Douluo ice demon Yuhao

One day later.

In the most majestic and luxurious main hall of the Sun and Moon Palace, Xu Tianran was sitting in a wheelchair in the center, with Tangerine in palace clothes standing next to him.

On the other side is a mysterious man shrouded in black.

The hem of the white robe perfectly covered Xu Tianran's empty lower body. Although he had to sit in a wheelchair due to his disability, ministers and officials looked up to him every day and every moon.

"Everyone loves you, please retreat from the court." Xu Tianran said calmly.

Not far away, a pro-guard showed his sonorous voice: "Retreat from the DPRK——"

Then the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty retreated outside the palace one after another.

Xu Tianran was sitting in a wheelchair, looking down at the ministers who were slowly leaving the palace. His calm eyes contained indescribable ambition and satisfaction.

This is what he has always wanted.

The old emperor's illness has become more and more serious. A few years ago, he could even force himself to walk in the ground. Now, if it is not necessary, he will stay in bed and rest quietly.

The eighth prince cursed angrily: "Does he think he is worthy of being a prince? Is he still vague about Huo Yuhao's character?"

At this time, the mysterious man in white on the other side of Huo Yuhao spoke. This man was none other than the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, Zhong Liwu.

The Eighth Prince paused and said: "Huo Yuhao and my father are both pro-war factions. Although you two are neutral, a small number of officials and ministers have not yet understood that all the people are anti-war factions. We do not want to challenge

To start a war, at most, in the final stage, it is to provoke a war."

"But Fan Feihan wanted to use that opportunity to seize all the participants as hostages and use the opportunity to launch a full-scale war."

"With such a gap, what can you do to overthrow me?"

"Please tell me, Father, that God has come to pay my respects."

I grabbed a book and threw it against the wall.

Under his leadership, the Sun and Moon Empire will annex the other three countries in one fell swoop, unify the world, and let the light of the sun and moon shine on the entire Douluo Continent.

There was a trace of determination and willingness in the eyes of the Eighth Prince.

Zhong Liwu saluted and said with a smile: "Thank you first to the Prince's Palace. In the Prince's Palace, things in our religion have not been settled yet, so I'll excuse you and leave first."

The seventh prince asked again: "Father is not seriously ill yet and has no time to manage the military. Is there no way for my subordinates to take over the military power and give it to you?"

Xu Tianran said solemnly: "Because the Sun and Moon Empire will attack all participating teams in the small competition, and then take the opportunity to launch a full-scale war."

"What's the use of giving up now and becoming a prince?"

"Wait until you officially succeed to the throne, declare the Holy Spirit Cult to be the state religion of the Sun and Moon Empire, and its leader will be hereditary as the national teacher. And before you unify the small continent, declare to the sky, ban the name of evil soul masters, and declare that they are the

Soul master orthodoxy.”

In addition, Huo Yuhao himself is a genuine Titled Douluo.

Huo Yuhao is not a ruthless, passionate and passionate tyrant.

The Eighth Prince said: "You dare to assert that my plan will definitely succeed. Then you can take the opportunity to impeach me."

"Bad, myna."

I scolded without being angry: "Are you a fool? He has reached this point now, does he still think he can get in and out?"

"Just because of your military power, the number of weaklings around you is inferior to mine."

The eighth prince then returned to his palace and sat in the study. There was no longer a smile on Jun Lang's face, replaced by an irritability that could break out at any time.

Before I left, the guard shook his head without sighing: "The Eighth Prince comes to pay his respects every day. You are really filial."

"They are two Extreme Douluo."

One is the eighth prince and the seventh prince. The other princes and the prince's sons who have no right to inherit according to my theory have wisely entered and exited the prince's battle early on, but those two princes never gave up.

Before entering the court, the eighth prince Xu Tianci did not return to his own palace, but went all the way to the old emperor's palace.

The seventh prince asked: "How is the military power distributed between the DPRK and China now? Don't you have much military power under your command?"

At that moment, a valet walked out of the study cautiously and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince, I will pay my respects to you, Your Majesty the Seventh Prince."

The expressions of Xu Jiujiu and Xingyun Douluo changed, and they asked in unison: "Is this true?"

Now it is just a replacement. Soon, not long after, these will truly belong to him, and he will ascend the throne and become the new emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire.

"Let's talk." He said lazily for a long time.

It is not difficult for us to directly launch a mutiny. Fan Feihan only has less military power than us, and there are not many titled Douluo and fourth-level soul masters around him.

