In the square where Zhenguo Jiuding is placed, there are blazing bonfires everywhere. The color of the bonfires are all gloomy green, and the sparks fly upward in big puffs, swept by the strong wind, and converge into a shining pillar of light, slowly flying into the sky.
Go. What was burned in the bonfire was not wood, but long white bones. Near each bonfire, there were dozens of black-clothed witches, walking slowly around the bonfire, chanting incantations.
It became a dense buzzing sound.
A layer of green light was reflected on the Jiuding, and the huge cauldron had a terrifying smell in the dark, like a giant beast about to eat people.
A great shaman wearing a high crown held a blood-red jade cone, and slowly walked to the big cauldron in the center. He shouted loudly, and stabbed his heart with the cone. A stream of blood spurted out.
The tripod legs of the big tripod and the nine tripods suddenly made a huge sound in unison. The sound was like a bell and a bell, shaking the mountains within a thousand miles of Anyi City. The stars in the sky shook violently. Bursts of red light appeared above the nine tripods.
During the great prosperity, suddenly nine rays of red light shot straight into the sky from the mouth of the tripod, and the sky was filled with dark clouds for no apparent reason, rotating rapidly around the nine red light pillars.
The great shaman who sacrificed his blood to Jiuding howled crazily: "The appearance of our ancestors is a great sign of good luck! Our country, Daxia, is prosperous, but the people of Hainan are in trouble!"
Countless loud noises fell from the sky, hundreds of lightnings tore through the dark sky, and heavy rain fell crazily from the sky, as if the sky was falling apart. The roar of the nine tripods was huge, and the complex and ancient parts of the tripod were
The patterns seemed to come alive, wandering and circling crazily on the tripod. The vast and boundless witchcraft power spread from the top of the tripod in all directions, and all the people of Daxia inside and outside the royal court of Daxia were all horrified.
Kneel down towards the nine tripods and pay homage.
Maybe there are still some people who don't care about the authority of the Nine Cauldrons. For example, the eldest prince Pan Yi who is standing at the door of King Xia's palace is one of them.
Pan Yi wore a light golden luxurious robe today, which is a color that rarely appears on Xia people. The witches from all the major witch families particularly favor the three colors of black, cyan, and purple. Light gold? It seems a bit too flashy.
, does not conform to the aesthetics of the Daxia Wu Clan.
On the high corners of the eaves, several strings of copper bells swayed in the wind, making a crisp sound. As the heavy rain suddenly fell, silver-white water lines dripped down from behind the tiles, swaying in the wind. This building looks a little bit...
The main entrance of the dilapidated hall was made of dark cypress wood, which was plain and simple. However, the sounds coming from the hall were a bit unpleasant.
King Xia seemed to be chasing someone, and he kept making weird laughs like "chichi" and disgusting sounds like "little baby, come on". Then there was the sound of a human body falling, and his clothes were covered
There were sounds of tearing apart, and soon after, a very childish voice screamed. The screams of "yaaaaah" continued for a long time, and about half an hour later, a shrill howl suddenly came out.
Suddenly it calmed down.
What then subsided was King Xia's heavy breathing.
Then there was the sound of clear water in the basin, the sound of spitting out the liquid in the mouth after gargling, followed by the sound of clothes rubbing against each other and a series of footsteps. After a while, something came from inside.
The voice of King Xia: "Pan Yi, what are you waiting for outside? Come in."
Panyi responded, carefully adjusted the expression on his face, put on an extremely respectful smile, gently opened the door of the palace, lowered his head and walked in. As soon as he entered, a strong wind blew up from behind.
After coming in and blowing on the candlelight in the hall, Pan Yi quickly turned around and closed the door before several maids. Then he took a few steps closer and knelt on the ground. "Father, Pan Yi is here."
After saying that, he leaned down deeply.
