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Whether it was on the stage or in prison, King Yun was different from others. Now he was locked in an extremely solid iron cage, with his hands and feet in shackles. He was tall and sat cross-legged on the cold ground in prison uniform, his eyes closed with majestic, but his hair turned snow-white, a little messy, revealing his haggardness and even embarrassment.

Hearing the footsteps, the old guy opened his eyes and looked like lightning. Seeing Qiu Yu walking in the front, he immediately looked hatred on his face, his teeth clattered, and he wanted to eat the other party.

At first glance, Ji Yun's eyes were wet behind her, especially her white hair, which really made her feel distressed. Many grievances from the past disappeared at this moment, and only worries about her father's situation.

Ji Wuji did not find the daughter dressed in the entourage, and all her attention was focused on Qiu Yu and scolded viciously: "Little beast!"

Seeing that the old guy was so arrogant, the military officer behind shouted loudly: "Bold, dare to insult the commander of the Western Route Army. You are impatient and seeking death!"

Ji Wuji was stunned, stared at Qiu Yu's face, frowned and said, "Bad... What kind of commander is the little beast... The commander of the Western Route Army is Pan Yanzhao, the commander of the king's confidant, who controls more than 100,000 troops and is extremely loyal to me. Wait. He will soon lead the army to conquer the capital, and then he will tear you all into pieces."

There is no doubt that the old guy thought that the Western Route Army he had worked hard to manage was his biggest bargaining chip, so he had fantasies, hoping that Pan Yanzhao would rise up and rebel and lead his troops to come. At that time, the princelings were distributed in various places to respond separately, and the entire Yan State would fall into turmoil. After the capital was conquered, he would be rescued. At that time, he would personally lead the army to reverse the situation and eventually wipe out the imperial troops to achieve his goal.

It’s a pity that imagination is always beautiful, reality is too cruel, Ji Wuji is in a closed environment, and he doesn’t know what happened outside, and he is full of expectations in his heart.

The military officer scolded: "Go to dream. Pan Yanzhao, the former commander of the Western Route Army, led his members to rebel, was shot dead, and all the generals were imprisoned. Now the Western Route Army is controlled by Commander Qiu."

"What... Pan Yanzhao is dead?" In extreme shock, even Ji Wuji, who had experienced great ups and downs, could no longer remain calm. Huo stood up and shouted with a ferocious face: "Impossible, it is really hateful that you want to deceive me. Pan Yanzhao's cultivation is extremely high, and the Western Army is brave and good at fighting. If he suddenly rebels, the other three armies will definitely not be able to rescue him, and there is no force to resist..."

I have to say that the old guy is also a handsome guy. Even if he is in prison, he has a very accurate analysis and no mistake at all. His ability is admirable.

The old guy is really amazing! Qiu Yu is also very impressed, but in order to attack the other party, there was still a hint of sarcasm on his face and sneered: "You are right, but I forgot to count one person. With this commander in the capital, Pan Yanzhao's more than 100,000 troops had no chance at all."

At this moment, Ji Wuji's hair and hair were extremely angry, "Bad, what are you capable of? You have more than 20,000 people under your command. How can you resist the more than 100,000 troops? Don't gild your face, you will lie."

Seeing his father like this, Ji Yun couldn't help but sigh in secret, still dreaming. Is it so important to rule the world? He even dares to use his life to make a gamble. Why bother!

The old guy in front of him seemed to be trapped in a cage. He wanted to rush out at all costs to harm all directions, making Qiu Yu feel sad. It was really a matter of self-inflicted to be a generation of heroes who fell into this. Qiu Yu's face calmed down a little, "Am I lie to you?"

Ji Wuji suddenly thought of something, and his face showed excitement as if he was injected with chicken blood. As he danced, the shackles made a clanging sound, but it did not affect his mood. He laughed wildly: "I understand. It must be Pan Yanzhao who led the army to surround the capital. You guys are scared and want me to go out to rescue the siege. This day has finally arrived, and it makes me wait a lot."

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the old guy would have such an idea. He really dreamed of marrying a wife and thinking about good things. Even Ji Yun shook his head gently, "What's wrong with his father? He seems to be infatuated."

Qiu Yu was also stunned, curled his lips and said sarcastically: "You are thinking well."

A proud look appeared on the old face, and an almost fanatical gaze appeared in his eyes. Ji Wuji said aloud as if he was about to soar into the sky: "This is not a thought, but it really happened. Don't want me to stop Commander Pan from siegeing the city... But Qiu Yu, you have to think about your future. You kid are just a piece of material. As long as you kneel down and admit your mistake and swear allegiance to me, I will not investigate the past."

Is the old guy going crazy? A playful smile flashed in Qiuyu's eyes and he said happily: "Really?"

Ji Wuji thought the other party was really moved, and said more and more arrogantly: "Of course, after a series of struggles, I found that you are a handsome man. As long as you are loyal to me and fight back, we can join forces to destroy the court. Don't worry, you will definitely be promoted and promoted to the title and enjoy wealth and honor forever."

The old guy thought that his analysis was completely correct, and in order to win over the other party, he remembered something again, "By the way, aren't you good with my daughter Ji Yun? Then there is no worries. After the matter is done, I will become the new King of Yan. I will give you the prince consort and kill that guy Lang Haohan and let you be the prime minister."

A beautiful blueprint was presented in front of me. I thought Qiu Yu would be moved, but I never thought that the boy smiled strangely, "Wake up from the dream quickly. Pan Yanzhao is dead. The Western Route Army is not loyal to you anymore. If you don't believe me, look at this."

The palm spread out, and a simple and strange patterned ring appeared on it, which was extremely rare. Ji Wuji glanced at him and showed an incredible expression on his face because he recognized it. This was Pan Yanzhao's ring. For practitioners, ring rings are the most important thing and they basically do not leave their own body.

It was not until this moment that Ji Wuji really believed it. He sat on the ground with a look of no face and said in a lost voice: "Die, Pan Yanzhao is really dead, and the Western Army is gone... This useless waste, I will give the Western Army to him. It's really outrageous."

I thought I had a strong bet, but I didn’t expect that I had lost all the money. It is conceivable that Ji Wuji was in such a state of disappointment and was completely disappointed!

Putting away the ring in his hand, Qiu Yu looked over with a cold look and said in a deep voice: "Ji Wuji, you are no longer the prince, but the number one sinner of the Great Yan Empire. If you are honest in the future, you will have a chance to survive, otherwise you will be executed by lingchi."

Obviously, this is a deterrent to the other party, but it also means to let Ji Wuji stop thinking about his delusion and have a chance to survive. After all, he is Ji Yun's father, and Qiu Yu has to let him go for his life for the sake of his lover.
Chapter completed!