Chapter 819: The Prince's Wrath

The city of Waves is still badly wounded, and there are traces of the battle of a month ago everywhere: there is still the smell of burnt paste in the air, dusty coagulated blood can occasionally be seen in the inconspicuous corners of the streets and houses, a seemingly normal resident walks and suddenly cries bitterly, and the talismans and human cultivators are flying through the air in defiance of the ban to deal with the hidden magic somewhere......

Prince Gu Huaibi stood on a tall building and looked at the whole city from afar, his heart was like a knife, and he had reason to be more heartbroken than others, because this was his capital.

When the King of Talang decided to surrender to the country of sacrifice a few years ago, Prince Huaibi made it clear that he was only seventeen years old at that time, and for the royal family with a lifespan of more than two hundred years, he was still a child, although he was the only concubine, and his words did not carry much weight.

He watched as the garrison sent by the sacrificial kingdom, as the hideous-looking and ugly beasts swaggered into the city, and as the half-demon lived in the palace like his master, and built the tallest building, and watched over the whole city, treating humans as lambs to the slaughter.

Prince Huaibi's doubts grew day by day, so he quietly contacted like-minded ministers, transferred the precious talisman master under various names, and secretly looked for support. The Holy Rune Dynasty itself could not be protected, and the only ally they could find was Sanxiu, and the two sides hit it off and planned a successful riot on the night of the Great Sacrifice of the Flesh.

The tall building where Mr. Half Demon Ma lived was dilapidated, barely holding on, and Prince Huaibi had checked it up and down five times, but found nothing unusual.

He was a little disappointed.

A group of people walked into the garden, their steps hurried, and it was obvious that they were in a hurry, and in the middle of the crowd, Prince Huaibi saw his father, the titular king of the waves.

The crowd was stopped by five talisman masters, who only obeyed the orders of Prince Huaibi, and quarrels were inevitable. The Wave Treading King has many people on his side, but he doesn't have an advantage, no matter how he shouts, he just can't move forward.

Prince Huaibi stood upstairs and watched for a while before ordering the passage with a talisman, and then waited for a while before slowly going downstairs, knowing that his father would never dare to enter this dangerous building.

As he expected, the King of Waves stood under a tree more than a dozen steps away from the tall building, his expression was slightly flustered, and those useless flatterers surrounded His Majesty, their eyes swept around vigilantly. Make a posture that will protect the king at any time.

Prince Huaibi's pace did not quicken, and he thought to himself how much he used to worship his father, and even when he was a god, now standing there was only an old man with a fierce and introverted face.

The Wave King was over sixty years old, and it was the prime of life for the royal family, but his hair was gray, and the wrinkles on his face were as dense as those of ordinary sixty-year-old mortals, only three or four years. He seems to have survived a hundred years of torture.

"Father. Prince Huaibi nodded slightly, too lazy to show more respect, and his gaze swept over the dozen or so entourage.

A useless person is a useless person, and they can offer a series of sweet words at any time. They may give their lives when necessary, but their lives are cheaper than ants, and when real danger comes, their only resistance is meaningless shouts and wails.

The most unacceptable thing is. Lucky enough to survive the crisis, this group of useless people has to snatch the credit from the bloody soldiers, as if this qiē was prayed by them with a wail. Prince Huaibi would never allow this to happen again.

The retinue lowered their gaze and slowly retreated, they were afraid of the current Prince Huaibi, just as they were afraid of the half-demons and demons.

The Wave King felt his heart beat faster, his breathing was difficult, and the few talismans he had blessed in the morning seemed to be invalid, and he wanted to talk openly and honestly with his son, but he couldn't let these followers retreat, they were like a hard shell, and he was a snail hiding inside, removing the hard shell would make him even more vulnerable.

"Wang'er, I want to tell you a very important thing, don't be here, find a place with chairs. ”

"It's nice to have ready-made chairs. Prince Huaibi's gaze fell on the face of one of the fattest attendants, who immediately understood, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, using his thick back as a makeshift chair.

The King of Waves reluctantly sat down, looked up at the towering dangerous building, his heart tightened, he always felt that the half-demon ghost was still gone, and he seemed to be looking down from the upstairs, he really didn't like this place, but he also knew that time was easy, and now his words were as weighty as Wang Er a few years ago.

The rest of the retinue retreated in understanding, not too far away, and the Wave Rider could still summon them at any time with a light cough, and not too close, lest it be felt that they were eavesdropping.

"I'm old. The Wave Rider sighed, and as soon as the words came out, the energy in his body seemed to be a little less.

"My father is not old, but he is frightened, and he will recuperate well, and he will soon recover. Prince Huaibi said coldly.

The Wave Treading King shook his head and stared at a piece of bluestone under his feet, "The body may be able to recover, but the heart cannot, for me, the crown is too heavy, I have decided to pass it on to you, and tomorrow you can ascend the throne and become a new generation of Wave Treading King." ”

"Father......" Prince Huaibi was a little surprised, his father's obsession with the throne went deep into his bones, not to mention those ministers, they were parasites on the throne, how could they lightly agree to the abdication of the host?