There were three thick black curtains hanging down in the main hall, and a small space was separated in the middle. It was no more than three feet wide and about ten feet long. King Xia was sitting on a jade bed at the end.
He was wearing a middle coat and a black cloak, with an unusually satisfied red light on his face. He lazily raised an eyebrow and looked at his eldest son sideways for a while, then coughed: "Okay,
Get up, it’s not a good day outside, why are you here?”
Panyi stood up from the ground with a humble smile on his face and said obediently: "I came here to say hello to my father."
King Xia sneered: "I'm not dead yet!" Suddenly he became furious, casually pulled a piece of white jade from the jade bed beside him, and threw it fiercely at Panyi. A spark flashed on Panyi's forehead, and there was a loud 'dang' sound.
, the piece of jade exploded into pieces, but Panjiu didn't even make a sound, and quickly knelt on the ground again.
'Hehe, hehe', he sneered countless times, and then King Xia said calmly: "Get up. You didn't come to say hello to me."
A drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down Panju's forehead, and he said respectfully: "Panju is sending his regards to my father."
King Xia said "hehe" a few times, and casually grabbed a pretty maid next to him, and grabbed her breasts several times with his hands, and then smiled and said: "You have heard, Lao Jiuli
The credit is not small, so you are impatient! Tianwu killed three Dongyi sharpshooters, Laojiu personally killed five Dongyi tribal chiefs, Wei Ling Dongyi, the Dongyi people's big patriarch faction
People come seeking peace."
Amid laughter, Panyi lay tightly on the ground, not daring to move at all.
King Xia cursed angrily: "Old Thirteen is the one who tipped you off? Are you here to say hello to my father? Is there anything wrong with my father? Do I need you to greet me? What is in your brain? Brain matter? Or is it a stone?
?Huh? Even if you make excuses, you won’t be more beautiful. Say hello? If you clearly say that you are here to steal my father’s woman, my father will be happy! At least it proves that you, Pan Yi, are capable and courageous!”
He grabbed the maid's neck with one hand and threw her more than ten feet away. King Xia angrily sat cross-legged on the jade bed, pointed at Pan Ju and cursed: "Say, tell me, what use do you have? Huh? Just
How dare I let you look like this, well, forget it."
With a gloomy will-o'-the-wisp flashing in his eyes, King Xia leaned lazily on the jade bed and said calmly: "Tell me, why are you here this time? Is it because the business of your two chambers of commerce is losing money, or is it something you like?
Who else got a woman into bed?" Jie Jie laughed strangely a few times. King Xia blew his right index finger and said disdainfully: "Besides these things, what else will you do? Well? Tell your father,
What else can you do? Money, women, women, money, besides these, what else can you do? Raising an animal is more useful than you."
Kneeling on the ground and bearing the anger of King Xia, Pan Yi did not dare to speak even a word. This generation of King Xia is not a wise king or saint, but a complex complex of tyranny, madness, and hypocrisy. No one can
No one knows what he will do next, just like no one knows why he suddenly poisoned his most beloved concubines with poisonous wine.
After humming a few times, King Xia suddenly stood up, stepped off the jade bed, and stood in front of Panyi. His voice became very soft and kind: "Okay, Panyi, get up.
.After all, he is my eldest prince, and my father’s anger is just because he hates you for not living up to expectations.”
With a hypocritical smile, King Xia pulled Pan Kui to the jade bed, pulled him to sit down together, and then sighed: "Your ninth brother Lu Gui, look at him, he is only over forty years old this year.
But he attacked Dongyi in the east, conquered barbarians in the south, carried Hu Jie in the north, and led his army to fight several battles with the Hai people, and gained a lot!"
"But what about you?" King Xia pointed at Pan Yi's nose and sneered: "You go to the beach in Dongyi to catch beauties in the spring, go to the mountains in the north to explore for treasures in the summer, return to Anyi to do business in the autumn, and go to Yunmeng in the winter.
