The third prince was defeated, completely defeated, and the tragedy of defeat was as bad as the flesh and blood that fell all over the sky. He conspired and plotted, and the Supreme Emperor disappeared overnight.

Xia Ziyi's mouth was stained with blood, and she was extremely sad and laughed with tears in her smile. In the night wind, her white hair appeared and was so dazzling.

The battle between imperial power has been involved in many innocent people, and many soldiers have been bleeding for it. Now thinking about it, it is just a sacrificial bubble.

Yin Wugui and Kong Yu left and played King Wu to self-destruct, which was the best ending.

The rebellion in the imperial city was quickly suppressed. Xia Yanwu, who had been working for the throne all his life, finally failed to enter the Chuwu Gate of the Imperial Palace. This is really ironic.

"ah"

At this moment, miserable screams sounded in the imperial city. Beimeng, with the help of the third prince's wings, the martial arts powerhouse hidden in the imperial city began to move.

The tenth prince and the powerful men on the side of Xiyu Gong began to be assassinated one after another. Even the Qingque and Baihu Camp's several commanders were caught off guard by the sudden sneak attack, killing three and two injured.

Ning Chen stood on the pagoda in the imperial city, listening to the screams, the Breaking Sorrow bow came out, and an arrow broke through the air.

The bright silver arrows crossed the sky and went straight to the Xiaoyi Marquis Courtyard. The powerful man in Beimeng who had not yet had time to evacuate changed drastically. He just saw the arrow light, but he had already passed by his chest.

Blood sprayed, splashing more than a foot high, and my eyes were wide open, and I could not keep my eyes closed until I died.

Silver arrow lights followed one by one, and each time they appeared, it would take away the life of an assassin. However, from the fourth arrow, the corner of Ning Chen's mouth began to hemorrhage, drop by drop, dyeing the plain clothes on his chest red.

"Swish"

Above the sky, a very fast white rainbow suddenly passed by, and a shocking sword slashed towards the pagoda.

There was a loud bang, and the pagoda collapsed. Ning Chen, who was already wary, dodged the sword, but was still shook more than twenty feet away by the aftermath, and blood spilled on the earth.

"Down in Snow"

Ning Chen looked at the beautiful figure in the sky, and after a brief shock, he quickly recovered as before.

Mu Chengxue had no intention of emitting the second sword, and her figure flashed and disappeared.

Mingyue was taken away, and there was no time to say goodbye. In this imperial city, as long as Prince Yan didn't take action, no one could stop Mu Chengxue, who had cultivated the scroll of action.

Unfortunately, Prince Yan would not interfere in these matters.

Ning Chen coughed twice, and finally glanced at the direction where the two of them disappeared, then retracted his mind and walked towards Lingyan Pavilion. Tonight, he must solve all the troubles together.

The night was shining, and the people stained with blood in the moon moved forward step by step, coughing up blood from time to time. It was obvious that it was about to get out of oil and dry up the lamp.

The scroll of life is the most important mental method in the world, but it cannot withstand the loss of a series of life and death wars. Since the return of the Buddha's Kingdom, Ning Chen's health has never been better. He has been withstood by the power of unparalleled foundations and elixirs until now.

Manpower is ultimately poor, and all he can do is this. As for the result, it depends on God's will.

He never believed in heaven all his life, but in the end, he was still the sky above his head.

"Secretary Master"

Yin Wugui and Kong Yu rushed over, looked at Ning Chen covered in blood, and looked shocked and immediately stepped forward.

"You don't have to follow me, do what I told you to do."

Ning Chen's steps did not stop, and he calmly explained while coughing.

"yes"

A hint of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the two of them, but they nodded in response.

In the Taili Department, there were thirteen people in red, six hundred people in blue, and eight thousand people in blue. Ning Chen was the head of the department for one month, not long or short.

Taili Si is still the Taili Si of Xiyu, but it always brings some shadows of Zhiming Hou.

Nearly 10,000 people can't fully control them, and neither can Xiyu Gong do it.

In the Tianyu Hall of the Imperial Palace, the Three Dukes and the Tenth Princes came, and the ministers in the court rushed over one after another.

Due to the turmoil in the imperial city and the assassination of the Northern Mongolian Assassin, many important officials were killed, and most of the rebellious ministers on one side of the third prince have been arrested. For example, the people in the Yu Hall are sparse today, and less than 30% of them are left.

Old Eunuch Pei walked to the dragon chaise and looked at the empty dragon chaise, his old eyes were dull.

The ministers didn't say anything about the behavior of the old eunuch Pei. This is a real innate strong man and no one can afford to offend him.

"It's too good to know the official, it's time to read out the three official resolutions." An old white-haired official walked out and said tremblingly.

After the old minister spoke, the other ministers looked at Taishi Gong. The sudden change tonight came so suddenly, so many people died and so much blood shed. Not only the people in the imperial city, but also the ministers in the court felt panic.

Today's Daxia needs a new emperor to stabilize people's hearts.

