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Lan Xinyu screamed, and hurriedly hugged Lin Qingshu, looking up and down with concern, for fear that Lin Qingshu had been hurt in any way.

"Xinyu, my daughter, you are finally back, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine."

Lin Qingshu stroked Lan Xinyu's cheek excitedly, and said with moist eyes.

"See the pavilion master!"

"Congratulations, Pavilion Master, on his triumphant return!"

Lan Jian knelt down on one knee and bowed respectfully to Feng Wuhen.

"Get up."

"Are you okay?"

Feng Wuhen glanced at Lan Jian, and asked lightly.

Lan Jian shook his head, indicating that he was fine, then turned his head to look at Lan Muling and the others with a fierce look in his eyes.

Feng Wuhen turned around slowly, and looked at Lan Muling who was sitting on the slump, his eyes were instantly enveloped by murderous aura.

"I have given you many chances, but you are testing my bottom line again and again. Do you have to kill you before you are willing to let it go?"

As Feng Wuhen spoke, he walked slowly towards Lan Muling.

He was a little surprised, it was already at this time, Lan Muling was still sitting there steadily.

But what he didn't know was that at this moment, Lan Muling had already been terrified and unable to move, otherwise he would have run away long ago.

"What are you going to do?! He is the prince of the Lingdu Dynasty! If you dare to kill him, no one in the Lingdu Dynasty will let you go!"

Seeing Feng Wuhen approaching Lan Muling, Qiao An, who was standing next to Lan Muling, got the courage from nowhere, pointed at Feng Wuhen and shouted loudly.

Although his outstretched hands and lips were still trembling slightly.

"Yes, from this point of view, you are a loyal enough slave."

Feng Wuhen froze for a moment, turned to look at Qiao An, said with a smile, and nodded approvingly.

But then, a knife flashed by!Then I saw Joan's skull rolling to the ground!

Although he is loyal enough, it does not constitute a reason for Feng Wuhen not to kill him.

This time, Feng Wuhen didn't use the Soul Refining Knife, he just wanted to let Lan Muling watch the scene where the head fell to the ground with his own eyes, so that Lan Muling would know what the ultimate fate would be if he made progress.

Joan is dead.

Lan Muling trembled all over, looking at Feng Wuhen who was walking towards her again, she was so depressed that she could hardly breathe.

"Sir, save me!"

The trembling Lan Muling turned his head with difficulty, looked at the man in black robe standing beside him, and said with trembling lips.

The man in black didn't speak, but took two steps forward silently, frowning and looking at Feng Wuhen.

He is not loyal, but because he knows that Feng Wuhen has already seen through his identity and will not let him go, so he can only fight.

"Sacred Talisman Order? You are indeed from the Heavenly Palace of the Divine Realm."

"If you guessed right, you should be the Xuanji Divine Judge who ranks last among the three great divine judges, right?"

Feng Wuhen took a look at the black-robed man, and asked indifferently.

He had already discovered that there was a master lurking beside Lan Muling, but he didn't expect it to be one of the three great masters.

"If you offend Shenyu Tiangong, you must die, and you can only die!"

The Earth God Tailor gritted his teeth, looked at Feng Wuhen and said coldly.

Hearing the words of the God of the Earth, Feng Wuhen smiled.

"I know that the reason why your Shenyu Tiangong chose to support Lan Muling is for the most precious dzi beads of the Lingdu Dynasty. Don't you really want to be human?"

"Even if you really become a fairy, so what?"

"Since there is a demon god who can slay immortals thousands of years ago, it proves that immortals will also die. Even if you become immortals, I can chase you to the gate of heaven and kill all of you!"

Feng Wuhen looked at the god of the earth, and said disdainfully, with no false confidence on his face.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Diji Shentai was shocked, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't expect Feng Wuhen to know all this.

"Then I will kill first!"

Immediately afterwards, the God of the Earth's Extremes hesitated, gritted his teeth and said.

After hearing his words, Feng Wuhen smiled again.

"If you had come to kill me when I first arrived in Lingdu City, there might still be a chance, but now, killing you is as easy as crushing an ant."

Feng Wuhen looked at the god of the earth, shook his head and said, he is invincible.

The god of the extreme earth snorted coldly, and suddenly rushed towards Feng Wuhen without warning, and the talisman in his hand pierced Feng Wuhen's throat like lightning!

This move, he has used all his strength!

Because he may only have this chance to make a move!

But at the moment when the God of the Earth's Extremes rushed in front of Feng Wuhen, Feng Wuhen suddenly disappeared!Just like that, he disappeared from everyone's sight!

Diji Shencai was taken aback, and hurriedly looked around, holding his breath, looking for the trace of Feng Wuhen!

But in an instant, Feng Wuhen had appeared behind him!

Sensing the killing intent coming from behind, the God of the Earth's Extremity had no time to think, turned around, and then stabbed the magic talisman in his hand back fiercely!

"Uh!"

But it's too late!

There was a muffled groan, and then everyone present found that the knife in Feng Wuhen's hand had pierced through the chest of the God of the Earth!

A knife that was not out of its sheath, only pierced the heart of the God of the Earth!

