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Because Mu Xiaoqian was taken into marriage by the Desolate King, he returned with a powerful Baidi Dragon Knight, and went straight to the imperial city to settle accounts with Long Wuji.

This news, as if it had grown wings, spread to all parts of the imperial capital.

The Mu family held a carnival with the whole family, and they were already preparing a banquet when the Huang Wang came back from the palace.

Mu Yichen, the head of the shepherd's family, and Nangong Yujiao, the mother of the shepherd's family, learned that their son, whom they hadn't seen for seven years, came back today, because the haze of Mu Xiaoqian's marriage was swept away in an instant.

The Desolate King was not only exiled, but he did not allow anyone to visit him without the permission of the Holy One. Anyone who dared to visit him without permission would be sentenced to death for treason.

They haven't seen each other for seven years, but as parents, they miss each other day and night.

Especially when they heard that Mu Xiaoqian was going to be married, Father Mu and Mother Mu felt even worse, thinking that Long Wuji was trying to make things difficult for them.

Now that their son is coming back as a king, he must pull Long Wuji to be the next one, which really makes them feel very happy.

If the son is to be the emperor of Longhan, they are in favor of it.

"Congratulations to the desolate king entering the city!!!"

The commander of the imperial guards who was in charge of guarding the imperial city had already been waiting outside the city gate for a long time. At this moment, he saw the Hundred Emperor Dragon Riders coming in mighty form, leading all the imperial guards to shout.

The Desolate King led the Baidi Dragonrider at unabated speed, swept into the imperial city with a murderous aura, and rushed straight to the Longhan Hall.

"Longhan's heaven...will change!"

The commander of the imperial army, Kun Yan, looked at the dragon riders who gradually disappeared into the city road, and said to himself that the matter had nothing to do with him.

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"See Your Majesty the Desolate King!!!"

The imperial guards on the ninety-ninth floor of the Longhan Hall saw the arrival of the Desolate King, and they all knelt down and paid homage loudly.

The Hundred Emperor Dragon Knight descended and stopped outside the stairs.

Looking at the Longhan Hall standing tall on the stairs, the Desolate King jumped down to the ground and ordered: "You are just waiting here, this king will go meet Long Wuji for a while!"

After all, step up the stairs.

The imperial guards kneeling on both sides of the stairs bowed their heads, welcoming the Desolate King up.

The atmosphere in the Longhan Hall was oppressive, so quiet that you could almost hear the drop of a needle, and even the breathing of civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty could be clearly heard.

Long Wuji sat slumped on the dragon seat, waiting for the desolate king to come to question him.

The sound of the forbidden army paying homage to the Desolate King outside means that others are already on their way up.

Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Mu Di wanted to laugh very much at this moment.

The Desolate King was his own nephew, and as the third uncle, he had spoiled him a lot in the past.

Now, he came back as the king of the world.

First of all, Mu Xiaoqian will definitely be able to chase her back.

Secondly, one's own status can also rise with the tide.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the hall.

Hearing the sound, the hearts of all the courtiers tightened, it was undoubtedly the King of Desolation who was about to come in.

Long Wuji stared intently at the outside of the palace gate, only to see the figure of the Desolate King gradually come into view.

At this time, the Desolate King had lost his blood dragon battle armor, his body was slender and tall, his body was covered by a black dragon pattern battle suit, and his black hair reached his waist like a waterfall. Stepping in from outside the hall.

"What a strong sense of oppression!!"

The invisible sense of oppression made the courtiers in the palace sweat on their foreheads.

The King of Desolation held his left hand behind his back, and the moment he stepped into the Longhan Hall, he appeared directly on the nine-story staircase in the hall after a few shifts. In front of Long Wuji on the dragon seat, he looked down at the so-called dragon in front of him from a high position. Emperor Han.

"Long Wuji, I haven't seen you in seven years, do you miss me?!"