"Since I ended my control of the government, how many dissidents have I eliminated? How many minor ministers have I killed? Even the minor ministers who once had no merit for me are nostalgic for me at all, and I even have the opportunity to be promoted.

No, I will kill you if I say so."

I still remember the scene in my mind when the Seventh Prince made my legs disabled, and how long after that I had bloodbathed the palace.

The Eighth Prince snorted disdainfully: "You are planning to foil my plan. My plan was originally quite whimsical."

The Eighth Prince gritted his teeth and said: "Now Huo Yuhao's men do not have 87% of the military power, and not 87% of the military power is in the hands of my father. The total military power of the two of you is only 20%. The remaining 10% is not yet reached.

The military power lies in the hands of the border generals."

"As for those anti-war ministers and generals, as well as the low-level soul engineers, you have no idea how to win over them."

"How should you call him? Yuhao, or... the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit?"

"Bago, don't you have any chance yet?" the seventh prince asked.

The eighth prince frowned and looked up at his half-brother. The former's figure was tall and stalwart, but his eyes showed shrinking and fear.

"How can it be?"

Fan Feihan returned to her original appearance and said calmly: "Sorry, Your Majesty, does he want to hear your truth?"

Xingyun Douluo asked: "Huo Dayou, the sect team was introduced in that small competition. Doesn't the Sun and Moon Empire have such a small appetite to eat so few people?"

The red-haired old woman next to you, Xingyun Douluo, also said in a deep voice: "The Soul Master Competition is a prosperous event in the entire continent. It is held every seven years. You have never been absent for thousands of years. How can you enter and leave easily?"

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After saying that, Zhong Liwu also left the palace.

The simple and elegant decoration of the study makes me excited, and the ethereal incense smells pungent.

Sitting outside a VIP room for a long time, looking at Fan Feihan behind him with a simple expression, he asked in a serious voice.

The waiter went in, and after a while, the seventh prince Xu Tianyi, who was short in stature and had a resolute face, walked back.

From the moment the fight for the throne ended, it was already a fantasy to take over the whole body.

…

The Eighth Prince's face was filled with joy.

The Seventh Prince asked: "Brother, I am sometimes careful when doing things, how could I make a small mistake?"

"That identity is called the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit."

Xu Tianran said seriously: "You sincerely suggest that they participate in that small competition."

The Seventh Prince was silent for a while, and then said in a nonchalant manner: "Bago, what if this is... are you in or out of the crown prince's battle?"

"Did he forget that Seventh Brother came on stage?"

The Eighth Prince and the Seventh Prince have been holding back recently. They are definitely willing to accept their fate, but are looking for the earliest opportunity to overthrow themselves.

"Why?" He frowned for a long time.

While answering, I activated my mental suggestion.

Huo Yuhao had a irritable smile on his face, but his eyes were full of ice and heat.

Xu Tianran nodded slightly and said calmly: "He was originally going to Mingdu as the team leader, right? Mingdu will be safe by then, so he will go."

The Eighth Prince said solemnly: "Does he think you want to bring me down? But you don't have much capital now?"

The Eighth Prince also insisted: "Excuse me, I'll come back tomorrow to see my father."

"Orange, you guys go back to the palace." When there was no one else in the palace besides the servants and personal guards, Huo Yuhao gave a calm order to the men beside him.

The two brothers competing with Fan Feihan for the crown prince's position would probably be much worse off.

Jiujiujiu's face was solemn: "Then the Holy Spirit Sect doesn't have seventy or so weak Titled Douluo, and it doesn't even have an Ultimate Douluo, so it's true that they can't have such a small appetite."

I have a mutually beneficial relationship with the Holy Spirit Cult.

"After that small competition, there were only a few thousand participating team members, including their entourage. I want all of them to stay in Mingdu, is it possible?"

With the power I currently have at my disposal, if I want to successfully ascend the throne, there are still no major obstacles, mainly from eight departments.

"That's probably your first chance."

Jiujiu's eyes became simpler, full of doubts, solutions, and absurdities.

The seventh is the civil and military ministers in the court. Many of them may dare to say something because they are afraid of themselves, but they are not quite satisfied in their hearts.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with warmth and coldness.

Fan Feihan said: "So you suggested that he should stay in Xingluo if he is going to compete that time."

"When the time comes, I'm afraid I will really let my younger brother take over."

The Seventh Prince fell silent, and I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.

"At that time, the participating teams from the eight countries in the mainland will gather in Mingdu. The competition is grand and concerns the face of your Sun and Moon Empire."

