In the Taixuan Hall, the eyes of hundreds of Heaven Realm Lords all turned to Patriarch Bazang and King Yuanwu Zhu in an instant. Countless people's eyes flickered and flickered.
This short period of time has been full of twists and turns. What a bullshit birthday party for the king. The king was almost stepped into the dust, without any dignity.
If Patriarch Bazang kills Yuan Wuzhu in public, then who will be the next king? Is it to support a new puppet, or is one of the three overlords coming to power? How should the royal family of Dongyue Palace explain it?
Xin Zhuo was sitting cross-legged in the corner, silently watching. He suddenly understood the true purpose of King Yuan Wuzhu, the three overlords, the masters of the Heaven Realm, the birthday banquet and his party - —
Yuanwu Zhu is not willing to be a puppet, and wants to win over a group of people, divide a group of people, and struggle.
Judging from what they just said, the three overlords are obviously eyeing something or an ability that is only available to the royal family. This thing or ability should be related to their cultivation.
The remaining Lords of Jingtian, like me, will either come to watch and decide the future situation, or they will fish in troubled waters.
At this moment, Patriarch Bazang suddenly became angry again. He was obviously extremely disappointed with the matter and wanted to press him for more questions.
Seeing Yuan Wuzhu's face flushed, veins on his forehead bulging, and his mana gathering, almost self-destructing, Wu Xingyuan's group of people yelled: "Let go of the king!"
They rushed forward one after another.
There was also an old man from the Dynasty running towards him in the distance.
"Huh?"
The Patriarch Bazang snorted coldly, and a bright and huge blockade ripple erupted around his body, which was more majestic and heavier than the starry sky.
Wu Xingyuan and his group were bounced several feet away before they even got close.
Same place, but the gap is indeed huge.
Patriarch Bazang smiled faintly and looked directly at Wu Xingyuan: "Do you want to try my heavenly sword?"
The art of splitting the starry sky with the heavenly sword of Lord Bazang is the best in the vast realm of space. Thousands of years without a single defeat!
Unexpectedly, Wu Xingyuan was not afraid at all. The aura of the late emperor realm reached the extreme. He stretched out his right hand, and a small world-like wind swirled around. One of the golden swords seemed to be able to destroy all things. A frightening sharpness enveloped the entire hall and could destroy it in an instant. Heaven and earth, the voice is hoarse and unpleasant: "Wu's sword is not bad at all!"
Patriarch Bazang chuckled, but an ethereal and mysterious pressure spread slowly, except for people in all directions , everything disappeared, as if we had reached a place of space and emptiness.
Seeing that both sides were about to take action, the Lords of Heaven from all directions teleported away.
"Slow... wait!"
Unexpectedly, King Yuanwu Zhu suddenly said with difficulty: "Unify!"
The Patriarch Bazang suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes brightening.
Bodhisattva Miaoyin and Ancestor Qinglong below also stood up, their eyes shining with dazzling light, which was a kind of nervousness, excitement, desire and ambition.
King Yuanwu Zhu said again: "Unification is enough. This is a reunion of thirty-eight thousand years, and there are still one hundred and fifty years. The reason why the little king has ambitions is because there is only one One hundred and fifty years!”
Patriarch Bazang put him down and looked back at Bodhisattva Miaoyin and Patriarch Qinglong. There was a very subtle change between the three of them, one of caution and vigilance.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yuanwu Zhu sat sideways on the ground, coughing heavily.
Patriarch Bazang returned to his seat in a flash and bowed: "My king is brave!"
The void around him disappeared, and the main hall appeared again.
Patriarch Qinglong and Miaoyin Bodhisattva also bowed at the same time: "My king is wise!"
It was as if some kind of wish had been fulfilled, giving Yuanwu Pearl some face.
“Your Majesty is wise and mighty!”
When hundreds of Lords of Realm and Heaven saw it, they stood up at the same time and paid homage loudly.
Xin Zhuo also stood up and thought for a moment.
King Yuan Wuzhu glanced at the Lord Jingtian who was saluting the whole hall. He felt a little dazed for a moment. He stood up and shook his sleeves: "Your Majesty, no courtesy!" Everyone sat down one after another.
Yuan Wuzhu waved his hand: "Send the order!"
A dead old official on the side walked out of the corner and opened the edict: "Wang Ling, Qing Yuan The eldest princess made the Patriarch of Bazang her concubine. The second princess of Ling, Xu Qinglong, is my concubine...the ninth princess of Qian'an, Xu Wu Xingyun, is my wife...the seventeenth princess of Lingzhi, Xu Mengjun, is my wife..."