Ze is fooling around with barbarian women. Do you still look like a prince from Daxia? Do you know how high Lu Gui's prestige is in the army? What about you? Your prestige only exists in the Anyi Chamber of Commerce and the ears of those women.
inside."
"The ancestral rule is that the eldest son succeeds to the throne." King Xia said coldly: "But over the years, how many eldest sons have actually succeeded in sitting on the throne? The rules are rules, but what are the rules for?
Rules are meant to be broken! Just like the four major witch families cannot interfere with the affairs of the royal court. This is also the ancestral rule, but what are the four major witch families doing behind the scenes? Do you know? You don’t know, you loser, you know
What? What can you know?"
A dark jade knife flashing with will-o'-the-wisp phosphorescence suddenly appeared in King Xia's hand. He used the blade of the knife to slash Pan Ju's neck several times, and said with a ferocious smile: "Rules are dead, people are alive."
Yes, how can you outperform a living person with dead rules? You want to be the king, and the second child also wants to be the king, but what about the ninth child? Even the thirteenth child, isn’t he also making trouble behind the scenes? Who doesn’t want to be the king? But you,
Panyi, can you sit in this position?"
He grabbed Panyi and placed Panyi, who was covered in cold sweat with fear, on the jade bed. King Xia jumped off the jade bed, walked two or three feet away, and pretended to salute Panyi: "Long live King Panyi!
Long live! Haha, long live!" He suddenly flipped his wrist, and the jet-black jade knife cut through the air silently, and was deeply inserted into the backrest of the jade bed behind Pan Kou's neck.
"Look, even if your father gives you the throne, what can you do? Wait for Lao Jiu to kill you? And fuck all the women in your private room by the way?" King Xia shook his head and walked back to the jade bed.
, kicked Pan Yi off the bed, sat back on the jade bed, casually pulled out the jade knife, and slowly repaired his nails. "Useless trash is trash, and you can't even tell a lie.
Okay. Look at you like this, tell me, what do you want from me?"
He sneered a few times, and the light stream that rotated like a nebula in King Xia's eyes spun faster, and the cold light shocked Pan Yi speechless. "If you just come to say hello to my father, then you can get out.
Just now, the Jiuding of Zhenguo has shown the intention of the ancestors, good luck and good luck, and my country will have a long-term destiny in Daxia. I, the King of Xia, are in very good health. I can eat one hundred catties of meat per meal, drink two hundred catties of wine, and can still have sex every night.
A hundred women don't need you to say hello."
Waving his sleeves as if to shoo away a fly, King Xia said impatiently: "If you have nothing to do, go away. Laojiu beat the Dongyi people to pain, and they sent me 500 famous beauties from the grassland.
, Father is busy enjoying that, and has no time to play with your baby. Go, go, get out of here."
Panyi's eyes rolled around for a while, and he suddenly fell down on the ground and shouted loudly: "Father, Panyi has something to ask of you."
King Xia opened his eyes wide and burst into laughter: "Wouldn't it be better if you told me that you have something to ask me for? Come and say hello to me? When did you become so filial? I have a son who fucked a woman myself.
Do you know what you are thinking in your heads? Tell me, what is it? If it is a serious matter, my father will agree."
Before Pan Yi had time to speak, King Xia had already looked at Pan Yi with a ferocious smile and said coldly: "You only have a chance to say a word, so don't give me any nonsense."
It was definitely not nonsense. Pan Kuo kowtowed to King Xia repeatedly and shouted loudly: "Please let me lead the army to Western Xinjiang, father."
King Xia smiled, with a very proud and satisfied smile: "You are leading an army to Western Xinjiang? Well, I underestimated your ability. You already know the news from Li Wu Palace. Those little kids from the Wu family have already used that
Have you tried to force Hai Ren into an embarrassing situation?"
King Xia's laughter gradually grew louder. The more he laughed, the happier he became, and the more he laughed, the more proud he became: "What a trick. After fighting with the sea people for thousands of years, none of our leading generals in Daxia have ever tried it.
