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Chapter 307 The End

Fan Wu looked at the current crown prince of the Shangwu Dynasty in front of him with a bird's-eye view.

He did not expect that the prince of the Shangwu Dynasty, who had lived for who knows how many years, would actually show such a gaffe.

But then I thought about it, it was normal. After all, when the strength was not as good as my own, it was not surprising that the other party would react like this...

At this time, the prince of the Shangwu Dynasty couldn't help but secretly gulped after seeing Fan Wu's unresponsive reaction.

Just when he wanted to say something, Fan Wu suddenly spoke.

I heard Fan Wu speak in a very calm tone, words that made the prince of Shang Wu Dynasty shrink his pupils. Fan Wu said: "I am not interested in the throne, and I am even less interested in the so-called prince's position... In fact, I am not interested in the throne.

Logically speaking, I should not bother to care about the so-called grievances between you and me."

Because these so-called grievances are only the grievances between the original body and the prince of the Shangwu Dynasty. What does it have to do with myself as a time traveler?

He, Fan Wu, was not the so-called orphan of the royal family of the Shangwu Dynasty, he just had such a dispensable identity, and he didn't care about such an identity.

If it had been a year or two ago, Fan Wu might have thought about the day he would ascend the throne after learning that he had such an identity.

But things are different now. With his strength, is the throne important?

A so-called human dynasty like this can be destroyed as long as Fan Wu is willing and given a certain amount of time.

But the problem is...my own liar master took great pains to bring the original baby out of the palace and took care of him to grow up.

In the more than three years since he traveled back in time, the liar master had been lying to him, but he was still relatively caring.

No matter what, it’s here, but we can’t let the liar master who has been dead for who knows how long live in peace, right?

With the thoughts in his mind at this point, Fan Wu continued: "But Pindao, I suddenly thought of a person. This person made me have to take care of this matter and get involved in such grudges."

After saying such a sentence, Fan Wu slowly stood up from the gilded chair. Under the fearful look on the face of the crown prince of the Shang Wu Dynasty, he pulled out the Demon-Breaking Sword.

Fan Wu didn't even deliberately walk up to the opponent, he just lightly touched the air with his sword, and saw a bright sword light flying quickly in the blink of an eye.

The prince of the Shangwu Dynasty was horrified, and the expressions of the civil and military ministers behind him also changed drastically. A group of guards around him tried to block him but were unable to do so in time.

The prince of the Shangwu Dynasty suddenly felt that the scenery in front of him was spinning. Although he did not look back, he could see the group of people behind him, all of whom had shocked expressions on their faces.

Then he felt as if his head was falling to the ground, and the next moment his consciousness disappeared instantly, falling into silence, and even his soul was wiped out.

A large amount of blood spurted out from the broken neck of a headless corpse in the palace, dyeing the ground red with blood.

The headless corpse fell straight to the ground. After a few slow twitches, it stopped moving.

At this moment, the scene in the entire palace became deathly silent, and everyone was looking at a headless corpse on the ground.

"Gudong!" A civil servant in the Shangwu Dynasty couldn't help but secretly swallowed his saliva. Finally, he broke the silence and spoke with a trembling tone: "Your Highness... Your Highness...

...His Royal Highness, he...he was killed by Fan Wu, the Prisoner of the Dragon Guard..."

As these words rang out, the whole palace fell into an uproar. Everyone's face was full of shocked expressions. No one expected that such a big thing would happen in front of them.

No one thought that someone would dare to kill the current prince of the Shangwu Dynasty in front of so many people. Isn't this a bit too blatant? Does it mean that the Shangwu Dynasty is not taken seriously?

But if the person who did it was Qilongguan Fan Wu, everything would seem reasonable again, because Fan Wu of Qiulongguan really didn't have the need to take the Shangwu Dynasty in his eyes.

What happened at this moment, as well as the strong smell of blood that filled the air, made the civil and military ministers and some of the guards, eunuchs, and maids in the palace feel like they were in a dream.

For a brief moment, they felt that what they saw was not real, but if it was not real, why was it so real?

"You, you, you..." A minister with a white beard couldn't help but stretched out his hand to accuse Fan Wu: "You, you, you... why... why did you..."

But when Fan Wu's eyes moved in his direction, the white-bearded minister suddenly didn't dare to say anything, and the thousands of words in his heart were stuck in his throat.

He actually used his own power to overwhelm the civil and military officials of the dynasty, and he never dared to say a word in his entire life!

You must know that the Shangwu Dynasty can be said to be a hegemon-level existence in this area. Any dynasty that dares to block the expansion of the Shangwu Dynasty will be razed to the ground.

Who could have imagined that there would be such a frustrating day?

Being suppressed by one person, no one dared to speak!

At this time, Fan Wu continued to say: "Pindao, I'm done with my work. As for the mess in the palace and the imperial city, it's up to you people to clean up the mess."

After saying these words, Fan Wu left in a swaggering manner.

Anyway, this place is a very unfamiliar place to him, and he has no sentimental feelings about this place.

Compared to staying in the palace of the Shangwu Dynasty, it would be better for him to return to the Prisoner of the Dragon Temple of the Zhou Dynasty!

And no one in the entire palace dared to stop Fan Wu's steps.

No matter how loyal the guards were or how upright the civil and military ministers were, none of them had the courage of Master Fan Wu.

They could only watch Fan Wu leave in front of them, not to mention blocking the other party. Even if they were asked to say one more word, they would not dare to say more, lest they offend such a big shot.

It was also at this moment that they realized that so-called power was so weak in the face of absolute strength.

The dignified prince of the Shang and Wu dynasties, such a status is already high and mighty, right?

As a result, he killed immediately without any hesitation!

While they were extremely shocked, they also had their eyes opened.

"What should we do? Should we block the news in the palace? If people in the world know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been killed and His Majesty also dies, then the world will be in chaos, right?"

After Fan Wu left for a long time, someone finally asked this question.






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