning that Wu Qiuming comprehended.

"Jun Gongzi, kill him"