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Chapter 687(2/3)

As soon as these words came out, many people looked slightly strange.

The middle-aged man said calmly: "Ji Yao is a descendant of King Ming and the daughter of Ji Hong. She is arrogant and arrogant. The more forced she is, the harder it will be to achieve anything.

If Feng Miesheng is really serious about it, he should put more effort into it, and if I propose it, it will be easier for Ji Yao to become hostile."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, someone below the main hall said calmly: "Feng Miesheng was defeated by Fang Ping before. His martial arts will is unstable and Fang Ping is immortal. Feng Miesheng's inner demons are hard to get rid of. No one can tell what the future will be like.

Before Fang Ping died, it would be useless to mention it, and neither Lord Ming Wang nor Lord Tianming would agree."

"Yes, Fang Ping has become Feng Mie's inner demon. A few days ago, Feng Jiucheng was tricked and killed by Fang Ping, which only aggravated the inner demon. The timing was wrong."

"..."

Everyone spoke out one after another. The general who raised the matter before raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a deep voice: "As long as Fang Ping is killed this time, the demons in his heart will be eliminated, and His Highness Miessheng will take a step forward..."

The middle-aged and young people pressed their hands lightly and said with a smile: "We will wait until Fang Ping is dead. This matter is not urgent. The willingness of the Tianming Royal Court to cooperate this time is already an unexpected surprise. We should not add extraneous matters to avoid affecting the overall situation."

"My subordinates know."

"Everyone, please step back."

The middle-aged man gasped slightly, and everyone sighed in their hearts again, and soon left one after another.

After all these people left, only a middle-aged man and a young man were left in the hall.

The young man's eyes were sharp. He walked up to the throne from below and said with concern: "Father, you'd better rest more..."

The middle-aged and young people waved their hands gently and patted the chairs. Transparent wall curtains rose up in all directions of the hall.

Seeing this, the young man concentrated slightly, and the middle-aged man gasped slightly: "Remember, this time when we go to the Southern Seven Regions, you will supervise the battle... Listen carefully, after you go, at the critical moment, find a way to let Li Changsheng go, Wu Kuishan leaves, and comes back for reinforcements

Fang Ping..."

"Father!"

The young man looked shocked, the middle-aged man frowned and shouted: "Listen to me!"

"Fang Ping cannot die! Don't worry about the so-called Demon Emperor's resurrection. Fang Ping's existence is the basis for the cooperation between the two royal courts. The Tianming Royal Court is willing to dispatch five true kings this time, which was unimaginable in the past.

The Royal Court and the Land of Resurrection have been fighting for many years and suffered heavy losses. However, the Royal Court of Destiny is just waiting for work, which is not in the interests of the Royal Court.

Some people insist on killing Fang Ping for their own selfish interests, and even give up the powers of the outside world... This is the greatest harm to the royal court!

Also, King Feng wants to kill Fang Ping, and he also wants to pave the way for Feng Miiesheng to get rid of his inner demons, support Feng Miiesheng to become the master of the royal court, and let the second true king appear in the Feng family!

This time, we even didn’t hesitate to use the backhand we left behind in the Resurrection Land. It’s really abominable!

Whether Fang Ping dies or not, the outcome is the same for you and me.

If I die and you are alone, the Feng family will kill you in order to eliminate your opponent!

While I can still hold on for a while, the emergence of such a talented warrior in the Land of Resurrection is also an opportunity for you...

The stronger he is, the more he attracts everyone's attention, and the safer you are. If you stay dormant for a while, when the war breaks out, no one will pay attention to you anymore.

So to others, Fang Ping is going to die.

As far as we and you are concerned, Fang Ping cannot die. If he dies, then you and I, our father and son, will not live long..."

The middle-aged man gasped more heavily and exhaled: "Do you remember?"

"Father, I remember!"

"Well, go ahead... In addition, while Ji Yao is still in the royal court, go get in touch with him. Compared to that trash Feng Miesheng, you are much better than him. How can Feng Miesheng be so virtuous and capable? What qualifications do you have to compete with the King of Ming?"

Descendant marriage?

This king is not dead yet, and the Feng family can't wait any longer. It's really abominable!

In the battle that year...King Maple was the true king behind me. However, he just sat back and watched me being defeated by Pluto. He used the excuse of being blocked and unable to rescue...

From that time on, King Maple had the idea of ​​taking over the throne. He had previously intended to let Feng Jiucheng succeed him, but it was ridiculous that Feng Jiucheng had already gone out of his own way and had no chance.

Later, he tried to let Fengqing take over the royal court, but Fengqing died in the hands of Fang Ping, which was even more ridiculous!

Now Feng Miesheng, a loser, also wants to become the king, but he is incompetent and cannot kill Fang Ping. To mention Fang Ping's name is even more insane... What qualifications does he have to succeed as the king's king?"

The middle-aged man sneered: "This time, the plan to kill Fang Ping was led by King Feng and others. Once the plan fails, the Royal Court of Destiny will probably underestimate King Feng, and the other true kings who participated will also look down upon King Feng.

The king was disappointed.

After failing again and again, what qualifications does King Maple have to support his descendant to become the king?

In addition, this time I went to supervise the battle and showed a bit of incompetence. I originally didn’t want you to go there in person, but since I returned from injury, there is no one trustworthy in the royal court..."

The young man thought for a while and asked: "Father, even if the man who released Mowu returns, will Fang Ping survive? I heard..."

The middle-aged man pressed his hands and said softly: "I have my own arrangements, by the way... This time when I go to the Southern Seven Regions to supervise the battle, it would be best if I can call on Feng Miesheng to accompany me. It would be better not to go alone. Feng Miesheng's heart is better than

The sky is high, if you try to encourage him a few words, he will succeed more than fail, and it will be easier to create chaos!"

"My son, I understand."

"Go ahead."

"My son, please retire!"

"..."

After the young man left, the middle-aged man patted the throne again, and the transparent wall faded.

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry to leave, and waited for a while. After a while, a figure flashed up.

The figure was illusory, and the middle-aged man didn't care. He said softly: "This time, it will trigger a war between true kings! It is not a deterrent, but a war! Find a way to seriously injure several true kings of the Royal Court of Destiny or even die!"

The illusory figure did not speak, and the illusory face trembled a little.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "The Royal Court of Destiny has been idle and waiting for many years. It is not that easy to reap the benefits! How many true kings will die before they can fight against the land of resurrection!

It is best to induce them to fight with the true king of the land of resurrection. In the land of resurrection, the war king has the hottest temper. The war king's side should be handed over to the Royal Court of Destiny.

The War King also has the strength to kill the True King!

When he sees an opportunity, he won't let it go.

Also, it’s better to be able to severely damage the King of War, and even better to kill the King of War!

A mere Fang Ping is not the main target of the Royal Court. Even if Fang Ping is the reincarnation of the Demon Emperor, how long will it take for him to regain his previous strength?

When the war breaks out, can he become a true king?

Killing a resurrected true king is thousands of times more important than killing Fang Ping!

Spending so much energy just to kill Fang Ping... It's ridiculous. If he had had such determination back then, he would have conquered the Resurrection Land long ago.

This time, it’s time for everyone to know the threat posed by the Resurrection Land!

In the current war, if some people don't die...how can we make everyone understand that the land of resurrection is more terrifying than imagined."

The illusory figure whispered: "It's a bit difficult, try your best. How long can you hold on?"

"If the war doesn't start, I won't die!"

"The war...the war has begun. If we find the seed of resurrection, we may be able to save you."

"I hope so."

The illusory figure was silent for a moment, and then said again: "If it doesn't work, you can find a way to enter the place of resurrection, leave the origin of life, and see if you can live another life..."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I cannot leave. If I leave, all my previous efforts will be wasted!"

"Why!"

The illusory figure sighed, and then said after a long time: "How many true kings are there who support you now?"

"There are only a few...but it doesn't matter. If I don't die, my strength recovers, and I become a true king, everything will return to its original trajectory.

If I die, no matter how many people support me, it will be in vain."

The illusory figure stopped talking and disappeared from the place after a moment.



October 9th.

Mowu.

On the Crystal Tower.

Fang Ping looked at Fang Yuan below without saying a word, with deep eyes.

On the side, Chen Yunxi looked worried and whispered: "Fang Ping, let Yuanyuan rest."

Below, the circle was crumbling, the ground was full of water stains, and sweat had already wet the ground.

Fang Ping said nothing, and slowly fell from the air, landing in front of Fangyuan.

Fang Yuan's lips were chapped and his eyes were blurry. He seemed not to see Fang Ping.

Fang Ping pinched her cheek gently and sighed: "You've lost weight, silly girl!"

Fangyuan didn't speak, wondering if he heard her.

"You don't have perseverance to become a strong person. In the new martial arts era, there are many strong people with perseverance. Who doesn't have perseverance?
To be continued...
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