The God of Earth's Tails widened his eyes in horror, and fell straight backwards. The talisman order in his hand couldn't help but fell off, and then fell heavily on the ground, swallowing his last breath.

Until the moment of his death, he didn't believe that he could not survive a single move under Feng Wuhen's hands!

With a flick of a finger, Feng Wuhen has already killed another person!

At this moment, no matter who he wants to kill, it seems that no one can stop him.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuhen turned his head to look at Lan Muling again, and continued to walk slowly.

"That's what happens when you piss me off."

"Do you know how to write the word dead?"

Feng Wuhen stared into Lan Muling's eyes, and asked faintly as he approached slowly.

Lan Muling trembled violently, and couldn't help but slipped from the slump, her expression twisted, her eyes full of fear and despair.

He calculated everything, but he didn't calculate that there would be an ending like today.

Who would have known that a person like Feng Wuhen would suddenly appear in Xianqing Continent, who would be able to make the five forces of Xianzong, Shenyu Tiangong, Demon Race, Desolate Race, and Lingdu Dynasty all come together in such a short period of time? All down?

Is it fate?

Or Haotian's arrangement?

But all of this is not important to a dying person...

Chapter 342 Deposing the Prince

Prince. Palace.

"Don't kill me... I was wrong..."

"Please, let me go...I can give you whatever you want..."

Seeing Feng Wuhen getting closer, Lan Muling begged tremblingly.

But Feng Wuhen no longer paid attention to it, and slowly pulled out the Snow Wolf Saber.

"Pavilion Lord!"

At this moment, Lan Xinyu's voice suddenly sounded from behind Feng Wuhen, and then he saw Lan Xinyu kneeling on the ground suddenly.

"I beg the Pavilion Master to let him survive."

Lan Xinyu said respectfully.

Hearing Lan Xinyu's words, Feng Wuhen could not help but stop the Snow Wolf Knife that was about to be swung in his hand, turned around and looked at Lan Xinyu hesitantly.

"why?"

He didn't expect Lan Xinyu to intercede for Lan Muling.

"He can't die now, the father is seriously ill, and the civil and military officials of the whole court have already taken refuge in him. If he dies, the court will be in chaos!"

"The Desolate race is about to overwhelm the border with an army, so the court situation must not be chaotic, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable."

Lan Xinyu lowered her head and said sincerely.

She didn't want anything to go wrong in the country her father laid down. Although she had hated Lan Muling deeply for a long time, for the sake of the overall situation, she could only let go of her grievances for the time being.

On the way back to Lingdu City, Feng Wuhen had already told Lan Xinyu what Feng Li had told him.

Lan Xinyu also knew all of Lan Wuxian's difficulties over the years. Although he didn't say anything, he had already begun to forgive Lan Wuxian in his heart.

Born in the emperor's family, there is so much helplessness, and many times I can't help myself.

Looking at Lan Xinyu, Feng Wuhen couldn't help but sighed secretly, thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at Lan Muling again.

"Xinyu save me, I'm your elder brother, don't let him kill me, I promise you, I will never fight against you again from now on, I don't want the position of emperor, I give it to you, I give it to you! "

Seeing that Feng Wuhen seemed to have changed his mind, Lan Muling seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and said to Lan Xinyu earnestly, even shed tears of remorse.

"Just because I saved you doesn't mean I forgive you! Sooner or later, I will make you pay the price you deserve!"

Lan Xinyu gritted her teeth and said unwillingly.

"As long as you don't kill me, I can do whatever you want, even if you want me to be your cow or horse!"

Lan Muling kept nodding her head and said.

As soon as the words fell, a saber flashed by!

"what!"

A scream immediately resounded through the hall!

Looking at Lan Muling again, his left arm has been chopped off by Feng Wuhen!

"The death penalty is exempt, but the living crime cannot escape."

"In addition, from today onwards, you are no longer the prince, and you are no longer allowed to participate in any affairs of the court, let alone step out of here. If you violate it, you will be killed without mercy!"

After Feng Wuhen finished speaking, he had already put away the Snow Wolf Saber, turned around and walked out.

Lan Xinyu also got up from the ground, glanced at Feng Wuhen gratefully, took her mother, and Lan Jian followed Feng Wuhen and left the prince's palace.

Lan Muling clutched the wound on her left shoulder, still struggling on the ground, covered in blood, in a panic.

……

Sleeping Dragon Hall.

Feng Wuhen stood by the side of the couch, checked Lan Wuxian's condition, his expression was a little dignified.

"Pavilion Master, how is it? Is there any help?"

Lan Xinyu looked at Feng Wuhen who suddenly had a solemn expression, and couldn't help asking, already groaning inwardly.

"He was severely poisoned, and the toxin has invaded the meridians of his whole body, and he is hopeless."

Feng Wuhen hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's answer, Lan Xinyu's body was shocked, her face was pale, and she sat on the ground decadently.

"The Emperor..."

Lin Qingshu threw herself directly to the edge of the couch, crying in pain, tears streaming from her eyes.

Xue Shu, the chief eunuch, also knelt on the ground, crying.

Since even Feng Wuhen said it was hopeless, then it really was hopeless.

"Who are the people who usually have access to your emperor's diet?"