There is actually no suspense about the candidate for the new emperor. The third prince died and the eldest prince has withdrawn for a long time. The other princes are not in a good mood. The only candidate for the throne is the tenth prince.

Duke Jingwu was silent all the time, and he never said a word since the moment Xia Yanwu moved his troops.

Xi Yu Gong was also very quiet, and the feather fan shook gently, without saying a word.

Taishigong was waiting. He wanted to wait for the arrival of Zhiming Hou to witness this last moment, but unfortunately he had never waited.

The greatest hero never appeared. He had to give up waiting and read out the three public resolutions.

All the ministers knelt down and listened to the order. After hearing the three words Xia Mingri at the end of the resolution, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally over!

From the beginning of the four kings fighting for the throne to the rebellion of the third prince tonight, the battle for the throne finally came to an end.

A smile flashed across the corner of the tenth prince's mouth, and as everyone looked at him, he walked towards the throne step by step.

The imperial city, Lingyan Pavilion, and Ning Chen have also arrived, covered in blood and tired eyes full of murderous intent.

After Su Feiyan and Qiu Lan on the side saw Ning Chen, they were stunned and confused.

"Zhiming Hou, why are you here?" Su Feiyan felt something was wrong in the atmosphere and asked in a deep voice.

"Murder" Ning Chen replied.

As the words fell, the plain clothes disappeared, the ink sword passed by, and the world was vast.

May Flying Snow, Qiu Lan drew her sword to stop her, but was directly shocked. Her basic cultivation was too different and she could not participate in the battle at all.

This time, Ning Chen didn't have to hide his moves like last time, and he used his murderous intent as he did, and his power was completely different.

Seeing that something was wrong, Su Feiyan moved the three strings of the spring thunder qin in his hand, and the purple light suddenly lit up.

When the sword sounds collided, Su Feiyan took three steps back and fell slightly.

"Marquis Zhiming, what do you mean?" Su Feiyan said with anger on his face.

Tonight, everything goes according to the plan. The third prince raised an army and was suppressed by the three dukes, ten princes and eldest princes. Now it should be almost time to read out that the tenth prince ascended the throne, why did the Marquis of Zhiming appear here?

"The Hexi Dynasty has been destroyed for thousands of years, and there should not be any more troubles," Ning Chen said calmly.

Su Feiyan's expression changed drastically, how did he know!

"There should be a result on the Tianyu Palace. Mr. Xiyu is over!" Ning Chen glanced at the palace in the distance and spoke.

Upon hearing this, Su Feiyan's heart immediately sank to the bottom of the valley, and when he moved his feet, he was about to break through.

Ning Chen crossed his sword, a sword light flashed past, blocking the former's pace, and said, "Even if you rush over now, it's too late. Everything will end tonight."

In the Tianyu Hall of the Imperial Palace, the tenth prince walked up to the highest throne of the Great Xia step by step, and then turned around and sat down slowly.

The ministers worshiped each other, and the sound of long live echoed throughout the Tianyu Hall.

"The Lords are calm," Xia Mingri spoke and said the first sentence since he became emperor.

"Thank you..." Before the word Xie was finished, but next to the dragon throne, Old Eunuch Pei sighed softly.

"Wrong"

The sound was wrong, so abrupt that no one could react. The hand that had once sheltered Emperor Xia from the wind and rain was stamped on the tenth prince's chest, causing blood to turn blood.

The sudden change shocked everyone, including the three men below.

The next moment, everyone came back to their senses, but a more amazing scene happened. The tenth prince on the dragon throne, whose bones and face changed rapidly, and he returned to his original appearance in a blink of an eye.

"Xiyu!"

Tai knew the Duke, and Jingwu's expression changed drastically and was shocked.

On that day, the plan was initially decided, and the tenth prince and Ning Chen met and decided on the last game of today.

"The first sentence, what do you want to say?" Ning Chen asked.

"Xuan Zhizhi's order to meet Hou Jin," Xia Mingri chuckled.

Ning Chen nodded and wrote down this sentence.

All over the world, only three people knew this sentence, Ning Chen, Xia Mingri, and the old eunuch Pei.

Mr. Xiyu is a very careful person and acts without any leakage. Neither Ning Chen nor Xia Mingri can catch the exact handle. However, no matter how scheming Mr. Xiyu is, his ultimate goal cannot escape the word "throne".

Ning Chen set up the game tonight and pushed the tenth prince to the throne in order to lead the final mastermind.

He doesn't need to think too much, just keeping a close eye on this dragon throne is enough.

Old Eunuch Pei is the key to this plan. At this last moment, only Old Eunuch Pei stands next to the dragon throne will not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Eunuch Pei has been standing in this position for twenty years. No matter when he comes back, no one will, and he dare not have any objections.

Neither prince has innate hands, so it has been more than once or twice to invite the old eunuch Pei out of the tomb, but unfortunately they both failed.

At this moment, Ning Chen went to the imperial tomb and returned due to minor injuries, giving reminders to many people in the imperial city.
To be continued...