Of course, Murong Yan took this opportunity to forcibly take Murong Yu out to toast in order to get acquainted with more powerful people.

"This is Lord Shangguan on the left, and this one next to him is Lord Situ on the right. ”

"Hello two adults!" Murong Yu had no choice but to bow and salute.

"I can't imagine that the little prince hasn't seen him for a few years, he is taller than your father, what a talent!" Lord Situ, the right minister, has many years of civil official career, and he also heard his little granddaughter Rui Han talk about Murong Yu at home, so he took over the words first.

Murong Yan must be much more sleek than Murong Yu, nodded and said with a smile: "The Prime Minister has won the award." ”

"The little prince destroyed millions of demonic beasts with his own strength, this feat will go down in history, and his name will go down in history, and the tiger father has no dog!"

Zuo Xiangguan Wenbo took over the topic, squinted his eyes and smiled at the two fathers and sons, his expression was radiant, and he did not look old, in fact, Murong Yu knew that this guy was two years older than his imperial grandfather.

"This is the Imperial Marshal. ”

"This is the Duke of Nanjia. ”

"Duke Bannan. ”

"Duke Martial Madness. ”

......

Throughout the banquet, Murong Yu was dizzy by his father, and he was even more tired than destroying a million demonic beasts. The worst thing is that the young ladies, wives, and young ladies are all around their mothers and teachers, trying their best to dig into Murong Yu's childhood rhymes. The princess's worries turned into joy after a day and a night, and even the ugly thing of Murong Yu's bedwetting when she was a child was brought out by her to talk about it with relish, and Teacher Yufei was also afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

And Murong Yao and Murong Yuhao, who offered the treasure, sat there with a crying and laughing face, originally the focus of tonight was theirs, who knew that it would be good now, the two people with the heaviest gifts sat on the cold bench here, and the guy who gave the gift to the guy who ate it became the protagonist of tonight.

Heroes are always the theme of this era, no matter what, Murong Yu can destroy millions of demonic beasts by himself, this legend will sound in the entire imperial capital tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will spread throughout the entire empire and even the entire continent. The Forbidden Spell Scroll of Magic, which no one has talked about for decades, will once again become an after-the-tea seasoning.

"How old is the little prince this year?"

"Fourteen is going to be fifteen. ”

"It's the size of my daughter. ”

"Isn't your daughter about to turn twenty?"

"Isn't that not yet twenty years old? Like the little prince, he is only a teenager. ”

......

Hearing the conversation between his mother and the marquise, Murong Yu fainted directly!

O God, help me!

Murong Yu knew that if he stayed any longer, he would go crazy, so he turned around and slipped away.

The refreshing breeze in the afternoon stimulated the swollen brain little by little, Murong Yu strolled on the main road of the royal garden, looked back at the lively banquet hall, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Murong Yu deeply knew that today's imperial grandfather's advance had put him in an unprecedented crisis, and he had to make a choice.

There are two paths ahead, one is to go far and fly high, never to worry about current affairs again, and embark on a long journey to the strong, which is difficult and lonely, and the other is to fall into the struggle for the throne and lead to the peak of power. Whichever path is in front of you will not be smooth sailing.

Murong Yu thought quietly, replaying in his mind the scenes that happened when he came to this continent, the advent of the Beast God, the conspiracy of the Demon Beast, and the fall of Jin Shi as Jin Shi said, who is he and where is his own path?

Sitting in the pavilion of the royal garden, Murong Yu's thoughts couldn't help but return to his previous life.

"Xiao Yu, no matter how many ups and downs and setbacks you have in life, you must be strong. ”

"Mom, I'm three years old, I'm a little man, I'm the bravest. ”

"If Mom and Dad leave you, you have to be stronger, you know?"

"Mom, let's pull a hook. ”

......

"Auntie, what's wrong with Mom and Dad?"

"Xiao Yu, they are asleep, you will follow your aunt in the future, and they will wake up when you grow up. ”

"Auntie, is Xiao Yu not well-behaved? Mom and Dad don't want me?"

"Xiao Yu is good, Xiao Yu is very well-behaved and strong. ”

......

With Murong Yu's growth, the future and the past are vivid, the departure of his parents, and his strong life, everything has become so blurred. And in this life:

The warmth of family affection, the betrayal of Aiqing, the temptation of the throne, the cannibalism of brothers....

There is joy, there is sorrow, there is challenge, there is passion, there is cruelty, there is life and death .......

Murong Yu, who has been a man for two lifetimes, is also in his forties, and he is also very troubled in the face of this problem, the road of the strong is his commitment to loneliness, and the road of power is the persecution of the emperor's grandfather, of course, it is also a responsibility. This responsibility is to protect one's relatives, to protect one's friends, and if one ascends to the throne, it is to protect millions of people. Murong Yu knew very well in his heart that with the return of the Beast God, the human race would face a catastrophe, not only all relatives and friends would die, but even he would not be able to escape his doom.

"Twenty years, twenty years. ”

Murong Yu couldn't help but chew repeatedly in a low voice, could he reach the legendary supreme realm in twenty years and stop the beast god from destroying the human race?

"Am I afraid, am I afraid of death?" Murong Yu muttered to himself mockingly, and the thoughts in his heart quickly changed.

"If you are not afraid, then rise up bravely and fight, work hard. Even if there is a naïve failure, it can be regarded as worthy of the reborn Tianxin Continent. ”

"Maybe my rebirth is for this continent. ”

"I can't be in a hurry, I have to take it one step at a time. ”

"I still have to figure out who I really am?

