Gate of God

"Sixth Brother? City Guard?" Prince Lin Tianrong could certainly hear who made the sound, but when he heard the rumbling footsteps behind it, he still looked back subconsciously.

He was still somewhat surprised by the large number of City Guards that Duan Wang Lin Xinjue was following. He could accept the appearance of the Dragon Guard and the Royal Forest Army.

but……

City Guard?

Why did the Sixth Brother dare to bring the City Guard into the palace, but the palace is a forbidden place for the City Guard unless...

The sixth brother also knew his plan in advance?

When Prince Lin Tianrong's thoughts rose in his mind, when he thought of Qian Wu again, his body would tremble a little, it was trembling in anger.

It turned out that I have always been a fool who was used by others.

He was not reconciled.

Really not reconciled, but what can he do now? Do you resist now? It is simply impossible, because he has no escape route.

"In the end this is..." Duan Wang Lin Xinjue did not look at Prince Lin Tianrong at this moment, but stared closely at the Jin Luan Temple that had turned into a ruin in front of him, and a huge bronze giant door standing in the field.

His heart was equally shocked.

In fact, before he came, he knew that there would be a war in the palace, but he never thought he would see a ruin.

What about Jin Luan Temple? Was it destroyed?

and also……

What is that demon man standing in front of the giant bronze gate?

"Isn't that... demon?!" When a thought rose in Duan Wang Lin Xinjue's mind, his footsteps finally stopped.

And the dragon guards and the royal forest soldiers looked at Duan Wang Lin Xinjue who appeared in sight, and the tens of thousands of city guards were also a little surprised.

Because, normally, the City Guard is strictly prohibited from entering the palace.

but……

Now Duan Wang Lin Xinjue has come in with the City Guards, and, still, so bright and just come in? Is it treason? Still come to rescue the driver?

If it were before, no one would have the same idea as before.

But it is different now, because under the current situation, once Duan Wang Lin Xinjue also tried to rebel, then the Daxia dynasty may really be caught in a crisis that has never been seen before.

"Father Emperor, the son-in-law is too late to rescue, and still..." Duan Wang Lin Xinjue spoke quickly, but when he looked at Sheng Mu Lin Mubai and stood beside Lin Mubai When Chen Fei painted, he finally swallowed back when he reached his mouth.

injured? !

The father emperor was injured!

Moreover, the painting concubine was also injured? !

How is this possible, the painting concubine is ranked 17th in the Holy List, here...

In the end what happened?

"What are you doing here?" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai looked at Duan Wang Lin Xinjue froze in place, and a cold light flashed in his eyes and asked directly.

"Er... Erchen heard the movements in the palace, and was afraid of... the father emperor would have an accident, so he deliberately took the city guards to rescue the driver..." Duan Wang Lin Xinjue swallowed subconsciously.

"Save the driving? Block the four gates of the imperial palace, give up the protection of Yanjing City, and ran to the imperial palace to rescue the driver?" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai's fists tightened.

"This... The son is just afraid of the traitor leaving..."

"Rebel? Do you mean your third brother?"

"Father Emperor, this..." Duan Wang Lin Xinjue would like to explain something, but, looking at the cold expression of Sheng Shang Lin Mubai, he finally swallowed back when he came to the mouth.

"Why should His Royal Highness be so fearful?" At this moment, Qian Wu's voice also sounded, and a pair of eagle-like eyes looked at Duan Wanglin Xinjue, who had turned around, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth.

"Who are you?" Duan Wang Lin Xinjue frowned, looking at the subconscious opening of Qian Wu who was standing not far from Crown Prince Lin Tianrong.

"Oh, I forgot. His Royal Highness King Duan didn't know me yet, he only knew Su Qing, but he was abrupt, but Su Qing didn't tell His Royal Highness, what was he going to do in this palace?" Qian Wuxi apologized Asked.

"What do you mean?" Duan Wang Lin Xinjue's face changed slightly.

"Oh, Highness King Duan, don't worry. Now you just have to wait a little bit until the Emperor Daxia dies. The throne of Daxia is, of course, His Royal Highness Prince, or...His Royal Highness Duan!" Qian Wu's Gently smile.

"Qian Wu, what are you... what do you want to do?" Prince Lin Tianrong heard this, his face was white again, and his eyes were filled with blood.

"His Highness Prince, don't you know what I want to do?" Qian Wu turned back and looked at Prince Lin Tianrong.

"Did you mean..."

"Of course!" Qian Wu didn't wait for Prince Tiantian Rong to finish, and then directly interrupted: "Since ancient times, the fittest have survived, and the strong are the king. Of course it is necessary to fight, isn’t this a fair thing?"

"Fair? Are you trying to pick an obedient person to sit on the throne?" Prince Tianrong's tone was cold, and his breath seemed extremely unstable.

