"Lord Lu is innocent — — the Lu clan is innocent — —" The West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda hissed in grief and indignation.
"Yes, Lu Xingkong is naturally innocent, and the Lu clan is also innocent." Prince Fu laughed wildly. "Lu Xingkong is loyal and courageous, a model of a loyal minister — — but, thanks to my brother, he will most likely be implicated by you. Isn't it stated very clearly in the script? Loyal ministers will not have a good end. "
"Those who obey me will prosper, those who oppose me will die. This is a necessary quality and skill for an Emperor. Lu Xingkong is stubborn, conservative, and stupidly loyal. And such a person also controls the military power. If he cannot be used by me, there is only a road to death — — such a person, I will never allow him to continue to live in this world. I think Elder Song also means the same. "
"You bastard, he is guarding my Chu clan's territory — — he is loyal to my Chu clan — —" Chu Xianda's right palm flashed with a red light, and then he swung his palm in the direction of Prince Fu.
As the Emperor of a country, he must have some basic self-defence skills.
"I'm going to kill you — —" Chu Xianda hissed. There was a strong sense of regret in his heart, as well as the sorrow of not achieving his ambition.
He did not expect that when everything was going on in an orderly manner, they would suffer such a blow.
He was willing to sacrifice everything for the Chu clan to regain power, but his younger brother stabbed him in the back.
The greater a person's ability, the greater the responsibility.
Chu Xianda had always felt that he was a very capable person. Of course, every Emperor would have such an illusion.
Since the Chu clan established the West Wind Kingdom, they had established a system of separation of political power, military power and supervisory power. Each of the three parties was in charge of one side and kept each other in check.
Under the deliberate control of the first Emperor of West Wind Kingdom, the Song family was in charge of political power, the Lu Family was in charge of military power and the Cui family was in charge of supervisory power. The three powers were also the three clans.
It could be said that this was the most stable and safest approach.
If the Lu Family was disobedient, then let the Cui family beat them up.
If the Cui family was disobedient, then let the Song family beat them up.
If the Song Family was disobedient, the Cui family and the Lu Family would join forces to beat them up.
And every West Wind Emperor wielded a holy brush and a sharp sword, and played an important role as the judge and the final distribution of the fruits.
Outside, there was a balance between the three powers, and inside, there was the Flying Feather Army. It could be said that the Chu clan's imperial power was as stable as Mount Tai, and they lived comfortably and leisurely.
The previous West Wind Emperors had worked hard to make the country prosperous and the people peaceful, and the people lived extremely happy lives. Under the leadership of the Lu Clan, the army was invincible.
At the beginning of the founding of the country, there was still considerable harmony and trust between the ruler and his ministers.
However, as the country's political power became more and more stable, the empire's territory became more and more expansive, and there were all kinds of conflicts and conflicts deliberately created by the emperor. The relationship between the Song Family, the Cui Family, and the Lu Family became worse and worse, and there were more and more open and secret conflicts …
To be honest, the King was happy to see this happen.
After all, if the officials below did not quarrel, then he, the high and mighty judge, may be made a mere figurehead by them. Only when they kept quarreling, making trouble, kicking each other, and cutting off each other's hand, then everyone would have something to do — —
If the ruler was a man of great talent and bold vision, he would naturally be able to control and deal with such a complicated situation that was comparable to dancing on a silver thread.
However, not every monarch could understand the tactics of a monarch.
Hundreds of years ago, there was an Emperor who married the daughter of the Song family. This Emperor had a weak personality and was soft-hearted. Moreover, he was extremely fond of the Empress. It could be said that he doted on her.
Therefore, under the Empress's pillow talk and the encouragement of the civil officials, the Song Family was endowed with titles and the Song Family was endowed with more power. In the end, the Song family was able to control hundreds of officials in the imperial court, and the scholars of the world cooperated with each other. Even the army controlled by the Lu Family had been infiltrated by them, and the elites of the family were sent to seize power. At that time, the Song family could be said to have power in the imperial court, and no one could compete with them.
Naturally, the Cui family and the Lu Family were unwilling, but their opposition had no effect. Even because they constantly attacked and accused the Song family, it caused the Ming Sect to be extremely disgusted with them, and kept reducing the power in their hands … — —
So, the Song family became bigger and bigger, and the Cui and Lu families became smaller and smaller. In the end, it became a situation where the Song family dominated. This action also sowed the seeds of disaster for today's chaos.
Later successors also found that such a situation was not appropriate. It was difficult to consolidate the monarch's power, and the throne was like a puppet. They also tried to fight back, but how could the demon of power that had been released so easily be put back into its cage?
