"It's over, Your Highness the Crown Prince! The movement outside seems to have ended. It has lasted for several hours and finally stopped!" In the palace, a eunuch couldn't help but screamed: "This... this is
Doesn’t it mean that the riots in the imperial city have also ended?”
Logically speaking, as an ordinary young eunuch, he is not qualified to speak loudly at this time, but at this moment, no one cares about his lack of etiquette.
Even the current prince of the Shangwu Dynasty did not care about the eunuch's espionage behavior, because at this moment, the prince of the Shangwu Dynasty stood up suddenly: "It seems that it is really over, the ground no longer shakes."
He immediately walked out of the palace. When he looked around, the scene before him was a mess.
There were some palaces in the palace. During the huge tremors, ferocious cracks appeared on the walls.
Some rockeries in the palace that were not particularly stable collapsed, and even some trees fell down. Some tiles on the roof of the palace could also be seen falling to the ground and breaking into pieces.
I also saw many little eunuchs and maids squatting in the corner with their heads in their hands, with lingering expressions of fear on their faces.
The prince of the Shangwu Dynasty was speechless in his heart. Although the place where the Imperial Master and the Prisoner of the Dragon Guard Fan Wu fought was not particularly far away from the palace, it was still quite far away.
The resulting impact actually caused such hardship to the palace.
He was even able to see some of the more unlucky little eunuchs in the palace being hit by falling tiles, causing their heads to bleed, which was horrific.
Of course, for him as a prince, even if hundreds of these eunuchs were smashed to death in the palace, it would not be a big deal.
"Who won? Did the Imperial Master win, or did Fan Wu, the prisoner of the dragon watch?" The current crown prince of the Shangwu Dynasty was most concerned about this issue. In fact, in his heart, he was more inclined to perish together, and both of them died.
it's the best.
Of course, even if you win, you know that this is impossible. The probability is really too low.
If you bet on this probability, you might as well bet that you will suddenly ascend to immortality in the next moment, and you will not be an ordinary immortal, but directly become the Jade Emperor in heaven.
The prince of the Shangwu Dynasty waited patiently in the palace for more than an hour, and he finally received news that shocked him - the imperial master was defeated!
Such a piece of news stunned him, and he couldn't help but send a group of people again to confirm the authenticity of the news.
Then when that group of people came back, he knew the news was true.
"Hiss! The imperial master was defeated? Fan Wu of Prisoner of the Dragon Palace won?" The current prince of the Shangwu Dynasty couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He didn't know whether he should be happy or worried.
To be honest, he was very happy in his heart, because it meant that he was finally no longer a puppet prince. If he became an emperor in the future, he would not become a puppet emperor, because the person who could control him no longer existed.
But he also has a worry, because after Fan Wu, the prisoner of the dragon watch, takes care of the national master, will the other party stop there?
Or... does the other party have other purposes? If the other party has other purposes, and the other party's purpose is unacceptable to him, what should he, the prince, do?
…
at the same time.
Even the prince of the Shangwu Dynasty who was in the imperial palace had received news of the defeat of the imperial master, let alone the various aristocratic families in the imperial city.
The aristocratic families in the imperial city were all extremely concerned about this unprecedented battle, but the outcome of the battle was unexpected by everyone.
"Hiss... How could it be that the Imperial Master lost, and how could Fan Wu, the prisoner of the dragon, win? Even such a powerful Imperial Master has no way to stop that guy? And you have
Didn’t you notice that the National Master who was in that area seemed to be very strange?"
"Not only is it very strange, the National Preceptor who was fighting with Fan Wu of Qilongguan at that time looked like a very terrifying demon! No matter it was the aura exuding from his body or his true face revealed
, they all look like a monster!”
"A demon? I don't think he looks like a demon, but more like an evil god! That's all... whether he is a demon or an evil god, he is not a normal person anyway."
"How could this be? Is that really our National Master? How could he be a demon, how could he be an evil god? If he is really, doesn't it mean that we have been deceived by him?
How long has it been?"
"If he is a demon, if he is an evil god, does everything he has done before have another purpose? Have we become a tool for him to use?"
"..."
It wasn't until they saw the true face of the Shangwu Dynasty's imperial master that the heads of these aristocratic families suddenly woke up.
They are all very frightened. Who would have thought that the person they support is actually a demon, or even an evil god!
And they have such respect and respect for such an existence? Thinking of this, their faces felt a burning pain.
I feel like a fool being tricked around by a demon or an evil god.
Does that mean that the two brothers Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu are not actually talking nonsense, and they may have actually seen the true face of the national master?
In other words, they misunderstood the two brothers from the beginning to the end. From the beginning to the present, the real fools are not the two brothers, but these people?
Ah this...
They really want to find reasons to excuse themselves, but they can't find any reasons.
…
"Why hasn't Master Fan Wu come back yet? He should have defeated the national master in this battle, right?"
Xing Fengzi looked into the distance and murmured to himself: "There shouldn't be any accidents. Is it possible that Master Fan Wu has anything else to be busy with?"
This group of people also knew that Fan Wu had won, and they had been waiting here for a long time, but in the end they did not wait for Fan Wu.
Yun Jiuqing suddenly thought of something, and she said: "Don't forget, the biggest reason why Master Fan came to the Shangwu Dynasty."
Xing Fengzi was stunned, and then he suddenly realized: "I should know about that trail, where Master Fan Wu is now."
Yan Dalong couldn't help but ask: "Brother Fan Wu, where is he?"
Xing Fengzi and Yun Jiuqing said in unison: "Imperial Palace!"
…
Shangwu Dynasty, Royal Palace!
The prince of the Shangwu Dynasty was sweating profusely as he listened to the news brought to him by those below.
Because these messages were the details of the battle between Fan Wu and the Immortal Lord of Misfortune, the details of the battle made his hair stand on end just listening to them.
The prince of the Shangwu Dynasty could not imagine what he would do if such a person appeared in front of him.
Sudden.
Just then.
He heard a panicked cry: "You...who are you? Why are you here?"