"There is a saying from Sun Moon College that the overall strength of the soul masters of the Eight Douluo Kingdoms has basically remained at the same level, but your soul guides are constantly regressing, developing and innovating."

The Eighth Prince pondered for a moment before saying hurriedly: "The upcoming small competition for all the spirit masters in the continent will be held in Mingdu. Huo Yuhao will be solely responsible for the matters related to that small competition."

The eight groups of people who praised him still came together by appointment.

"All the officials disobeyed Huo Yuhao because they were afraid of me, but there are very few ministers who are full of me."

After being stunned for a long time, before he could react, Xu Tianran added one more finger to the number of fingers you extended under your stunned gaze.

"The emperor's uncle and others also support you. The Sun and Moon Imperial Family is my, Huo Yuhao's, one of my own."

It's a pity that although Huo Yuhao is ruthless, he is a suitable prince. He handles the government affairs in the court in an orderly manner and has a good tongue.

"Did he come back that time to lead Xingluo to win the championship of that soul master competition?"

Huo Yuhao said: "I'm sorry for bothering the Imperial Master. Naturally, I can't solve such a big problem by myself."

Scanning the luxurious palace, Xu Tianran's eyes became even more ambitious.

Fan Feihan snapped her fingers, her blue hair instantly turned into white hair, and her face also changed slightly.

The Seventh Prince asked: "But, my succession to the throne is now a foregone conclusion, and almost all the ministers are looking towards me."

The eighth prince then put away his emotions and said calmly: "Let the seventh brother retreat."

The Seventh Prince followed my lead and said, "This Eighth Brother, is he planning to foil Brother Good's plan?"

The Eighth Prince calmed down his emotions and analyzed carelessly: "You still have no chance."

"Starting a war now is not a bad choice. Your Sun and Moon Empire is so slow to initiate a war."

"Your identity is Xu Tianran."

"Now, he tells you that your brothers who once competed with me for the throne can still be idle princes. Does he believe it?"

The Eighth Prince shook his head: "These generals I have are all loyal to the royal family, and they are loyal to any prince."

"Ba Ge." The seventh prince's brows were concealing worries, "Father's illness... is getting worse. It may take a while before..."

"You can't rest and recuperate for a few more decades. It will be too late to start a war once soul guidance technology has made a small leap forward."

"What they want to do is to help you retain the people from the eight countries of Xiaolu who will participate in the next small competition."

He spread his hands for a long time and said with a heavy smile: "Oh no, Yuhao, he is finally back. Although I often see him sending messages, I really miss seeing him in person."

Orange, who had been silent all this time, spoke loudly: "Yes, Your Majesty."

I seemed to have read through Huo Yuhao's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Prince, why do you bother so much? There is no dirty work that I am willing to do. I can just leave it to my teaching."

I need the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Cult as a low-end combat force to help me unify the mainland, and the Holy Spirit Cult cannot walk on the sun with my acquiescence.

"What?" He couldn't help but calm down for a long time. He slammed the table and stood up.

The seventh prince nodded in agreement.

…

The Seventh Prince seemed to understand something and said: "Ba Ge, what he means is..."

As the prince, Xu Tianran was named regent and handled the government affairs on his behalf.

Xu Tianran said enthusiastically: "Of course we have no appetite, because we are cooperating with the Holy Spirit Sect."

Xingyun Douluo also sighed and said: "Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao...why did I get together with the evil soul master?"

The Eighth Prince hated his brother as much as he did. Before he finished scolding him, he sat under the chair with a pale face. He knew what he was thinking about.

"To bring me down completely, you need to be accurate enough. You need a small, justifiable mistake."

Star Luo Empire, Star Luo City, Star Luo Royal Academy.

"Even if I really don't have this ability, what should I do if those mermaids are defeated in a desperate attempt to make small fortunes in Mingdu?"

Xu Tianran stretched out a finger and shook it: "Yes, yes, yes, he is an Ultimate Douluo."

His eyes fell on a few figures walking out of the hall, and Xu Tianran's eyes suddenly became a bit sinister.

Eighth, some princes and nobles have little status in the royal family.

"Is he willing to watch Huo Yuhao ascend the throne, stay in Mingdu, and greet me every afternoon? Or is he like my first brother, willing to leave Mingdu and live in his own fiefdom, settling in a corner?"

The personal guard waiting behind the palace did not take my arrival seriously. They bowed as usual, but did not let me go. Instead, they said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince, your majesty has not rested yet. Please come back."

Isn’t it that the prince in charge of the government is called supervising the country? Why did the third young master create a regent?

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