"Brother Wang!...Is it really my brother Wang?"

Xiong Zhuang was shocked by Xing Lao's words and was a little at a loss. He had long believed in his heart that this king was Xing Lao. Only Xing Lao was the most qualified candidate, because he had been at the peak of handsome level for more than forty years.

"How is that possible? Brother Wang has reached the peak of the handsome level for less than twenty years, and he has to work hard on state affairs..."

It took Xiong Zhuang a long time to recover and murmured to himself.

"Xiao Pang, what do you mean? Your brother Wang is working hard on state affairs and has no time to practice, so he has become a king. Then I am idle and have nothing to do. Should I be surpassing the king level long ago?...I have been in vain for all these years, right?"

Old Xing squinted his eyes and looked at Xiong Zhuang with a smile.

"Uh... I'm sorry, Mr. Xing, I didn't mean that. I just thought it was too incredible." Xiong Zhuang said embarrassedly.

He was excited for a moment, and Xiong Zhuang was a little incoherent and was teased by Mr. Xing.

"Although Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, in the face of Jia Benguo's repeated provocations and the eye of their king-level strong men, he must improve his cultivation as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, Mr. Xing's eyes shone with admiration.

Over the past decade, Your Majesty has tried his best to maintain a modest attitude. Under Jia Benguo's aggressive aura, he has no hesitation to agree to Prince Guidan's proposal on the surface.

The purpose is to temporarily stabilize them and buy time for yourself... Fortunately, Your Majesty has unique resources, which is of great benefit to practice.

His Majesty carries the fate of the Luoying Kingdom. Under the tremendous pressure of invaders outside and colludes inside, he has to act in a low-key manner.

Even his own flesh and blood were cruelly sent out of the palace and announced to the public that the little princess was missing.

...And we also secretly investigate the ministers in the court, which can bear great responsibilities and which can be used by the enemy.

"Xiao Pang, you are away all year round. Although you understand Your Majesty's situation, you also try your best to help you secretly."

"But more things must be done by Your Majesty. Although there are many loyal ministers and good generals in the court, who dares to show off his edge when the enemy is not exposed? ... Since it can be used by Jia Benguo, this person must be of high power and has no secrets."

"...There are many ministers who are worried and dare not act rashly. Those officials who received the secret order of His Majesty are also cautious in their actions, fearing that they will alarm the snake, and the entire royal city is covered with a depressing atmosphere."

"You prince, you have been a hand-off manager for decades. You should have been free and happy. Now you should do something for Your Majesty and the Kingdom of Luoying..."

"Old Xing, this time I came back, just to fight against foreign enemies with Brother Wang and do something for the people of Luoying Kingdom... but I haven't seen Brother Wang until now."

Mr. Xing's words made Xiong Zhuang feel cold sweat when he heard this.

Although I have been paying attention to it over the years, I have even blamed my brother for being too cruel. Not only did I agree to Prince Guidan’s proposal, but I also didn’t even take good care of his little princess and his whereabouts were unknown.

But I never thought that there were so many reasons for this.

He has always been away from the palace and is praised as a moral model, but the king's brother endured humiliation and endured it alone. Xiong Zhuang couldn't help feeling ashamed.

Choosing to let go requires courage, but being brave enough to bear, but even more so it requires responsibility. Letting go is naturally relaxed, and enduring is inevitably heavy.

The taste is not something that can’t be understood by the witnesses, and it is even more difficult for bystanders to know the gains and losses.

"Your Majesty had expected this, and I will take you to see Your Majesty now." Xiong Zhuang's reaction was seen by Mr. Xing.

His Majesty has always been very expecting Xiong Zhuang, saying that he seems unruly and cynical, but his mind is very meticulous. If he uses his dull appearance as a cover, he will easily confuse the enemy.

"Okay." Xiong Zhuang said impatiently, but turned his head to look at Yi Chen, as if he was embarrassed.

"I just happened to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Huamubao everywhere, so I won't be with you..."

Yichen knew that His Majesty the King was in a difficult situation, inconvenient and unwilling to meet strangers, so he understood Xiong Zhuang's dilemma very much, so he spoke out to help.

"No, you have to go too." Before he finished speaking, Mr. Xing stopped him and his attitude was very firm:

"You are the one appointed by Your Majesty to meet, and it is even more important than Xiaopang. If you don't go, how can I explain to Your Majesty? Brother Hou and Erlong, let's go together."

"I'm going to meet me...No."

Yichen said in surprise: "I have never seen your king before, and I am not from Luoying Kingdom. How could he know me?"

"Yes, how did Brother Wang know my boss?...Well, both sides are bosses...I mean, they can't know each other, why are they still 'specified'?"

Not only Yichen was surprised, but even Xiong Zhuang was confused.

"Haha, Xiaopang, I have to admire you. I have accepted such a young boy as the boss, and he is very courageous, but he has a lot of vision. He does have the potential to be the boss... After seeing His Majesty, you will naturally know the answer."

Mr. Xing seemed to know the reason, but he did not point it out, but instead urged the four of them to set off quickly.

