If the second prince hated Zhan Cangqiong's treason just now, he would want to tear him to pieces!

He directly shouted and shouted, "Bold! You are full of evil, bloodthirsty and ruthless, and it is the Demon Sect in the Jianghu, and everyone can kill him! He actually clings to the royal relatives here, and his crime is unforgivable! Come, shoot this thief at me!"

At the order of the second prince, the injured and defeated generals had to get up and pounce on Zhan Cangqiong again.

Zhan Cangkong suddenly took action and slapped the besieged people away, hitting the Panlong pillar, and his spine broke and died.

The second prince was shocked and said, "When will your martial arts be restored?"

Zhan Cangqiong smiled and said, "When you want to recover, you will naturally recover."

There were nine dragon pillars, and there was a woman in white sitting on the head of the dragon. Her white clothes were fluttering, and her feet were swinging in the air, which was quite childlike. This person was Tang Jiaren who had been dressed up. She tied up half of her clouds into a bun, and although she had no decoration, she was simple and naughty.

Next to Tang Jiaren was Tang Buxiu, wearing a black robe. At this moment, he shaved the beard on his face and combed it properly. He was like a peerless sword, calm, restrained, generous, and did not show his sharpness, but he should not be underestimated.

Tang Jiaren looked up at Tang Buxiu and hooked her index finger.

Tang Buxiu lowered his head, bent down, and approached Tang Jiaren's face, and smiled affectionately. The special style of a master in his generation instantly turned into soft fingers.

Tang Jiaren whispered to Tang Buxiu, "I think the look of a bunch of white hair cursing people is too uninnovative, and it's all the words over and over again. This time, there was a rare change, but the words used on you were turned to Zhan Cangqiong."

Tang Buxiu nodded and said, "His head is suitable for being a prisoner."

Tang Jiaren nodded and said, "Xuxiu, can you ever hit that gray thing? He has been staring at us for a long time."

Tang Buxiu followed Tang Jiaren's eyes, but saw a person standing on a dragon head not far away.

The man looked ordinary and wore a long gray jacket, and was inconspicuous everywhere. However, this man was the second prince's enshrined, responsible for protecting his life.

Tang Buxi replied, "If you can beat him or not, you must fight. But...                                                      

Tang Jiaren raised her chin at the man in gray and asked with her lips, "Really?"

The man in gray had no expression on his face and ignored Tang Jiaren's problems. In fact, he had already felt a stir in his heart. He followed the second prince and protected his life without worries. He thought he was almost sure to win, but today's situation seemed to be dead. When he entered the hall, two people were already hiding in the hall. He knew that Yunbi was Tang Jiaren, but he didn't expect that this woman seemed to have no foundation in martial arts, but she could hide her breath at this point. Furthermore, Tang Buxi was unfathomable. If he started, he would not have much chance of winning. It has been a long time since he was like a shadow, without any sense of existence. But today, he felt both excited to find an opponent and a vague worry, and felt that he would sacrifice his life for it.

Tang Jiaren glanced at the man in gray with pity, and whispered to Tang Buxiu, "Don't be as familiar with him as he may be mute or deaf."

The man in gray twitched his eyelids, and it was hard to detect them.

Tang Jiaren continued, "We finally made two decent clothes today, and they were dirty, which was a pity. Look, he didn't know how long it took for his gray clothes to wash them."

Tang Buxiu glanced at the man in gray seriously and nodded.

The other eyelid of the man in gray shook quickly, obviously he was not so calm.

On the ground, Zhan Cangqiong has begun to force the current emperor to write a self-criticism.

If this self-crime edict was written, wouldn’t it be acknowledging that the emperor had sought power and usurped the throne, which was unjust?

The emperor did not speak, but Duanmu Yan said, "Don't go too far!"

Zhan Cangqiong burst out laughing and said, "Overall? When it comes to excessive, who can compare to the current saint? Poison your brother and seize the throne! For the sake of the Qiankun of your hand, he poisoned me and my mother! If Concubine De was a bright knife, then... he was the hand holding the knife!"

The sound of Zhan Cangqiong was loud and shocked so many people that they dared not breathe, for fear of attracting others' attention. What is this? This is the secret of the royal family! It was definitely a pleasure to know this news at that time, but I regret it afterwards, but I must pay the price of beheading the head and silence it.

Duanmu Yan didn't know the authenticity of this matter, and it was hard to say whether Zhan Cangkong was scattering. He could only say, "This matter is of great importance, it's not just what you say."

Zhan Cangqiong smiled proudly and said, "Today I really have to do whatever I say." He raised his hand and pointed to the throne. A crazy look in his eyes, "I will sit at that location! Those who block my palace will die!" After saying that, he actually shook his sleeves and walked up the steps.

The second prince had been crazy about that position long ago. He saw that he was within his reach, but was defeated by Zhan Cangqiong who suddenly ran out. Who could be calm?

The second prince clenched his sword and rushed forward directly.

The second prince usually keeps his low profile and rarely plays a sword. Only when he takes action, others realize that his martial arts are not weak. However, how could he be the opponent of Zhan Cangqiong?

After five rounds, the second prince was kicked down the steps and looked extremely embarrassed.

Zhan Cangkong stood on a high place, lowered his eyes to the emperor, and said, "The things you stole will be returned after all." He opened his arms and smiled arrogantly, "I killed them all. No one left!"

If you act like this, you will be violent, cruel and decisive, and you will be as tough as a king of one country.

The ground was about to burst into blood, and the emperor suddenly said, "Let's go."

Zhan Cangqiong raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "What? Do you want to write a self-criticism? If you admit your guilt, I promise not to kill Duanmu Yan." He looked at the second prince, "You should just pretend that you have not had a son."

He was so frivolous that he hated the second prince gritted his teeth, but he was unable to change.

The emperor said, "What I have done with the late emperor is different from what you think. Only I and him owed whom, only I and him know it well, and there is no need to say much to you. Fighting in the sky, if you say that you are the son of the late emperor, come up with evidence."

Zhan Cangqiong narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky, saying, "It's been morning." He curled his lips and smiled, "It's very good. Since the emperor wants to know, you can come in and tell him."

As Zhan Cangkong finished speaking, the old ministers who supported him ascended the throne, a group of twelve people, all came to the hall and said in unison, "Welcome the prince back to the palace."
Chapter completed!