"Lu Mingyang, even if you are the Great Grandmaster of the Six Realms, it is impossible for you to really be immune to the Six Grades of Poison, you ...... How exactly do you do that? ”

Although Bai Yuanshuang threw the pot to the Nine Emperors of Daxuan, he knew in his heart that the six-grade poison given to them by Xuanjing would never be fake, so he couldn't help but ask after all.

Bai Yuanshuang is actually not a poisoner, but a five-grade doctor, when Xuanjing gave him severe poison, he also studied it carefully, and the violent toxicity made him extremely cautious.

From this, it is certain that the six-grade poison is definitely the six-grade poison, even if it is a martial artist at the peak of the Six Realms, I am afraid that he will not be able to eat and walk around, not to mention that Lu Mingyang has just broken through to the Six Realms not long ago.

This made Bai Yuan puzzled, he couldn't understand, how could a pure martial artist compete with the six grades of poison?

"Do you think this king will tell you?"

Lu Mingyang glanced at Bai Yuanshuang with some disgust, sensing the state of his eldest brother, he hated this old guy to the core, and he couldn't wait to break his body into pieces.

And when he said this, a black-clothed figure also appeared in Lu Mingyang's mind, it was his second son Lu Xun, and the scene in front of him was precisely because of Lu Xun's uncertain prophet.

Speaking of which, Lu Mingyang was really a little afraid, if there was no reminder from Lu Xun, maybe he would really be able to follow Yan Chaolu's way.

Liupin is highly poisonous, which he didn't expect in advance.

After all, the Yan clan does not have a six-rank poison master, or even a six-realm cultivator.

But who knew that the despicable Nine Emperor Princes of Daxuan would give a six-grade poison, which almost caused the king of Zhendong to capsize in the gutter.

At this moment, Lu Mingyang couldn't help but admire Lu Xun's strategy even more.

The biggest hero of this battle is not the king of Zhendong, nor the prime minister Zhao Qidong, but the little boy who has only returned for more than half a year.

"Yan Chaolu, don't use these useless means anymore, it's still the same sentence, let go of the eldest brother, spare your life!"

After throwing out those thoughts in his mind, Lu Mingyang turned his gaze back to Yan Chaolu, and the words of this old thing were brought up again, so that the latter's face could no longer be calm.

originally thought that delaying time would allow Lu Mingyang and the others to be poisoned, but now it seems that all this is a joke, and the other party has already taken precautions, and may even take the antidote early.

It seems that all his calculations are expected by the other party.

Thinking of this, Yan Chaolu couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but in the next moment, he turned into anger, only to feel that God was extremely unfair.

"No, I'm not reconciled, I've done so much for this day, why should I fall short?"

Yan Chaolu roared wildly in her heart, and then out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the monarch Lu Mingshan on the dragon chair, and her eyes suddenly lit up, and she roared: "Yes, I still have Lu Mingshan, and I still have the last trump card!" ”

The thought in her heart turned, Yan Chaolu's hand, I don't know when there was a short dagger, I saw her take a diagonal step, and aimed the blade at Lu Mingshan's neck, which made Lu Mingyang's face change greatly.

"Yan Chaolu, you dare!"

Prime Minister Zhao Qidong shouted, but he couldn't do anything.

He was a little anxious, because he didn't think that Yan Chaolu would kill Lu Mingshan directly, so the other party would really have no way out.

Zhao Qidong was worried that Yan Chaolu would make Lu Mingyang lose his mind and do some irrational things.

Could it be that today he really wanted to fulfill Yan Chaolu's intention and let him escape with his life?

"Hehe, so far, what else is there in this palace that I don't dare to do?"

Yan Chaolu really didn't kill the killer at the first time, but sneered, then looked at King Zhendong and said, "Lu Mingyang, don't you boast of valuing love and righteousness?" Today, this palace is going to let the world see, are you really like this? ”

King Zhendong had a gloomy face, and asked in a deep voice, "Yan Chaolu, how are you doing?" ”

The eldest brother's life is in charge of the character, even if he is already a puppet with a high degree of poison in his body, as long as there is still a breath left, Lu Mingyang cannot sit idly by, which makes the faces of everyone on the side of the king of Zhendong extremely gloomy.

Seeing that a big victory was in sight, the other party controlled one of the most important figures, even if it was only for Yan Chaolu to escape in the end, they were extremely unwilling.

But in such a situation, they couldn't really persuade Lu Mingyang to ignore it.

That is the eldest brother of the king of Zhendong, the king of Xuanyang Kingdom, not a dispensable cat.

It has always been said that the royal family has no family affection, but now it seems that the relationship between this pair of brothers is extremely deep, which makes many civil and military generals who follow the king of Zhendong feel extremely complicated.

On the one hand, they hope that King Zhendong will focus on the overall situation and not be easily swayed by Yan Chaolu; On the other hand, isn't the king of Zhendong, who values love and righteousness, the lord they willingly follow?

If Lu Mingyang is really a ruthless person, I'm afraid they will have another idea.

