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When Zhao Wujiang received a letter, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

The letter is urgent, from the north of Lingnan, written by Jiang Mengli.

Zhao Wujiang reads the content of the letter.

The letter said that King Xiaoyao killed the strong men and lakes, and devoured the cultivation of the strong ones. He received the news long ago, and it was not surprising.

The letter also said that Li Yuan was dead. He was captured by Xuanyuan Yuheng, breaking his hands and feet, shattered the internal organs of the heart veins, threatened by Xuanyuan Yuheng, and the bone gas still existed. There was no regret.

Xuanyuan Yuheng went to other ancestors and was still fighting.

Zhao Wujiang took the letter, silent for a long time, long -term speechless, closed his deep eyes.

When he opened his eyes, there was a little red red in his eyes. He still didn't look at it, but he took a deep breath.

The more silent he is, the more unhappy he is.

The more silent he is, the more angry he is.

He didn't understand why the peak of those big masters on the rivers and lakes or the strong men of the heavenly steps did not shot to prevent Xuanyuan Yuheng's murder.

Is there any hidden hidden? Or is it all over the world? Or is it ruthless and ruthless, do you care about the death of so many people on the rivers and lakes?

Zhao Wujiang can't figure it out. He can only think of those who can think of it.

If I was Xuanyuan Yuheng, what did I do next?

I killed all the strong ones on the rivers and lakes. After seizing the repairs, I would refine these cultivation, and completely cultivated these to myself.

Then I waited for the forces in the north and south borders in the next spring, and even some other alliance forces. After preparing to be properly prepared, they held up the flag of rebellion, or found a master of a teacher to start attacking Da Xia, step by step to attack the city.

, Point out to Kyoto, forcing Xuanyuan to abdicate.

Then he became emperor.

Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers, his eyes became deeper as night.

But I may not do this, because I am Xuanyuan Yuheng, I am the prince of Daxia.

After passing the royal study room, let Xuanyuan Jing give me an imperial decree to register the southern Xinjiang saint as the concubine.

I was rejected, and I was rejected once. What would I do after I had the ability?

Zhao Wujiang stood up suddenly, and Shen said:

"I will come to Kyoto and ask for an imperial decree again, so that Xuanyuan Jing has a name for the southern Xinjiang sample as my princess. If Xuanyuan Jing disagrees, I will force her!

With my practice, can anyone in the imperial city stop me?

No!

Why do I have to ask this imperial purpose?

Because Xuanyuan Yuheng will do what you want to do!

This imperial decree is issued by Xuanyuan Jing and the reign of the throne to be successfully promulgated by me, which is completely different! "

In the words, Zhao Wujiang took a sigh of relief. If he was derived right, it was short for three or five days, and the long and half -month, Xuanyuan Yuheng would enter Kyoto.

"Can I stop him?" Zhao Wujiang's tone was quiet and asked himself.

Holding his head, silent, his eyes flickered.

"I can!" He tone blandly, unquestionable.

There are Xuanyuan Jing in the imperial city, and there are children who have not been born in his belly.

He also helped Xuanyuan Jing to make Daxia go prosperous. He also had the child who greet him. He also went to Jianzu to find the truth that his parents were still in the world.

So Zhao Wujiang cannot fall on this hurdle.

He walked out of the partial palace.
Chapter completed!