Chapter 709: Earth Palace Destruction (8)

Chapter 709 Earth Palace Destruction (8)
"Uncle Huang, all of us have seen that you have been oversold, you don't want to be crazy, even if you are crazy, you will not come back." Xiao Bei said that the light.
Xiao Gan heard a gloomy look, and his gaze was like a sword. He shot fiercely at Murong Xue. She overtook his embarrassment and ruined him for years.
"Murong Xue!" Xiao Gan screamed, and the tall body with a gesture of destruction of everything went straight to Murong Xue and rushed over in the blink of an eye.
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows, stood still and did not move, and a few fierce winds flew over, beaten Xiaogan, and flew him out six or seven meters away, hit the stone wall, and bounced back, heavy Dropped to the ground, '噗', spit out a blood, the whole body bones are scattered like a frame, the pain is unbearable...
Xiao Qian frowned and tried his best. He was preparing to get up. A long sword was straight across his neck. Xiaobei’s cold voice came from the top: "Uncle, you lost!"
The thin blade clung to his neck, and the silk was cold and infiltrated into the skin. Xiao Gan did not doubt that if he dared to act rashly, Xiao Bei would immediately have his life.
Xiao Gan looked pale and blue, and looked up to Xiaobei little by little. There was no panic in the blind, and there was no loss of sorrow. Instead, it was full of coldness and provocation: "I don't know how the six emperors are going to deal with this king?"
"The emperor uncle changed his will, indulging his children's life, and making him more private. He wanted to seek a dry position. The crime is unforgivable. According to the law of Nanxun, he decided to make a decision! The discretion of the nine people!" Xiaobei's light words For Xiao Gan’s death, no one can be spared by his nine people.
Xiao Qian stunned Xiao Bei: "This king is the uncle who is connected with your blood. You really want to marry the king, the Qilian nine, the half uncle and the uncle?"
"When the emperor refining, when I killed us, I thought about my uncle's feelings?" Xiao Bei looked coldly at Xiao Gan. He did evil first and wanted to kill them. Why did he want to be with him? polite?
"Xiao's Jiangshan, there is originally a copy of the king, the king took back a few years, what is wrong?" Xiao Qian screamed, although the Nanzhao country is strong, but there are many foreigners, in order to calm the border, the underground palace also A lot of force came out, otherwise, the emperor could sit firmly on the dragon chair.
"The royal family has a cloud, and they enter the shrine, and the underground palace no longer enjoys the right to inherit the throne. When the uncle chose to be the master of the underground palace, he is already doomed. You and your descendants will never have a chance with the throne..." Xiao Bei The eyes are faint: People who have lost their inheritance rights, how can they be emperors again? Even if they really have talents and make great contributions, they will only add officials to the ranks, and they will not be able to sit on the dragon chair.
Ha ha!
Xiao Qian’s low smile, yes, he entered the underground palace, can no longer be an emperor, but the dragon chair above the million people, he really wants to sit down and enjoy the worship of the hundred officials, the people admire taste.
But he failed, and he lost to the nephew he had been suppressing with a stroke. After years of carefully arranged plans, he was not willing to be reconciled!
The cold wind blew through, the thick smell lingered around the nose, and the two soldiers stepped forward, set up Xiao Gan, dragged him, and walked quickly.
Xiao Gan looked at Xiaobei, Xiao Xi, hysterical roar: "Xiao Bei, Xiao Xi, you won the king, don't be proud, this king takes a step, and takes advantage of you in the palace of the king, waiting for you. Come……"
Xiao Gan’s clothes were broken, the ink was messy, and he laughed like a madman and was dragged down by the soldiers.
Xiaobei looked at the young generals who stood not far away, and said one word: "The order is passed down, the Qing Palace is cleared, the Imperial City guards the army, the Yulin Army, the willingness to return, but each of them, the stubborn resistance,斩立决."
"Yes!" The young general took the lead.
Murong Xue looked at Xiaobei's cold eyebrows and praised him. He was a successor to the Nanzhao Emperor himself. He had the emperor's prestige at a young age, and he was also smart and capable, and he would never be soft.
The guards of the underground palace, the practitioners are all Xiao Qian, and there are very few people who will rely on Xiaobei. Therefore, he has made a decision on the guards of the underground palace.
The Imperial City Guards, the Royal Foresters, all support the emperor, who is the emperor, who they listen to, and the former emperor Xiao Dong is dead, the Imperial City guards the army, the Guards of the Army is the leader of the group, the most chaotic people, Xiao At this time in the north, to conquer them, you can do more with less!
The warm light suddenly shone on the body, and Murong Xue looked up and saw that the hard chamber top did not know when it was pulled out of a big hole with a diameter of one meter.
The dark clouds rolled over, the dark weather of the purple electricity tumbling, I don’t know when it was clear, the golden sun hangs in the sky, the pale golden sun fills every dark corner, the gentle breeze blows, the warm sun shines like The coming of a new era...
The master of the underground palace, Xiao Ganmou, failed to make a squad, and was sentenced to a decision. On the day of execution, thousands of people were empty, and the three sides of the prison were surrounded by three layers. In the sound of a piece of film, Xiao Gan was smashed his head and blood was sprayed.
All the guards who participated in the rebellion, the family members were also shackled, the fame rose, the earthly palace that everyone feared, and disappeared in the blink of an eye in Nanxun Beijing.
The Chaotang Hall was also cleaned up. All the forces that Xiao Ganan inserted in the middle of the DPRK were thrown out. The embarrassing shackles, the exiles of exile, the fierce and fierce wrists, the ministers of the earthquake were sincere and fearful, and did not dare to be distracted and actively prepared. The new emperor's enthronement ceremony.
The second emperor of Nanxun, the five emperors have passed away, and the three emperors are the priests of the shrine. The emperor naturally falls to the six emperors Xiaobei.
Xiaobei ascended the throne, the mammoth, cumbersome and complicated ceremony of the throne from the morning until noon, after the congratulations of the various countries, the palace opened, the courtiers, the messengers gathered in the banquet hall, mixed and pushed.
Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue and others simply drank a few glasses of wine, quietly left the palace, and took the carriage back to Qingyan.
Under the golden sunlight, the red sandalwood carriage is on the wide official road, and it is not slow.
Murong Yu rides a jujube fast horse, walks next to the carriage, and walks slowly. The three steps back, full of expectation, and the appearance of the words, see the guards face each other: Xiaohouye, what is this? ?
Murong Xue couldn’t help it. He looked at him with a curtain and said,
What are you looking at?

"We have to go, why didn't she send it? Well, it is also a friend who fought side by side." Murong snorted and screamed.
He did not say the name of the person, but Murong Xue guessed who he was talking about: "Xiaobei is enthroned, and the moon is a shrine of the shrine. He wants to bless him in the palace and can't take time to send you."
(End of this chapter)