"I have made up my mind to attack the Martial Soul Hall and rescue Fang Xuan!"

The moment this ambitious words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked, and everyone could clearly feel the firm determination of His Majesty the Emperor.

"Abide by the order!"

Ning Fengzhi, Dugu Bo, Prince Xuexing, etc., the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect and the Imperial Iron Army united, and everyone discussed ways to save Fang Xuan.

This time, the Tiandou Empire dispatched a large army of 100,000, plus the thousands of soul masters of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect. In terms of number, the Spirit Hall is hard to match.

However, the Spirit Hall of the Wuhuns stood tall in Douluo Continent for hundreds of years without falling, and it was by no means an ordinary army, but by the most powerful soul master legion on the continent.

In fact, most of the soul master resources on Douluo Continent are controlled by the hands of the Spirit Hall.

Therefore, although the number of people in this battle is advantageous to the Heavenly Dou Empire, in fact, the advantages and odds of winning of the Spirit Hall are greater. After all, the soul masters in the Spirit Hall are extremely powerful, and the public trial is in the Pope Hall. It can be said that they are waiting for their work, just waiting for everyone to fall into the trap.

In response to the method of saving Fang Xuan, Emperor Xueye, together with Ning Fengzhi and others, began to discuss seriously in the combat conference room.

"The purpose of our trip is not to fight to the death with the Wuhun Palace, but to rescue Fang Xuan. Therefore, my army does not have to fight in love. As long as we rescue Fang Xuan, it is our victory."

Ning Fengzhi acted as a military advisor and commander and began to formulate combat plans and marching routes.

"It's less than ten days before Fang Xuan's public trial. It will take at least half a month to rush from Tiandou to Wuhun City. Is it still too late?!" Dugu Bo frowned and said.

"I know that a shortcut to Wuhun City can save a week."

Jian Douluo Chen stood with his hands behind his back and said quietly: "However, this shortcut is located between the mountains and is relatively rugged and not suitable for the passage of the large army."

"Then we can select elite troops, take the lead in setting off, shorten the time, and let the large troops come behind the palace!" Ning Fengzhi said.

At this moment, in the combat conference room, everyone looked at the majestic man wearing a golden dragon robe, waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to give the final order.

"Let's go tomorrow morning!"

Emperor Xue Ye stood up and calmly glanced at everyone, making a final decision!

"Yes, your Majesty!"

Everyone had serious expressions and were all ready for a big battle.

"Crack..."

With a sound, the door of the conference room was suddenly opened, and a gentle figure walked in.

She was dressed in white, spotless, with her elegant golden hair, a straight and slender body, and a confident and gentle smile always hung on her handsome face.

It is the prince "Xueqinghe"!

"Uh, Qinghe? Why are you here?"

Seeing the visitor, Emperor Xueye was stunned and confused.

"Father, I have something very important to report to "you"!"

Xue Qinghe stood with one hand and smiled gracefully. The word "you" was very serious. The room was full of the top figures in the world, so he naturally understood the voice of His Royal Highness the Prince's words.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, Your Highness, you can talk, let's say goodbye first."

Ning Fengzhi, Dugu Bo and others said goodbye one after another, leaving a separate space for the father and son.

Soon, in the huge conference room, there were only the Emperor Xue Ye and Xue Qinghe and his son. The two of them were silent for a while, but no one agreed first, and the room was silent.

Emperor Xue Ye stood in front of the windowsill with his hands behind his back, looking north from the window on the third floor, in the north of Tiandou City, Fang Xuan, who used to live there alone and spent more than ten years in the dilapidated thatched hut.

His face was melancholy, as if he had remembered some past events, he sighed quietly, and finally said, "Qinghe, I know your purpose, but I... owe your brother too much."

Xue Qinghe's eyes were as calm as water, and he said quietly: "Father, remember that on that day three years ago, you were standing in this room like today, standing in front of the windowsill, and looking at the north... I still remember that the weather was a little cloudy that day!"

Hearing this, Emperor Xueye's body trembled, turned around suddenly, staring at Xue Qinghe who was smiling behind him with incredible eyes, and said in a daze: "You, what did you say?!"

Xueqinghe...no!

It should be Qian Renxue, who was staring at Emperor Xueye calmly, his clear eyes were filled with mysterious light, he raised his lips slightly, revealing a row of somewhat stern teeth, and said, "How could I have such a son..."

"Why... how did you know about this?!" Emperor Xueye's pupils trembled violently, he staggered back four or five steps, and hit the wall violently, looking at Qian Renxue with shocked and panic eyes.

That expression seemed to be the secret hidden deepest in the heart, the most feared one suddenly revealed it, panicked!

"'Qin Zhong' asked me to ask you hello!" Qian Renxue continued.

"So that's it, so that's it..." Emperor Xueye suddenly realized, and a dense cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. He suddenly felt exhausted and sat on the ground.

Regret, annoyance, pain and guilt, and all kinds of complex emotions gradually crawled over the vicissitudes of life, making the snowy night, which was already over 50 years old, look even older, as if he was in his twenties all at once.

Emperor Xueye gritted his teeth and said, "So he is your person!!"

Qian Renxue was calm: "But it was not me who gave the order to him, but you, my dear father!"

The Emperor of Snow Night smiled bitterly, sitting alone on the ground, looking a little distraught.

"You are not wrong! You will never make mistakes!"

"For you are the supreme king of this country."

"And now, you just need to eradicate all the "huge hidden dangers" that may threaten this country in the future."

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes and stared at the vicissitudes of snowy night calmly, hinting: "Since you have already made a choice, please stick to the choice!"

The Emperor of Snow Night was silent, and the room gradually fell into silence.

...

The next morning, this was the date of departure of the army that had been agreed upon yesterday.

Ning Fengzhi, Dugu Bo and others led the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect and the elite legion of the Empire, and were already waiting for His Majesty to set off.

However, for some reason, Emperor Xueye has not appeared for a long time.

Everyone waited until noon, and the palace finally sent the orders of Emperor Xueye.

However, this is not the army's departure order.

But... three imperial edicts that cannot be denied!

Give up the rescue of Fang Xuan and disband the gathering army!

Second, cancel the marriage between Fang Xuan and the Qibao Glazed Li Sect!

Third, expel Fang Xuan from the Tiandou Empire!
Chapter completed!