Chapter 1311: Murong's panic

The massacre in the downtown area of ​​Qingxuan City continued.
However, Zhang Ziling and Lin Wan'er slowly walked towards the palace under the gaze of the monks in Qingxuan City.
The news that Qingxuan Longwei and Murong Qingxun were slaughtered by the Water Clan at the market had already spread to the palace, but the Murong Clan did not respond to this.
At this moment, the atmosphere of the Murong family became extremely solemn, and the entire palace was lifeless.
And the foreign ministers of the ancient kingdom of Qingxuan, after hearing the news of what happened in the downtown area of ​​Qingxuan City, each lied to stay at home and refused to enter the palace.
No one wants to take a trip to Murong's muddy water.
"Your Majesty, the Son of the Holy Land that day has already arrived outside the palace." An ran into the hall in a panic and reported loudly to the old man sitting on the dragon chair.
The old man is the current emperor of the Murong family, Murong Qingchen.
On both sides of the main hall, there are only nine middle-aged men with deep breath, nine princes who have inheritance rights in the ancient kingdom of Qingxuan.
On weekdays, the nine princes are all in the intrigue of fighting for the throne, but now their faces are all solemn.
Judging from the news coming from outside...their Murong's family, but there was a big deal.
In the ancient Qingxuan country, their Murong family is the royal family, the head of a country, and the heaven of this country!
But looking at the outside world, the ancient Qingxuan country is too small and too small, they are not even considered a Xuan-level holy land, and they are simply not ranked in this world.
Now outside is a monster that killed the old man of Tianji. The princes who are often scheming and calm are like ants on a hot pot at this moment.
Murong Qingchen sat gloomily on the dragon chair, a terrifying aura pervading the hall.
From his face, he couldn't see any thoughts in his heart.
The Son of Heavenly Grade Holy Land is indeed a big trouble for Murong's family.
He really didn't expect that when he was about to abdicate, his younger brother Murong Qingxun would cause him such a big trouble!
Holy Land Saint Son can provoke casually?
Murong Qingchen thought that letting go and let the princes fight for the throne, and even closed one eye to Murong Qingxun's small actions, which would help promote intra-clan competition and make Murong's family stronger.
But Murong Qingchen didn't expect that his stupid brother had provoke a heavenly holy land saint!
This is undoubtedly a huge trouble for Murong's family.
"Ahem!"
Murong Qingchen coughed violently, then looked at the nine princes standing below and asked: "Now that the enemy is now, what do you... do you think?"
"Father, let's ask the ancestor to leave. Now my Murong family is in danger. I really can’t let the thief outside come!" In the quiet hall, the nine princes took the lead and said, "The ancestor is a real martial artist. Even if the thief is the Holy Son of the Holy Land, as long as we don't kill him, we just drive him out of the ancient Qingxuan kingdom, and then we will seek the blessing of the Zhao family, and we will surely be able to overcome the difficulties!"
"Huh! Don't forget, that thief can kill even the old man of Tianji! Although our ancestor Murong is strong, we can only match the old man of Tianji. It can be seen that there must be a terrifying strong behind the thief. Let the ancestors go out, only to make things worse." The fourth prince said, opposing the proposal of the nine princes.
After being refuted by the four princes, the nine princes were stagnant, and then asked the fourth princes: "Then what do you think of us now? The 30,000 guards have already been killed and injured, and the other party still has the water family assisting. If the ancestors do not After leaving the customs, our Murong family has no power to fight at all!"
"Our Murong family originally didn't have the strength to fight." The fourth prince snorted loudly, "What we should do now is to open the palace, capture all Murong Qingxun's family, and send it to the saint son to apologize. , In order to make the family and the country stable!"
"Naughty! I am a big country, how can I slay the emperor's family and family members to apologize to Huangkou Xiaoer? He wants to fight, and we fight! Even if he is the holy son of the heavenly holy land, he is just one. People, this is the Qingxuan City, we are the royal family, there are hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops, and the Zhao Family's holy rank killing formation, he dares to break into the imperial city... as if he can't get out!" the prince said, his tone was very suppressed Anger.
He didn't care about Murong Qingxun's death.
What he cares about is the face of Murong's family.
Now Murong Qingxun has been hacked to death in the street, and the entire royal family's face has been lost by Murong Qingxun. If the holy son is allowed to do whatever he wants in Qingxuan City, even if the Murong family has escaped this disaster today, in the future I'm afraid that the imperial family's majesty will sweep the ground, and the entire Qingxuan ancient kingdom will become extremely unstable.
In the eyes of the eldest prince, the other princes are all rubbish. Sooner or later, Qingxuan Ancient Kingdom will belong to him.
Therefore, what they have to do now is to suppress the Son outside the palace with a thunderous force.
The Son must be killed to save his face.
Hearing the words of the prince, Murong Qingchen's face became dark, and he looked at the prince and asked: "If we kill the holy son of the holy land with a killing array, what should we do if the heavenly holy land behind him comes to us for trouble? ?"
When the other princes heard what Murong Qingchen said, smiles appeared on their faces, gloating at the eldest prince.
Everyone regarded the prince as the most difficult enemy, and now Murong Qingchen seemed to be very dissatisfied with the prince's answer.
This is an opportunity for all of them.
They are only a yellow-level holy land, how can they kill the heavenly holy land holy child? To drive it out is already the limit.
In their opinion, the proposal of the Fourth Prince is undoubtedly the best.
"Our Murong family is the eyes of the Zhao family in Qingxuan Ancient Country, and Qingxuan Ancient Country is the only transportation hub between the Sky Profound Realm and the Azure Spirit Realm, which is extremely important."
"Therefore, it is impossible for the adults of the Zhao family to allow other heavenly holy places to attack us. As long as I kill the saint child, I prepare a generous gift to please the Zhao family, our Qingxuan ancient country... It is unlikely that Something will happen." The eldest prince talked freely in the hall, his tone full of confidence.
"What's more, the Saint Son didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth was thick, and actually killed the old man Tianji. Tianji Pavilion will definitely not give up. We only need to survive the previous period. The Heaven-level Holy Land behind the Saint Child will naturally be cleaned up by Tianji Pavilion!"
"It's easy to say, what should we use to please the Zhao family?" The four princes sneered, "Zhao Jiagui is a heavenly holy place. What do we want, what do we have that is worthy of the Zhao family? If we can't give a generous gift, Even if we are the eyes of the Zhao family, the Zhao family will never spend a large price to protect us, it will only support another family!"
"If the Zhao family doesn't come forward, with the strength of the heavenly holy land, we won't be able to support the Tianji Pavilion!"
The four princes exited, utterly condemning them, and the other princes also looked at the prince, wanting to know how the prince should respond.
"Who said we can't give a generous gift?" The eldest prince looked at the corner of his mouth with a curve of disdain.
As soon as the prince said this, the hall fell into deathly silence.