The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

"Brother Chen, let them fight for this kind of thing if they want to. No matter who becomes the emperor, it has nothing to do with us anyway. Let's just continue to play our own game."

Fan An, the devil king of the world, laughed.

Many old demons also nodded with a smile.

"No, we have to take care of this."

Chen Xuan shook his head directly.

He is the governor of the imperial court Xichang.

How could it have nothing to do with him?

What's more, Shangguan Yan's letter mentioned the matter of the Yaozu. He suspected that some Yaozu had secretly entered Beijing in an attempt to intervene in the struggle for the throne, so he asked him to return to Beijing as soon as possible.

"My good disciple is right. If we are still the same as before, it really has nothing to do with us, but now that we are all members of the imperial court, it has changed from the dark to the clear, so it has nothing to do with us!"

Lin Tianhai spoke.

"good."

Several people around also nodded.

"Okay, let's go back then."

Fan An said awkwardly.

He still hasn't changed his identity just now.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, and immediately ordered people to pack up his things, mobilized the army, and returned to God's Capital.

The matter of Emperor Bintian was deliberately suppressed by Shangguanyan, the Eighth Prince and others for two days, and it was not announced suddenly until noon on the third day.

The whole god was shaken!

Instantly caused huge waves.

The forces of all parties couldn't sit still anymore, and began to quickly contact the forces related to themselves to conduct inquiries and secret operations.

In fact, two days ago, some people from the Wangu family and the Martial Dao Sect already knew about the old emperor Bintian through the eyeliner in the palace, so now that the news came out, they were not surprised at all.

The entire land of the gods was plunged into a strange atmosphere in an instant.

All the gates of the various families and clans were hung with white plains, and the whole god was pale, and white sails were hung in front of every house.

Chen Xuan and others arrived in the capital of God that afternoon.

Their group of masters and great masters have the ability to fly in the sky, so they didn't waste much time along the way, but the [-] gods and fire troops can only rely on horsepower, and they don't even think about coming here without three or four days of effort.

At this moment, the capital of God suddenly seemed to be depressed. The originally lively and bustling streets were quickly cleaned up by the court. The streets looked empty and huge, and there were no small stalls daring to be placed here.

"Chen Shaoxia, you are finally back. Catcher said that after you come back, let me take you to see the First Prince immediately."

In the yard, Zhang Xiao quickly greeted him with a white cloth tied around his waist.

"it is good."

Chen Xuan nodded.

He placed the group of devils in the courtyard, and followed Zhang Xiao to leave the place.

"Brother Chen, what about the people of the White Dragon Clan?"

Gao Shun suddenly whispered through the sound transmission.

"Close it first, and after this matter is over, the old rules will be dealt with."

Chen Xuan responded and followed Zhang Xiao to leave.

Not long after, they came to a huge mansion.

Inside the mansion, there are hangings everywhere, paper money is all over the floor, and many maids and servants are crying softly.

Chen Xuan and Zhang Xiao walked all the way inside.

In the deepest part, two teenagers who looked to be sixteen or seventeen were practicing martial arts in the courtyard.

The two teenagers were both shirtless, their muscles were bulging, and they were dripping with sweat. One of the teenagers was holding a thick iron rod, and was slamming it hard at the other boy's body.

The boy who was smashed gritted his teeth, strode forward, and carried it down abruptly, his whole body was flushed from the beating.

"Hard, harder, keep hitting, it's not enough!"

He gritted his teeth and yelled angrily as he stood next to each other, "The third stage of the tortoise shell magical skill, I must break through today, and the third brother will continue to work harder!"

Bang bang bang!

The boy next to him swung the iron rod, and he was also sweating and out of breath.

Chen Xuan's eyes were strange, and he sized up the two teenagers.

This is the eldest prince's son?

Zhao Lintian's grandson?

Why didn't they feel any sadness when their grandfather died?

Also, are they practicing turtle shell magical skills?

The corner of Chen Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he and Zhang Xiao passed through here quietly.

Not long after, on the other side of the yard, a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old greeted him. His face was seven or eight points similar to the two people just now.

One could tell at a glance that he should also be the eldest prince's son.

"Catcher Zhang, is anyone here?"

The boy asked as soon as he came up.

"His Royal Highness, welcome, this is Chen Shaoxia!"

Zhang Xiao cupped his hands.

The boy's eyes lit up immediately, he looked at Chen Xuan, and said with a smile: "So this is the famous Chen Shaoxia, Chen Shaoxia, you have finally arrived, Father Wang and Catching God have been waiting for you for a long time, please come with me!"

He arched his hands and immediately led Chen Xuan into the depths of the yard.

The expressions of the two teenagers who were practicing martial arts with thick iron bars in the rear changed, and they suddenly looked back.