Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 151 Siren Dad Ignorant and Ignorant 45
Back to the palace, Chengcheng and Lanlan came back, waiting outside the gate of the palace early.

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness."

The two sharks knelt down.

Fuchen looked at the two quietly, she was not excited when they reunited after a long absence.

"Are you following me, are you only following my orders?" Fu Chen asked.

The two sharks did not hesitate, "Yes."

"During this time, what did Shasha ask you to do?" Fu Chen asked.

The two sharks glanced at each other, lowered their heads, and did not speak.

Fu Chen looked at them, not surprised.Waving his hand, he swam into the palace by himself, "You don't have to follow me. Follow Rusha."

She doesn't need a single-minded servant.

Chengcheng and Lanlan knelt at the door, watched Fuchen leave, opened their mouths intentionally, but still couldn't say a word.

Fuchen wants to go to Shasha and ask about something.But he saw that the door of the inner room was closed tightly.

Fuchen stood outside the door, quietly looking at the door.

Never before.

Except for the palace gate, all the doors inside the palace are wide open.She can come and go as she pleases.

Sasha has no mate.

It is self-evident who this door is guarding against.

Fuchen went out of the palace directly, passing by Chengcheng and Lanlan who were still kneeling, "Tell him, I'm going back." He didn't stop.

The two mermen watched the little white merman swim his tail and leave towards the water.They looked at each other, guessing that His Highness might be angry.

Some things must not be hidden.

After landing, two black foxes ran out of the forest, one big and one small.

Seeing the floating dust, it turns into a human being.

Fuchen noticed that their necks had turned black.

"How is it?" Yaoyao asked.

In the ocean, on the way here, the floating dust has passed through his mind, and he roughly knows what's going on.

"Wait a little longer, I need to lure the fish to the bait." Fuchen said lightly.

"But..." Yao Yao looked at Shan Mu.Obviously, they couldn't wait any longer.

They've shown killing behavior, but because they're the only ones around.Small animals are also rare.Almost killed by them.

Basically they kill each other.When he woke up, he was covered in injuries.There are not many moments of sobriety.

Fu Chen took out the golden arrow he had carried on his back, "This one can restrain the demonic energy. You can decide how to use it yourself. I will do it right away."

Yao Yao held the golden arrow and frowned, very puzzled.

Fuchen returned to the country of Zit, entered the imperial city, found JMS, and asked to be enthroned immediately, and she wanted to be the queen.

JMS thought for a moment.

The king is old and weak, but he has no intention of delegating power these years, otherwise Quela would not be bothered to fight for military fame.

If he wanted to kill the king, Fuchen might not be the most likely one.

If now, when the voice of "Holy Maiden" is in full swing... JMS's eyes are firm, "It's possible."

That night, Fuchen led three thousand soldiers from JMS into the palace.

When she walked into the flashy hall, stepped on the colorful floor, listening to her "dong dong dong" footsteps, she stared at the old king in front of her.

He was sitting upright, with his hands on the armrest of the throne, his face was serious, wrinkled, and his hair was gray.The crown on the head is golden.

The king stared at the dust.

Fuchen looked at the king coldly, the sword in his hand was still bleeding.

Her magic gauze skirt still perfectly set off her beauty, like a fairy.All the stained blood was absorbed without any stains.

But the blood stained on her face destroyed her angelic cold face, and the sword in her hand reminded the king that the devil has the most beautiful face.

"My king, abdicate voluntarily." The king said.

Fuchen stared at the king without any disturbance in his eyes.Swing the sword and turn around.

The upper body of the person on the throne gradually tilted and fell to the ground.

But the lower body is still sitting upright, not moving, and the hands are still placed.

A high-ranking person who has been immersed in the throne for a long time has never kept his promise.

Fuchen didn't believe that the king would not be bothered about abdicating the throne.If the king had no means, Queila would not be out of power for a long time.

Learn from the experience of rustling, deal with it early, and there will be no future troubles.

The next day, clean the palace.

On the third day, the enthronement hall was held, and countless soldiers poured into the palace.The nobles in heavy finery squeezed into the positions placed by the rows of soldiers.

One by one can only stand in line, and the soldiers with knives stand at four points.

The aristocrats held beautiful and expensive fans to cover their faces, and they were all disgusted.The glances exchanged with each other were disgusting, but it was also obvious: Fuchen didn't need them at all.

Up and down, left and right are knives.

As long as there is any objection, it will be dealt with immediately.

There were still blood splatters on the grass.The smell of blood did not dissipate.

Naturally, I don't mind adding a little more now.

This feeling of not being taken seriously made the nobles unhappy.The king can change, but the nobles can't.

Wearing the crown, Fuchen walked along the long white road, stepped up the circular staircase, and stood on the balcony on the second floor, looking at everyone on the grass.

JMS appeared from the white road, walked over step by step, stood in front of everyone, and took the lead in kneeling on one knee, "Your Majesty the Queen will live forever!"

JMS is the head of the nobles, and one family is worth half of the nobles.

The nobles exchanged glances, and most of them knelt down immediately, "Your Majesty the Queen will live in peace forever!"

Kneeling together with her (he), there is also the head of the standing nobleman.

Fuchen glanced at the number of people indifferently, and about 1/3 of the people died.

She doesn't need loyal ministers from the former king's faction.

If the random flipper can still hesitate again and again at this time, it is even more unnecessary.So stupid.

No matter how much you die, you don't feel bad.

"Get up." Fu Chen raised his head and said loudly.

JMS led the nobles to stand up, and then bowed, "Your Majesty, a man who claims to be the king of the sea country has come to congratulate you."

Haiguo... Fuchen's eyes flickered, and it was you waiting.

"Please."

A man appears at the end of the white road.

As soon as he appeared, the nobles sighed secretly, except for Her Majesty the Queen, they had never seen such a stunning person.

The face is like the bright moon, the long white hair is like snow and satin, exuding luster, and the white clothes on the body seem to be embedded in the stars, shining faintly.

The visitor dragged a huge crystal ball in his hand, which was as transparent as water and reflected the sunlight.

Soon, everyone discovered that this person's clothes seemed to be made of the same material as the illusion gauze dresses that Her Majesty the Queen often wears.

They are all aristocrats, and they are all top-notch masters in appraising treasures.

The crystal ball is as rich as a country.

Clothes made of mysterious materials are the only ones in the world.

Everyone quickly confirmed that he was the king, and they were even more curious about where the Haiguo was, why they came, and whether it was as rich and powerful as the Zite nation?
Fuchen watched this person walking step by step indifferently.

The person who came also held his head up, and kept looking at her with a smile in his eyes.

I saw this person walking to JMS, holding the crystal ball in his left hand, covering his chest with his right hand, and bowed, "Your Majesty will live in peace forever."

Floating dust turned around, fell from the balcony, and landed in front of this person, holding his hands up, "Father."

Father!The nobles exclaimed in their hearts, and they dared not be presumptuous any more.

(End of this chapter)