Chapter 159: Change in change

The three princes were defeated, the defeat was complete, the defeated sorrow, the defeat was as good as the flesh and blood falling in the sky, the conspiracy calculated, the supreme crown, and the smoke disappeared overnight.
Xia Zi's mouth was stained with blood, and he smiled sadly, with tears in his smile, and white hair looming in the night wind, so dazzling.
The battle of imperial power, how many innocent people are involved in it, and how many soldiers are talking about it, is now considered, but prosperous.
Yin Wuzhen and Kong Yu departed, and the performance of King Wu exploded, which was the best ending.
The rebellion in the imperial city was quickly suppressed, and Xia Yanwu, who had been traveling for the throne all his life, failed to enter even the noon gate of the imperial palace. This is indeed ironic.
"what"
At this moment, a miserable cry rang out in the imperial city, and with the help of the three princes' wings, the northern martial arts strongman hiding in the imperial city began to move.
The princes of the tenth prince and Xiyu Gong began to be assassinated one after another, and even the leaders of the Qingque and Baihuying camps were caught off guard by a sudden sneak attack, killing three and killing two.
Ning Chen stood on the stupa of the imperial city, listening to a scream, shattering the bow and breaking the arrow.
The bright silver arrows crossed the sky and reached the Xiaoyi Houyuan. The appearance of the strong North Mongolian strongmen who had had time to evacuate in the future changed greatly. When he saw the arrow light, he passed through his chest.
The blood was sprayed, splashing Zhang Yugao, his eyes wide open, and he could not stare at death.
The silver arrows light one after another, and each time they take away an assassin's life, but from the beginning of the fourth arrow, Ning Chen's corner of the mouth has begun to bleed, drop by drop, dyeing the red chest shirt.
"Uh"
Above the sky, suddenly a very fast white rainbow crossed, and the sword was cut to the pagoda.
With a loud bang, the stupa collapsed, and the alert Ning Chen escaped the sword, but was still shocked by Yu Bo for more than 20 feet, and the blood was spilled on the ground.
"Twilight Snow"
Ning Chen looked at the beautiful shadow of the sky, and after a brief shock, quickly recovered as before.
Mu Chengxue didn't mean the second sword, and his figure flickered and disappeared.
Mingyue was taken away, and there was no time to say a farewell word. In this imperial city, as long as Prince Yan did not take action, no one could stop Mu Chengxue, who had a roll of cultivation.
Unfortunately, Prince Yan will not intervene in these things.
Ning Chen coughed twice, and finally glanced at the direction where the two disappeared, and immediately withdrew his mind, striding towards the direction of Ling Yange. Tonight, he must solve all the troubles together.
The night was swaying, and the blood-stained man stepped forward step by step, coughing up blood from time to time, obviously when the lamp was dry.
The volume of life is the world's most root-focused mentality, but it can't withstand the loss of repeated battles of life and death. Since the return of the Buddhist kingdom, Ning Chen's body has never been better. right now.
Manpower is ultimately poor, and he can only do this. As for the result, he can only look at the will of God.
He didn't believe in heaven all his life, but in the end, it was the sky above him that was to be collected.
"Master"
Yin Wuzhen and Kong Yu rushed to see Ning Chen, who was covered in blood. His expression was startled, and he stepped forward immediately.
"You don't have to follow, just do what I told you"
Ning Chen's footsteps did not stop, he coughed and said quietly.
"Yes"
A bit of hesitation flashed in their eyes, but they nodded.
Among the directors of the Tai Li, there are 13 people in red, 600 in Tsing Yi, and 8,000 in blue. Ning Chen has been the director for a month. It is neither long nor short.
Tai Lisi is still the Yu Li's Tai Lisi, but always brings the shadow of some wise men.
No one can fully control these tens of thousands of people, neither can Yu Gong.
The Imperial Palace Temple, the three princes, the ten princes came, and the court officials also came one after another.
Due to the turmoil in the imperial city and the assassination of the Northern Mongolian assassins, many heavy officials were killed, and the rebellious officials on the side of the three princes have been mostly arrested. For example, the people in the temple are sparse and loose, leaving less than 30% of the normal days.
Pei old walked to the dragon chair, and looked at this empty dragon chair, his old eyes were blank.
Regarding the behavior of the old Pei, the ministers did not say anything, but this is a genuine congenital strongman, no one can offend.
"Too public, it's time to read the San Gong's resolution." A gray-haired veteran came out and trembled slightly.
After the old minister spoke, the rest of the ministers looked at Taizhi Gong. Tonight's drastic change came so suddenly, so many people died, and so much blood was shed. Not only the imperial city people, but also the ministers in the dynasty felt Panic.
Today's Daxia needs a new emperor to stabilize people's hearts.
The candidate for the new prince is actually no suspense. The three princes have died, the eldest prince has withdrawn from the competition for a long time, and the rest of the princes are not in the climate. The only candidate for the throne is ten princes.
Jing Wugong was always silent. From the moment Xia Yanwu used his troops, he never said a word.
Xi Yugong is also very quiet, the feather fan shakes lightly, without saying a word.
Tai Zhigong is waiting. He wants to wait for the arrival of his destiny to witness this last moment. Unfortunately, he hasn't waited.
