The Peerless Young Emperor of the City

Chapter 386 The grand event begins, and the nine sons win the heir!

Sure enough, everyone cast their gazes behind Gu Zheng, and they found that a stern young figure followed him quietly, with steady steps and no rush.

Shadow Dance's eyes shone slightly, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing, the majestic young master of Tianmen, the peerless arrogance who shocked China now, now, like a follower, cautiously followed behind Gu Zheng.

If it gets out, I'm afraid no one will believe it, right?

"Brother Xiao Yun, what are you thinking this time? I'm afraid this time, the Gu Clan's Imperial Clan will once again set off a storm because of this guy."

You know, wherever Xiao Yun goes, there will be a storm. This time it coincides with the succession meeting of the Gu Clan's Imperial Clan. She doesn't believe that Xiao Yun will appear here by such a coincidence.

Although Xiao Yun's name has already shaken the world, in fact, not many people have seen his true face.

Just like now, how many people who come to this conference will notice the unremarkable young man behind Gu Zheng.

Only they will discover Xiao Yun's existence.

"Interesting." Ying Wu's beautiful eyes flickered, she really wanted to see how Xiao Yun could stir up the situation at the Gu Clan Imperial Clan's Succession Conference.

As for Chu Helang and Bai Fan, their pupils also froze fiercely, and then they smiled wryly.

This scene completely stupefied them.

The little follower that Xiao Yun brought over before turned out to be the eldest son of the ancient imperial family?

"There are rumors that the eldest son of the Gu clan's imperial family has fallen outside and his whereabouts are unknown. Now it seems that there may be some credibility."

Otherwise, with Gu Zheng's identity, why would he need to go to his ancestral land of Great Chu to improve his strength.

The ancestral land of both the imperial family and the Gu clan can also be tempered.

Chu Helang's eyes fell on Xiao Yun's body, "This time, brother Xiao came to the Gu Clan with the great emperor, and I'm afraid he also wanted to help the great emperor to seize the throne."

"And, judging from the current situation, it seems that many people don't know about Brother Xiao's existence. He has a purpose in hiding his true identity."

Chu Helang thought to himself.

And Ling Qianying's empty pupils also shifted to Xiao Yun's body, trembling slightly, thinking of the scene of that day, two blushes appeared on her pretty face, she lowered her head, her little hands clutched her skirt tightly put.

He is there! ?
"It turns out that brother Gu Zheng is the eldest son of the ancient imperial family. I thought he was one of the nine emperors." Jun Yi murmured softly, "Senior brother is also here. It seems that this time, the position of emperor has been replaced." That's it."

Others couldn't believe all of this, but Junyi, how could he not believe in Xiao Yun's strength?Are those people qualified to fight Xiao Yun? They don't know how they died.

Battle of wits and courage.

None of them would be Xiao Yun's opponents.

Of course, the people who focused on Xiao Yun were only a small group of them, and more people were still attracted by Gu Zheng.

Gu Zheng walked like a dragon and walked like a tiger until he came to the position of the eldest son, and sat down slowly.

"I invite the Second Emperor——!"

There was another long shout, and Gu Xiu, dressed in flowing white clothes, walked slowly towards the field.

That feminine and handsome appearance also made many people focus on him.

After Gu Xiu sat down, soon, the other seven emperors also entered the arena, showing their faces in front of everyone one by one, showing their true faces.

The nine sons of the ancient imperial family all entered the arena, and everything was ready.

Just waiting for the arrival of this great battle that will determine who will hold the supreme throne of the imperial clan in the future.

However, at this moment, the emperor Gu Changqing who was supposed to sit in charge of this conference has not shown up for a long time, which made many people frown.

"Report--!!!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout, and a figure pierced through the void in an instant, staying in the sky above the square, with eyes moving in all directions, and slowly spoke.

"Today, Lord Emperor is unwell and unable to witness this succession meeting in person. Therefore, I specially asked Lord Gu Xianhe, the general who once made great contributions to our clan, to witness this grand meeting instead of him."

As soon as this word comes out!
"Wow!!" The audience suddenly erupted. With such a grand event, the candidate for the next generation of emperor would be decided. As a result, Gu Changqing couldn't come in person to witness this scene?
what on earth is it.

Coupled with the sentence of feeling unwell, it is inevitable that one would think that the peerless emperor of the ancient imperial family, Gu Changqing, seems to be in a bad physical condition.

For a moment, the pupils of the people of many forces couldn't help flickering.

Could it be that that peerless emperor has really reached the point where all the fuel is exhausted?
If this is the case, it may not be an opportunity for them.

Before they could react, a majestic figure had already walked over, followed by a group of guards in silver armor, with a fierce and murderous look, rushing towards them.

The majestic middle-aged man was wearing a black robe with golden stripes lingering on it, majestic and majestic, with majestic tiger eyes, and there seemed to be traces of golden light flowing inside.

During the journey, there is a boiling killing spirit, quite like a general.

This person is none other than Gu Xianhe, the former number one general of the Gu Clan's Imperial Clan.

"Everyone, I, Gu Xianhe, will be in charge of the succession meeting of the ancient imperial clan today. Please forgive me for the inconvenience caused."

"In addition, if someone dares to cause trouble at our clan's grand meeting, don't blame me for being rude, and I will personally take action to kill the troublemaker."

Without saying a word, he sat directly on the main seat, and a chilling majesty enveloped the audience.

"Now, I announce that the throne passing conference will begin."

Following a thick and majestic voice from the ancient immortal river, the war drums vibrated again, shaking the heaven and the earth, echoing endlessly.

A middle-aged man stood up and said loudly.

"Now, the nine emperors will come out and draw lots to decide their opponents."

"In the first round, there is one bye, and the remaining eight will have a decisive battle with their opponents."

"The person who has a bye in one round will choose one of the four winners as his opponent. If he wins, he will take his place. If he loses, he will be eliminated."

Nine sons seized the throne.

Regardless of the second No.3, they are all losers, and only the final winner is the real winner, so the ranking is meaningless at all.

No matter what, on this battlefield, only one person can truly have the last laugh.

Hearing this, the nine emperors all stepped forward one after another, walked forward, and drew lots.

Although there are smiles on each other, the bottom of the eyelids is full of sharpness and fighting spirit.

From the moment they stood on the field, they were already enemies.

Gu Zheng was the first to draw lots. He poked his hand into the box, and when he took it out again, a dark golden lottery appeared in his hand. He took a closer look, and it was number four.

(End of this chapter)