"Danger lurks!

After thinking about it for half an hour, Murong Yu finally made up his mind and decided to fight bravely, live his own wonderful life, and live his own life, even if he fails in the future, he will not leave any regrets when he dies.

He exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and the haze in his heart was swept away, since he had decided, he had to plan and plan, as the saying goes, plan and then move, strategize and win.

・・・・・・

In the evening, the palace chambers.

Emperor Bixia Murong Hua sat on the throne, and below him were several important ministers of the empire, such as the prime minister, the first marshal of the empire, the Duke of Nanjia, and the Duke of Wumad, the most important thing is that these people are the core members of Murong Hua's entire power group.

"Shangguan Qing's family, let's talk about Murong Yao and Murong Yuhao. ”

Shangguan Wenbo took a step forward, took out the information from his arms, and said loudly:

"Bixia, a group of ministers who used to support the crown prince now all support Murong Yao, and today it can be seen above the court, the two brothers are good women, and the younger brother Murong Zhuqing is especially good. The two families attached to the crown prince were smuggling magic crystals and crystal jade mines, and the intelligence showed that Murong Yao should have known and acquiesced. The Wind Saint Crystal was bought from a saint-level powerhouse in the Seventeen Prefectures of the Hidden Sea, as for the actual price, it is unknown. Our intelligence agency suspects that the leader of the killer organization, the Scarlet Red Rain, who sold the Holy Crystal to the crown prince, so it is possible that Murong Yao has a connection with the Scarlet Red Rain organization. Last time, he planned an assassination against Murong Qingxing, but Murong Qingxing seemed to be aware of it and did not succeed. ”

Shangguan Wenbo paused, and looked up at Emperor Bixia, who was holding his head with his hands on his head and squinting his eyes. As a loyal supporter of Murong Hua, he clearly knew that Emperor Bixia's action was thinking. All the information, whether true or false, will be carefully scrutinized and well thought out, and Zuihou will make accurate judgments.

The rest of the people were also listening and thinking, until Emperor Bixia's squinted eyes shone again, and Shangguan Wenbo looked at the information in his hand again.

"The gifts offered by Murong Yuhao are all from the Qiao Tang Empire in the east, with the preciousness of these two things, Murong Yu Hao should have made enough promises to the Qiao Tang Empire, but I don't know what it is? ”

Emperor Bixia pondered for a moment before speaking again.

"What about Murong Shanghao?"

"Murong Shanghao is still dead, actively plotting to prepare for rebellion, and cultivating many killers, it seems that he is waiting for an opportunity. ”

Hearing this, Murong Hua didn't have any expression, and he didn't even move his eyelids, it could be seen that Emperor Bixia was completely confident, and he didn't take these potential threats into his eyes at all. Thinking about it, Murong Hua has been operating diligently for many years, how can it be so simple. What's more, the far-sighted and ambitious emperor Bixia has the whole world in his chest, and those little shrimp and millet can not know the ambition of Bixia in his heart.

Go on. Murong Hua's stiff voice sounded. Lord Shangguan, who had paused slightly, continued to say aloud:

"There is no movement in the Qiao Tang Empire in the east, but several kingdoms and principalities in the Thirteen Ridges of Yunfeng have stopped the civil war, and according to reliable information, they have reached a secret agreement to send troops to the eastern city of Hifers City when the tide of demonic beasts is sweeping. The situation in the west is not optimistic, it seems that they are also waiting for an opportunity to prepare to invade our country, and the Heavenly Saint Empire and the Heavenly Dragon Empire have an ambiguous attitude, and it is estimated that they will not send troops. Since Murong Yu wiped out a million demonic beasts at one time, the war that was about to break out was avoided. ”

After Shangguan Wenbo's report was completed, Emperor Bixia and several of his ministers were silent, the seemingly powerful empire was actually internal and external troubles, and it could overturn in an instant if it was not careful. This is also the reason why Murong Hua asked Murong Yu to find a way to eliminate the demonic beasts that entered the city of Lea, and the legions in the east and west had to guard the border passes to prevent the thirteen mountains of Yunfeng and the seventeen states of Youhai from taking advantage of the situation. The two legions in the north suffered heavy casualties, most of the wounded were all withdrawn back to rest, and the two major legions in the imperial capital, one was responsible for guarding the imperial capital, and the other was to prevent Murong Shanghao's legions from rebelling. The legions in the south are even more unrealistic, thousands of miles away, and before they are halfway there, maybe the Warcraft will arrive in the imperial capital.

Emperor Bixia pondered for a moment before speaking again.

"How is Murong Yu's information?"

"Back to Bixia, the little prince went from the imperial capital to study at the largest Aurado Demon Martial Arts Academy in the south eight years ago, and has been living in the home of Teacher Goerin Yufei, and has been a low-key person, until the outbreak of the Warcraft tide, the little prince has emerged in the training base of the academy, and has used wind, water, and fire magic three systems of magic, and the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, and later entered the Dikason Forest to investigate the cause of the Warcraft tide. According to the intelligence, the magic fighting spirit is estimated to be at level eight to nine, as for how to return safely from the crisis-ridden Dikason Forest, it is unknown, and there should be a lot of secrets on the little prince. ”

After Shangguan Wenbo finished speaking, his eyes rolled and he secretly glanced at Emperor Bixia.