The biggest hero never appeared. Taizhi Gong had to give up waiting and read the San Gong resolution.
The courtiers knelt down and listened to the purpose. After hearing the 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 to their heirs, to the rebellion of the three princes tonight, this battle for the throne is finally a result.
A smile spread across the corner of the tenth prince's lips, and in the eyes of everyone, step by step toward the throne.
The Imperial City, the Lingyan Pavilion, and Ning Chen are also here. The blood stains and tired eyes are the last killing opportunity.
After seeing Ning Chen, Su Feiyan and Qiu Lan on the side looked startled, not knowing why.
"Mr. Zhiming, why are you here?" Su Feiyan felt that the atmosphere was not right and asked Shen Sheng.
"Killing" Ning Chen responded.
The words fell, Shuanghua first fell, Mo Jian crossed, and the sky was vast.
Flying snow in May, Qiu Lan pulled a sword to block, but was directly shocked, and the foundation was repaired so much that it was impossible to participate in the war.
This time, Ning Chen didn't have to hide his moves like the last time.
Su Feiyan saw that the situation was not right, and the three strings of the spring harp harp were in concert, and the purple brilliance lighted up instantly.
When the sword sounds collided, Su Fei took three steps back and fell a bit.
"Mr. Zhiming, what do you mean!" Su Feiyan said angrily.
Tonight, everything is going according to plan. The three princes start their troops and are then suppressed by the three princes, ten princes, and eldest princes. Now it is almost time to read the tenth prince ascended the throne.
"The He Xi dynasty has been wiped out for a thousand years, and there should be no more ups and downs," Ning Chen said calmly.
Su Feiyan's look changed greatly, how did he know!
"Tianyu Temple should have a result there too, Xi Yugong is finished!" Ning Chen glanced at the imperial palace in the distance and said.
It was said that Su Feiyan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley immediately, and when he moved, he would break through.
Ningchen Hengjian, a sword light passing by, blocked the pace of the former, saying, "Even if you are too late to catch up, it will be over tonight"
In the Temple of the Imperial Palace, the tenth prince stepped up to the supreme Daxia throne and immediately turned to sit down slowly.
All the priests worshipped, and the voice of long live resounded throughout the temple.
"Zhongqing is flat," Xia Mingri said, saying the first sentence since he became emperor.
"Xie ..." Xie didn't finish the words, but next to Wenlong chair, Pei old sighed softly.
"wrong"
I was wrong, so abrupt, no one responded. I saw that the hand that had shielded the wind and rain from the Xiahuang slammed on the chest of the tenth prince, startled the blood.
The sudden change shocked everyone, including the three males below.
At the next moment, everyone recalled. However, a more amazing scene occurred. The ten princes on the dragon chair, the skeleton around them, their faces changed quickly, and they turned to restore their appearance.
"Xi Yu!"
Too public, Jing Wugong's look changed dramatically, shocked.
On that day, the plan was initially decided, and the tenth prince and Ning Chen met to make the final game of today.
"The first sentence, what do you want to say?" Ning Chen asked.
"Xuan Zhiming Hou Jin sees" Xia Mingri chuckled lightly.
Ning Chen nodded and wrote down this sentence.
Under the world, only three people knew this sentence, Ning Chen, Xia Mingri, and Pei eunuch.
Xi Yugong is a very careful person. He does not leak water. Ning Chen and Xia Mingri can't grasp the exact handle. However, no matter how clever Xiyugong is, the ultimate goal cannot escape the word throne.
Ning Chen set the game tonight and pushed the tenth prince to the throne in order to elicit the last man behind the scenes.
He doesn't need to think too much, just staring at this dragon chair is enough.
Eunuch Pei is the key to this plan. At this last moment, only Eunuch Pei standing by the dragon chair will not cause anyone to doubt.
Grandpa Pei has stood in this position for twenty years. No matter when he comes back, no one will dare to have any objections.
The two princes have no congenital hands, so it is not once or twice to invite Pei to leave the tomb, but they both failed.
At this time, Ning Chen went to the Huang Mausoleum and returned with minor injuries, reminding many people in the Imperial City.
The strength of Ji Minghou is no less congenital.
Later, UU reading book www.uukanshu.com Father Gong was secretly invited out, but no one knew who this person was.
Of course, except Ning Chen.
Because, while in the stone room, he had told the old Pei that apart from the tenth prince or Xi Yugong, no one else's invitation should be ignored.
In the past game, the result is today. The people in the throne say the first sentence wrong, and all lose!
The innate palm of his hand, as strong as Xiu Yugong, could not contend. Innate innate qi catalyzed the decay, instantly destroying the latter's meridians, seeing the blood, dyeing the red chest robe.
Tai Chi Gong, beside Jing Wu Gong, Yin Moxiao, who had always shown his appearance with Xi Yu Gong, was the first to return to God. He stomped under his feet and quickly swept out of the Tianyu Temple.
The quick response, without any hesitation, did not even look at the figure on the dragon chair.
Whether it is ruthless or decisive, the moment you turn around, no one cares.
At this moment, Xi Yugong's dim eyes raised the last touch of hope, exhausting the remaining power, and shouted, "Take the princess away!"