Chapter 3: Preparing to Return to the Dynasty and Stirring Up the Storm

As Ma Qian's words fell, there was a silence in the bathhouse, and at the same time, there was a faint sense of oppression that made him, the peak of the Saint King Realm, tremble.

A cold sweat appeared on Ma Qian's forehead, looking at the emperor and asking who doesn't know, Mu Xiaoqian is the most beloved sister under the crown of the desolate king, Long Wuji's move has undoubtedly touched his reverse scales, and he will definitely pay a heavy price.

"Heh, what a dragon Wuji, the fate of this king's sister, is it that you, a reptile, can pronounce the verdict?!"

Then, only to listen to the bath room, there was an extremely cold voice from the desolate king.

Hearing this, Ma Qian said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, Long Wuji is really too deceitful, as long as you give an order, it is time for Long Han's sky to change." ”

"The emperor was too tired that day, and this king didn't have the heart, but..."

Speaking of this, the King of the Wilderness changed his words and sneered: "It is far easier to be the mastermind behind the coercion of the kings of the Son of Heaven than to be an emperor, look at the Longhan Dynasty and see who can stop the king's Hundred Emperors dragoon." ”

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do next?!" Ma Li asked respectfully.

"Tomorrow, you stay to manage border affairs, and the demon clan will organize a large-scale attack at any time, and if there is a slight disturbance, immediately use the transmission note to report. ”

"I haven't been back to the imperial capital for seven years, and the world is afraid that the world has forgotten the existence of this king. ”

The Desolate King sneered and said, "It's time to go back and stir up some trouble and rectify the rule of the Long family." ”

"Yes!" said Ma Li.

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It was night, the stars were blooming, and the silver plate was hanging high.

The lights in the Emperor's Hall were bright, and hundreds of dragon knights had already arrived, all of whom had changed into casual clothes and sat upright on their seats, with various wines and delicacies placed on the table in front of them.

After a while, the Wild King walked down the stairs.

The body is slender and majestic, the black dragon-patterned battle suit covers the body, the black hair reaches the waist like a waterfall, the face of the demon and evil is flawless, and the majestic and pressing eyes are slightly cold, and he sits straight on the first seat.

"Your Majesty!!"

Seeing this, everyone sat down and stood up and bowed.

The Desolate King raised his hand and pressed down, motioned for everyone to take their seats, and said lightly: "The latest news of the Imperial Capital City, have you told everyone, Ma Qian?!"

The horse, who was seated in the first seat on the right below, nodded.

"Your Majesty! Long Wuji is self-defeating, is he able to call the shots about the marriage of the monarch of Ayaqian? ”

Wang Chao was the first to stand up, and he said with murderous intent.

"Your Majesty! What the captain said is extremely true, Long Han's sky should have changed a long time ago. ”

"Your Majesty, the imperial court has long been corrupt, and the military salaries we have been given in the past two years have been less than a year, so you should go back and put things in order. ”

"What kind of thing is Long Wuji, who wants to dominate the marriage of Lady Ayaqian?!Your Majesty, go back and kill him!"

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The Hundred Emperor Dragoons and others were all full of anger, and they couldn't wait to go back immediately to sweep the Dragon Han royal family.

After the King of the Wilderness came to power, not to mention the Hundred Emperors Dragoon, Rao is all the emperor's army, and they didn't take the Longhan royal family in their eyes.

"Tomorrow morning, the martial arts arena will be dressed up, and I will go back with this king to touch the so-called royal family. ”

Listening to everyone's rebellious words, the king of the wilderness picked up the wine glass on the table, put it to his lips and took a sip, and said with a light smile: "This king has been silent here for seven years, and the emperor is afraid that he has forgotten this king." ”

"Your Majesty Shengming, under the sweep of our Hundred Emperor Dragoons, the Dragon Han royal family can't even count as a fart. ”

"Yes, whoever dares to stop it, will push all the way sideways, kill him and turn the world upside down. ”

"Haha! so that Long Wuji can experience what is called despair. ”

"Didn't those bastards say that Your Majesty raped Concubine Yao!After Your Majesty goes back, you can do this in front of Long Wuji, hahaha!!"

The people began to drink wine in large bowls, eat meat in large gulps, and speak more presumptuously.

The king of the wilderness raised his eyes, extremely disdainful, and said: "This king is not interested in this kind of broken shoes, let alone rape, even if the latter strips naked and comes to him, he can't mention the slightest sexual interest in this king." ”

"Yes, this kind of broken shoes, how can they match the crown, if you want to match the crown, at least it must be Lin Shui shake such a stunning color. ”

At the dinner, everyone didn't show much restraint, and when they thought of what to say, the king would occasionally make a few jokes, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

After three rounds of drinking, the king began to reward a group of people.

First of all, each person was given three Dragon Elephant Quenching Xuandan, and then the non-level Xuangong "Dragon Elephant Prison Strength".

After everyone finished digesting this Xuangong, they were all shocked, knelt down to the desolate king, bowed deeply, and shouted loyally: "Your Majesty loves us so much, and you can only repay it with your life in the future!"

The Desolate King raised his hand, motioned for everyone to get up, and said indifferently: "This king has promised you that if you don't die in the future battle, the road ahead will only become more and more wide, and the Emperor Realm is just the beginning. ”

"Your Majesty only needs an order, and I will not give up until I die!"

The crowd bowed deeply again before they stood up from the ground.

"The ranking battle of the Holy Domain Heavenly List is about to start, this king should go back and cultivate a little sister, the first place in the Heavenly List this time is none other than her, you are all at the peak of the Holy King, and it is time to mention the realm again. ”

The king of the wilderness sat down and got up, bowed his head slightly, and said: "This king not only wants the little sister to win the top spot in this heavenly list, but also wants her backer, and no one can shake half a point." ”

The Sacred Realm Heavenly Ranking Battle is held every three years, and the top ten need to compete with the top ten of the remaining twenty-eight domains for the final ten, and countless monks dream of entering the Heavenly Realm Sacred Mansion.

The conditions for registration are not more than eighteen years old, and the realm is not lower than the Xuanzhen realm.

For this Heavenly Domain Holy Mansion, the Desolate King didn't have much interest, so he just had a copy at that time and let the little sister go through the training.

In his previous life, the king of the wilderness was a domineering president on the earth, and he had a heart to protect his sister, but unfortunately he didn't have a sister at that time, and he was very envious of those who had a sister.

Fortunately, he came to this world and gave him a lovely and beautiful sister.

The Wild King's thoughts returned to seven years ago in a trance.

At that time, the lovely sister followed behind her all day long, shouting sweetly with a brother, and this picture of the king of the wilderness is still fresh in his memory.

Time flies, seven years have passed, and she was only nine years old when the King of the Desert was exiled.

Now at the age of sixteen, she should have grown into a slim and beautiful girl, right?!

I have to say that the things in the world are so wonderful, he was sixteen years old when he was exiled, and his sister was sixteen years old when he returned.

Over the years, Xiaomei has basically come to a letter every month, telling her how much she misses her brother.

However, the month is almost over, and there is still no letter from her.

There is no doubt that it was because he was given marriage, and he was afraid that if he knew about it, he would ignore the holy order and come back to stop it, which was a crime of killing his head.

"Little sister's current mood, it must be a terrible mess, right?!"

The killing intent in the heart of the Desolate King towards Long Wuji is becoming more and more intense at this moment.