The Wave Treading King's body trembled, and the fat entourage under his ass almost didn't support it.

"Revenge? Even if I abdicate, they won't let me go. ”

"If only my father could understand this. Prince Huaibi had a wave of anger in his heart, his father should have woken up earlier, "This is a war between humans and demons, no one can stay out of it, surrender is death, resistance is death, but maybe you can live, why not resist? Father, it's still too late, the strength of the Treading Wave Country is still there, and the Holy Fu Dynasty has not perished, so we can launch a vigorous war, if we are defeated, we can also take a boat into the sea and continue to resist." ”

The Wave Rider shook again, his face was sweating, there was no retinue to serve, he didn't even know what to do with these nasty beads of sweat, "These things...... You can do it, and you will do it better than me, my body is getting worse and worse, even if I don't have the past few years, I don't have the energy to take charge of the entire Wave Country. I have made up my mind, and I will announce to you that tomorrow, tomorrow, you will be crowned king. ”

When the flames burned, some people would rather jump into the only pond and wait to choke to death by the smoke than go ashore to participate in the firefighting, Prince Huaibi sighed, he couldn't drag his father out of the pond after all, "Okay, I accept the succession, and my father is still the king." ”

The King of Waves didn't even want this title, but now was not the time to care about the details, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a relaxed tone of relief: "That's good, the Wave Country needs you, since you will be the King of Waves tomorrow, I have a small request......"

"Father, please say that your words will always be my will. ”

The father and son glanced at each other, and they both saw suspicion and vigilance in each other's expressions.

"There are more than 100,000 demon captives outside the city, right?"

"More than 132,100, some were killed, but unfortunately, many escaped. ”

"It's a big win and it's sure to shock the whole country. There must be descendants of the sacrificial royal family among the captives, right?"

"The demon handsome Tuofu is dead, and there are eleven Tuo disciples left. Prince Huaibi's heart was bright, and his voice was still as calm as ever.

The King of Waves coughed twice and moved a few times uneasily, the fat minister gritted his teeth and insisted, his arms trembling slightly.

"Can you hand over these eleven Tuo Clan disciples to me?" Since the half-demons and demon armies settled in the capital, the Wave Rider has become very skilled at whispering, and even in the face of his own son, he can show a trace of flattery and pleading.

Prince Huaibi hated his father's appearance very much, and asked calmly, "What use does my father want them to do?"

"Peace and war is the way to hold the country's civil and military, my son is good at fighting, the whole country is under your control, although I abdicate, I can't just let go, it is better for me to act as a messenger to see the king of sacrifice, there is no foresight, it is me who died, there is a new king in the country of treading waves, it will not be affected, if there is room for peace talks, the country of treading waves can win more time to prepare for war. But ......"

"But going directly to the sacrificial country has no name and no share, so the father wants to return the eleven children of the Tuo clan to the sacrificial king, maybe as soon as he is happy, he is willing to negotiate peace with his father, and it is not necessary to leave his father in the sacrificial country for retirement. ”

The Wave Treading King smiled and nodded frequently, "That's right, it's not necessarily for the elderly, but if I can stay in the country of sacrifice, it will be of great benefit to the country of treading waves." ”

Prince Huaibi sneered, "Wake up, Father, don't you understand, the King of Sacrifice is just a vicious dog tamed by the demons, specializing in biting people for the demons, if you want to make peace with him, it is better to look directly at the mountain." ”

The Wave Treading King frowned slightly, "Of course, it would be better to go to Wangshan Mountain and negotiate directly with the demons, but that group of loose cultivators killed Mr. Half-Demon Ma, this account must be counted on the head of the Wave Treading Country, and we don't have anything valuable in our hands to give to the demons......"

Prince Huaibi could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and said loudly: "Father, give up your ridiculous fantasies, whether you abdicate or not, the country of Treading Waves will participate in the war, including you and what is under your ass, even if you fight to the point of a single soldier, even if the royal family of the Gu clan of the Treading Wave Country is extinct, there will be no more peace talks." Tomorrow, I will kill all the demon captives as a war letter for the sacrificial king. ”

The fat attendant couldn't hold on any longer, and lay on the ground with a bang, and the queen of the waves leaned over, and fell there unable to move for a long time.

Prince Huaibi strode towards the garden gate, and when he saw one of his cronies, the Fu Gong Master, running briskly, he knew that something big was going to happen.

Behind him, the retinue was helping the Wave Treading King with all hands and feet, looking at the prince in horror, not daring to say a word more.

Master Fu ran to the front and nodded to Prince Huaibi, "There is a ship on the sea, and the person who takes the boat calls himself the Beast Master, and he has come to join Master Hong to fight against the demons together. ”

Prince Huaibi finally heard the good news, "Great! I knew that it would not be only the Wave Nation that would dare to resist the demons. ”

There was no joy on the face of the Fu Master Master, "Most of those beast masters are demon clans. ”

Prince Huaibi's face sank.

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