Hearing this, the queen's eyes were full of tears and a glimmer of hope flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Wu Wanqing trembled. If she could really eliminate the Dragon Resentment Poison in her body, wouldn't she be able to practice like a normal person?
Who would want to die if he could live?
However, under the hopeful gazes of the three of them, Mr. Su shook his head slightly and sighed: "We mortals don't even know You Ling Ji, let alone her master."
King Wu's eyes were red and he tried to hold back the tears.
Is there really no hope for my daughter?
No!
He doesn't allow this!
"No matter what, Wanqing cannot die, otherwise I am no king of Wu and no one is my father! Give me my order and send everyone to find the whereabouts of You Ling Ji. No matter who it is, as long as Wanqing can be cured, I, King Wu, am willing to bring down the great Wu Dynasty."
Give way!"
King Wu gritted his teeth and spoke solemnly every word.
"King Wu, think twice!"
"No, Father!"
Wu Wanqing and Mr. Su shouted at the same time.
Nowadays, the Dawu Dynasty is in ruins. If this news spreads, I am afraid that it will immediately attract pressure from all parties.
After all, there is only one piece of cake, and it would rather be destroyed than fall into the hands of others.
"I've made up my mind, you don't want to..."
Before King Wu could finish his words, a cold laughter suddenly came from outside the palace: "Haha, since King Wu has the intention to abdicate, how about surrendering to us?"
"who!"
King Wu shouted angrily, and the spiritual power in his body was instantly released.
The majestic momentum filled the hall.
"As expected of King Wu, his momentum is still as strong as before."
As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of spiritual power rushed toward King Wu.
puff!
King Wu spat out a mouthful of blood. He, who was at the first level of the Dao King Realm, couldn't even take one of the opponent's moves.
"King Wu!"
"Father!"
Wu Wanqing and others were shocked and immediately stepped forward and knelt down beside King Wu.
King Wu had a frosty look on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Vicious-faced scholar!"
"Haha, I didn't expect King Wu to still remember me."
After that, an old man and a young man appeared in front of King Wu and others.
The one who spoke was the young man wearing a white robe and with a feminine face.
This man's name is Poison-faced Scholar, and he is one of the ten generals of the Zhou Dynasty.
Behind him was an old man wearing linen clothes, who looked very inconspicuous.
King Wu's pupils shrank suddenly, and for some reason, he felt unprecedented pressure from the old man.
At the same time, there is still a trace of fear in my heart!
This is a master!
snort.
King Wu snorted coldly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up from the ground.
The aura of a king bursts out from his body.
"I don't care who you are, but you dare to break into our Dawu Dynasty without permission. Do you really think that our Dawu Dynasty is a soft persimmon? Come on!"
King Wu roared angrily.
However, there was no movement from outside the palace.
The poisonous-faced scholar smiled coldly, shrugged and said: "King Wu, are you looking for those trash outside?
I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you.”
There is really no need for the Dawu Dynasty to exist.
He just used some tricks, and those people outside the hall couldn't resist the three breaths.
This waste dynasty should be destroyed.
"You..." King Wu's eyes widened and he was about to roar.
But at this moment, the old man in sackcloth in the hall suddenly raised his head, his old eyes full of murderous intent.
"Noisy."
The old man in sackcloth appeared in front of King Wu instantly, and Wu Wanqing and others only saw him shaking slightly.
boom!
King Wu vomited blood and flew out.
"Father! How are you?"
Wu Wanqing came to King Wu's side with a weak look on her face, and her tears kept falling.
King Wu shook his head weakly, looked at the old man in sackcloth, and said with a sad smile: "I didn't expect that you, who is known as one of the Three Saints of the Northern Wilderness, would work for the Zhou Dynasty."
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man in sackcloth, and he said calmly: "Whose family will I eat and who will I help with work?"
The Three Saints of the Northern Wasteland?
Hearing this name, Mr. Su was stunned as if struck by lightning.
The ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the old Taoist Mai Yi, and the blind man Wuhen were called the Three Saints of the Northern Wilderness by everyone in the Northern Wilderness.
The former is the ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, while the latter two are casual cultivators and will not join any force at all.
However, now even the old Taoist Mai is on the side of the Zhou Dynasty.
"Heaven is going to destroy Dawu!"
Mr. Su sighed in a low voice.
King Wu also had a sad smile on his face. Will the once arrogant Wu Dynasty be destroyed in his own hands?
I am truly worthy of facing my ancestors!
"Venerable Mai Yi, you can take the life of my King Wu, but can you spare the life of my little girl?"
King Wu touched Wu Wanqing's face, his eyes full of doting.
Just facing the poisonous scholar, King Wu had no chance of winning.
Not to mention the old Taoist Mai, who is known as the Three Saints of the Northern Wilderness.
Even if everyone in the Dawu Dynasty gathered their strength, they would not be able to hurt a single finger of the other party.
Facing such a powerful opponent, King Wu was completely desperate.
"Haha, what are you thinking about? What we, the Great Zhou Dynasty, want is your daughter's true dragon luck. Only if she dies, the Great Zhou Dynasty can unify the Northern Wilderness."
The poisonous-faced scholar sneered.
At this moment, Mr. Su, who had been ignored by others, stood up, holding a jade talisman tightly in his hand.
"You two, can you please leave for my sake?"
Mr. Su said in a sincere tone.
The poisonous-faced scholar smiled disdainfully and scolded: "Looking at your face?
What kind of face do you have, old man!"
"I didn't, but it did!"
Mr. Su shouted in a deep voice.
After saying that, a burst of white light suddenly appeared from the jade talisman in his hand, and a word "Tao" appeared in the air out of thin air.
The poisonous-faced scholar squinted his eyes and said in a cold voice, "I never expected that you are actually from a Taoist sect."
Dao Sect is a force that cannot be underestimated in the Northern Wilderness.
Even the Great Zhou Dynasty generally would not easily offend people from the Taoist sect.
It's just because people from the Dao sect are spread throughout the entire Northern Wilderness, and among them there are many strong men at the peak of the Dao King Realm.
Elder Su held the jade talisman tightly and said in a solemn tone: "Su Ming, elders of the Taoist sect, can you please leave for my sake this time? Otherwise, I will immediately crush the jade talisman to transmit the Taoist sect. You, the Zhou dynasty, are usually arrogant and domineering.
The rebellion was even more violent and cruel, so aren't we afraid of arousing the anger of the people in Beihuang?"
"Old man, do you dare to threaten us, Da Zhou?"
The poisonous-faced scholar said coldly every word.
Old Su stared at him without giving an inch, his face flushed with anger.
"Okay! If that's the case, then don't leave me alone..."
Ga!
Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist Mai appeared in front of him in an instant, strangling Zhu Ming's neck with one hand to prevent him from making a sound.
"A small Taoist sect dares to speak arrogant words. Even the great elder of your Taoist sect will probably kneel down respectfully when he sees me, let alone an inconspicuous elder like you."
Mai Laodao said calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
At the same time, with a little more force on his hand, Su Ming's old face instantly turned purple, leaving only the whites of his eyes.
"Stop! What you are looking for is our Dawu, not Mr. Su!"
King Wu stood up and shouted angrily.
Whether it's to his daughter or himself, Mr. Su is always kind to King Wu's family.
Of course he couldn't watch Mr. Su die in front of him.
snort!
The old Taoist Mai snorted coldly and threw Su Ming out like trash.
The latter hit the stone pillar of the hall hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.