"Why does the Crown Prince say so straightforwardly?" Qian Wu smiled.

"You..." Crown Prince Lin Tianrong's body burst into a violent breath, his fists were tightly pinched, and a pair of eyes flashed a terrifying light.

At this moment.

Of course he guessed Qian Wu's purpose.

The Daxia dynasty, thousands of years of history, fertile land, and countless people. There is no way to immediately control and stabilize the current strength of the Holy Barbarian dynasty alone.

So, Qian Wu is picking!

Pick between yourself and Duan Wang, pick a puppet who is obedient enough to inherit the throne of Daxia.

Once things have reached this point, no matter whether he sits in the emperor's position or Duan Wang Lin Xinjue in the emperor's position, he will be controlled by the Holy Barbarian dynasty.

"Don't think about it, Prince Ben's death will not let you succeed!" Prince Lin Tianrong finally moved, his eyes filled with blood, and he rushed towards Qian Wu directly.

"Oh? Don't you claim to be me?" Qian Wu looked at the prince Lin Tianrong who rushed over with a sneer on his face. Then, he punched him with a punch.

"His Royal Highness, be careful!" A man in black quickly stopped in front of Qian Wu, with a bright and dazzling brilliance.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the body of the man in black also flew out, hitting the prince Lin Tianrong, and then the two bodies fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spewed directly from Prince Tianrong's mouth.

"Waste!" Qian Wu gave a soft sip, and then looked at Duan Wang Lin Xinjue again: "His Royal Highness Duan is a wise man, shouldn't he learn this waste? Of course, if His Royal Highness Duan is not smart enough, I don't mind Find a wise man in this royal palace!"

Qian Wu's expression was extremely proud.

The guarding dragon guards and the royal forest soldiers looked at this scene, and their fists were tightly pinched.

waste?

This is an insult!

Although the crown prince Lin Tianrong had rebelled, he was still the crown prince of the Daxia dynasty when St. Lin Mubai did not take his crown prince.

"His Royal Highness, it is important to save the emperor first!" A leader of the City Guards looked at the crown prince Lin Tianrong and Qian Wu standing not far away. His face was also angry.

Duan Wang Lin Xinjue's body shuddered, he certainly knew that he would save the emperor, but the situation in front of him clearly exceeded his expectations.

Looking at the crown prince Lin Tianrong, his fists clenched subconsciously.

Just now, Qian Wu's blow made him see clearly.

The strength of people in black is at least reincarnation.

However, Qian Wu was hit with a punch.

and……

The most important thing is that both Sheng Mu Lin Mubai and Chen Fei's paintings were both injured. On the ground, the bodies of countless dragon guards and royal forest troops were fallen.

Everything told him that Qian Wu now has a clear upper hand in this battle.

And behind him, some are only close to the Wancheng Guards, and the remaining guards are outside the palace. So, what can he do?

Royal Palace!

He came to the palace, of course, not just for taking credit, he had to take advantage of the chaos in the palace and take the throne of the Daxia Dynasty in one fell swoop.

For this throne, he has waited too long.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

Rescue the emperor, kill the prince, and then accept the envelope, then he is still just the prince, and what will happen in the next days?

Who can know.

This is an opportunity, one chance to ascend to the throne in one fell swoop.

However, the emperor's throne he had taken down and the alms he was given were two completely different things, although he had sufficient confidence to get rid of the control of the Holy Barbarian dynasty after sitting in the throne of God.

But that is still charity.

How to do?

Do you fight?

What if I can't spell it?

As Qian Wu said, the Daxia dynasty is not only the two princes of him and the prince, but within the palace alone, there are too many choices.

Once he can't fight, he will lose even the last chance to sit in God's seat.

Hesitation, very hesitation.

"Father Emperor!" Just when Duan Wang Lin Xinjue hesitated, a very eager voice rang out from the crowd.

Then, a fiery red figure rushed out from behind Duan Wang Lin Xinjue~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Almost without any hesitation, he ran directly towards Sheng Shang Lin Mubai.

"No, it's Her Royal Highness?"

"Danger!"

Grandpa Wei and the first palm dragon made Yan Qing's voice sound almost at the same time as the figure appeared. The two looked at the flying figure, and they were all tense.

"Pingyang, no!"

"Quick, go back!"

The sounds of St. Lin Mubai and Chen Fei's paintings also sounded at this time, and watching Pingyang rushing towards them, both of them were subconsciously preparing to welcome them.

At this time, a figure also appeared in front of Pingyang. The brand-new black kimono made a soft noise under the blowing of the night wind, and a hand was directly in front of Pingyang.

"It's really troublesome, what's a good way to be a passerby watching the drama? Where is the trust between people?" The figure pouted, looking helpless. (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: