The Legend of the Strongest Father in the Nine Heavens
Chapter 90: If only I knew!
The graceful and graceful figure of Donghuang Ziyou appeared in the Demon Palace hall like a ghost.
On the way, he was like entering a no-man's land.
This was completely different from what he had originally expected.
It seemed that someone had paved the way to the Great Hall of the Demon Palace, allowing him to travel unhindered along the way.
"It's……"
Donghuang Ziyou suddenly lowered his head and saw several figures lying backwards in the darkness ahead.
He stepped forward quickly.
I saw a tall and majestic man lying on his back on the ground in the middle.
His eyes widened in horror, as if something terrible had happened before he died.
In his throat, there was a clear scar visible.
"The sword seals the throat!"
Donghuang Ziyou glanced at Jing Wuya's clothes, and the shocked color in her beautiful eyes became even more concentrated.
"It looks like this is Demon King Wusheng, and he is actually ..."
"I was stabbed with a sword in my throat!"
He hurriedly scanned the surroundings, except for the other four dead witches, there was no trace.
This showed that the person fighting the Wusheng Demon Lord had completely swept over the Wusheng Demon Lord and the four others in a crushing position.
"Devil Master Wusheng is said to have cultivated for over 70,000 years. He is a veteran royal powerhouse, and his power is quite strong."
"In addition, he still had a terrifying magical power that could cut through the laws of life and death, who could destroy it like this?"
Donghuang Ziyou held the jade fist tightly.
"Sadly, I'm still a step late!"
He was very sorry to not be able to see the peerless figure of such a powerful man.
"Your Majesty, after you killed Ou Hong, the army of the Wusheng Nation collapsed thousands of miles, and now our army has entered the capital."
Ruoying walked in from outside the temple at this time.
Donghuang Ziyou nodded slightly, he knew that if Ying appeared here, it represented Bei Xuantian's victory this time around.
"This should be Demon King Wusheng, who is strong to kill him?"
Seeing the tragic situation of Demon King Wusheng, Ruoying was also shocked.
“If I had known.” Donghuang Ziyou silently thought.
Immediately turning around, he said with a majestic expression:
"Commander the commander-in-chief of the three armies to completely control all the cities in the Wusheng State."
"All soldiers cannot injure an innocent person, but if one fights stubbornly, it doesn't matter if they are killed!"
"In addition, send people to spread reports of Bei Xuantian's capture from Wusheng Kingdom in Bei Xuantian, to console the 100,000 living beings sacrificed by Demon King Wusheng."
Ruoying nodded quickly: "Yes, Your Majesty!"
...
When Lin Xuan returned to the Crystal Palace, the little girls were still making their gifts.
Seeing that the clock was about to pass, Lin Xuan couldn't help but say sadly:
"Darling, have a good breakfast before you make a gift, okay?"
"Dad, we're not hungry!"
"Yes, you have to make a gift first!"
All the little girls were full of fighting spirit, and they would never give up unless they made a good gift.
Cuckoo~
However, as soon as they finished talking, their stomachs screamed one by one.
Lin Xuan was comforted by them, and smiled badly: "Who said I'm not hungry now?"
"It's Xuanxi!"
"No, it's Xuanhan!"
"It's not me, it's Xuanyou!"
Xuanzhu pointed at Xuanxi, Xuanxi pointed at Xuanhan, and Xuanhan pointed at Xuanyou.
Xuanyou raised her little hand and shook her head as she waved her hand: "This is not me! Not me! This is Xiao Jiu calling my stomach!"
Lin Xuan was really sad and funny looking at their gentle and cute appearance.
It feels like these little girls want to make a gift.
Lin Xuan had no choice but to say: "Then you continue to do so, and Father will feed you on the side."
The little girls are so happy.
Dad's still smart, so he can make presents and breakfast!
After which, Lin Xuan brought breakfast.
Surrounding his four daughters non-stop, delivering food to their mouths one by one.
Seeing Lin Xuan's careful and spoiled behavior, the servants by the side were amazed.
As expected of his wife, the way he stroked his daughter was very unique.
...
Blue Cloud Country, imperial palace.
In the morning, the ten-mile-long street in front of the palace was filled with red flowers and ribbons of color fluttered.
A radiant scene.
Everyone who saw this scene sighed in surprise.
For the first time in their lives, they had seen a grand event in the palace.
"I heard that today is the princess's birthday, no wonder it is so festive!"
"Not really, such a magnificent dress, I guess, it wasn't because of the princess's birthday."
"That's because of who?"
"Emperor Bei Xuantian!"
Shili Long Street was crowded with people of all skin colors, all whispering about an unprecedented major event.
However, some people were familiar with the story inside the palace.
Then he said that the Blue Cloud Country Palace was dressed in a very nice way to welcome the arrival of the great man Bei Xuantian.
Hearing this news, everyone could not help but nod silently.
It turned out that Emperor Bei Xuantian was coming, so it was no wonder the momentum was so great.
His existence deserves to be treated so solemnly.
And this time.
Inside the palace, other than the royal family busy preparing for the birthday banquet of Tang Ying's daughter, all the ministers were also present.
The reason why they had come this early was to catch a glimpse of Emperor Bei Xuantian's attitude for the first time.
In this group of ministers.
Besides the prime minister Wu Jingxian, the most prominent one was Bai Junqian, the prefect of Qin Tianjian.
Wu Jingxian usually had a good relationship with Bai Junqian, and her demeanor was very relaxed when speaking:
"Bai Jianzheng, you patronize here today and await the arrival of the husband. The birthday message for the princess hasn't been written yet, has it?"
Qin Tianjian where Bai Junqian was in charge of the astronomical calendar, history books and classics, had high requirements for literary achievement.
Bai Junqian himself was also a famous historian and master of literature in the East Wasteland.
In the past, the birthday of King Lanyun and the prince was written by him personally.
But today.
But Bai Junqian stood here in the morning waiting for Lin Xuan's arrival, which made Wu Jingxian quite curious.
And following Wu Jingxian's question, the hundreds of ministers present also looked at Bai Junqian with curiosity.
Bai Junqian shook his head slightly and smiled: "Today's birthday message, this official is not qualified to write."
Wu Jingxian curiously asked: "You're not qualified? Who is qualified?"
“Of course it is the upcoming Emperor Bei Xuantian!” Bai Junqian woke up to the sky with a reverent look.
"I'm afraid you don't know yet. The emperor is the only literary sage in the Eternal Region of the Nine Heavens and our Canglong Continent."
"His literary talent was enough to make Wen Quxing worried, every word, every word, revealed the light of a saint!"
Wu Jingxian and the others nodded after hearing this.
As expected of being a Difu, it was no wonder having such amazing talent.
As he spoke, a brilliant light pierced through the clouds, illuminating the entire palace like a divine light.
Everyone looks up.
I saw a jade nun slowly descending in the sky, drawn by four large blue-winged birds.
"The teacher is here!"
All the ministers showed joy.
What a blessing to be able to witness the arrival of such a great man for the rest of my life!