"It's only now that I think of begging for mercy, you don't think it's too late." Xiao Qian looked at Xiao Dong coldly, with chills in his eyes.
"My little nephew was bewitched by a ghost, that's why he did something wrong. I beg the emperor to show mercy and let my little nephew live..." Xiao Dong pleaded bitterly, fearing that Xiao Qian would refuse, he hurriedly said: "Zhen... The little nephew handed over all the soldier talismans and palace guards to the emperor... the throne is also given to the emperor... just ask the emperor to spare the life of the little nephew..."
"Isn't it just the soldier talisman, the bodyguard, the throne, if I kill you, I can get it too." Xiao Qian interrupted him impatiently, not wanting to listen to his rambling anymore, he grabbed his neck and squeezed it hard, only listening to 'card ' With a sound, Xiao Dong's neck was twisted.
His head drooped instantly, his eyes were wide open, he was out of breath, and the corpse lay limply on Xiao Qian's hands.
Xiao Qian looked at him in disgust, as if throwing something dirty, he threw the corpse aside with his hands, and stood up bit by bit.
The palace guards were forced back a few steps by his mighty power, standing five or six meters away with their long swords in their hands, watching him warily, not daring to step forward...
Xiao Qian glanced at them casually: "Xiao Dong is dead, from now on, this king will be your master..."
"The emperor seems to have forgotten that the underground palace never participates in government affairs. The court's civil and military officials, millions of elite soldiers, palace guards, and the underground palace have no right to give orders..." Xiao Xi interrupted him bluntly, and stood up slowly. stand up.
Xiao Qian did not take it seriously: "Gauge distance is dead, people are alive, the emperor Xiao Dong is dead, and the dragons of Nanzhao Kingdom have no leader. As the uncle of the emperor, shouldn't this king stand up and solve Nanzhao's problems..."
"Nanzhao's ancestral precepts say that the shrine and Nanzhao imperial palace complement each other, and the emperor Xiao Dong passed away. The affairs of the Nanzhao court hall should be handed over to the shrine, and let the shrine solve Nanzhao's worries and problems..." Xiao Xi paused word by word, Sharp eyes: The guards of the palace and the guards of the underground palace have lost both. In the current underground palace, the most powerful ones are the guards of the palace. Xiao Qian recruited the guards of the palace because he wanted to instruct the guards to kill them all...
"The previous Nanzhao emperors were close to the shrine. When the court encountered difficulties, they would naturally be handed over to the shrine to solve them. However, the current emperor Xiao Dong is closer to the underground palace of the king. The guards of the palace are in command. Also closer to this king..." Xiao Qian looked at Xiao Xi with haughty eyes.
Xiao Xi raised his eyebrows slightly: "What the emperor means is that the palace guards, are you ready?"
"That's right." Xiao Qian nodded heavily: "The current commander of the palace guards is very familiar with this king. If he had to choose between this king and you, he would definitely choose this king as the main..."
"Really?" Xiao Xi looked up at the palace guards, only to see that they restrained their killing intent, lowered their heads, and rushed towards Xiao Qian quickly...
Xiao Xi's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, Xiao Dong and Xiao Qian got closer, the palace guards knew well about Xiao Qian's ferocity and cruelty, and witnessed him killing Xiao Dong with their own eyes, they were afraid of his strength and cruelty, and dared not Rebel against him, and therefore submit to him...
"It's getting late, nephew Xi, let's get on the road as soon as possible. If you go fast, maybe you can catch up with Xiao Dong and walk with him on Huangquan Road..." Xiao Qian looked at Xiao Xi's sinister and evil smile, carelessly and made a gesture.
The palace guards understood, and stabbed at Xiao Xi with their swords. Xiao Xi raised his eyebrows, flicked his fingers, and several pure white rays of light shot out, hitting the guards' necks fiercely, cutting their necks out. There was a deep wound, and bright red blood spurted out, and the guards fell to the ground with a plop.
As expected of the great priest of the shrine, he was seriously injured and could kill the guards with one move. However, there are many palace guards standing outside the secret room, I don't know how many more Xiao Xi can kill...
The corner of Xiao Qian's mouth curved into a cold smile, and he said sharply: "Come on, kill Xiao Xi!"
The secret room was quiet, no one came in!
The sound of ping-pong-pong fighting was heard suddenly, and Xiao Qian's sharp eyes narrowed suddenly: What's going on? Someone came to the underground palace again? They are killing the palace guards!
'Boom', the slightly closed door of the secret room opened, the sixth prince Xiao Bei and Yuan Xu walked in wearing military uniforms, covered in blood, the sharp long sword in their hands was about to be dyed red, and the dark red blood dripped down the blade The answer is dripping down...
Looking at Xiao Xi, Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue and the others who were seriously injured or slightly injured but not life-threatening, Xiao Bei and Yuan Xu secretly heaved a sigh of relief...
Xiao Qian frowned tightly: "So it's you!"
Xiao Bei looked at Xiao Qian, and greeted him in a neutral manner: "Uncle Emperor."
Xiao Qian ignored his politeness and said coldly: "You brought many people to the underground palace?"
"Not many, one hundred thousand elite soldiers." Xiao Bei's voice was light.
However, Xiao Qian's expression darkened: "Nephew Bei Xian is really good at taking under his command the 100,000 elite soldiers stationed outside the city without saying a word..."
Undisguised sarcasm came into his ears, and Xiao Bei didn't take it seriously: "The emperor's uncle praised it, but I should also thank the emperor's uncle. If the emperor's uncle hadn't supported Xiao Dong's enthronement as emperor, my nephew would not have had so much time to spend with Li. Talk to the general, and quietly subdue the one hundred thousand elite soldiers..."
Xiao Qian looked at Xiao Bei with chills in his eyes, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said: "You are smart."
The throne was taken away, his power was emptied, and he was thrown into the cold palace. He gradually entered a desperate situation. Anyone would be driven crazy by this situation, but he took it calmly, and quietly accumulated power, skillfully Turn over, really smart...
Hehe, as expected of the late emperor's favorite heir...
The fighting sound outside the secret room became weaker and weaker until it disappeared. A man in armor strode towards Xiao Bei and clasped his fists together: "Sixth prince, all the rebellious palace guards, The guards of the underground palace have all obeyed the law."
Xiao Bei hummed lightly, looked sideways at Xiao Qian: "Uncle Emperor, you lost."
Xiao Qian's face was livid, the palace guards lost to the lieutenant soldiers, they are really a bunch of useless idiots: "So?" Xiao Qian raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Bei.
"Uncle Huang, please follow us to the prison." Xiao Bei's voice was light.
Xiao Qian's complexion darkened instantly: "You are going to imprison this king."
"This is already the best home for the emperor." Xiao Bei looked at Xiao Qian with deep eyes.
Xiao Qian secretly practiced Nether Ten Kill Formation, sent people to arrest the holy maiden of the shrine, and strangled Nanzhao emperor Xiao Dong, each of which was a capital crime. Xiao Bei only put him in a big prison, which is already He was given a lighter punishment.
Seeing the two guards coming forward, ready to arrest Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian smiled strangely: "Nephew, it is not so easy to imprison this king."
The moment the words fell, Xiao Qian turned his body around, and in an instant he reached the middle of the Nether Ten Killing Formation, and swung his palm to the ground...
He is the prince of Nanzhao Kingdom, the master of the underground palace, how could he allow his nephew to slaughter him...
The Nether Ten Killing Formation was his painstaking effort for many years, even if he died, he still wanted to make it work again...