Shen Zheng hadn't slept for a long time.

Since the prophesied dragon entered the capital, the emperor was stabbed, and the princes burned blood, to today's court meeting, four days and four nights have passed, and Shen Xingzhong has never closed his eyes.

He was exhausted.

Whether it was for the sake of the Six Princes or for the sake of Confucianism, Shen Zheng had to do his best, but now the situation was strange and complicated, and he even had a feeling of despair at a loss in the fog.

But the long planning finally came to the harvest time, which was the final hurdle.

Shen Zheng stood in the middle of the crowd walking towards the main hall, looking at the expressions of fear or longing on people's faces, and took a deep breath.

Confucianism has been outstanding for nearly a thousand years, and after today, it will not only flourish and continue, but also regain the glory of being destroyed by the demons.

On the top of the main hall, the princes who had finally recovered stood at the front, followed by their respective supporters, the demon ministers in front, and the rest in the back, clearly distinguished.

The peace that had unexpectedly appeared because of the weakness of burning blood was gone, and just as everyone had expected, the princes could fight almost at any time.

That's the traditional way for demons to resolve their differences.

But after years of dominance by the recently deceased emperor, the princes learned to be more flexible and dangerous.

The ancient capital has not yet come.

The emperor left an edict before his death, which was in the hands of the ancient capital of Qintianjian, and everyone believed that there was the next emperor he chose.

But it doesn't really matter.

For all princes, the edict is something extra.

Shen Zheng knew that this was a crucial step, and the Sixth Prince finally accepted his suggestion.

"It's time. ”

"The ancient capital has not yet arrived. ”

The princes looked at Yuan Qing, who suddenly spoke, and retorted casually, but their hearts were full of doubts.

The Six Princes were supposed to be the ones who wanted to see the Ancient Capital the most.

After the crown prince was deposed, the princes had already thought about a question, who the emperor was most likely to choose, and among them, the most confident was the sixth prince Yuan Qing.

Since he could indisputably ascend to the throne with his edict, the six princes were naturally the one who most wanted to see the edict announced in the ancient capital, but now, it was clear that he didn't want this to happen.

The princes didn't spend much time thinking about it, in fact they were glad to see that the Uguk Capital could not announce the edict, and even made a lot of arrangements for it.

However, since it is certain that the Ugul will not be able to arrive in time, then some things can begin.

"I was chosen, my father said when he was alive. ”

"That's what you made up. ”

The princes looked at Yuan Qing, who was the first to speak, with different expressions.

"I am your eldest brother, and of course I should inherit the throne. ”

"The demons have always left the family business to their youngest son. ”

The princes' tones were unexpectedly flat, and the supporters behind them never spoke, and the hall fell into a strange calm.

"Only the strongest demons can become emperors. ”

The first to say this sentence was the sixth prince Yuan Qing.

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

"That's right......"

The eldest prince laughed.

......

"Today is the day of the pilgrimage. ”

On the stargazing tower, the Ugudus was leaning over to apply a dark brown ointment to Magellan, covering all the places where the cyan went.

"Hmm. ”

"The edict is in your hands, but you don't go to the court?"

The Ugulture squeezed a snort out of his nose at random, and continued to carefully apply the ointment, a pungent bitter smell spreading out and filling the room.

Bai Gongzi didn't say anything more, she ended this temptation, not only because there would be nothing to gain if she continued, but also because she had already got the answer.

The stargazing tower has been cordoned off.

Those who are loyal to the princes are downstairs, and no one wants to see the Wugu Capital really appear in today's main hall.

"Alright. The Ugudus finally finished what he was doing, and put the empty porcelain bowl aside, "Is it too late?"

"If it always ...... way"

Wugudu raised his head and let out an exaggerated laugh: "That's why I didn't go to the court." ”

He looked down at the swordsman lying on the ground, "You should thank me." ”

"What do you want?" Bai Gongzi's face was bloodless, sitting on the bed by the window, and his voice was weak, "He can't speak now." ”

"In the midst of chaos, everyone wants to find someone who can control the situation, to rely on, to seek peace and tranquility. ”

"He's going to die, and he can give you peace?"

"He's not dead, and he's not going to die," Ugus stood still, looking at Magellan's face contorted with pain and covered in cold sweat as he lay on the ground, "this is the person who can influence the situation." ”

"There really is no flaw in your words. ”

But Bai Gongzi said this because the ancient capital showed flaws.

"What?"

"Very few people can see through your expression, just like to a person, the expression of a beast is always incomprehensible. Bai Gongzi paused halfway through speaking, "But I can see that you were lying just now." ”

"There's one thing going to happen, and that's ......" the eyes of the Ughudus were full of despair and pain, "a great disaster, a natural disaster, and I hope to be alive after that disaster." ”

Bai Gongzi showed a smile distorted by pain.

"Change dressings. ”

The Ugles didn't move, he seemed to be immersed in his own world, and he hadn't come back yet.

Then the mirror of the Qin Heavenly Prison lowered his head, removed the ointment that had changed from dark brown to reddish-brown, and reapplied another ointment.

"Your internal injuries, is it too late?"

This is already the last ointment, and what needs to be done after that is not a dressing.

"It's enough. ”

Wugudu looked at Bai Gongzi and sighed: "He is my last hope, so you are too." ”

"Enough. ”

Bai Gongzi stood up.

The green ointment gradually dried up, and when you took it off, you could see that the blue color brought by the Blue Bird Book turned into a deep red like blood clotting, almost black, and spread from the palm of the left hand to the heart of the chest.

"I've never seen an injury like this, and I've never thought there was a way to heal it. ”

"This is just a superficial medical skill," Bai Gongzi's voice was weak, as if he had exhausted all his strength by standing there, "It's nothing more than a way to dissolve blood congestion." ”

The Ugudus shook his head, wanting to say something, but suddenly a loud noise interrupted him.

The sound came from the main hall of the Imperial City, where today's pilgrimage meeting was held.

"Blood-burning ......" Ugudus sighed and walked down the stairs, "I must stop them. ”

Bai Gongzi didn't say anything.

She sat down beside Magellan, leaned down, and continued the final step of the exorcism of the Blue Bird Book.

It was a complicated and long process, but it was also painful and boring, like hell.