I read twenty-seven princesses in a row, and eight in a row. The two overlords Zang Patriarch and Qinglong Patriarch also had their share.
Everyone had strange expressions on their faces, and they all bowed and thanked him. Mr. Meng had a sad expression on his face, and he was very happy with his martial arts skills.
The Patriarch Bazang lacks interest.
On the contrary, Qinglong Ancestor laughed loudly: "I am here for the Spring Festival, and I must have a big battle. Thank you, my king!"
Yuanwu Zhu's cheeks trembled, feeling a little distressed. His beautiful girls were helpless in this matter, and then he looked at the dead old official again.
The old official understood: "Princess 77 and 28 of the Yuan Dynasty, Xu Xinzhuo is my wife!"
Xin Zhuo was eating the melon secretly, wondering whether the manipulations that Husai girls like Yuan Wu Zhu gave others would have any effect. Unexpectedly, he ate the melon and ate it on his own head. He subconsciously looked back at the three ancestors of Heishui and found that the three of them The person was in a daze at first, then lowered his head and suppressed a smile.
Heishui Ancestor coughed lightly and lowered his voice: "Ranked twenty-eight, at least young. Lord Landlord, just accept it. Who would dislike a girl given away for free? If you don't want it, you can throw it away when you get home. Raise pigs at the same time!”
Xin Zhuo He took a deep breath, stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Your Majesty, just..."
He wanted to say that I just have a wife, so I didn't mention it, but Yuan Wuzhu suddenly stood up and said, "Send Come on!”
……
"Qiqi! Qiqi..."
In the depths of the Royal City's Ten Thousand Palaces, in an alleyway mixed with simple stables and laundries, three old palace maids ran wildly, knocking over the palace maids and ladies who were coming and going. The guards were frightened for a moment, and the robes hanging out to dry flew by.
Until they arrived in front of a slightly larger wooden building, the three old palace maids rushed in. They saw Princess Yuan Qiqi with a little maid, holding a sea bowl as big as a basin. The sea bowl contained rice, braised animal meat and braised eggs. It looked ugly.
“Oh, are you still eating?” An old palace maid took away her sea bowl and said worriedly: “You are getting married!”
“Pfft…”
Yuan Qiqi spurted all the rice in his mouth, spraying it on the faces of the three old palace maids. They were stunned for a moment, and their expressions turned cold to the naked eye.
The little girl on the side is very cute, a little bit silly: "Who will the princess marry? Did the king give the order? Tell me magpie, I am magpie, I know everything!"
Yuan Qiqi Wiping the corners of his mouth, straightening his messy long hair, he said in a deep voice: "Yuanwu Zhu is the dwarf who married me to the Northern Territory. The human realm, or the orc realm in the west? "
An old palace lady shook her head and nodded: "No, but it's almost the same. It's a barbaric realm in the far east. Marry a Lord of Heaven named Xin Zhuo!”
“Is it him?”
Yuan Qiqi's face looked better, but not too good-looking. He frowned and said, "What does this person look like? According to the rules, the palace painter will draw it, right?"
"Yes! I haven't had time to see it yet. ." Another old palace maid took out a brand new picture scroll that still smelled of ink, and slowly unfolded it.
When everyone saw it, they were all stunned.
In the scroll, I saw that the person looked to be in his mid-twenties, with a princely hair crown, rich clothes, tall figure, and handsome facial features like a woman, but without the coquettishness or coquettishness of an ordinary sissy. The key to the rudeness of those who kill embryos is not that they are as gentle as jade. They are just calm, calm and indifferent. Their eyes are so deep that people cannot understand, as if they have lived for several lifetimes. They are insightful and have a unique temperament.
“It’s so beautiful!” Maid Magpie blinked desperately.
Yuan Qiqi's face turned red, and he said angrily: "This guy Yuan Wu Zhu is not blind after all, and his eyesight is not bad. Forget it, I accept my fate. It's just him! He's lucky to have picked up the eldest heroine as his wife. Within a hundred years, , I asked him to be the Lord of the Great Realm Heaven. Within a thousand years, I will help him enter the Dongyue Palace and become a long-term leader. Old!"
"But..." an old palace maid hesitated, "He seemed unwilling, and he ran away as soon as the king left."
Yuan Qiqi was stunned. : "?" (End of this chapter)