The Chu family, which was originally the arbiter, suddenly found itself a runner, and became the "arbiter" in the same position as the Cui family and the Lu Family.
Only then did they feel fear and panic.
They wanted to seize power, and they wanted to become arbiters again.
However, their efforts failed again and again.
After being hit on the head with a stick many times, the successors of the Chu clan also got used to such a situation.
And for hundreds of years, the Song family not only did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger.
The stronger the Song family was, the weaker the imperial family was.
The weaker the imperial family was, the more they needed the support of the Song family.
In the past, it was the Song family who wanted to marry their daughter to the imperial family, and later the imperial family begged the Song family to marry their daughter to the imperial family. Because they were worried that if the Song family did not do so, the relationship between the two families would become estranged, and the Song clan would have other ideas.
However, this was not the way to go in the long run, and was not the choice of the Emperor.
Chu Xianda had long been aware of the existence of this situation. When he was still the Crown Prince, he had already taken the initiative to befriend the Song family, maintain the Cui family, and beat down the Lu Family.
And when he became the Emperor, he took this matter to the extreme. Time and time again, he wanted to ask Lu Xingkong for military power in public, and Lu Xingkong also played the game of bargaining with the Emperor again and again — — and enjoyed it.
Everyone knew that Chu Xianda and Lu Xingkong were not on good terms, but they did not know that the two had already made a secret agreement.
The Lu Family was the Lu Family of West Wind, and the Lu Family of the Empire. But it was not the Lu Family of the Song family.
The Lu Family refused the Song family's solicitation again and again, and refused Prince Fu's goodwill again and again. In the end, they also forced themselves into a dead end.
Lu Xingkong did not approve of Chu Xianda's fierce reaction, and Chu Xianda dared not fight back fiercely. Because jumping out at this time to fight with the Song family would only lead to death.
They wanted to slowly cook the soup, wanted to cut the meat with a knife.
However, in the end, they could not compete with the old man of the Song family's keen eyes and deep foresight — —
After the Song family discovered the intention of Chu Xianda and the Lu Family, they immediately used thunderous means to eradicate the Lu Family, and change the Emperor's position.
Before the opportunity was not ripe, Song Gudu was trapped in the pain of breaking through to the next realm. The storm was coming, but in the end it was only a gust of cold wind and a few dark clouds.
When Song Gudu broke through the starry sky and stepped into the Astral projection realm, all the shackles were broken, and all the conditions were ripe.
Without any hesitation, Song Gudu immediately launched the most tragic coup d 'état and attack.
How wise was the Eye of the Starry sky?
Prince Fu stood motionless, looking sympathetically at Chu Xianda, who was covered in blood, and watching his struggle of life and death.
"The outcome has been decided, why do this?" Prince Fu gently shook his head. "Isn't it good to maintain some dignity of the imperial family?"
Bang!
Chu Xianda's head suddenly exploded.
His body still maintained the posture of rushing forward, and when he was exhausted, he fell to the ground with a 'plop', in front of Prince Fu.
It was like admitting defeat, but more like worshipping.
The Emperor of a generation, the Lord of the Empire, died in the hands of his own brother and minister.
Chu Xianda's death was tragic and even more humiliating.
Cui Xichen's body descended from the sky, pulling out a handkerchief from his bosom to wipe off the bloodstains on the handkerchief, and knelt down in front of Prince Fu, shouting, "Please ascend the throne."
Crash — —
On the ground, a large number of people knelt down.
"Please ascend the throne." Countless people shouted in unison.
Cui Xichen, the head of the Cui family, had personally killed the old Emperor Chu Xianda and was the first to stand out to welcome the new Emperor, and thus closely linked the Cui family with the new West Wind Emperor.
The flesh on Prince Fu's face twitched slightly, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, and quickly stepped forward to pull Cui Xichen up. "Duke Cui, why do you have to be so courteous? Back then, my ancestor once said, 'As long as Chu exists, Chu exists in Cui' … Today, I will repeat this sentence to Master Cui once more. As long as Chu exists, Cui and Chu will be one and the same. We will share glory and shame together. '
Cui Xichen bowed deeply, gratefully saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
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For the sake of safety, the West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda had long been taken to the lookout pavilion by his guards to rest. It was far away from the Sword God Square and the viewing platform, and even if Lu Xingkong and Song Gudu fought to the death, they would not be hurt.
Li Muyang, who was still collapsed in the middle of the Sword God Square, was very far away from the West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda, and his mind was completely focused on Lu Xingkong who was fighting against Song Gudu.
At that time, he did not notice the situation at Chu Xianda's location, and did not know that those people were so daring and dared to do such a crazy thing.
The nine generations of rebels will be executed. This was the most serious crime written in the law of the Empire.
If there was no certainty of success, who would dare to do such a thing? Even the slightest sign was extremely dangerous.
When Li Muyang saw that Uncle Lu Qingming, who was taking care of him, was looking into the distance, he also looked over — —
Li Muyang's body was weak, and the essential qi in his body had almost been exhausted.
However, after the fusion with the Dragon Soul and the baptism of the Dragon blood, his vision was different from ordinary people. He was able to see the situation of the lookout pavilion in the distance, and his every move was very clear.
When he saw the West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda arguing with someone, he felt it was very strange.
Within the Empire, would anyone dare to disobey this man?
Of course, in addition to Song Gudu of the Song family and Mu Dingyi, who had died in battle — — or Lu Xingkong, who was fighting against Song Gudu.
When Li Fu suddenly threw himself into Chu Xianda's arms and stabbed his chest, Li Muyang had already screamed out loud.
"They killed Chu Xianda — —" Li Muyang shouted. "They killed the Emperor — — how dare they do that?"
Crazy, Li Muyang felt that everyone in the world had gone crazy.
It was the first time he came to Tiandu, he did not know much, and did not know many people. But in this short period of time, there was too much information pouring into his mind, making him think, make him digest — — Some he could understand, but more he could not understand.
Why did they kill Chu Xianda?
Did they not want the Emperor anymore?
Why did they kill Chu Xianda? Were they not on the same side as Chu Xianda?
Lu Xingkong did not tell him about this.
Lu Qingming also did not tell him about this.
Perhaps, they still thought of him as an outsider, or as a child — —
However, when all these absurd facts were pushed in front of him, he felt completely sluggish.
"What the hell is going on? What's going on in this country? "Li Muyang could not understand. "Who is manipulating all this behind the scenes? Who is the invisible hand that is stirring up the wind and clouds — — "
"We have to get out of here immediately." Lu Qingming also noticed the scene, picked up Li Muyang from the ground and said in a hurried voice.
"Leave? Where to? "Li Muyang asked aloud. He looked at Lu Xingkong on the viewing platform. "What about Grandfather Lu?"
"This is Father's order — —" Lu Qingming's eyes were red, gritting his teeth. "He told me to bring you out safely."
"But what about Grandfather Lu?"
"Father has a way to get out."
Li Muyang anxiously pointed to Lu Xingkong's thin grey figure in the wind and snow. "If we go, Grandfather Lu will die, he can't escape from Song Gudu — —"
Lu Qingming hesitated, unable to make a decision.
He also knew that if he escaped with Li Muyang in advance, it would be difficult for his father to leave, and could only die on the spot like Mu Dingyi — —
On one side was his father, and on the other side was his son. He was in a dilemma.
Soon, he gritted his teeth and said, "Staying here won't help, but will increase Father's burden — — Let's go first, or we won't be able to leave."
As he spoke, Lu Qingming had already soared into the air with Li Muyang, heading towards the foot of Mist Mountain.
Snowball, seeing that Li Muyang was being taken away, chased after them with bubbles in its mouth.
The Wolf King closely followed Snowball's pace. Seeing Snowball run away, he also fled into the distance, bathed in flames. His four hooves soared into the air, as though he was running.
Prince Fu looked up and said in a cold voice, "Leave them here. If they resist, kill them. "
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Several figures soared into the air, chasing after the direction where Li Muyang had fled.
"Who dares to stop my General?" On the Sword God Square, several Generals of the Lu Family soared into the air, clasping their swords and charging towards the imperial court's masters.
Just as Elder Chengfeng was hesitating, Stone gentleman Shi Tao drew out his sword, pointing the tip of the sword at the Lu Family, and roared, "Lu Xingkong is guilty of rebellion, the Still water sword school will set things right, protect my new Emperor — — Kill — —"
"Kill — —" Hundreds of white-robed men drew out their swords, charging towards the Generals.
One side was clad in armour, the other in white.
The two sides fiercely collided.
The wind was howling, and blood was flowing.
On the ground, the snow white armour was covered with deep red blood, creating trenches after trenches.
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Boom — —
Lu Xingkong's body was once again sent flying.
His back slammed into the stone pavilion, smashing it to pieces. The huge stone pillar cracked, and then turned into a boulder that tumbled toward the canyon of Mist Mountain.
Just as his back was about to hit the mountain ridge, Lu Xingkong adjusted the Heavenly Emperor spear in his hand and rapidly thrust back. 'Kacha', the tip of the Heavenly Emperor spear was inserted into the boulder, and then the tip of the spear went all the way forward, straight to the end.
Lu Xingkong's back slammed heavily against the boulder, and then he grasped the shaft of the Heavenly Emperor spear with one hand, his body hanging over the cliff. Beneath his feet was the endless abyss of white mist and swirling snow.
"Pff — —"
Lu Xingkong spurted out a mouthful of blood again.
No.
Still no.
He had made several attempts to bring out the Heavenly Emperor spear technique of the Lu Family to the extreme.
But, it still didn't work.
There was still no way to hurt Song Gudu, still no way to achieve his intentions and goals.
If Song Gudu did not die, Li Muyang would die.
If Song Gudu was not injured, Li Muyang and the others had no hope of escaping.
Because Song Gudu, who had stepped into the Astral projection realm, was already a demigod. In the vastness of West Wind, there was most likely no one who could be his opponent, right? Who could stop him from moving forward?
One realm was a different heaven!
Compared to Song Gudu, the difference between him and Song Gudu was more than just one heaven?
Whoosh!
Song Gudu's figure slowly descended, and then landed on a protruding boulder, looking at him thoughtfully.
He finally moved.
In the face of Lu Xingkong's third spear, he had to flee from the viewing platform, and then fly into the air to face the power of the spear.
It was a spear that could destroy heaven and earth.
It was a spear that made people feel majestic and fearful.
"It's still not enough." Song Gudu stood there, the wind and snow unable to get close to him. His grey robe was spotless, and there was not a speck of snow on his shoulders. He looked at Lu Xingkong. "'Xumi spear' is more than that?"
"I'm afraid I have to disappoint you." Lu Xingkong said in a low voice.
It was a great irony.
He had done everything he could, but his opponent was still saying you have to work harder, you have to risk your life, I'm not satisfied enough, you have to give it more fuel — —
It was like a man had performed ninety-nine eighty-one positions on the bed, and the woman said with a look of disgust, "That's it?"
There was nothing more insulting than this.
"If that's the case, I'm afraid your intention will fail." Song Gudu said calmly. Like he was saying something that should be taken for granted. "You want to hold me back so that your grandson Li Muyang has a chance to escape, and want to leave more descendants in this world — — I'm afraid you won't be able to do as you wish."
"I'm not dead yet." Lu Xingkong gritted his teeth.
"Yes." Song Gudu said aloud, "We are colleagues, I am willing to give you another chance."
"As a subject, you are not loyal to the Emperor, but rebelled and plotted a rebellion. You will be recorded on the pillar of shame in history."
"History books?" Song Gudu's face revealed a rare smile. "That was written by my family."
"Shameless bastard."
Lu Xingkong had already made up his mind to die.
Just as Chu Xun and Song Gudu had said — — Li Muyang was a dragon.
"My grandson is a dragon."
He knew all this, he knew it better than anyone else.
When the two balls of light in the sky exploded, when one of the balls of light fell in the direction of the delivery room, when his grandson turned into a lump of charcoal, when he felt the powerful energy fluctuations around him, he knew that everything had become extraordinary.
However, as Li Muyang's grandfather, as the head of the Lu clan, he could only choose to bear all this alone, hide it deep in his heart, and cover up this secret forever. Forever and ever, he must not let anyone touch it, and must not let anyone uncover it.
He couldn't tell anyone.
He couldn't even tell his own son about it.
Because he knew that he could keep this secret forever, but his son, Lu Qingming, was the biological father of his grandson, Li Muyang. Lu Qingming could not bear all this, and as Lu Qingming's father, he was also unwilling to let him bear this.
With his own strength, he shouldered this heavy burden, as well as the rise and fall of the entire Lu clan.
He swapped the identity of his grandson with the daughter of a servant, and gave the name 'Lu Qiji' that he had long thought of in his heart to the child of the Li family.
He did not care about the blood ties, did not care about the grievances of his son, and did not hesitate to let his daughter-in-law hate him for more than ten years — — How much did that woman hate him? For more than ten years, he did not call him father, did not serve him a cup of hot tea, did not sew a winter coat, and did not even smile when he saw him.
He understood her, he tolerated her, and he even pitied her.
Because he knew that this was the reaction a parent should have.
He was the head of the Lu Family, the soul of the Lu clan, and the head of the entire interest group.
Countless people hated him, and even more people respected him.
But, in his own home, he was like a solitary monk, silently moving forward, pushing the family forward, and constantly moving forward — —
His grandson was a dragon, this was the will of the heavens, and he had no chance to make a choice.
However, when he had the chance to make a choice, he made the wrong choice — — He did not accept the kindness of the Song family, did not accept the goodwill of Prince Fu, and did not stand with those traitors.
The Lu clan started from a humble background, and it was the late Emperor who promoted him to the rank of Duke. The four words' loyal to the Emperor and protect the country 'were almost integrated into the blood of the Lu clan.
He was a soldier, a soldier would rather break than bend, and would rather die than submit.
It was this character that allowed them to lead the mighty army of the Kingdom to be invincible in the world.
It was also because of this character that forced him to not compromise with anyone, and forced him to do things that went against morality and his own conscience.
The Song family rebelled, Prince Fu rebelled, and the Cui family also rebelled — —
The best choice for the Lu Family was also to follow in the rebellion.
However, Lu Xingkong did not stand with them, but chose to isolate himself — —
In the struggle for power, one was either a friend or an enemy.
Therefore, the Lu Family suffered the joint suppression of the Song family and the Cui family. Lu Xingkong was not convinced, so they suppressed him even more fiercely.
Until the Lu Family perished.
As long as the Lu Family did not die, they would feel uneasy.
Killing Lu Xingkong was the most important thing they had to do.
Kacha — —
Lu Xingkong once again pulled out the Heavenly Emperor spear from the crack in the rock.
He once again charged toward Song Gudu with a spear in his hand.
Song Gudu stretched out his hand, and a huge blue sword appeared in the sky.
The huge sword fell into his hand, and as though it had eyes, it slashed toward Lu Xingkong's body.
Together with the spear, he wanted to split them into two halves.
Lu Xingkong raised his spear to block.
Clang — —
There was the sound of metal colliding, and Lu Xingkong's body was once again sent flying.
Compared with Song Gudu, an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, Lu Xingkong's profound cultivation base looked like a joke.
Bang — —
Lu Xingkong's body slammed into the ridge, smashing a huge deep pit on the huge rock.
Lu Xingkong's whole body was submerged into the ridge.
Silence.
A deathly silence.
Just when everyone suspected that Lu Xingkong had died in battle, there was a sound coming from the deep pit. It was an old man coughing violently.
The coughing grew more and more intense, as though he was going to cough out his heart and lungs. The coughing grew louder and louder, as though the majestic Mist Mountain was also coughing with him.
Kacha — —
Kacha — —
Kacha — —
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There was the sound of iron armour rubbing against the stone wall.
Lu Xingkong came out of the cave step by step.
He stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the majestic and inviolable Song Gudu in the sky, the corners of his mouth curved in a bitter smile.
Kacha — —
With a leap, he soared high into the sky.
He and Song Gudu stood opposite each other, one to the east and one to the west.
He looked into the distance, at the direction that Li Muyang had fled, his eyes filled with infinite reluctance, and even more the guilt and sorrow that he did not have time to express — —
Lu Xingkong raised the spear with his right hand.
The Heavenly Emperor spear pointed to the sky.
His left hand patted his head, pulling out a huge white ball of light from the top of his head — —
"The unity of man and spear." Song Gudu's eyes grew stern. "You have achieved the true unity of man and spear — —"
This was not the unity of qi and spear, nor was it the unity of thought and spear.
It was Lu Xingkong.
He drew out his three souls and seven spirits, and then injected them into the Heavenly Emperor spear.
Boom — —
The white ball of light and the Heavenly Emperor spear fused together. The Heavenly Emperor spear instantly erupted with purple light, and the body of the spear suddenly expanded hundreds of times, looking like a giant pillar supporting the sky.
The Heavenly Emperor spear had accepted Lu Xingkong's soul, accepted all of his strength and cultivation — —
At this moment, the Heavenly Emperor spear was Lu Xingkong, representing Lu Xingkong's consciousness, divine sense, and peak combat strength.
This was not the 'Heavenly Emperor spear', nor was it the 'Xumi spear'.
It was his comprehension of the 'Xumi spear', and the essence of his body was hidden in the body of the spear.
The Heavenly Emperor spear soared into the sky, and then with a whistling black flame pierced towards Song Gudu.
Lu Xingkong's three souls had been exhausted, and his seven spirits had been lost.
The flesh on his body was like a dead branch that had lost water, shrinking at a speed visible to the human eye. His eye sockets were sunken, his pupils were dim yellow, his black hair had turned white, and his nails had fallen off.
His body was like a goshawk with broken wings, like an exhausted and wounded goose, like the fluttering snow around him. Together with the snowflakes, he slowly fell toward the mountain stream.
Lu Xingkong, died in battle!
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