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Twelve courtiers knelt in front of Emperor Nangong Ye's bedroom.

When Nangong Ye was still the crown prince, they had been assisting him.

"The monks have repeatedly rebelled, and the capital has become a miasma.

"The taxes cannot be increased, and the people of the capital cannot afford it. "

Your Majesty, the people must not listen to their complaints.

Nangong Ye closed the door and ignored the courtiers' words.

Since his accession to the throne, there has been a lot of tediousness.

The mausoleum of the Avatar Immortal appeared outside the capital, and monks from all over Great Xia gathered here, and with his cultivation and the prestige of the Nangong family, he was powerless to control the status quo.

As the emperor of Great Xia, he had to care about the safety of the people.

But at the same time, he was also a Qi Refining Cultivator.

When you embark on the path of immortality, you are no longer mortal.

From the perspective of an immortal, he could not see the tragic situation in the mortal world.

As soon as the courtiers knelt, they knelt from early morning until dark.

But the Emperor paid no attention to them.

Hey~

The old minister sighed, when Nangong Ye was still the prince, he acted impeccable and treated people wisely.

But since he sat on the throne, he has behaved obediently and is difficult to understand.

Is it just to let the monk be so presumptuous?

The bright moon was shining, and there were only three loyal old ministers left among the kneeling courtiers.

The second prince, Nangong Xiu, appeared silently outside the emperor's bedroom.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me persuade the Imperial Brother. The

second prince didn't knock on the door, and pushed the door in.

I saw that the desk was full of folds, and it was full of cinnabar annotations.

Nangong Ye's eyes were bloodshot and exhausted.

"Second

brother?" "Big brother, I've come to see you."

Nangong Ye's tone was cold: "Get out, I didn't let you in, and, call me Your Majesty, and next time, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood!" Nangong

Xiu was unmoved, and looked at his biological brother with a smile.

At this time, the door of the dormitory was not closed, and several old ministers watched the two brothers confront.

"Ahem. Nangong Ye seemed to be in a hurry, and suddenly coughed violently.

It's strange, I'm already a ninth-level Qi refining cultivator, how can I cough for no reason, it seems that I've been really overworked during this time.

Emperor Nangong Ye muttered in his heart.

The second prince, Nangong Xiu, conjured a taste of fairy grass from the storage ring.

"Big brother, you are sick, I have come to bring you medicine. Nangong Xiu didn't seem to hear the emperor's reprimand at all, but offered the immortal medicine.

The fairy grass is shaped like ginseng, and the end is beardless, and Nangong Ye knows at a glance that this is a great medicine that has been more than five hundred years old.

The second brother still has a heart, am I too ruthless?

Nangong Ye's heart was hot, and he looked at the old minister who was kneeling outside the house in the cold moonlit night, and suddenly thought that he was extremely incompetent as an emperor.

But, soon, ruthlessness replaced the gentleness in the eyebrows.

"Get out.

Nangong Xiu stood in place.

Nangong Ye was furious: "Bold, you dare not listen to my orders! "

The Dragonguard emerged from the darkness, the sound of armor tapping was terrifying.

The three old ministers hurriedly dissuaded: "Your Majesty thinks twice, the second prince is thinking about Your Majesty's body." Heh

, Nangong Ye only had a sneer on his face.

Even if it's for my good, I have to agree.

Surrounded by the dragon guards, Nangong Ye was looking forward to the imperial brother's begging for mercy.

But Nangong Xiu was calm, as if he put life and death out of the way.

"You think I'm joking?" Nangong Ye asked.

"No, I just don't think Big Brother can command these guards at all. Nangong Xiu replied without hurry.

"Hahaha.

Nangong Ye seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world: "Although the Dragon Guards are all monks who have cultivated above the foundation, they have a bloodline oath, and they must obey the orders of me, the Emperor of Great Xia."

Go up, kill him!"

the dragon guard drew his sword, but the blade pointed at him, the emperor of the dynasty.

"You, you want to rebel!" Nangong Ye roared angrily: "Dare to disobey my orders, go and die." I

saw Nangong Ye reciting the magic formula, wanting to trigger the dragon guard's death oath.

But the red light flashed, and nothing happened.

"Brother Huang, you have lost all your hearts, and even the Heavenly Dao Oath has no effect. Nangong Xiu's eyes were like looking at a dead person.

"How is it possible, I am the hand-picked emperor, the child of destiny, why don't you follow my orders.

Nangong Ye shouted hysterically, and his voice was extremely abrupt in the quiet night.

Suddenly, Nangong Ye calmed down.

He sat on the ground with his butt on his shoulder, his eyes staring blankly at the three old ministers.

"Three Aiqing, it's cold in autumn, why are you kneeling outside the house?"

the three old ministers looked at each other, puzzled.

Your Majesty, is this a cultivation that has gone mad?

Nangong Xiu stepped forward and said softly: "Brother Huang, you are sick, come, take medicine."

Nangong Xiu forced the fairy grass into the emperor's hands.

Nangong Ye's expression was painful, and he said vaguely that he was not sick.

The three old ministers looked at this farce with a look at each other.

Is Your Majesty really sick?

Nangong Ye swallowed the whole herb without listening to the command, and his face began to regain its bloody color.

He said slowly: "The second brother has a heart.

Nangong Xiu withdrew from the dormitory and stood with the three old ministers.

The effect of the medicine began to kick in, and Nangong Ye coughed violently.

One moment he was furious, the other he was languishing.

"Second prince, Your Majesty, is this?" an old minister had not yet seen the situation.

"I don't know, maybe the medicinal power of blood ginseng is too strong, just wait. Nangong Xiuman replied nonchalantly.

"Call the Imperial Doctor.

"No, what I brought is a rare immortal grass in the immortal cultivation world, which is much more effective than that of the imperial doctor. Nangong Xiu grabbed one of the old ministers.

The three old ministers watched the emperor in pain with suspicion.

Finally, Nangong Ye's voice became weaker and weaker.

One of the ministers tentatively stepped forward to check.

Under the sword blade of the Dragon Guard, he sensed that the Emperor's pulse had disappeared.

"Your Majesty is dead!" he said in fear.

The other two old ministers took two steps in three steps, and almost crawled next to Nangong Ye's corpse.

"Bold Nangong Xiu, you dare to kill the king!" The first old minister to check the emperor's situation pointed at Nangong Xiu's nose and scolded.

"Master Pei, don't talk nonsense, what I sent is an immortal medicine, Lord Zhao, Lord Ge, do you say yes.

Lord Zhao clenched his fists and stood with Master Pei: "Thief, don't want to point to a deer as a horse, the three of us saw with our own eyes tonight, you murdered Your Majesty with poisonous weeds, Hugh has to quibble." The

rest of the Lord Ge stared down at the emperor's corpse, unable to read his expression clearly.

Nangong Xiu sighed and stretched out her hand.

The sword flashed, and two white-haired heads fell to the ground.

Nangong Xiu walked slowly to the last old minister and asked, "Master Ge, do you also think that I gave the imperial brother poison?"

Master Ge was silent.

The coercion of the dragon guard's foundation cultivation is coming.

Nangong Xiu shook his hand, and the dragon guard collected his sword and disappeared into the darkness.

There was only the sound of bloodshed in the emperor's bedroom.

"An Immortal Emperor is dead, and now it's just a matter of replacing it with another Immortal Emperor, does it make sense for you to ask me if I'm an Immortal Herb or a Poison?" Master Ge said helplessly.