"Mother, this is unacceptable. ”

Yang Wudi was shocked, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"Invincible, the queen mother is now ruined, and she is shameless to be alive, so it is better to pull Yang Wuzheng to accompany the funeral, and come to a hundred. ”

Xie said miserably.

In front of everyone's eyes, she showed a trick of stripping, and in the eyes of everyone, she was like a ** slut, and then she was abolished and imprisoned in the cold palace.

Living like this is better than death.

Of course, more importantly, Xie is also wishful thinking in his heart.

As long as Yang Wuzheng loses this competition, he will definitely die.

Time has passed, and she still has a chance to turn over.

"Xie, your life is worthless. ”

Yang smiled evilly and was noncommittal.

"Then add Jin Jue's life, our mother and daughter have two lives and bet with you, do you dare?"

Xie Shi gritted his teeth and said, that resentful look seemed to tear Yang Wuzheng apart.

"I don't agree with you settling your grievances with such drastic means. ”

Yang Xiao said with a frown.

Although he knows very well that the royal family has no family affection, on top of history, when the dynasty changes, even siblings will not hesitate to kill each other.

But now that this scene is happening beside him, he is still very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Father, Yang Wuzheng paralyzed Jin Jue in bed, killed Sanyuan, killed Zilan, aren't these bloody grievances intense? Why are you still biased in favor of Yang Wuzheng in your heart?"

Yang Wuving's teeth creaked, knelt on the ground, and said: "Father, the son asks you to give permission to gamble your life, if the father does not agree, the son will not be able to kneel." ”

"Your Majesty, you and I have been a monarch and minister for more than 20 years, and you have grown up with Sanyuan, and the old minister has a pair of children under his knees, and now the bones are not cold, and the white-haired people send the black-haired people, is it because Yang Wuzheng is your bloodline, do you blindly favor them? What about Jin Jue? Can't you give the old minister a little hope of hatred?"

Xie Xiong also clenched his fists through his palms, and his voice was almost squeezed out of his teeth.

"Father, you don't need to say much, the son agrees to this competition. ”

Yang Wuzheng waved his hand, and said lightly: "But the ugly words are ahead, I still advise you Yang Wushu to prepare two coffins in advance, lest your mother and Yang Jinjue die in time, and it will be too late to collect the corpses." ”

"Yang Wuzheng, when death is on the verge of death, he dares to speak so loudly, that's okay, let's walk and see after seven days to see who dies first. ”

Yang Wudi's eyes were surging with murderous intent, and he said predictively.

"Your Majesty, the old minister also has a proposal, both sides of this gamble are royal blood, the lives of the children of the royal family, no matter which side wins, when the bet is fulfilled, you must personally send the other party on the road. ”

Holding back the anger in his heart, Xie Xiong's eyes showed a hint of trickery.

"Now that you have made up your mind, I will say no more. ”

Yang Xiao didn't think much about it, there was a trace of tiredness in his eyes, and he said with emotion: "No dispute, if the hundred Praetorian Guards you selected in the school field can win invincible in seven days, I will make the decision and restore your status as a prince." ”

"Your Majesty, now that Your Royal Highness is an adult, according to the custom of my dynasty, do you have to be crowned king?"

Chen De said helpfully.

"Yes, if you win invincible, I will crown you king. ”

Yang Xiao nodded, glanced at everyone again, and said, "I don't know if you Aiqing have anything to say?"

"Your Majesty, the ministers have no objection. ”

Nangong Wenyuan is listed, representing the meaning of all Wenchen.

In their opinion, Yang Wuzheng agreed to this competition, he was digging his own grave, what does it matter if a person who is about to die is crowned a prince?

"If it's okay, let's retreat. ”

Yang Xiao's face was full of complicated colors.

The two sons under his knees are too strong and capable, which is also a bad thing!

After retiring from the dynasty, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty poured out of the Jinluan Palace.

The eyes of many ministers who threw themselves at Yang Wuzheng changed significantly, becoming surprised, shocked, and even more deeply jealous.

Actually, this is normal.

Today, Xie Xiong and Yang Wushu are back strongly, in their thoughts, Yang Wuzheng is on the Jinluan Palace, and if he doesn't die, he has to be afraid of the skin.

But the fact is that Yang Wuzheng turned his hand into the clouds and turned his hand into rain, not only made Xie lose the title of queen, but also killed Xie Zilan, and the angry Yang Wushu and Xie Xiong were helpless.

It's simply breathtaking.

Of course, what shocked them the most was that Yang Wuzheng was fatally stabbed twice, and he was still unharmed, such a magical method is enough to be described as an immortal.

"Yang Wuzheng, I haven't seen you for three years, and your progress is very great. ”

At the same time, under the support of a group of ministers, Nangong Wenyuan strode over and praised: "What you did at the court meeting today is enough to describe it as turning your hands into clouds and covering your hands for rain, which is really admirable to this minister." ”

"Nangong Wenyuan, do you regret it now? Do you want your snobbish and mean daughter Nangong Yue to change her mind and come to the brother without a fight? It's a pity that it's too late. ”

Eldest Sun Xue said with a sneer.

"Hehe, no matter how good Yang Wuzheng is, even if he is better than the eldest prince Yang Wuzheng, he is not worthy of Yue'er. ”

Speaking of this, Nangong Wenyuan's eyes revealed a trace of pride, and said: "Because yesterday Benxiang received a message from Yue'er, and learned that she had passed the assessment of the inner gate of the Shenyou Tianzi Courtyard, and now the daughter of the original Xiang is already a student of the inner gate of the Tianzi Academy, and she will be able to contact the proud daughter of the Heavenly Immortal Dao in the future." ”

"Looking at the immortal road, I don't see the ancients before, I don't see the people who come after, and the independent cloud top is also a great sorrow, and this immortal road is not pursued. ”

As if recalling the past, a touch of melancholy appeared in Yang Wuzheng's eyes, and he turned around and walked away.

At this time, his whole temperament has completely changed, becoming ethereal and mysterious...... It seems to have gone through countless years of baptism, exuding a kind of loneliness near the top of the mountain and the cold in the heights.

"Yang Wuzheng, the daughter of the original phase will return in a few days at most, and the companions who accompany her are all supreme geniuses and demons, when you see them, you will definitely realize your humility. ”

Coming back to his senses, Nangong Wenyuan said loudly.

I don't know why, seeing Yang Wuzheng's strong rise and turning decay into magic again and again, he panicked in his heart and was very uncomfortable.

"The so-called genius in this world, whether it is once in a hundred years, rare in a thousand years, or difficult to find in ten thousand years, is all crawling and trembling under my feet, tired, tired, tired, tired......"

Yang Wuxing was unhappy, and his figure had already walked dozens of feet away.

Eldest Sun Zhiren, Eldest Sun Xue, Xiao Qiao, Zhao Yun, Daji and others came back to their senses and hurriedly followed.

"Brother Wuzheng, why does Xiaoxue feel that you have completely changed as a person, it feels like you are an unattainable mountain, and Xiaoxue can only look up?"

After keeping up with Yang Wuzheng's pace, Eldest Sun Xue was full of doubts.

"No, I'm just blowing at Nangong Wenyuan. ”

Yang Wuzheng returned to his hippie smile.

Now his identity is the prince of the Great Xia Frontier Kingdom, and Emperor Swallowing Heaven Martial is just another memory for him.

At this point, Yang Wuzheng is still very clear.