The desolate king was taken to marry because of Mu Xiaoqian, and returned with the Hundred Emperors Dragoon, and went straight to the imperial city to find Long Wuji to settle accounts.

This news, as if it had grown wings, spread to all parts of the imperial capital.

The herdsman family held a carnival, and was already preparing a banquet to wait for the desolate king to come back from the palace.

Mu Yichen, the head of the Mu family, and Nangong Yujiao, the mother of the Mu family, learned that their son, who had not seen him for seven years, returned strongly today, because the haze of Mu Xiaoqian being taken to marry was swept away in an instant.

The king of the wilderness was not only exiled, but he did not allow anyone to visit without the permission of the Holy Lord, and anyone who dared to visit without permission was executed for treason.

I haven't seen each other for seven years, and as parents, I think about it day and night.

Especially when he heard that Mu Xiaoqian was also going to be taken to marry, the father and the mother were in a worse mood, thinking that Long Wuji was deliberately trying to get along with them.

Now that his son is coming back as a king of the world, he must be pulling Long Wuji down, which really makes them feel happy in their hearts.

If the son wants to be the emperor of Long Han, they will raise their hands in favor.

"Welcome to the city under the crown of the desolate king!!"

The commander of the Praetorian Guard, who was responsible for guarding the imperial city, had been waiting outside the city gate for a long time, and at this moment, he saw the Hundred Emperor Dragoons coming in a majestic manner, leading all the forbidden troops to shout.

The Desolate King took the Hundred Emperors Dragoon to ride at an unabated speed, and the murderous spirit swept into the imperial city, and rushed straight to the Dragon Han Palace.

"The god of the dragon han... It's going to change!"

The commander of the forbidden army, Kun Xuan, looked at the dragoons who gradually disappeared into the city road, and muttered to himself that he had nothing to do with himself.

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"See the !! of His Majesty the Crown of the Wasteland"

The forbidden army on the ninety-nine steps of the Longhan Hall saw the arrival of the Desolate King, and they knelt on the ground and worshiped loudly.

The Hundred Emperors Dragoon descended and stopped outside the stairs.

Looking at the Longhan Hall standing high on the stairs, the Desolate King leaned down to the ground and ordered: "You wait here, this king will go to meet Long Wuji for a while!"

With that, step up the stairs.

The forbidden soldiers kneeling on both sides of the stairs bowed their heads and welcomed the desolate king up.

The atmosphere in the Longhan Hall was depressing, so quiet that it was almost audible when a needle dropped, and even the breathing of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces could be heard clearly.

Long Wuji sat down on the dragon throne in a dejected manner, waiting for the Desolate King to come and question him.

The sound of the forbidden army outside paying homage to the Wild King means that others are already on their way up.

Shang Shumudi of the Criminal Department wanted to laugh at the moment.

The king of the wilderness is his own nephew, and as the third uncle, he has not spoiled him much before.

Now, he's back as a ruler of the world.

First of all, Mu Xiaoqian will definitely be able to catch it back.

Secondly, their own status can also rise.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the temple.

Hearing this, the hearts of the courtiers tightened, undoubtedly the king of the wilderness was coming in.

Long Wuji stared at the outside of the palace gate, only to see the figure of the desolate king gradually come into view.

At this time, the desolate king has dispersed the blood dragon battle armor, his posture is slender and majestic, the black dragon pattern battle suit covers his body, the black hair like a waterfall reaches his waist, and his body is full of the posture of the overlord of the common people, and he walks in from outside the hall with lazy steps.

"What a strong sense of oppression!!"

The sense of oppression emanating invisibly made fine sweat appear on the foreheads of the courtiers in the palace.

The left hand of the desolate king was behind him, and the moment he stepped into the Dragon Han Palace, between a few shifts and transpositions, he appeared straight in front of Long Wuji on the nine-story stairs in the hall, and looked down at the so-called Dragon Han Emperor in front of him.

"Long Wuji, I haven't seen you for seven years, do you miss this king?!"

