Chapter 62

"The prince is with the envoys of the other three countries? Didn't those six assassinate the emperor and were captured in the prison?"

"Has the emperor changed and asked his Highness the prince to release the six of them?"

"Nonsense, the emperor is angry and has ordered to kill six people. How can the prince let them go?"

The other guards were confused and puzzled! Feng Qian is bold and considerate. He can spend 30 years alone in the imperial court. He is very good at dating people. Naturally, he guessed the way.

"Your Highness, please leave quickly. These six people are serious criminals of the imperial court. The general has the right to catch them." Feng Qianlong's face was positive and his right hand was raised, shouting, "ready to catch people."

"General Feng, you have been appointed from the emperor's grandfather's generation until now. If you know the current affairs, you will be the elder of the Three Dynasties when the palace is ascended to the throne. It is inevitable to be granted a marquis at that time." Tian Xuexi took advantage of his intention.

A 30-year-old border general has great influence. Once he gets his help, he is also a strong force. As a last resort, tianxuexi didn't want Feng Qianlong to fight against himself.

Feng Qianlong heard one or two of them. His look remained unchanged, but his tone was sonorous and powerful. "Your Highness, Wei minister is only loyal to the court. If your highness wants to use the power of the envoys of the Three Kingdoms to do bad things against the emperor, Wei minister must stop him."

Before Tian Xuexi said it, Cao Yuehu snorted coldly: "a small border general dares to show off his strength in front of the sect leader. He is tired of living!"

As soon as his voice fell, Feng Qianlong's sense of crisis accumulated over the years suddenly felt a sense of terror. His body and pimples almost all reacted in an instant, and his instinct retreated.

The oncoming pressure was like the pressure of a foreign body on Mount Tai, but it was the pressure across the air, which had already pressed Feng Qianlong out of breath. As strong as his, Feng Qianlong suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and vomited blood out of it.

"Immortal... Immortal master!" Feng Qianlong seemed to shrink and retreat. He didn't dare to take the first two steps, and his eyes were full of fear.

Not only Feng Qianlong, but also people on the other side noticed that the power of the immortal Masters had been felt in the duel between Si Wenhan and Murong Feng. Naturally, they understood Cao Yuehu's strength.

"Murong Feng saw that the national master of Tianshu was no less than his Murong national master. He didn't expect that the educated youth master would end up like this. After all, he was just a half immortal." Duanmu Jianming kept popping and shaking the fan in his hand.

Murong Feng saw his face was cold and smiled coldly: "I thought only educated young monks were immortal masters. I didn't expect you to be the same. I don't know which person you are in Luocha country?"

"I'm the Supreme Master of Luocha!"

"Unexpectedly, it's master Duanmu. It seems that you also have a great magic weapon to hide the immortal Qi. Even I hide it." Murong Feng coughed twice, and the injury seemed to be getting worse.

"Thanks to the treasure of leader Cao, the fourth-class immortal weapon can hide the immortal Qi of people who turn into fairyland, but it is a life-saving magic weapon."

"Leader Cao?" Si Wenhan was stunned, then looked at Cao Yuehu, and subconsciously said, "bishop Cao Yuehu of Wen haoguo? You have become a fairyland?"

"It turned out to be si Wenhan. We met ten years ago. At that time, you were still a national teacher and I was an elder among bishops. They were just the peak of the heavenly spirit realm and the first person in the postnatal spirit realm to open up 36 internal cycles. Unexpectedly, ten years later, I became the bishop, the leader and became a immortal. You were disgraced, but you became a half immortal."

Cao Yuehu and Si Wenhan seem to be old acquaintances. After they met, they recognized each other immediately. But that kind of friendship is not between friends, but more like enemies.

"The sect leader can see that your body is only in the stage of heaven and spirit, and the thirty-six internal cycles are only the day after tomorrow, and the immortal body has not been completed. It seems that you have suffered a fatal injury, I'm afraid you won't live long. Si Wenhan, how did you turn against Murong Feng?"

Si Wenhan smiled coldly. He knew that his body had begun to decline and it was difficult to take away the work. There was no doubt that he would die today. He was happy and said, "nothing, but tianjuechen and this good disciple conspired against me and the emperor ten years ago and almost killed me. He came back today just to revenge."

"Tianjuechen? Father emperor?" the prince was slightly stunned. He was very taboo to the emperor's name, but tianxuexi still reacted.

Just Duanmu Jianming heard a trace of charm at the first time, frowned slightly, and asked tightly, "tianjuechen also plotted against you? Can't it be Murong Feng's first-hand operation?"

"The traitor didn't have such a big means at the beginning." Si Wenhan stared at Murong Feng fiercely and said word by word: "if it hadn't been for the help of tianjuechen, who was the second prince, I would have lost my muscles and veins by them, absorbed my skills by the traitor and almost died in the wilderness."

"What do you mean?"

"At the beginning, both the emperor and I supported the armistice policy and made friends with the surrounding three countries within a hundred years. However, Murong Feng always encouraged me to start a war in order to cultivate magic skills and use war to refine magic nature and achieve a higher level. It happened that tianjuechen was not the crown prince. The emperor was about to abdicate and the throne would fall into the hands of the crown prince. The two traitors hit it off immediately. First They forced the emperor to death, poisoned the prince, and then designed to entrap me. Otherwise, how can they have today's status? "

Both the crown prince and the envoy of the three kingdoms were slightly stunned. Even Feng Qianlong on one side could not believe that the death of the crown prince was actually done by the current emperor.

There is no need for Si Wenhan to deceive them. There have been many dark scenes in the history of the struggle for the throne, and the prince's harem competes for position. Feng Qianlong has heard of the tragedy.

"Tianjuechen killed the king and took the throne in exchange for so many years of debauchery and lust and ignoring the government?" Tan Xinglong said in a subtle way.

Duanmu Jianming suddenly changed his face and grabbed his hands. He took tianxuexi across the air and immediately shouted, "take me to tianjuechen!"

"The father is in the heart nourishing hall. This palace will take you there."

Seven people come and go.

Feng Qianlong pondered for a while, waved his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "go, it's our mission to protect the emperor." as soon as he ordered, the people followed closely.

"What are these people doing?" although qin'er is smart, he is not interested in the throne from beginning to end, so he doesn't think as much as Xiao Naihe.

Xiao Naihe's predecessor was born in the royal family, and he is very familiar with the dark side of the royal family. Although I have heard clues from Si Wenhan's words, it's a pity that I'm not interested.

His eyes stared at Murong Feng and took a breath.

"Qin'er, the traitor has no strength to start now. Kill him while his immortal body hasn't recovered." Si Wenhan suddenly shouted to qin'er around him.

Just then, a small sound sounded, and dozens of armor guards ran over.

Si Wenhan's face became more and more ugly, and his tone was somewhat disheartened: "it's over. I didn't expect to lose to this traitor today. I hate it!"

Murong Feng saw that he was surrounded by dozens of armor guards, one of whom helped him up.

"Old devil, you still lost, or lost! Today I will bury your father and daughter here and see you frustrated and ashes with my own eyes..."

Murong Feng saw that he had just finished, and suddenly an unspeakable sharp pain filled his chest. He looked down and couldn't believe it in his eyes.

A practicing knife passed through his chest. The immortal body did not recover and his heart was broken!