Below His Majesty the Demon King is the patriarch of a group of one hundred and eight tribes of Demons, and behind him are four of his guardians.
Guardian No. 1 sneered: "What if there are two outstanding figures in the human race? Does he know where our young master is from? Dare to be so arrogant?!"
Guardians No. 2, 3, and No. 4 all sneered!
However, the Great Demon King at this moment fell into a deep thought.
He walked around with his hands behind his back, walked around, and finally, he pointed to Prime Minister Niu and Guardian No. 1: "You go to negotiate!"
negotiation? do not fight
At the critical moment when all the ministers of the demon race were gearing up for the counter-attack, waiting for the mysterious Great Demon King from their family to fight back, no one thought that the Great Demon King would actually choose such a way of dealing with it.
Moreover, he even designated a negotiator.
One is the radical Guardian No. 1, and the other is the conservative Prime Minister Niu.
As a result, a team of demons to negotiate peace marched mightily towards the Biluo Continent.
And at this time, no one noticed what the Great Demon King of their family was doing...
Even Su Luo didn't expect it.
If she had known earlier, there would not have been so many accidents later...
At this moment, Su Luo, Nangong Liuyun and a group of people all went to the imperial capital.
Because Lan Xuan told Su Luo that An Yeming's health is very bad, and after this massive invasion of the demons, I'm afraid it will be even worse at this time...
Worrying that there is not much time left in the dark night, everyone got on the eight-winged Pegasus.
Before they arrived, the imperial capital was undergoing a change of dynasty.
At this moment, Dark Yeming was vomiting blood in a big mouth, and it was dark and dark, not to mention that there was not much time, even today, he may not be able to pass this hurdle.
Dark Yeming is pulling the second prince's hand and announcing his successor.
"Second, after I leave, this throne will be yours. You have to remember that this country was given by the Nangong family, so treat the Nangong family kindly."
"Yes, Father."
"Boss..." Dark Yeming took the first prince's hand, "I know you are unwilling, but this continent is not peaceful, you would be a very good emperor in a time of peace, but now it is a time of war, your brother is better than you It's more appropriate, you don't hate your brother."
The First Prince bit his lower lip.
Can he be content
He is the eldest son and grandson. He was trained as a prince since he was a child. He waited for his father's position for hundreds of years, but now his father suddenly wants to pass this position to his younger brother
"Father, please take back your fate!" The eldest prince knelt down on one knee and held his father's hand with one hand, his eyes like a sharp cold sword, shooting at Dark Night.
Dark Yeming's heart trembled slightly, and he realized a very bad feeling.
"An Yewen, what are you going to do?!" An Yeming coughed up blood while trying to break free from An Yewen's hand.
However, his hand was tightly grabbed by An Yewen.
Over the years, Dark Ye has devoted himself to the administration and caring for the people. All his energy is devoted to managing this splendid country. He has no time to cultivate and his body wears out a lot. Therefore, the few young people who were born in those years belong to his weakest body. .
Back then, he held the first prince's hand, and the first prince's hand was still so small, but now, this big palm is strong and powerful, and Dark Yeming felt powerless for a while.
"Father, please take your life back." An Yewen stared at An Yeming, word by word bursting out of his mouth.