Chapter 173: Long live my emperor
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Myriad Realms Summoning System
- Bei Mingyu does not fly
- 1236 characters
- 2021-01-30 11:10:26
Xiao Chen's body slowly fell from a high altitude, and finally fell next to Xiao Tianci's body.
The Suzuo can almost completely dissipate on his body, and the eternal kaleidoscope writing wheel eye has returned to the appearance of normal eyes.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a martial artist and gaining 10,000 experience points."
"Ding, congratulations on upgrading the host realm to a seven-star martial artist!"
"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the side task: killing Xiao Tianci!"
"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting the task reward: two random summoning opportunities, one random lottery chance, and one designated task summoning opportunity!"
Listening to the pleasant voice of the system in his mind, Xiao Chen's mood did not fluctuate at all.
Excessive use of the writing wheel has caused him great pain, and he didn't care at all.
He just looked up at the sky of Los Angeles quietly.
Starting today, this piece of sky will completely belong to him.
The countless court officials all stood up, looking at Xiao Chen, who was all eye-catching, with complex expressions.
Regardless of whether they accept it or not, in this situation, Xiao Chen's succession to the emperor's throne is a fact that cannot be changed.
Even if the Xiao family worshipped the ancestors, in this case, a member of his own clan would be introduced to take over as the emperor.
And Xiao Chen was undoubtedly the most suitable person.
"Hey, two dudes, it seems that the sky in Los Angeles is about to change from today. Let's make preparations early!" Feng Xing sighed.
Xiao Chen's personality is obviously different from that of Xiao Tianci and even the emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Judging from his current performance, this would obviously be a decisive emperor.
"Is it really unexpected, he actually sat on the seat of the Emperor of the Great Zhou in such a simple and rude way?" Shangguan Qingmeng said with an inexplicable smile.
Gu Deng smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect it! He turned out to be Da Zhou's abandoned prince. This gorgeous change is really unexpected."
However, Gu Mei'er didn't listen to this. Instead, she looked at Xiao Chen with an idiot look: "Grandpa, this guy is so handsome! Is this still Ye Chen? Much more handsome than the previous skin."
Gooden was suddenly covered with black lines. How could this granddaughter be so embarrassed!
Xiao Chen fixed his gaze on the dragon chair Xiao Tianci had sat on before.
brush! brush! brush! brush!
Li Yuanba, Li Cunxiao, Luo Cheng, and Yaro came to Xiao Chen in an instant.
He walked towards the highest throne step by step, and the four of them were like the most loyal guards, waiting by his side, no one dared to feel bad about him.
Hum!
The Xiao Shan trio, who had been staying beside the emperor's throne, stepped back subconsciously.
Just now Xiao Yi was easily restrained by Wang Yue with one hand, which deeply shocked them.
Finally, Xiao Chen walked to the throne.
"Is this seat really so exciting?" Xiao Chen muttered while looking at the seat.
Although this seat is not difficult to come, but at this moment, his heart is a little excited.
Under the attention of everyone, Xiao Chen sat on the seat that countless people dream of.
"Long live my emperor, long live!"
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
...
The moment Xiao Chen sat on the seat, Yan Qing opened his mouth and shouted loudly.
After he opened his head, countless soldiers behind him shouted loudly and thunderously.
This is a world that admires the strong, and it is even more crazy to kill Xiao Chen at the age of sixteen, to convince them.
Xiao Chen sat in his seat, enjoying the cheers of thousands of soldiers, but his eyes were coldly sweeping over the complex-looking senior officials.
At a glance, the noble complexions of these imperial courts all became unnatural.
They didn't want to admit Xiao Chen's emperor status, but they could only submit temporarily.
These dignitaries knelt to the ground.
"What to do?" Feng Xing asked the two old buddies with blinking eyes.
"In name, we are also the people of Da Zhou. Since he wants to be the emperor, we can only surrender temporarily, but he wants to be the emperor so easily. It's not that simple. The future will be long!" Guo Yuan said with a grim expression.
"Well, then give in temporarily," Shen Bailian also nodded.
The three of them, including the family disciples behind them, all knelt on the ground, acknowledging Xiao Chen as the emperor.
"The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, all kneel down," Shen Tianyou said to the disciple behind him.
"Sect Master, is this a bit..." Zhuo Yifan was embarrassed.
The four sects and the royal family have never interfered with each other. How could they kneel to the emperor?
Shen Tianyou gave him a fierce look, making Zhuo Yifan's heart tremble, and finally knelt down with a sigh.
The disciples of the Nine Dragon Hall lost Long Qitian, the lord of the Three Halls, and the group of dragons had no head. Seeing that the Spirit Sword Sect had all knelt down, they could only kneel down with the crowd.
"How many worshipers, how about you? Do you recognize me as the emperor now?" Xiao Chen sat on the dragon chair and looked at the four people jokingly.
"Since you won Xiao Tianci, the emperor's position is naturally yours, we admit it!" Xiao Yi nodded and admitted.
"Since you admit it, then kneel down!" Xiao Chen said lightly.
"What did you say?" Xiao Yi felt that there was something wrong with his ears.
The worship of the Xiao Family has always been a lofty position, and even the position of the emperor was determined by them, and Xiao Chen even let them kneel down, they couldn't accept it.
Xiao Chen did not answer his words, but Li Cunxiao, the breath of Samsung Wujun, directly pressed towards the four.
Snapped!
The four of them had no room to resist, and they knelt to the ground.
The four of them looked up at Xiao Chen in horror, and saw Xiao Chen coldly said: "From today onwards, the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty has not enshrined them, and everything is up to me!"
At this time, the common people and ordinary warriors all knelt on the ground and shouted long live, Xiao Chen's strong performance also conquered them.
Of course, there were some people who kept calm, and no one from the Alchemist's Guild, the Assassin's Guild, Lingyun Trading Company, and the Mad Lion Sect did not kneel down.
Xiao Chen did not persecute them either.
Deng Qingwen and the genius of the Xianglong Kingdom sat on pins and needles beside Xiao Chen.
They didn't expect that they would encounter such a major change of dynasty when they came to the Great Week.
"Long live my emperor!"
"Long live my emperor!"
...
The voices of tens of thousands of people surpassed each other, and Xiao Chen finally understood why there were so many people unscrupulous for this position.
This position is indeed fascinating.
Xiao Chen stood up from the throne, pressed his hand lightly, and the sound of shaking the sky stopped suddenly, and all his eyes were on him.
Xiao Chen's voice reached everyone's ears with the true energy of the whole body.
"From today, the name of the Emperor of the Great Zhou: Xiao Chen!"
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
...
The cries that had just stopped sounded again.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the main task: regain the throne, and you will come to the Great Week!"
"Obtain mission rewards: one chance for system upgrade, two chances for random summoning, two chances for random draw, one chance for martial arts inheritance, 100,000 experience points!"