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Chapter 230 The real Xu family heirs!

"Long live my emperor!"

In the palace of Zhuhou in Tianyuan City, in the main hall, civil and military generals gathered.

The twelve-year-old nomad was wearing the costume of a prayer emperor, wearing a crown, and a childish face full of majesty.

Everyone knelt down and bowed, and he walked calmly towards the highest point of the main hall of the Princes' Mansion, temporarily creating the throne for him.

The throne was slightly higher, so he had to climb up first, and after sitting down, his feet could not touch the ground, which looked a bit funny.

"Everyone is calm!" The nomadic sound spread throughout the hall.

"Thank you, my emperor!"

Everyone stood up one after another.

This scene spread throughout the wishes through the media.

Cao Dingtian, who was lying on the hospital bed, was so angry that he squirted out another mouthful of blood. His eyes turned black, but he was forced to hold on alone.

"Go and cut off all signals in the territory."

The two major strategists under Cao Dingtian shook their heads and said at the same time: "Lord, doing this will cause chaos."

"Can you live with the chaos now?" Cao Dingtian roared.

The two were silent.

"There have been rumors in Yanjing City, and many people in other cities have secretly spread rumors. Now it's too late to manage it."

"Tell me what to do?" Cao Dingtian asked.

The two looked at each other and said, "Don't make a sound first."

Cao Dingtian was furious: "Cao thief?"

One of them was about 1.5 meters tall and was not very handsome. He was wearing a white shirt and rubbed rouge, and seemed to think he was very handsome.

He said calmly: "It may not be so. On the contrary, it is still a good thing for the small king to leave."

Cao Dingtian breathed rapidly: "What's the good thing?"

The other man was handsome, and was about 1.8 meters tall, with a white face and no beard. He looked very charming, and said, "Lord, what Ganziyun said is right. Lord, you have always been the reputation of holding the emperor to command the princes. Although the king is in hand and has many conveniences in his actions, there are also many shackles. Now that the king has left, you should let go of your hands and feet."

"Meng Jing understands me."

The short and ugly strategist laughed and said, "The king fled to Liu Da. The lord can be said to be Liu Da secretly sent someone to rob the lord. Liu Da sold his benevolence and righteous character, so let him be benevolence and righteous again. Moreover, Liu Da is also a hero. How could he be willing to bow down to Chen Chen? He is just like a lord and acts with the emperor. Not long after, and there are no people around him, he will soon be unable to withstand the impulse, seize the jade seal and proclaim himself the emperor. By then, it will be the time for him to perish."

"Today's prayer, only the Duke of Qin is the lord who should be the one you should find the most to deal with. Liu Da is not worth mentioning, and it is just a breeze to deal with him."

The two great strategists said everything they said, and they made a lot of sense.

Cao Dingtian was no longer angry as he listened, but instead smiled and said, "It is my blessing to have Ziyun Mengjing. When the world returns to Cao, you two should be important officials and be blessed with descendants!"

"Thank you lord!" The two of them hurriedly bowed their hands and fists.

On the screen, the live broadcast of Tianyuan City continues.

The nomad said seriously: "Mr. Liu started from the slightest moment, but he had great righteousness and took it as his mission to support the country. My emperor was grateful to him and immediately appointed Mr. Liu as King Tianyuan, praying for me to the first king, to overcome the vastness of the outside world, to quell the rebellion within, to protect me and pray for eternal prosperity and peace in the country!"

Liu Da walked out, bowed his hands, and bowed and bowed: "Thank you, my emperor! Long live my emperor!"

At this moment, the prayer moved.

The princes gritted their teeth and their eyes were red.

Become a king!

I pray that there has never been a measure of being a king!

This is a precedent!

"Liu Dalangzi is ambitious! I pray that he cannot be granted the title of king!" Cao Dingtian roared angrily, and when he was excited, blood was flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

The two great counselors did not care, but instead smiled and said, "My lord is not a good thing to be impatient. The little king is so meticulous. The greater the power the king gives, the less Liu Da cannot rebel easily, otherwise everything he has may be wiped out in an instant."

"Liu Da..."

Cao Dingtian's eyes had extremely strong murderous intent.

Yanjing City, in the house.

Xu Yi was wearing a long blue gown and stood with his hands behind his back.

In the back garden, white clothes and black hair are in the wind, long skirts are floating, and a pair of high heels are swaying.

She was not used to high heels and always felt that her feet were so harsh.

But wearing high heels, she became more charming, like a fairy in the sky, eating fireworks on earth.

"Don't keep staring at me." Seeing Xu Yi keep looking at him, Bai Yi felt a little panicked.

Xu Yi shook his head: "It's a pity if I don't look at it now."

"snort!"

White clothes hummed lightly, and a pair of high heels flew out immediately and shot towards Xu Yi.

Xu Yi had quick eyes and quick hands, and put my high heels in my palm.

"You wear it for me." Baiyi said.

Xu Yi was amused and crying.

The king of southern Xinjiang will collapse if he wears women's high heels.

What's more, this size can't be worn.

"The world has a strange aesthetic taste. These shoes are too tormenting to wear."

She stepped on the grass with her bare feet, gently tapping under her feet, slightly in the air, her long skirt fluttered, and her petals swept across.

Butterflies swirl around and fly around.

He picked up a white fleece rabbit, sat on the swing in white, shaking gently.

This scene is like a dream.

"My king."

A sound came from outside the back garden.

It's Hai Yi.

Xu Yi strode out.

The back garden is a forbidden area, and no one except Xu Yi and Baiyi are allowed to enter.

"What's the matter?"

Xu Yi asked.

Haiyi said respectfully: "A person came from outside the door."

"who?"

"Author's surname is Xu."

Xu Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Look for me?"

Hai nodded: "This person said his surname was Xu, and my king would meet him."

"He knows my identity?"

Hai shook his head: "No one should know."

Xu Yi thought for a while and said, "Okay, let him enter the palace."

"Here."

With his ordinary appearance of disguise, Xu Yi wore a prosperous brocade dress and sat upright on a soft chair.

He wore eight gem rings on his fingers and looked like a nouveau riche.

As soon as Hai came, he followed a young man in a simple long gown.

The young man's bone age is twenty-four or five years old, similar to Xu Yi, and his star eyebrows and sword eyes are somewhat heroic, but he looks a little thin while wearing a long robe.

"Master, it's just that he wants to see you." Hai Yi said respectfully.

Xu Yi did not respond, looked at the young man's eyes and said, "I know you?"

The young man smiled slightly and bowed, "I'm here Xu Shu, pay homage to the King of Southern."

Suddenly, murderous intent emerged.

In one hand, a military stab hit the young man's throat.

The young man looked calm and calm.

"There seems to be many capable people who pray."

Xu Yi frowned.

The twelve-year-old nomad is extremely smart. It can be said that he was born in the imperial family and could not help himself.

What is the origin of this young man who calls himself Xu Shu?

"Don't worry, I have not made the identity of the Southern King public." said the young man.

"What's the matter with me?" Xu Yi asked calmly.

The young man smiled: "King Nan, why not show his true face to others?"

Xu Yi raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand.

"The eyes are as deep as the sea, as well as stars. The eyebrows are like swords, but there are blades. The sky is round and the outline is strong, the heart is ravines, and the body is domineering. From the face, it is worthy of the name of the King of Heaven and Dragons."
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