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- Looking at the figures of Ling'er and Mr. Juan Ling, they gradually disappeared from sight.
Meng Jing was also helpless and sighed.
This time I say goodbye, I don¡¯t know when we will see each other again.
However, there are more important things waiting for him now.
That¡¯s right, that¡¯s the middle-aged man.
When he recalled that his attack did not cause much damage to the middle-aged man, Meng Jing also clenched his fists slightly.
Now, his strength has been elevated to the realm of the First God.
You should be somewhat sure of dealing with that middle-aged man.
Meng Jing didn¡¯t dare to be too confident.
Who told that the poisonous gas in that middle-aged man¡¯s body was an eternal poisonous soul!
He doesn¡¯t know much about the Eternal Poison Soul.
But the strength of something that has existed for nearly ten thousand years is definitely not as simple as what was shown that night.
If you want to deal with it, it may be a difficult matter.
"It's better to go back first and see if that silly girl wakes up?"
??Shaked his head.
Meng Jing still let himself not think about those things.
He jumped up and disappeared into the air.
While waiting for her to appear, she came to Princess Wu¡¯s residence.
That girl drank all night yesterday, so logically speaking, she should have woken up.
After entering the gate of the house.
Meng Jing was curious to find that there was no guard at the door.
Push the door open and enter the house.
What comes into view is a mess, even though yesterday was that silly girl¡¯s birthday
But it¡¯s impossible for anyone to make such a fuss in the princess¡¯s mansion.
And the scene that caught his sight now felt like it had been looted.
Especially in the air, there is a familiar smell.
If he guessed correctly.
That middle-aged man has been here.
"Help¡¡"
"Come and save me!"
At this time, a faint cry for help sounded from a room in the house.
Meng Jing walked over quickly and opened the door!
There was a rush of blood inside.
"Moreover, in that room, there was already a river of blood, and the bodies were piled together.
But it happened that the cry for help came from this pile of corpses.
Meng Jing moved his palm and pushed the body away.
Soon, I saw a young man covered in blood.
This young man was covered in bruises and wounds.
While being pulled out, blood continued to flow.
And his breath is even more dying, and he may die at any time.
"Brother Meng, you are back!"
The young man felt as if he had received a life-saving straw, and he was extremely excited.
"Wu Hao, is your adopted husband here?"
Meng Jing squatted down, and a spiritual energy floated on the opponent's injured wound in his palm.
It¡¯s a pity that my own aura is just an ordinary aura.
The wounds on the opponent¡¯s body cannot be healed in time.
But fortunately, the bleeding stopped.
"Yes, my adoptive father doesn't know what's wrong. He seems to be crazy and murders people like crazy."
Feeling the wounds on my body, they gradually eased a lot, but there was still some excruciating pain.
Wu Hao couldn't help but let out a breath. He nodded with a pale face.
"He killed all the people in the princess's mansion."
"What about that silly girl?"
Meng Jing asked quickly.
Wu Hao shook his head.
"I have no idea."
"I only know that my adoptive father will kill anyone on sight!"
"Sister Wu should also"
Wu Hao did not continue to say the rest, which is self-evident.
It probably means
Meng Jing shook his head, "No, it's impossible."
"I can't feel the breath of that silly girl."
"It should have been taken away by your adoptive father."
Along the way, the auras he could feel were very complicated.
But there is no aura of that silly girl in it.
In other words, this silly girlNow we need to figure out where the middle-aged man is.
Since he is not in the castle.
So where will he go?
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Meng Jing's mind.
A familiar place came to mind.
"Could it be that that guy really went somewhere?"
Thinking in his mind, the pair of fire wings behind him also rushed towards the Xuanwu Imperial Court quickly.
correct.
If nothing else happened, that middle-aged man should have gone there.
The other party himself is a person who pursues strength and power.
After possessing absolute strength, the only thing left is the power that has not yet been obtained.
In other words, the other party is likely to go to the Xuanwu Empire court to seize the throne and proclaim himself emperor!
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At this time, the Xuanwu court.
Hundreds of civil and military officials were lined up in two rows, trembling.
But above the splendid imperial court, there was a middle-aged man sitting on a golden dragon chair, unable to help but laugh loudly.
Under the court, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe looked at the other person sitting on the dragon throne with some reluctance.
"Second brother, now the throne has been given to you."
"Can my daughter be released?"
The middle-aged man sitting on the dragon throne stopped laughing and looked at the middle-aged man under the court.
"Let him go?"
"When did I say I was going to let him go?"
"Brother, have you become confused after being the emperor for so many years?"
The face of the middle-aged man in yellow robe stiffened, and soon turned into anger. He roared and said angrily to the middle-aged man sitting on the dragon chair.
"Second brother, after all, she is also your niece."
"Even if you want the throne, I can give it to you, but can you be so tolerant of your niece?"
The middle-aged man sitting on the dragon chair sneered.
"You said I am patient. What do you mean by my being patient? I didn't see you being patient when I was on the battlefield."
"Over the years, your throne has been so secure, and there has never been a time when it wasn't me who held it."
""Now you are doing it for a daughter, do you ask me if I can bear it? Are you right? "
Hearing this, the middle-aged man in yellow robe under the court showed a wry smile.
"Yes, I admit it."
"I have treated you badly these years, my second brother."
"But among so many brothers, I regard you as my relative!"
"Relatives?"
The middle-aged man sitting on the dragon chair chuckled, "You thought I was not as strong as you at the beginning, and I didn't pose any threat to you."
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