Chapter 374 Is There No One Left in Your Junyan Dynasty?
Luo Xue said with a complicated expression: "She is a good girl. You can go find her and renew your relationship after a thousand years."
Lin Fengmian smiled bitterly and said: "Are you sure she won't chop me to death? I think even slow slicing can hardly eliminate her hatred."
After all, to Jun Yunshang, Luo Xue and I are simply demons, right?
The little girl was helpless and wanted to live a miserable life, but she met a talented Tianjiao who escorted her all the way to the imperial city.
I thought she had met the prince of destiny, but who knew that he would kill her father in a blink of an eye and put her on the throne.
When he thought of his next plan, a scum like Lin Fengmian felt ashamed.
When the two of them killed the Sword Saint and beat the Supreme, wouldn't the mess left behind be thrown to Jun Yunshang to clean up?
With the Supreme holding a grudge outside and a pack of wolves around inside, how could she, a little princess who had lived carefree in the palace since childhood and had just come of age for a few days and whose cultivation was only at the foundation-building stage, withstand it?
"What a sin!"
Luo Xue also found that they were the worst villains, even worse than the legendary rapists.
After all, rapists can only steal jade and fragrance, but they stole hearts, caused trouble and ran away, and let people miss them for thousands of years, which is simply unspeakable.
If she was not in danger every day, and knew that this little girl would become the Queen Fengyao who ruled the world.
She wanted to tell the truth and take Jun Yunshang back to Qionghua.
But now Qionghua is a huge ship that is about to capsize, and it is difficult to protect itself. If she is taken back, she may perish with Qionghua.
The future will change by then, but is that really the future she wants?
Lin Fengmian said guiltily: "Luo Xue, you should take care of her and Jun Yan more."
Luo Xue said solemnly: "I will!"
That night, not only Lin Fengmian and Jun Yunshang couldn't sleep, but many people in Junlin City tossed and turned.
The former four princes' mansions
Jun Chengye and Ding Fuxia carefully hid in the secret room, fearing that Lin Fengmian would come to them.
Ding Fuxia looked at Jun Chengye, hesitant to speak, and finally asked: "Xiaoye, do you really want to take a risky move?"
After all, even Jun Aoshi, who was also a half-step saint, fell into the hands of that kid.
That was the famous Aoshi Sword Master back then, one of the mountains in the hearts of these people.
Jun Chengye's face was gloomy and said: "Uncle, I have no choice, are you willing to go to that damn place in Nanlu?"
Ding Fuxia naturally didn't want to go to Nanlu, after all, if he went there, the Ding family would be completely away from Jun Yan's power center.
He sighed and said, "Xiaoye, Tiansha Palace is willing to support you as the new emperor, but they require our Junyan to become a vassal of Tiansha Palace."
"Not only do they need to build a lower-level branch palace in Junyan, but my Junyan also needs to pay 70% of the income every year before they are willing to make a move."
Jun Chengye clenched his fists, but nodded and said, "I agree, but where are they? In three days, that girl will ascend the throne."
Ding Fuxia said in a deep voice, "Tiansha Palace said that the Nether Sword Saint is on his way and will arrive in two days. Then he will come to negotiate with you."
Although Jun Chengye was overjoyed, he was keenly aware that something was wrong.
After all, even with the speed of a saint, the Nether Sword Saint should not arrive so quickly when the teleportation array is closed.
Unless he has been lying in ambush in Junyan, it seems that Tiansha Palace has been coveting Junyan for a long time.
It's a pity that I don't have more room for negotiation, otherwise why would I be so passive.
Ding Fuxia sighed and said, "I hope everything goes well."
Jun Chengye smiled and said, "Even if the Nether Sword Saint is not a match for that kid, isn't there still the Supreme?"
"Uncle, don't worry, this time it will be foolproof. Have someone keep an eye on the Holy Palace to see if that kid has passed the tribulation."
Ding Fuxia nodded and said, "Okay!"
Jun Chengye's eyes were fierce, he clenched his hands tightly, and said coldly, "This throne is destined to be mine, no one can take it away!"
Three days passed in a flash, and the news that Jun Yunshang was about to succeed to the throne and become the Junyan Saint Emperor was announced to the world.
According to official statements, before the death of the Lingtian Saint Emperor, he passed the throne to His Royal Highness Yunshang, and let Ye Xuefeng succeed to the Saintly Throne, become the Saintly Lord of the Protectorate, and protect the Junyan Dynasty.
The world was in an uproar, everyone was dumbfounded, and it caused an earthquake-like sensation.
The news that the Lingtian Saint Emperor rode a dragon to the sky made everyone uneasy, and Jun Yunshang's succession made everyone drop their jaws.
No one thought that it would be this least favored princess who would take over the throne of the Holy Emperor of Jun Yan.
This is simply outrageous, it is outrageous to the extreme.
Moreover, the civil and military officials of the Jun Yan Dynasty had no objection to this, and their opinions were unexpectedly consistent, which is even more intriguing.
So under the propaganda of those with ulterior motives, the news that Ye Xuefeng had betrayed the emperor, assassinated the Holy Emperor Lingtian, and supported his woman to take the throne spread among the people.
Ye Xuefeng has become a treacherous and cunning traitor who deceived the princess and intended to hold the emperor hostage to control the princes.
But no matter what people in the world think, they can't stop the trend of the times.
On this day, under the attention of the world, Jun Yunshang, or Jun Fengyao, officially succeeded to the throne.
The entire Holy Emperor Palace was solemn and solemn, and the civil and military officials stood neatly and orderly in the square in front of the Yanhuang Palace.
Jun Fengyao was dressed in a fiery red special dragon robe, which made her look even more elegant and majestic.
There was no anxiety or uneasiness on her face, and she walked through the square calmly and calmly.
She naturally knew what people thought of her, and she didn't mind these rumors or how others viewed her.
After all, they were right. She did lead people to kill her father, and became the Holy Emperor of Jun Yan by virtue of his favor.
She did not rely on talent and virtue, nor on real ability, but on beauty and favor.
But they were wrong. He looked down on her.
What nights of revelry and sex, there is no such thing.
In her wild thoughts, Jun Fengyao accepted the salutes of the civil and military officials, and walked step by step to the altar in the middle of the square.
As long as she held the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky on this altar, informed the ancestors, and announced to the world, she would be recognized by the dragon spirit and officially succeeded to the throne of the Holy Emperor.
Jun Fengyao slowly climbed the steps and walked towards the position that countless people dreamed of.
But at this moment, her expression changed slightly, and she turned around and looked beyond the sky.
Almost at the same time, a sharp sword light fell from the sky and hit the formation of the Holy Emperor Palace heavily, causing the formation to shake.
A loud and crazy laugh was heard: "Let a woman who relied on her body to rise to the throne be the Holy Emperor, do you have no one left in the Junyan Dynasty?"
Zhao Ban and Wei Ting immediately protected Jun Fengyao and shouted: "Protect the emperor!"
The Golden Feather Guards reacted quickly and quickly took their positions to protect Jun Fengyao, fearing that she would encounter an accident.
Jun Fengyao looked calm and walked to the altar calmly, then slowly turned around and looked at the sky.
Her eyes were cold and her tone was calm: "Who dares to trespass into my Junyan Palace?"