Since ancient times, the emperor's family has been the most ruthless, and it is rare to see this affection in the body of King Zhendong, which is extremely rare, and at this moment Zhao Qidong and they don't know how to persuade him.

"Retire from the army, return the elite of the Yan clan to the palace, and from then on Xuanyang will be ruled by the land, and you Lu and I, the Yan clan, will be in charge of the Xuanyang world together!"

Yan Chaolu's eyes rolled, she knew that it was impossible to let King Zhendong be arrested, so she retreated to the next best, and when she said such a thing, she thought that she was already very good at the other party.

It's just that as soon as these words came out, the generals of the Zhendong Wangfu all sneered again and again.

You Yan Chaolu is really whimsical, under such a desperate situation, you still want half of the Xuanyang land?

"What? Isn't the life of the king of Xuanyang as far as half of the country? ”

Yan Chaolu didn't feel that her request was too much, and many people were thoughtful when they heard her comparison.

As for Lu Mingshan's life, whether it can be compared to the land of half a country, it depends on the wisdom of others.

For a while, the king of Zhendong just stared at Yan Chaolu and didn't speak, and the others naturally didn't dare to say more, but the civil ministers and generals on the side of the palace were a little anxious.

This very affectionate prince of Zhendong will not really agree to Yan Chaolu's non-sub-request, right?

The atmosphere in the Taihe Hall fell into a strange stalemate, and the sharp dagger in Yan Chaolu's hand was still leaning on Lu Mingshan's neck, as if with a slight stroke, the Xuanyang monarch would fly out of the sky.

This is a difficult choice to decide, most people think that Lu Mingyang has done his best, even if he makes a decision to ignore Lu Mingshan at this moment, it is understandable.

But if Lu Mingyang really does this, even if he wins this Xuanyang country, I am afraid that he will be criticized in the future.

The power of rumors is sometimes great.

At this moment, no one dares to make a decision for Lu Mingyang, even if they are more inclined to a certain choice, but who knows if they will be used to carry the blame afterwards?

Yan Chaolu was anxious, but he could only pretend to be light and light on his face.

She is gambling on her life, betting on Lu Mingyang's brotherhood, once she loses the bet, it will be a catastrophe.

The foreheads of Luo Wuxuan and Bai Yuanshuang next to him were also constantly oozing fine beads of sweat.

This kind of waiting is undoubtedly the hardest, and the decision of King Zhendong will not only determine the fate of Yan Chaolu, but also the fate of the two of them.

Stomp ......

In this quiet and solemn atmosphere, a strange sound suddenly came from the door of the Taihe Palace, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw that at the entrance of the main hall, a snow-white high-headed horse jumped up, and a vertical leap jumped into the Taihe hall, so that everyone had a sense of familiarity.

On the back of the high-headed white horse, there was a high-spirited black-clothed young man holding a green dragon glaive knife in his hand, which made many people even more strange.

"This horse, this knife, seems to be a little familiar!"

An old minister with gray hair muttered, and after being reminded by him, many people's minds were reminded of the scene that happened in this Taihe Hall more than half a year ago.

A small number of people turned their eyes to a certain place, where a pool of blackened blood seemed to have life at this moment, telling everyone about the earth-shattering grievance of that day.

At the Taihe Hall court meeting that day, the great Sima Yan Rongdao stepped on the upper hall, and cut off the head of Xu Mingfeng, the secretary of the ministry, with a knife without saying a word.

Yan's majesty, climbing to the top of the mountain.

At that time, Xu Mingfeng was beheaded, and no one dared to say much, not even the corpse of the official Shangshu, and let his body lie desolate and desolate in this Taihe Hall for a day and a night.

The blackened stains of blood are the best testimony of the events of that day.

And at this moment, when I saw a black-clothed young man holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and stepping into the upper hall, all the people who had experienced that great court meeting were in their hearts.

Because in addition to the appearance of the black-clothed young man, which was completely different from the original Great Sima Yan Rongdao, whether it was the white horse or the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, it seemed to be Yan Rongdao's thing.

But everyone knows that the current head of the Yan family, the former Great Sima, has died on the wall of the east gate of Tianyang City.

The sky has changed, and so have the people who are on the horse.

"It seems to be the second son of Zhendong Wangfu, Lu Xun!"

After a short period of distraction, some sharp-eyed people finally recognized the identity of the horseback boy, and their faces were different at the moment.

In the depths of more people's eyes, there is a touch of contempt, even if it is the Wenchen military generals on the side of the Zhendong Palace.

Because in their impressions, whether it was the child Lu Xun ten years ago, or the young Lu Xun who returned to the Zhendong Palace, they were just a fool.

Since the Battle of Watanabian City, Lu Xun, the second son of the palace, seems to be a divine dragon who sees the beginning but does not see the end, but every time at the end of the war, he comes out to grab credit.

Therefore, whether it is those officials who are grass on the wall or the generals of the Zhendong Palace, except for a few people, they all think that the second prince of the palace is going to show his existence on such a big occasion today.