Since he killed Yu Wanlou in the Zhenyuan Palace, in the next ten days, Ye Qingyu has not been idle, and has continuously killed many nobles who violated the iron laws of the camp in the royal city, and the last one to be executed for his crime was a marquis of the Demon Wolf Clan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The entire royal city has been completely full of rumors, chickens and dogs.

There has never been a single person who has been able to put the nobles of the entire royal city in such danger, and under the fixed order, class, and division of power that has been formed over countless years, the defender royal city is almost like a pool of stagnant water, and rarely makes such a big wave.

And now, in this stagnant water, it seems that there is a big toad that is not afraid of heaven and earth, but it is particularly terrible, and all the nobles and nobles in the city are afraid that this toad will suddenly jump over and bite themselves - even if it does not bite, it is very bad luck to get the toad mucus.

But gradually, some people have figured out some doorways.

In such a short period of time, this [Nine Swords Army] Zhang Longcheng executed dozens of large and small nobles, almost all of them were related to the faction of King Zhenyuan, and even Wei Heng at the beginning, as well as the father and son of the Marquis of Blood and Bone, were all under the command of King Zhenyuan.

It can be seen that this [Nine Swords Army] is going to fight to the death with King Zhenyuan.

When the news of King Zhenyuan's return came out, many nobles and nobles of the Zhenyuan Wangfu faction finally let out a long breath, like a long drought and a rainy day, and couldn't wait to go out of the city to greet them.

"Haha, my father has finally returned, and the end of that hillbilly has arrived. The prince of Zhenyuan looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had seen the scene of Ye Qingyu being suppressed, tortured, humiliated and killed, he had waited for this day for too long.

"Order, prepare immediately, and go outside the royal city to meet Brother Wang. The second prince, Yuan Wenguo, was also overjoyed, and a series of orders were passed down for everyone in the palace to prepare.

This time, the greeting formation should be made a little bigger, so that the entire royal city can take a look, what is the real power of the Zhenyuan Palace, the Yuan family, which has been dignified for tens of thousands of years, is definitely not a cat and a dog hillbilly who can ride on the neck to and pee, today, it will be the day when the Zhenyuan Palace's mansion picks up the glory.

"I must implore my father not to kill this hillbilly too easily, but to torture him for a hundred years by the most terrible means before he dies. "The Poison Flower County Lord is also gritting his teeth.

She was only released from the military department the day before yesterday, and after suffering such a great humiliation, she hated Ye Qingyu even more.

Suddenly, everything is ready.

The chariot and horse team of Zhenyuan Wangfu was extremely powerful, and it left the palace and attracted the attention of countless people.

"The day has come when the Zhenyuan Wangfu will raise its head. ”

"Yes, the Lord's heart is back. ”

"King Zhenyuan is a supreme powerhouse close to the Martial Arts Emperor, as soon as he comes back, the Nine Swords Army is about to be unlucky, this person really can't think of it, what else is there to provoke a character he can't afford to provoke. ”

"He's going to end badly. ”

"It is said that the nobles in the city have secretly set up a game to open the market, and after the return of the far king of the gambling town, the Nine Swords Army is Zhang Longcheng can still live for a few days...... The most bet is not to survive a day, hahaha!"

Seeing that everyone in the Zhenyuan Palace's mansion was heading towards the east gate of the royal city with amazing momentum, countless people in the city were paying attention, and there were all kinds of discussions, almost no one was optimistic about Ye Qingyu, after all, it had been a long time, and the power and ferocity accumulated by Yuan Wenjun, the king of Zhenyuan, was too deep-rooted.

Not only the people of Zhenyuan Palace, but also many nobles in the city did not dare to slack off, and dressed up to go to the east gate of the royal city to greet them.

Airships soared into the air.

A pair of dragon beast horse teams roared past.

In the whole royal city, it seems to be a festival, and it is very lively.

But only those who know the inside story will understand that there is a suffocating aura of slaughter in such a bustle, and it is very likely that there will be a big war today.

In the blink of an eye, it has reached the third pole of the sun.

On the east gate of the city wall of the Wangcheng Mountain Range, there are already a sea of people, at least tens of thousands of nobles in the city, standing on the city wall and waiting, the scene is magnificent and vast, and in the middle of the crowd, the person who is surrounded by everyone is the young and proud Zhenyuan King Wang Shizi and the Poison Flower County Lord, and the rather old second prince Yuan Wenguo stood aside, but it was difficult to hide a trace of joy on his face.

Everyone in Zhenyuan Wangfu is smiling.

"Thank you for coming to greet Father today. With arrogance on his face, the prince of Zhenyuan thanked everyone around him, but there was clearly not much gratitude in his expression.

"Haha, His Royal Highness the Prince is polite, it should be. ”

"The prince is coming back, we have been waiting so hard, in the royal city, I was made a miasma by that hillbilly, as soon as the prince comes back, he can finally sweep away the haze and let the sky blue. ”

"Hehe, guys, do you think that hillbilly dares to be here too?"

"How is that possible?"

"Haha, that's it, this hillbilly is probably trembling with fear now, and I can't wait to find a place to cut myself off, hahaha!"

"Not good!"