While speaking, the terrifying aura of the Desolate King came out through his body, he raised his hand quite forcefully, clasped Long Wuji's neck, and threw him down like a chicken.

Then the Desolate King turned around, sat straight on the dragon seat, supported the dragon's head with his left hand, rested his chin with his fingers, quietly stared at the person thrown below him, dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, his expression was cloudy, full of humiliation The color of Long Wuji.

Looking at Long Wuji who was thrown down by the Desolate King, he was full of civil and military eyes and mind.

"what do you want?!"

Long Wuji got up from the ground, gritted his teeth and looked at the Desolate King, and said in a deep voice.

"This king asks you, why did you marry my sister?!" Desolate King stared at the latter, full of murderous intent.

"Prince Dayuan asked Mu Xiaoqian by name, and Dayuan also sent a princess with extraordinary talent, what's wrong?!"

Long Wuji asked: "For the sake of the friendly development of the two countries, what is wrong with me doing this?!"

"At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it, but if you marry my sister, you are a little ignorant! Is my sister safe now?!" Desolate King raised his eyes and said coldly.

"Report to Huang Wang, Xiaoqian was picked up by the Dayuan Mission yesterday, there is still time to go after her!" Mu Di hurriedly came out to report.

"Asshole!"

Hearing the sound, the King of Desolation, who was still as calm as water, sat down and got up quickly, and teleported to Long Wuji with a bang, pinched his neck and lifted it up, and shouted: "If my sister loses a single hair, this king will definitely crush you and turn you into ashes." , Refuse the true soul to refine the sky lantern, and you will never be reborn forever!"

Long Wuji's body trembled from the evil spirit emanating from the Desolate King, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his teeth chattered incessantly while his eyes were filled with fear.

"Since you don't want to be emperor, let your son do it instead!"

"Let's abolish your cultivation. When my sister comes back, if there is any grievance, don't blame me for being cruel!"

After the desolate king said harshly, he raised his palm and slapped Long Wuji on the chest.

The power of this palm was caught off guard, causing Long Wuji to open his mouth to spurt blood, his breath suddenly became weak to the extreme, his whole body seemed to be several decades old.

"Ah! You...you...you really ruined me?!"

With his bloodshot eyes wide open, Long Wuji struggled frantically in the hands of the Desolate King, roaring like crazy.

"Oh... don't worry! If my sister is well, this king will let you and Concubine Yao be a mortal couple." The Desolate King smiled wickedly, threw it aside, and then returned to the Dragon Seat, saying: "Xiao! Go and bring my sister back. As for the Dayuan Mission... let's kill them all...!"

"Obey!"

Following the words of the Desolate King, a respectful and deep voice sounded out of thin air.

"Ah! I'm useless, I'm useless!!"

Long Wuji, who was limp on the ground like a dead dog, still couldn't accept the fact that he was deposed.

"Noisy!!"

Hearing Long Wuji's wild barking, the Desolate King slapped him unconscious with a slap across the air.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the courtiers below, and he said with a light smile: "This king is planning to establish a new emperor, do you have any suitable candidates to recommend?!"

"Ahem! Excuse me, let me bluntly say that you are most suitable to be the heir apparent of Long Han!"

Zhang Haotian, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, came out, coughed lightly, and said so.

The Desolate King said disdainfully: "This king is not interested in the position of emperor, let me tell you who can recommend it!"

"I don't dare to make a conclusion on such a big matter as the replacement of the crown prince. It's all up to Mian to make the decision!"

At this time, all the courtiers answered in exactly the same way.

Just kidding!

Since you, the Desolate King, don't want to be the crown prince.

Then these little people, how dare they recommend others.

In today's Longhan, whoever becomes the emperor is nothing more than a puppet.

Who doesn't know, you Desolate King will cover the sky with one hand from now on.

"Okay! Then I will choose the candidates."

The Desolate King lazily said: "Let's choose from the Long family! After all, this is the country that they conquered."