Poison all the water sources of the people! Even the leading generals of the Xiangliu family can only play with poisonous insects and the like, but this time, they actually used a few hundred doses of voodoo to trap the entire sea people's army. Hey
,hey-hey!"
He looked at Pan Yi and said with a smile: "After hearing about such a good thing, you can't wait to get the credit, right? Do you want to get the same prestige as Lao Jiu in the army?"
Panyi lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Father Wang Mingjian, Laojiu is gloomy by nature, and his methods are ruthless. He does everything meticulously and leaves no room for error. If Panyi does not seek to protect himself, Panyi will definitely die at the hands of Laojiu in the future.
I also ask my father to let me lead the army to Western Xinjiang this time. As long as I can achieve great success this time, Lao Jiu will not be able to touch me."
His eyes drooped, and two strange lights shot out from King Xia's eyes, and he said calmly: "You can lead the army, but it doesn't matter. The few words that the predecessor Tianwu said before his death made several people think...
A great witch is leaning towards Lao Jiu, do you think there is still a chance?"
Panyi said coldly: "As long as my father doesn't think the words of Tianwu are useful, they will naturally be useless. Then, Panyi will naturally have a chance."
His eyes slowly closed, King Xia leaned on the armrest on the side of the jade bed, and said in a low voice: "Well, this king is not easy to do. Wu Palace, Wu Family, Wang Ting. Pan Yi, what are you doing this time?
If you take the initiative to lead an army on an expedition, have you already found someone who supports you?"
Pan Ju was unusually honest: "Yes, and it's no less than Lao Jiu."
The corners of his mouth slowly raised, and the arc was a bit scary. King Xia's tone was very gloomy: "Very good, very good, my sons are always useful. As long as I live happily, no matter what happens after his death
What does it look like? Uncle Wang, you have wasted three years of your life."
He straightened up suddenly, and with a stroke of his right hand, King Xia made a flash of black light, and half of the bronze bear Lingfu appeared in his hand. After carefully stroking the bronze bear Lingfu for a long time, King Xia casually threw the Lingfu to Panyou: "Take it,
The Yinglong Army and the Canglong Army of the Wangting Ansi are all at your command. The Hanba Army, the Fengbo Army, the Yushi Army, and the Lei Zhen Army each lead half of their troops out. The Northern Expedition Order and the Southern Expedition Order, you also each lead out.
Lead the six armies and leave. A total of eight million troops can be gathered at your disposal."
King Xia's eyes flashed with cold light, he looked at Pan Kui coldly, and sneered: "Lu Gui holds an army of 40,000 people. Although he has the help of the Tianwu Palace, he can still intimidate the Dongyi people and offer tributes to beg for mercy. Now you have eight hundred in your hand.
With an army of ten thousand and Li Wu from the Li Wu Palace stationed in the western frontier, if you still can't beat the Hai people to the point of bowing their heads and begging for mercy, then you should give up the idea of becoming king."
Pan Kui was overjoyed. Holding Ling Fu in his hand, he knelt down respectfully and thanked the King of Xia.
The King of Xia smiled lightly and said, "After you lead the army, you will withdraw Xingtian Dafeng's army to Anyi. Legend has it that someone in Xingtian's family is very close to Lao Jiu, so let them hook up."
Panjiu's eyes flashed sharply, and he quickly said yes, then slowly walked backwards and crawled out of King Xia's palace.
King Xia, who kept sneering, slowly took off his clothes and suddenly burst out laughing: "Come here, I'm sending two young girls to the king. I haven't had enough fun yet. Hahahahahaha! Bring wine, bring meat, hurry up
Quick, get the woman here. Hahahahahaha! In life, you only want a happy life, no matter if he dies and the earth collapses. Hehe, you all want to be the king? Then let’s see who of you is worthy!"
