Rong Zhang fell down on the soft couch with a little depressed look, looking at the Western Yue Emperor opposite with resentment, no longer had the silence and humility of the past. This was the relationship and attitude they should have. Two men who had the hatred of taking over their wives and killing their wives were enemies of their previous lives, even though they were father and son.

Rong Zhang's originally gentle face became ferocious and distorted, and his eyes were full of murderous intent when he stared at the Emperor of Xiyue. However, the Emperor of Xiyue just shook his head in disappointment, "After so many years, you still disappoint me. Since you hate me so much... Why don't you rush over and kill me? Are you afraid? I'm afraid that I'm lying to you, I'm not sick at all, right? You and Jin'er's personality really don't look like you."

If it were Rong Jin, not to mention who had snatched his sweetheart, I was afraid that he would immediately rushed over and fight desperately even if he touched him a little. So, among so many sons, he still liked Xiao Jiuer's temperament the most. Although people in the royal family looked a little impulsive and rebellious, they did not look like people in the royal family, but such temperament made people feel real and happy. Rong Jin's love and hate are the most real, but unfortunately, he rarely gave it to others whether it was love or hate.

Rong Zhang was speechless, and his self-esteem as a man made him want to avenge his grudges. However, the education of the prince since childhood taught him to judge the situation and endure it. If he had not rushed out twenty years ago and fought hard with the Western Yue Emperor, and even did not have the life and blood of the dead civil officials and censors, he would not have done so twenty years later.

The Emperor of Xiyue smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. This time I don't lie to you, I'm really going to die." He raised his hand, and the Emperor of Xiyue wiped away a trace of blood from his lips indifferently. He even took the water from Jiang Bin behind him and slapped. "Since you still don't want to kill me, just sit down and accompany me to see how to perform this scene tonight, right? For this day, I have thought about it for a little time? I have another question, if... I say, as long as you posthumously named Xi'er as my queen and bury me with me after I die, I will pass the throne to you, will you agree?"

Rong Zhang remained silent. The Emperor of Western Yue didn't seem to care about his answer. He just smiled and lowered his head to set up the chess game again.

"Your Majesty... Just now, news came that the Yulin Army, the garrison of the capital, and the Shence Camp outside the city were all moving." A shadow came in, looked at Rong Zhang and reported in a low voice.

The Emperor of Western Yue raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Their hands are not short. Zhang'er, which one of them belongs to you? Haven't you ever thought about what you should do if I wasn't dead today? This is a little anxious."

Listening to his laughter, the other three people in the hall did not find it funny at all. It is a big mistake to be anxious, but it is also a big mistake to be taken first if you are too slow. It is not a must for the sake of the lofty throne.

The Emperor of Western Yue waved his hand and said, "Go, don't pay attention to them. I also want to see what they want to do."

Outside the city, a pair of people were coming quickly towards the direction of the capital. The leader in front was General Jianwei Nangong Jue.

Suddenly, a group of people came from one direction and blocked Nangong Jue's way. The person in charge was Wei Wuji, the richest man in the world. Nangong Jue was stunned. It was obvious that seeing Wei Wuji here surprised him. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the men in black behind Wei Wuji and the soldiers serving him in soldiers, and said in a deep voice: "Shenceying? Why don't I know when Mr. Wei could actually mobilize the soldiers of the Shixi Camp. When was Shenceying's Camp again mixed with the people in the martial arts camp."

Nangong Jue is a veteran general of the Western Yue Dynasty. After hearing his words, several commanders of the Shence camp were embarrassed and embarrassed. Wei Wuji was not affected at all. He was still graceful and graceful while sitting on the horse's back and said with a smile: "I don't know either. It turns out that General Nangong actually has the right to directly mobilize the troops of Jianrui Camp. Unexpectedly, General Nangong had not led troops for more than ten years, but his power was still there."

Everyone is dispatching troops privately, and no one will be nobler than anyone else.

Nangong Jue's face darkened, his eyes shone brightly, "Young Master Wei, what does it mean to block my way here?"

Wei Wuji smiled and said, "I'm going to ask General Nangong. It's late at night and the city gate has fallen. General Nangong took so many people and seemed to want to go to the capital. I wonder what General Nangong wants to do?"

Nangong Jue's face was slightly dark, and his eyes shot towards Wei Wuji like a sharp arrow. Under his eyes, Wei Wuji was calm and calm. After a while, Nangong Jue said lightly: "I have misunderstood my eyes. I didn't expect that Mr. Wei is also a master of his generation."

No matter how extraordinary an ordinary person is, he will definitely not be able to withstand the pressure he deliberately released with his internal strength. The only explanation is that the world-renowned Young Master Wei in front of him is at least a master with a martial arts cultivation that is not much worse than his own.

Wei Wuji smiled gently and said, "The General is too rewarded. I have no intention of opposing the General, but... I am afraid it is a bit inappropriate to transfer troops privately. Please think twice, General Nangong."

Nangong Jue sneered: "San Si? Isn't the soldiers of Shen Ce Camp behind you? I want to lead troops into Beijing to protect the enemy, how dare you stop me?"

Wei Wuji smiled and said, "Protect the Lord? Someone in the capital cannot rebel? Otherwise, how can I say protect the Lord? General... Is it really worth it to make wedding clothes for others? I am afraid that in the end, the birds will hide their bows, and the rabbits will die and the dogs will cook them." Rong Xuan was destined to be out of the throne, and King Yu rejected the olive branch submitted by the Zhuang Palace. Then the sixth prince who has a good relationship with King Zhuang Palace. If the sixth prince really ascended the throne, the power of the Zhuang Palace and the Nangong family would probably be a puppet, but even if it is a puppet... As long as it is not deposed, one day I will probably grow up. The bet of the Nangong family is a bit dangerous.

Nangong Jue was silent. Wei Wuji smiled and said, "I will not make things difficult for the general. If you and I meet each other in the outskirts of the capital, I am afraid that no one will get out of the relationship afterwards. As long as the general can go over to the subordinates, I will take people away from here immediately and will never obstruct the general. How about it?"

"What an arrogant young man." Nangong Jue stared at Wei Wuji and said lightly.

Wei Wuji smiled faintly and said nothing.

Nangong Juechang laughed and said, "Well, if I can't even pass Mr. Wei's level, it's better if I don't go to the capital! I will pass our military orders and the entire army retreats."

Wei Wuji nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand to the soldiers behind him and said, "Retreat!" The two groups disappeared into the darkness in a short while. Wei Wuji flew off the horse and said to Nangong Jue with a smile: "General, please."

Nangong Jue snorted lightly and dismounted. The two of them looked at each other, but neither of them took action first, but the atmosphere around them gradually became solemn.
Chapter completed!