fake prince

Chapter 1312
Qi Wangfu

In the normal situation of the palace, the size is 150 mu, but Qi Wangfu covers an area of ​​[-] mu. There are many palaces, pavilions, pavilions and pavilions, lush flowers and plants, and it has its own majesty of the palace.

The deepest courtyard is full of flowers and trees, the shadows of the sun are scattered through the branches, the light spots are scattered, and the occasional singing of birds adds to the deep silence.

The rain has stopped for a while, and the outside of the house has not been lit yet. The candlelight is lit inside the house, and the windows are obviously closed, but there is still a fine wind coming in through the gaps in the windows, fluttering the candlelight slightly.

A tall but unexpectedly thin man was leaning his hands on the edge of the table, carefully looking at a picture on the table.

By candlelight, this is a map that covers the entire world. Although it is not detailed enough to mark all the streams, but when this man stares at a certain place, for a moment, he seems to see a young dragon flying above the clouds In the middle, they continued to fly towards the north.

The young dragon looks much healthier than before, and is more proficient in controlling the clouds and mists. From time to time, a little dragon body is exposed in the clouds and mists, but most of the people below cannot see it. The speed is so fast that the man who is looking at the picture is slightly surprised. .

"Is she determined to go north to inherit the position of Dragon Lord?"

The man withdrew his gaze, and his face became even paler. Obviously, with his current physical condition, it was still a bit reluctant to do so.

He coughed twice, pressed the handkerchief to his lips, and took it away after a while, there were already dots of red plums on the handkerchief.

"Wei Shizu may be at ease, and he can control it. The Wei emperors of all dynasties did not have such confidence. After 300 years of planning for rainy days, they are already in Beijing, and they have laid down a big battle for the road to the dragon!"

Following Xie Zhenqing, who blatantly intervened in the dragon fight, even with the cover-up of Prince Qi's mansion, his health continued to deteriorate.

Before the words were finished, the wind whistled for a long time, Xie Zhenqing shuddered, looked out the window, and saw that most of the sky was covered by thick clouds again, and the wind and thunder were approaching.

"Mr. Xie still hasn't slept yet?" Outside the house, someone patrolled nearby, and saw that there was still a faint light in the small courtyard, which seemed to come from the house, and the patroller couldn't help muttering.

Without the Great Luck of the Monster Race, how could the King of Qi succeed? Even if he succeeded, without the injection of the Great Luck of the Monster Race, how could he share the victory, make up for his congenital defects, and achieve Dao Fruit?
Just from the power of the dragon, how much is there?
"Are you all forcing me?"

If she doesn't fight, she will stay in Panlong Lake as a young dragon, and her life will not be sad. Besides, as long as she doesn't fight, she won't be treated too harshly after she becomes an afterthought.

"Time is running out?" Xie Zhenqing was a little dazed, but also a little powerless and resentful.

"Is this also part of the backlash?"

However, the few of them just sighed a little bit, seeing that there was no surprise, they moved forward.

It was completely disregarding the body, as if burning the last effort.

After all, it was a baby dragon.

"Therefore, there may be room for halfway, but when we arrive at the capital, the route must not be wrong at all!"

"As soon as I want to help King Qi, she will go north!"

"My fate is up to me, and I can only think like this."

Several other people who patrolled together felt the same way.

Are people who are not of my race bound to have a different mind?

Xie Zhenqing couldn't help sneering when he thought of the jealousy of the Wei emperors of the past dynasties.

If you don't intervene in the battle for the dragon, you will never be able to achieve consummation. If you intervene, you will be in a predicament now, not only a backlash, but also a near-death crisis.

"The monster clan can stand upright in this world only if it is self-reliant and not dependent on the ruler or personnel!"

But now, her actions have seriously affected Xie Zhenqing's plan.

Xie Zhenqing sank into his mind and continued to look at the picture. This time, he did not look at the specific situation of the young dragon, but "watched from a distance". Staring like this, he can see the direction of the young dragon more intuitively. Xie Zhenqing is actually a bit out of the ordinary when looking at the young dragon's route along the line. unexpected.

