Chapter 1115 The Demon Monk!

Tang Huan believes that even if the whole world betrays Her Majesty the Queen, this Paladin will swear to defend Her Majesty the Queen's pride to the death.

This story between the princess and the knight may not be as romantic as in fairy tales. It is even full of cruel reality and impossible.

But Tang Huan believed very firmly that the knight still loved the princess, and it remained unchanged over the years.

Now, the old monk standing in front of the coffin spoke rudely, vaguely hinting that Her Majesty the Queen was not guaranteed to have the throne.

This made Moss feel extremely angry.

Prince Hall's confrontation was a struggle within the royal family.

Why are you an old monk making a fuss? And you said it in front of so many royal members?

Mos stared at the old monk with a fierce look.

His right hand pressed the hilt of the sword.

Just when Her Majesty the Queen gave her order, he would lead the crowd to kill him under the Knight's sword.

But facing the current situation, Her Majesty the Queen shook her head lightly and said, "Get back."

Moss was unwilling to give up, but he did not dare to disobey the orders of Her Majesty the Queen.

He groaned, and before leaving, he still glared at the old monk fiercely.

After Mos left, the atmosphere in this spacious lobby did not get any soothing. The old monk's words had already expressed his feelings.

If Prince Kod was still alive, he would assist Prince Kod in defeating Her Majesty the Queen. Now, Prince Kod has passed away. What he wants to do is to recite scriptures and salvation for Prince Kod.

Then--

What Her Majesty the Queen cares about is the old monk's.

Similarly, this is what Prince Hall cares about.

No one believed that the old monk went to the island in person, just recited scriptures and saved him.

Her Majesty the Queen walked forward and got closer to the old monk.

"Master of Unkindness." Her Majesty the Queen's red lips slightly opened, and her beautiful blue eyes emitted a terrifying light. "The emperor's uncle was late. As his close friend, you should let him rest in peace."

"Will he keep his eyes closed?" The old monk turned slightly, staring at Her Majesty the Queen meaningfully. "Did you let him keep eyes closed?"

Her Majesty the Queen said loudly: "I believe that the Emperor's uncle walked very peacefully."

"But his soul told me that he was unwilling to give up and was still very angry!" The old monk suddenly raised his voice. "You forced him to death! Was it?"

Zhao Xianhe's sonorous questioning made the memorial service silent.

No one would answer the old monk's question so sharply.

Everyone has an answer to this question, but it will never be said from anyone.

Some things can only be done, but they must not be said.

Just like Her Majesty the Queen has made a lot of preparations for this battle of imperial power, and even launched an assassination of Prince Hall.

But she never mentioned all this. Even if Tang Huan knew everything, she would never be able to pry Her Majesty's mouth open.

Facing the old monk's questioning, Her Majesty the Queen fell into deep thought.

She seemed to be thinking about something.

It also seems that it is just using silence to deal with the old monk's sharp questions.

"Your Majesty, don't you dare to face it?" the old monk said till he clenched. "Did you make a promise?"

"Master of badness." Her Majesty the Queen raised her eyes slightly, and the sharpness in her beautiful blue eyes was revealed. "Please be careful in your words and actions."

"Just!" The old monk suddenly became extremely unrestrained. "I say whatever I want to say. Do whatever I want. I am neither your Majesty, nor your Majesty can use it. Who can control my words and deeds?"

The old monk's tit-for-tat confrontation made Tang Huan, who was standing aside, worry about Her Majesty the Queen.

On this isolated island, Her Majesty's supreme power is not so easy to play.

This is why Prince Hall chose this place to have a final confrontation with Her Majesty the Queen.

Because in London, Prince Hall had no chance of winning at all.

Relying on the battle between life and death and the final game in exchange for a better tomorrow is the last horn sounded by Prince Hall and his best time.

Her Majesty the unmoved Queen was not shocked by the old monk.

She blinked her beautiful eyes and opened her red lips slightly and said, "Master Bunshan, do you want to recite scriptures and salvation for the Emperor's uncle, or don't?"

"What's your business?" the old monk asked toughly.

"If you don't want to." Her Majesty the Queen's eyes showed their sharpness. "You can go out as you please come in."

There was a sharpness between the words.

Her Majesty the Queen shows up.

She didn't want to fight the old monk to the death. There was no need for that.

The old monk has a high status in China and has a very high prestige in the world.

But what is he worth in front of Her Queen? He is just a martial artist!

Still an old friend of the enemy!

Her Majesty the Queen exhausted her patience and issued an order to expel her in public!

"Your Majesty, what are you afraid of?" the old monk asked extremely sharply. "I am afraid that I am an old monk? Or are you afraid that your despicable behavior will be exposed?"

He pressed every step, leaving no way out for Her Majesty the Queen.

The so-called kindness and kindness of monks cannot be understood from the old monk.

In fact, the old monk had long discussed the theory of salvation with Tang Huan.

Sacrifice can be a dead person.

It can also be a living person.

Happy Buddha has also made similar remarks. It can be said that he is not a family, and he does not speak one person.

"Brother, what do you think?" Her Majesty the Queen changed her mind and transferred the raging fire to Prince Hall.

When the latter heard this, he secretly called Elizabeth III a sinister and cunning person.

He groaned: "Just ignore the old monk's remarks."

The old monk seemed to have changed from being respectful to Goubuli.

Her Majesty the Queen doesn't want to pay attention to him.

Prince Hall also chose to ignore it.

On the contrary, the old monk has not shown his master's demeanor since he appeared. It is no wonder that the two royal powerhouses have the same attitude and have chosen to contempt and despise them.

"Old friend."

The old monk flipped his wrist and pressed the lid of the coffin: "You have not solved the grudges and grudges for fifty years by yourself. I'll help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk shouted coldly: "Come on!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Twelve white lights roared in.

It is wrapped in the thunder, and it looks like a stunning geese, extremely sharp.

Who is coming?

The Twelve Paladins of Holy Island!

A Paladin loyal to the late old uncle!

But who are the twelve Paladins?

Zhao Xianhe!

That's why Miss Er understands the strength of the Paladins so much. She told Tang Huan not to underestimate these Paladins.

Their master is nothing but the bad master Zhao Xianhe!

"Who killed your master!?"

The old monk asked loudly.

The twelve Paladins were wearing white armor and were magnificent.

Each white armor contains a powerful aura.

They may not be as talented as Happy Buddha. But under Zhao Xianhe's personal hands, their strength is terrifying.

These twelve Paladins are also the fundamental reason for ensuring that Prince Kod can perform his power on this isolated island and accumulate strong deterrence.

"Elizabeth! III!"

Twelve sounds sounded.

Neat and uniform, like thunder.

"Boys, take revenge!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the murderous aura was solemn at the memorial service.

Tang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Zhao Xianhe, and secretly exclaimed in his heart: What a demon monk!

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Fourth update.

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