As he spoke, the terrifying aura of the Desolate King came out of his body, and he raised his hand quite strongly, grabbed Long Wuji's neck, and threw him down like a chicken.

Then the desolate king turned around, sat straight on the dragon throne, supported the dragon's head with his left hand, supported his chin with his fingers, and quietly stared at the dragon Wuji who was thrown down by him, daring to be angry but not daring to speak, his expression was cloudy, and he was full of humiliation.

Looking at Long Wuji, who was thrown down by the King of the Wilderness, the civil and military eyes of the Manchu Dynasty looked at the nose and nose and heart.

"What do you want?!"

Long Wuji got up from the ground, gritted his teeth and looked at the Desolate King, and said in a deep voice.

"This king asks you, why do you want to marry my sister?!" the desolate king stared at the latter, full of murderous intent.

"The prince of Dayuan named Mu Xiaoqian, and Dayuan also sent a princess with extraordinary talents, what is there to do?!"

Long Wuji asked, "For the sake of the friendly development of the two countries, why is it wrong for me to do this?!"

"At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it, but if you take my sister to marry, you will be a little unbelievable! My sister is okay now?!" The King of the Wilderness raised his eyes and said coldly.

"Qiqi Desolate King, Xiao Qian was picked up by the Dayuan delegation yesterday, and it's too late to chase after her!" Mu Di hurriedly came out to report.

"Bastard!"

When the desolate king heard the sound, he was still as calm as water, sat down and got up, teleported to Long Wuji with a bang, pinched his neck and lifted it, and shouted: "If my sister is missing a single hair, this king will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes, detain your true soul and refine the sky lantern, and you will never be able to live forever!"

Long Wuji's body trembled by the evil aura emanating from the Desolate King's body, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, his eyes were full of fear at the same time, and his teeth couldn't stop chattering.

"Since you don't want to be the emperor, then change your son to do it!"

"Let's abolish your cultivation, when my sister comes back, if there is any grievance, don't blame the king for being ruthless!"

The Desolate King said fiercely, raising his palm and striking it on Long Wuji's chest.

The power of this palm caught him off guard, and Long Wuji opened his mouth to spurt blood, and the breath on his body was wilted to the extreme in an instant, and the whole person seemed to be dozens of years old.

"Ahh You... You're really ruining me?!"

Long Wujiyuan's bloodshot eyes were wide open, and he struggled frantically in the hands of the Desolate King, like a mad roar.

"Heh... Don't worry! If my sister is well, this king will let you and Concubine Yao be a mortal double night and fly together. The Desolate King smiled wickedly, threw it aside, and then flashed back to the dragon throne, and said, "Xiao, go and bring my sister back, as for the Great Yuan Mission... Just kill them all... Let's do it!"

"Yes!"

As the Desolate King's words fell, a respectful and deep voice sounded out of thin air.

"Ahh

Long Wuji, who was paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog, couldn't accept the fact that he was deposed.

"Noise!!"

Listening to Long Wuji's barking, the Desolate King slapped him unconscious in the air.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the courtiers below, and he smiled lightly: "This king is preparing to set up a new emperor, do you have a suitable candidate to recommend?!"

"Ahem, with all due respect, you are the most suitable prince of Long Han!"

Zhang Haotian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, came out of the ranks, coughed lightly, and said like this.

The King of the Wilderness said disdainfully: "This king is not interested in this emperor's position, so let's say that there is anyone to recommend!"

"For such a major event as the replacement of the prince, we don't dare to make a conclusion, and it is all up to the crown to make a decision!"

At this time, all the courtiers replied in the same way.

Just kidding!

Since you don't want to be a prince.

So how dare they, little people, recommend others.

Today's Long Han, whoever becomes the emperor is just a puppet.

Who doesn't know, you can cover the sky with one hand from now on.

"Okay, then the king will choose the man. ”

The desolate king said lazily: "Let's choose from the dragon family! After all, this is the country that people have laid down." ”