There was a barrier hidden in some inconspicuous place in Huamu Fort. After being untied by Xing Lao, a huge hole suddenly appeared.

I meandered along the cave. After an hour, it seemed to be at the end. The surroundings were full of hard rocks, and the passage ended abruptly.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Xing is looking for a meeting." Old Xing knocked his hands on a corner of the stone wall three times and said to it.

Squeak

The originally dense and sturdy stone wall opened from the middle to both sides with the sound of Xing Lao.

The five people suddenly realized the glorious and majestic palace was presented to everyone.

"Please come in with Mr. Xing! The Lone King has been waiting for you for a long time." The voice came from somewhere in the palace, thick and magnetic.

"Yes!" Xing Lao was familiar with the door and led the three of them around several maze-like buildings, and went straight to the door of a seemingly ordinary palace.

hiss

As soon as they entered the door, Yi Chen and others felt an indescribable aura coming to their faces, and they entered their bodies freely, returning to their dantian through their limbs and bones.

The self-defense function in the body did not show any resistance, and allowed the external invasion to wander around.

Just blinking, Yichen suddenly felt relaxed and happy, his whole body seemed to have been much more relaxed, and his mind was particularly clear.

Not only that, wherever the breath passes, it is like a dew, rinsing and washing the dirty and tired body in all directions, and the limbs and bones are immediately smooth.

Not only does it wash away the dirt on the body, but it also cleanses the impurities in the soul. Yichen feels like he is transformed.

What a rich spiritual energy! It is even more intense than the spiritual energy of the Yunxiao Secret Room of Xuantian Sect.

A man sat upright on the golden dragon chaise in the hall, his face was like a heavy date and his eyes were like a star. He was wearing a yellow robe and a golden dragon coiled around him. His body was huge and fat, and his eyes were deep and powerful.

This person is naturally His Majesty Mu Zi, the king of the Kingdom of Falling England.

"Son Xinghou greets His Majesty..." Xing Lao Rui Yichen and others were about to bow and bow, but before their bodies were bent down, they were lifted up by a gust of wind.

"This is not a court, so there is no need to be restrained. Haha, Xiaopang is back, it's great, just sit down."

Mu Zi raised his hand and flew six golden seats out of thin air, landing in front of the five people in turn, but there was a chair empty in the middle.

This move is a bit like a magic trick to capture objects from a distance, and is not a difficult task for a strong man above the War Commander.

But why do you need an extra chair? Is His Majesty the King excited and the calculation is wrong?

"Brother Wang, Xiaopang blamed you wrongly before."

Xiong Zhuang didn't care about these things at all. His eyes were sore and he started to blame himself as soon as he came up.

Although he often contacted me through the Shin-Yuan, he hadn't seen him for several years, and his voice was choked when he spoke.

"Don't say those."

Mu Zi stopped Xiong Zhuang, turned to Yichen with a smile and said, "This person should be Yichen's nephew."

Seeing his younger brother whom he had not seen for many years, His Majesty the King just dealt with it at will, but instead favored Yichen.

Xiong Zhuang was a little embarrassed and was stunned.

"My younger generation, Yichen, have seen His Majesty the King."

Yichen hurriedly stood up and bowed and replied.

When they met, Mu Zi was as kind as an elder, and his admiration made Yichen even more confused.

I have never met and have no connection, so why are I so intimate?

"Nephew?... Brother Wang has a relationship with him, or do he know his elders?"

Xiong Zhuang was very surprised that this title was too late and could not accept it for a moment, so he asked in a slight manner.

"I don't have any origin and don't know each other. At my age, can't I call him a nephew?...What's your business?"

Mu Zi looked at Xiong Zhuang angrily, thinking he was troublesome.

"Of course not! Take advantage of me for no reason, what do you mean?"

Xiong Zhuang stood up from the chair with a "swish" sound, staring at Mu Zi like a copper bell.

If there is a connection, it would be fine. At most, I can endure it and say less, and forget it if I suffer a loss.

However, it has nothing to do with it. Mr. Xing is already a hundred years old and still calls him Brother Yichen, but you run up and call him Yichen nephew. Is this Your Majesty crazy?

"What's wrong with you Xiaopang? You took the wrong medicine? What's the name of me? I'm happy. If you talk too much, I'm not polite."

Mu Zi, who was originally sitting on the dragon throne in a sturdy manner, is not willing to be outdone at this moment.

After all, I am His Majesty the King. You, the younger brother, actually accused everyone in front of everyone. It’s simply outrageous!

"You just took the wrong medicine. Xiaopang Xiaopang, are you fatter than you? I haven't seen each other for so many years, and you can't get along with me as soon as you meet."

Xiong Zhuang said angrily: "Do you know what I have to do with Yichen? He is my boss, we are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are 'nephews', do you understand the rules?"

The harmonious atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the two brothers refused to give in and started arguing.

The reason is just for a title. If it is spread, it will probably greatly reduce the image of the royal family of the Luoying Kingdom.

This was beyond Mu Zi's expectations. He finally understood Xiong Zhuang's meaning.
Chapter completed!