God of war against the sky

Chapter 280 Goodbye Xueluo 2
"Third brother, you came just in time." Feng Yue turned his head, with a strange smile on his distorted face.

Seeing him like this, Feng Yang frowned slightly, "What happened?"

Feng Yue told Feng Yang everything about Feng Xingchen and Jia Lan.

After Feng Yang finished listening, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, but Feng Yue didn't see it quickly.

"Second brother, you can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing." Feng Yang said earnestly.

In this way, it seems to be asking Feng Yue not to talk nonsense, but his next sentence is, "If the sixth brother is really a devil, and the eldest brother is incompetent, the second brother will be the throne."

As soon as Feng Yue heard this sentence, he became excited, took Feng Yang's hand and said, "Third brother, help the second brother find a way, I want Feng Xingchen to show his devilish ugliness in front of everyone appearance."

Feng Yang pretended to be silent for a while, and said, "There is a very famous Foyin Temple in Blood City. The monks there have profound Taoism. If the second brother says that there are demons here, they will soon endanger a country. I believe that Foyin Temple will send It's up to people to handle it."

After listening to Feng Yang's words, Feng Yue let go of Feng Yang's hand and said, "I'll do it right away."

After Feng Yue finished speaking, he left the room without looking back.

Seeing Feng Yue going out, Feng Yang sneered, "Idiot, even if Feng Xingchen is a demon, if he is exposed, it will be strange if you are not killed by the demon. If Feng Xingchen is not a demon, you are doubting so much." Royal father, it will be my fault if I don't get punished by then."

"In this way, the throne can only be talked about." Feng Yang walked out of the room in a good mood.

Early the next morning, Fengcheng summoned all the ministers, and he, who hadn't gone to court for a long time, once again sat in the position of the ninety-five lord.

"Long live my emperor." Those ministers saluted respectfully.

Feng Cheng was about to speak, but coughed, his face turned red from coughing.

Seeing this, Jialan standing next to her quickly took out a handkerchief and handed it to him.

"Can you hold it?" Jialan asked.

"It's okay, I can hold on." Feng Cheng smiled, wiped off the blood with a handkerchief calmly, and then held the handkerchief in his hand.

"Pingshen." Fengcheng said, "I called you here today because I want to announce something."

When the people kneeling below heard the words, they all stood up, "Your Majesty, do you dare to ask what's going on?"

The one who spoke was a white-haired old man who looked quite old, but he was very energetic.

"Grand Master, I am dissatisfied with you, what I want to talk about this time is about enthronement." Feng Cheng said.

Hearing what Fengcheng said, the people below all started guessing, but the grand master just frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The candidate chosen by the emperor is naturally the best, and the old man will definitely assist the new Emperor."

"Okay." Fengcheng's majestic eyes swept across the crowd below, and said, "put away your malicious thoughts, the person I selected this time will be the most outstanding, and you all know that he is Xingchen .”

"His Royal Highness Sixth Prince?"

As soon as Fengcheng's words fell, the people below started talking about it.

They had thought about who could be possible, but they hadn't thought about Feng Xingchen.

Because he was personally sent by the emperor to be a proton, so good-looking, why would the emperor choose to pass the throne to him?

Not only these ministers thought it was okay, but even the Grand Master was a little doubtful, and kept looking at Fengcheng with a pair of shrewd eyes.

(End of this chapter)