"He seems to be recovering from a serious illness, but he still works so hard. He is really loyal!"

This is undoubtedly a draw from the bottom of the pot for myself.

Talking to himself like this, Xie Zhenqing hesitated again and again, and finally sighed: "That's all! If it's not dragon energy, you have to mobilize the power of ten thousand monsters. In Beijing, you have to set up a 36-day gang formation to activate it, and it can be activated with one blow." Under the circumstances, the whole city was shaken, and a major event would definitely be ruined, so we should give her a chance and just send her back."

In the small courtyard, a gust of wind swirled, bringing raindrops onto the window, making a clattering sound. Inside the house, not affected by the people just now, or the wind and rain, Xie Zhenqing frowned slightly, and his eyes sank again.

"Wei Shizu standardizes the route of walking the dragon, passing through the capital, not only allowing pilgrimage, but also a kind of bondage, so that the Dragon King must have the obligation to meet!"

"It's the Ji family. They first brought in our family, and now our family is just asking for it back, but do they have to suffer such a violent backlash?"

"This big formation may not necessarily kill you, but Xiaolong is definitely unlucky!"

The candle was shining, Xie Zhenqing looked at the map, his face was completely gloomy, his pupils shimmered, he glanced faintly, the muscles on his face twitched from time to time, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The sage king's system is also worshiped. If the law is applied to the people, he will be worshiped. If he dies and works hard, he will be worshiped. If he works hard to fix the country, he will be worshiped. If he can resist great disasters, he will be worshiped. If he can defend against great disasters, he will be worshiped."

"Even if it's not for the monster clan, but for yourself, why bother?"

More importantly, there is only one real dragon, or Dragon Lord.

"Furthermore, I am familiar with the alchemy methods of the past dynasties, pushing the old to create new ones, and gradually reaching an unprecedented level. I think I am far ahead of the ancient sages, but I am still not perfect-God, how harsh you are to me!"

That's right, this Mr. Xie has been busy since he came here, as if he never had a moment to spare.

"So, there is a way to target it!"

Xie Zhenqing's expression was a bit complicated. He had never really killed the young dragon. At least, he had reservations about doing it a few times. He never thought of putting her to death, but she always confronted him, always Compete with yourself!
"I have never wanted to do anything to you, so stay in Panlong Lake obediently, okay?"

Ordinary people will be very tired if they do this, let alone Mr. Xie doing this?

"She did this because she must want to become a real dragon. This book is expected, but the time is much earlier than I thought!"

After a long time, the man sighed softly, and the dark color that was originally somewhat complicated had faded.

"Forget it, didn't I know a long time ago that I can't rely on the sky, it's all on my own."

"Long Jun, I want to prove that you are wrong!"

Why do you have to be a real dragon?
A young dragon is still so small, why must he fight with himself so eagerly?

"Long Jun, you spread the rain with the clouds, and your grace spreads far and wide, but the more diligent you are, the more jealous the emperor will be, and even use the sacrifice of crossing the border as an excuse to abolish your sacrifice!"

If she were to take it, she would be the rightful heir, and she would be restored to the throne immediately. Even if she couldn't take all of the demon luck, at least half of it would be shared.

"God's will can't be bullied, dragon's spirit can't be insulted!"

Only then did I have such an idea, before I finished speaking, I suddenly heard the sound of thunder from the sky, which lasted for a long time, and then I heard the people patrolling in the distance shouting: "It's going to rain, close the windows quickly!"

Rumble!
The thunder rolls over, and the rumble continues.

It's just strange to say that when the thunder that rolls over reaches the sky above Prince Qi's Mansion, it seems to be cut by more than half.

This shouldn't be a bad thing, but Xie Zhenqing's face turned cold in an instant. When he opened the window, he saw that most of the sky was covered by dark clouds, and the early morning light was covered all at once.

(End of this chapter)