"What's wrong?"

"What if that hillbilly slips away in advance? If he escapes from the royal city, drills into the deep mountains and old forests, and hides like a turtle with a shrunken head, it will be very troublesome to find......

"Hehe, don't worry, I've already sent someone to keep an eye on this hillbilly in advance, the four gates of Wangcheng have all said hello, hehe, he can't run." ”

The aristocrats giggled and discussed.

Wang Shizi nodded with satisfaction.

Finally, this kind of scene of being crowded, flattered, and carefully flattered by others returned to him again, this is the taste of power, it is really intoxicating and inextricable.

Suddenly, in the distance, huge black warships appeared.

The fleet is lined up neatly, the line spacing is uniform, and it comes slowly, giving people the feeling that it is like a group of sharks cruising in the ocean, which is extremely terrifying, and there are dozens of scout ships in front, the scale is relatively small, followed by the main battleships, each of which is a thousand meters long, and these main battleships surround a giant black ship more than 5,000 meters long, which is the flagship of Yuan Wenjun, the commander of the Zhenyuan Army.

There are more than 1,000 warships of the Zhenyuan Army.

In the blink of an eye, the entire sky in the east was covered by this black warship, a kind of evil spirit that only the iron-blooded army has, swirling around the battleships, looking from a distance, under the sun, such a fleet seemed to burn this black flame, giving people an indescribable shock and visual impact.

"It's coming!"

Someone shouted.

The people of Zhenyuan Wangfu let out a cheer.

The fleet approached.

According to the law of the royal city, the Zhenyuan army could not really enter the city completely, the main fleet was stopped about a thousand meters away, and there was an air port outside the city that belonged to them, which could be supplied and stationed, while the flagship of the king of Zhenyuan and dozens of personal guards came directly through the air and came to the east gate.

On the flagship, a burly middle-aged man wearing black and gold armor, with swordsman's eyebrows flying obliquely into his sideburns, beard, Chinese face, sharp edges and corners, his face is not angry and self-assured, there is a kind of nobility and majesty that ordinary people can hardly reach, it is Yuan Wenjun, the king of Zhenyuan.

"Greetings to Father!"

The prince of Zhenyuan knelt down to greet him for the first time.

"Greetings to the Lord. ”

A large number of people fell to their knees at the gates of the city, and the nobles, large and small, with respect and flattery on their faces, were extremely cautious and shouted loudly.

The pomp and circumstance is unprecedented.

King Zhenyuan got up from the big seat in the bow of the ship, his face expressionless.

The flagship docks.

The ladder was taken down.

"Get up. ”

The majestic voice sounded, and the words carried the undoubted power of the noble forehead, and the king of Zhenyuan slowly stood up from the big seat, and a vast aura suddenly surged out, showing the momentum of the supreme powerhouse of his martial arts.

The surrounding nobles were even more trembling.

King Zhenyuan was about to go down the ladder, but at this moment, his complexion suddenly changed, as if he had noticed something, and then suddenly stopped in place, turned his head, and looked towards the sea of clouds in the distance in the city.

"Father, you're finally back......"

The prince of Zhenyuan was overjoyed, got up and was about to say something, when he suddenly saw his father's solemn expression, looked into the distance, ignored himself and others, felt strange, looked in the direction of his father's eyes, and suddenly took a breath of cold air.

In the distance of the city, the white clouds are waves, and the morning sun is sitting.

A white cloud airship, like a flat boat, came slowly.

At the head of the white cloud boat, a tall white-clothed figure stood alone, with long sleeves fluttering, the clothes and belts hunting and flying in the wind, its black hair was flying, coming against the light, and the golden sunlight was draped in a body, as if covered with gold armor, there was an indescribable chic and handsome atmosphere.

One person, one boat.

Coming alone, it made the east gate of the royal city, which was originally extremely noisy, suddenly fall into a strange silence.

"Is that him?"

It was a long time before a nobleman exclaimed incredulously.

Other nobles, big and small, as well as the masters and guards of the Zhenyuan Palace, also recognized the identity of this figure who came alone at this moment, and no one thought that this person would dare to appear here leisurely at this time.

The Nine Swords Army is in Longcheng!

The culprit who almost swept away the face and glory of the Zhenyuan Palace.

How dare he appear like this, facing the king of Zhenyuan in anger?

Is this to find death?

Some people couldn't believe their eyes, and rubbed their eyes again and again, thinking that they had seen an illusory picture, how could anyone not know how to live and die to such an extent?

After a short period of shock, the prince of Zhenyuan, the second prince Yuan Wenguo, and the lord of Poison Flower fell into complete anger.

This hillbilly, he even dared to come?

Very good, this is really a way to heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell, you just break in, dare to appear on an occasion like today, that is, to find death, just take this opportunity to kill it, and Zhenyuan Wangfu can regain its glory.

"Father, it's this hillbilly, it's him who broke into ...... door," the prince of Zhenyuan almost roared.

Bow.

King Zhenyuan waved his hand.

Wang Shizi didn't dare to say any more.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, King Zhenyuan did not have the anger and killer he imagined, but kept staring at Ye Qingyu with a very strange gaze, as if he was judging and observing something.

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