Martial King’s Retired Life

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The emperor was weak and annoyedly said: ".- .. when will you give us the medicine?

"This is not poison, but tears of narcotic thorns secreted by Yuntian Palace. Didn't Xiang told you? But he must also tell you that I would let the dragon in the sky in the lamp oil, right?" Orange King mood Very good, good soon to sing,-the dream that has always been in sight, he explained: "Since I know that Xiang Tian is a traitor, how can I tell him the truth. Long Zai Tian put the powder under the medicine The water, wine and tea water provided by Feiyuping, so all of you have taken this medicine. Thorns and tears are not effective for those who have no martial arts skills, but if you practice internal strength, you will suffer from imprisonment within.

"The dragon is ... the dragon is in the sky!"

At this time, the dragon had stopped fighting on the platform in the distance, both Tian and Tang Mao. Obviously know what happened, but the emperor was restrained and they did not dare to come forward. The dragon's face was full of embarrassment, and even when his name was called, his heart was trembling.

"Father Emperor, you have been defeated today, and hand over Chuan Guoxi." Orange King smiled proudly: "If you don't do what I say, I'm afraid I can't control these people."

At the half of the Orange King's remarks, immediately the bold black wind thirteen wings approached silently, just like when they were close to Xiang Batian-activities and hands. It was just a strange smile on his face that seemed extremely excited.

The man headed in the 13th wing of Heifeng is a tall, tall man, unable to conceal his pride in his eyebrows: "I did-I bought and sold my head off the belt, and one day the emperor would fall into my hands. "He was still a part of the competition just now. He didn't have a blade in his hand, but his two hands rubbed back and forth like two daggers rubbing each other.

Fuxiang said indifferently: "Chen Yun, where is the Holy Spirit today, how can you be so presumptuous?"

"It is said to be holy today, and after a while, not yet ... hehe.

"Father Emperor, you heard it." Orange King looked coldly, saying, "These people are desperate people. If the Chuanyu Jade Seal is not available, I am afraid that the children will not let you go.

Although the emperor is subject to others, she smiles proudly and has no fear: "Li Chengzhi, do you remember what your last name is? Do you remember what my surnames were from the past kings! \" Oy

Before the King Orange speaks, the emperor scolds his face and scolds him, "Is there a soft egg in my Li family who is greedy for life and fears death! Here's your life, if you really go against it, take it!"

This statement is decisive, and there is no room to turn around, and the Orange King is also complexion-array blue-array white, murmured: "You are so hard-spoken. Hum, so don't blame ... I have to ask you to call Orange Brother No! Come! "

"Don't think about the following offense!" Grandpa Nan sighed, grabbed the emperor's arm, "The emperor! Only follow the slave!"

The father-in-law talked about the big sleeves-waved, a red smoke wafted from the sleeve, this smoke became a light red, I do not know if it is a powerful poison. No one dared to rush forward for a while.

Suddenly I heard a few sounds of kala sounds like the sound of the machine, and the Orange King responded: "The throne has a mechanism! Quickly chase!

Fuxiang-Hey, I didn't expect Nan Gong to be strong after being poisoned. Quickly palm-to-gather, giving birth to a violent suction to gather the light red smoke together. But after the red smoke, the two masters and servants have disappeared, and the throne is still empty-a chair, no trace can be seen at all.

Orange King said: "What is this smoke? Will it hurt?"

Fu Xiang laughed: "Hey, teach that without a handle. The smoke is not poisonous at all. Instead, he crushed some red things into crushed powder and dried it with the remaining internal force-a part of it. Aerosol.

"What's the red thing =

Fuxiang waved helplessly: "Tomato.

"Tomato?" The Orange King looked at the empty throne, and his dream of almost coming to his hands was blocked because of a tomato, which was really annoying. "My king said that the Western Region Fanbang can't give good things. The national affairs were planted on a tomato!"

Fuxiang said: "His Royal Highness, the most urgent task is to suppress the opposition forces in the palace and find the jade seal of Chuanguo. As long as the jade seal is in hand, we mostly have time to craft a true seal, as long as it is stamped with it, we can tell it. The world is down.

"That's right. The immediate priority is to find the Chuan Guoxi Seal." Guan

The Orange King turned around and looked at-Gan, the imperial relative who was already scared, and the Minister. Among them, those who have martial arts are unable to move because of thorns and tears, but those who have no martial arts are hard to fight against Fuxiang and Heifeng Thirteen Wings, and they are not afraid to mess with the orange king.

The King of Orange quite solemnly said: "I won't say anything extra. You should know how to do it. The new monarch is about to succeed, and some of you may disagree, but it doesn't matter. My father emperor also had many when he succeeded. People didn't agree, but the queen mother helped him kill all of them. I had no queen mother's help, so I had to do it myself. '

These princes and ministers are now on the chopping block. On the piece of meat, Orange King's words are simply ridiculous, but there is no denying that his plan has a chance to succeed. And it seems that the chances of success are getting bigger and bigger.

A minister dressed in civilian clothes angrily said: "His Royal Highness, you are the queen's eldest son. My eldest son is my son. His blood is extremely precious. In the year you have not yet arrived, you have been named a prince. ? Conspiracy, captive king, usurper, name

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