Vol 3 Chapter 1741: Kaidilong, Kailing Stone

"Father, my father, why don't you wait for your daughter and give me the last hug?"
"My daughter thought about you for twenty years, and after reading you for twenty years, how can you abandon your daughter, what should I do with this big country?"
The little dance is crying silently in the heart, and the thoughts of the father are like swords and poisons rotten in the heart, and the pain can hardly breathe.
"Everyone my daughter came back, no life and I waited for her for 20 years. Just Wang Shu said that he would let Xie's blood inherit the throne. Such a small dance is the only child I have with no life, and I should be king."
Wang Hao put away his tears and looked at everyone underneath.
"Congratulations to the princess!"
Gong Qing and others saw that the little dance and the first king's eyebrows were vaguely similar, and it was not the kind of charming person who could be compared with Enron.
"Slow, Wang Hao is not right. I said that Xie's blood is inherited from the throne, but who can prove that this crazy woman who suddenly came in is a princess?"
"Wang Wang, you? I said, you have lost credibility. Xie Yuanqiao, you? You are even less qualified, God knows if it is your trick."
"The king is not convinced anyway."
Xie Zifeng sang.
"I will wait for the three to be dissatisfied."
The other three kings are also the echo road.
"Xie Zifeng, what do you mean, the first king is not cold, you dare to smear his bones in the hall, who is ignorant of your ambition, I tell you, the throne can only belong to the little dance."
"I am her uncle, she is not the direct lineage of my old Xie family, it is clearer than you."
Xie Yuanqiao angered his face.
"Cousin, I said, your words lack credibility, this woman wants to sit on the throne, we are not satisfied."
Xie Zifeng disdainful cold road.
"Hou Ye, this is the sword of the first king. Now I am facing a great disaster in the dynasty. I also ask Hou Ye to hold this sword and help the evil, and help me to live without a dynasty."
Wang Hao untied the sword of the king of Xie Wusheng's waist, stepped down the steps, and flattened his hands to Qin.
"The little dance is my niece, blessing her, I am obliged."
Qin Hao took the sword and nodded lightly.
"Wang Hao, no matter what you do, you can't convince the world."
"I also want to convince me to wait for the tens of thousands of troops outside!"
Xie Zifeng did not dare to swear directly to Qin, and could only vent his dissatisfaction with Wang Hao.
"Do you not accept the importance?"
"It is better to hit the sun on the day of the election. I think that today, the ceremony will be held for the little dance, just outside the landing platform, all ready-made."
"Xie Zifeng, there are three kings. I can give you two choices. One is to return to the new king, to surrender all military power and territorial jurisdiction. An Anxin is a civilian, and may enjoy his old age. Second, a dead end. ""
"Several people, how do you want to choose?"
Qin Lan walked to Xie Zifeng's side, rubbing his hands with his sword and sneer.
"Oh, have you seen it? This is to seize the power of us."
"Qin Hou, don't you want her to step into the throne?"
"Okay, you are crazy, you cow, you have a kind of let me try it today, I think she can sit still in this world?"
Xie Zifeng red eyes and Qin Hao confrontation, biting his teeth and cutting the teeth.
"Okay, try it!"
"Wang Ye, wait for the little dance to be enthroned."
Qin Lan walked out first.
The ministers outside the gate and the army are neatly in the station of Wusheng Square. The swords of the soldiers are shining in the cold, and they are ready to rush for this big turmoil.
Murder in the field!
At this time, the situation is that you can't go, everyone's heart is like a pound of boulder, and even the repression of breathing has become difficult.
"You, just went to our immortal king."
Gong Qing announced the news of the grief of the whole country with a very heavy voice.
"Great King!"
The ministers shed tears and shouted.
Hey!
All the soldiers kneel at the same time, paying tribute to their first king with their hands and chest.
"According to the call of the king, his daughter-in-law, the little dance princess took over the throne, and now holds the throne ceremony for the new king."
Gong Qing once again read it out briefly.
After the purpose of reading, the scene was awkward.
Whoever ascends to the throne is related to the vital interests of each of the courtiers, and of course the future of infernal hell.
"Adult, who is this little dancing princess?"
"We just sent away a demon girl, is it necessary to make a demon girl?"
Xie Zifeng gave a look to some of the ministers, and immediately the ministers got up and retorted.
"Yao Hui Yao Daren, you have been the first king of the great grace, can you so filthy adults blood, what is the conscience?" Gong Qing asked with angrily.
"It’s a matter of social affairs in the world. I have to ask, Gong Daren, you closed the door to make such a pass, what is your intention, and what is your conscience?"
Yao Hui retorted.
"Yes, Gong Daren, who doesn't know that the real princess has disappeared for nearly two decades, first Wang just left, just ran away from the demon girl, you will come to a princess again, this is really teaching me to be unbelievable."
Other ministers of the non-Xiezifeng faction also expressed serious dissatisfaction.
In a time field, the voice of opposition is endless. Many people even resist the death of ~EbookFREE.me~Qin Hou, you are against the hearts of the people, not to say that even if you come to Qin Guangwang, he can not change the overall situation.

"This woman is definitely not on the throne."
"Of course, I know that Hou Ye Shentong is infinite, you can kill us four, but our children and grandchildren, no life, hell, all the justices of the world, will not yield, they will fight against the enemy, until the light re-enters In justice."
Xie Zifeng looked at Qin Hao and raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"You are wrong. The biggest weapon that the little dancing princess has is not me. It is precisely this world."
"I won't kill you like this jumping clown. The good show is just beginning. I want to watch you die."
Qin Hao looked at him lazily and looked at him with a sneer.
"Wang, you can start."
Qin Lan looked at Xie Yuanqiao.
Xie Yuanqiao nodded, took over Wang Jian, held up to the sky, slammed, the sword went out, the golden light, the gods.
"You, you don't trust the little dancing princess, Xie can understand everyone. So, we will use the most fair, original, and most reliable way to verify the blood of the first king, open the dragon, and start the spiritual stone."
"Little Princess, did you see the dragon platform? There are thousands of seals and blessings in Longtai. There is a stone dragon bound underneath. It was the first king of my lifeless dynasty buried underground. Only each direct successor The true new king is eligible to start."
"Please take out the stone dragon and teach these people to see how distinguished your bloodline is!"
Xie Yuanqiao is facing a small dance, very solemnly said.
The little dance nodded slightly. At this moment, she was wearing a golden robes. The exquisite and unparalleled face of the country, the temperament of the cold, perfectly demonstrated the nobleness of Xie's blood.
The audience was dead, and even Xie Zifeng and others closed their mouths honestly.