Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

"Your Majesty is dead!"

"Your Majesty's son is not outstanding, and His Highness Linlang is not very good either? I think His Highness Fengyun is the most suitable to inherit the throne."

"Of course, the person who can be recognized by the East Emperor Pagoda and let the East Emperor Pagoda open the Mu family's ancestral land is naturally the most suitable person to become an emperor."

Such voices are getting louder and louder, whether it is ordinary people, or the heads of the major star powers in the Eastern Emperor Dynasty, or some elders on the side of the Mu family, they all feel this way.

What is even more unbelievable is that even the Beigong Dynasty, which did not deal with them very much, had the same voice.

"Your Majesty Fengyun is the real emperor of the Eastern Emperor Dynasty."

"What is it that only His Majesty Fengyun is qualified to be their opponent of the Northern Emperor, etc..."

The position of Eastern Emperor has not really changed hands yet, but in the eyes of most people, it has already changed hands.

The Eastern Emperor's confidants tried their best to refute the rumors, "A group of stupid guys, His Majesty is not dead! How could His Majesty die under Mu Fengyun's hands?"

"Your Majesty will not lose to Mu Fengyun."

However, the Eastern Emperor was really defeated.

Not to mention that the Eastern Emperor had lost countless times before he ascended the throne, even in the competition of the peak powerhouse not long ago, there were so many eyes watching him lose to Mu Fengyun.

"Since it is said that His Majesty the Eastern Emperor is still alive, let him come out in person to clarify soon." Someone said.

"yes!"

But Donghuang couldn't, he was seriously injured, even if he was replaced with a body that was in good condition, there were no missing arms or broken legs.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt blood red in front of his eyes, and he turned into a pile of wreckage.

Moreover, he has various injuries, and now he must take good care of his injuries, and he must return to a good condition before entering the ancestral land.

It is not suitable for him to walk around now, he must retreat.

Because he couldn't clarify himself, everyone really thought he was dead.

When he heard such rumors, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

"This group of fools, have they forgotten what Mu Fengyun did? He is a conspiracy bastard. He killed the emperor's grandfather. They must be made clear."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Because everyone believed in Mu Fengyun, this fried rice was useless.

Many voices even erupted, "Find out the truth back then, and restore Master Fengyun's innocence!"

"Yes! It must be investigated clearly, and His Royal Highness Fengyun must not be wronged."

"Check! Check! Check!"

Even the Beigong Dynasty made such a tough request to the Eastern Emperor Dynasty.

His Majesty the Northern Emperor was also very curious about the truth back then.

Mu Fengyun and Mu Qianxi still had a good rest, and they were very clear about the movements of all parties.

"It's great, Beigongjue hasn't come out yet." Beigongjue would never stand on their side to help.

So she was sure that the person sitting on the throne of the Beigong Dynasty was Gu Baiyi.

Mu Fengyun said: "This kid is very righteous. After dealing with the affairs of the Eastern Emperor Dynasty, I will find a way to repay the favor and solve that Beigongjue. If he wants to secure the throne of the Beigong Dynasty, I will also help him." he."

I don't have much contact with him, so Mu Fengyun knows what that kid means?

snort! He definitely didn't want to owe a favor to a guy who coveted his precious daughter.

Mu Qianxi replied: "I think Xiaobai definitely doesn't want to. What he wants most is to hold the sword in his hand tightly and freely pursue the path of the strong. The throne will only be a bondage."

On this side, Mu Qianxi and Mu Fengyun chatted happily, while on the other side, Donghuang was already furious after receiving such bad news.

"What innocence? Mu Fengyun is a sinner."

"The emperor's grandfather is dead, and everyone who knew about it, except me and Chang Yu, has been wiped out. So what if they don't believe it? There is no evidence to prove that Mu Fengyun did not conspire, he is a sinner!"

"No matter how tall the person who supports him is the master of the East Emperor Pagoda, this is a stain that he can't wash off in his life."

Feng Changyu said: "You're right, so don't be angry and take good care of your wounds. The opening of the Mu family ancestral land is when you have avenged your shame, and you must kill Mu Fengyun there." "You also know Mu Fengyun has always been lucky. He is the son of destiny. The possibility of getting a chance in the ancestral land is much greater than you. Once he gets benefits in the ancestral land of the Mu family and his strength improves, your situation will be more difficult, and you will soon lose the throne

. "

Mu Feng's eyes were red, "Why? Why can Mu Fengyun easily obtain what we have worked so hard to obtain? Because he is the son of destiny and is favored by God. I don't accept it! I don't accept it! He must die!"

"Yes! I'm not convinced either! So he must die." Feng Changyu murmured in a low voice.

He doesn't care about Mu Fengyun getting other things, he has never liked power and status, but he is not reconciled to why God gave him a lover he couldn't dream of.

Maybe Mu Fengyun's life before was indeed smooth sailing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the son of destiny in the Xuantian Realm, but his hard work is also an indispensable element.

However, after Mu Fengyun disobeyed the way of heaven and let the soul of destiny out of the control of the way of heaven, it is no longer the treatment of the son of destiny.

The gods and beasts are punished by heaven, and their dying bodies are tortured day and night, which is thousands of times more painful than ordinary people.

They were jealous of him, and they only saw what he got, but couldn't see what he had endured?

Three days passed quickly.

This time, the East Emperor Pagoda appeared in the imperial mausoleum, which was the best place specially chosen by the East Emperor Pagoda for Mu Qianxi and the others.

In the imperial mausoleum of the Eastern Emperor Dynasty, there is a powerful ten-thousand-year formation, and no one can use spiritual power here.

And it can't be destroyed here, as long as every plant, tree and stone here is destroyed, those who do it will suffer the same backlash.

If it was in other places, the Eastern Emperor would definitely send countless strong men to ambush and kill them, so that Mu Fengyun and his people would not even have the chance to get close to the entrance of the ancestral land.

After Donghuang learned of this news, he hated Donghuang Pagoda's preference for Mu Fengyun.

Of course I prefer! Now Mu Fengyun is its master, and he doesn't favor anyone he favors. "Do you really think that this will allow Mu Fengyun to successfully enter the ancestral land? Impossible, dispatch all the silver guards, the emperor's army, and all the masters of the god ranks, and let me keep the water out of the imperial mausoleum. Don't let go of a single mosquito." go in as long as it's not

Our people, shoot to kill! "The Eastern Emperor ordered.

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

The entire imperial mausoleum is huge, but the Eastern Emperor has a lot of people, and the inner three floors are well surrounded by the outer three floors, without leaving a single gap.

If Mu Fengyun and the others really wanted to enter the imperial tomb, there would definitely be a bloody battle.

However, Mu Fengyun and the others did not come to the imperial mausoleum at this time, and they were even in a base very far away from the imperial mausoleum.

Mu Fengyun picked many members of the Mu clan to follow him, almost all of them were present.

Mu Fengyun asked: "Has the second brother not come yet?"

Entering the Mu clan's ancestral land this time is a great opportunity for the Mu clan. Although the second brother fought as a commander in the west before, the city can be captured slowly. Such an opportunity is rare in a thousand years and cannot be missed.