Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

The incense has burned a little.

There were expressions of shock and pain on the faces of the three people.

The pain gradually became thicker and even tinged with a hint of despair.

In comparison, their reactions are not exactly the same. Du Manzhi guessed that because everyone has different personalities, they make different judgments and decisions.

The late emperor's choice was to order the secret guards to guard the secret room, and at the same time send people to contact his people outside. He also asked Lai Po to replace the old palace maid who left the palace and run to Duke Dingguo's mansion for help.

What choices will the three of them make?

Du Manzhi waited quietly.

Her eyes fell on the corners of the white-haired old man's lips, and she was slightly startled.

The white-haired old man was leaning against the wall because he couldn't control his limbs from his shoulders down and couldn't sit still.

The anger disappeared from his face, but the corners of his mouth turned up strangely. He looked peaceful and peaceful, even showing a sense of joy at having lost something.

Du Manzhi thought for a moment and seemed to understand something.

The old man personally sent away his mother-in-law, the female official Ru Xi who was renamed by the late emperor himself.

He was not only afraid that his mother-in-law would die in the palace incident, but also that she would encounter danger outside the palace.

In fear day and night, he survived the ravages of the disease and persisted in waiting for decades, but there was no news.

Lai's mother-in-law has passed away, and reality suddenly becomes cruel to this old man.

However, in the dream, she was still the honest and beautiful Aunt Ruxi, the lover he had been looking for countless times in his dreams.

Du Manzhi's heart sank slightly as she looked at such an old man. Her worst prediction was about to come true.

I'm afraid he won't be able to come back.

Sure enough, just when the last knuckle of the stick of incense was left, the white-haired old man took his last breath.

He smiled until he died.

The old man's soul got rid of the shackles of his body, cast a grateful look at Du Manzhi, bowed in the air, and then strode towards Wu Chang outside the secret room.

Du Manzhi returned the favor, but when she saw an unknown Wu Chang outside the door, and he didn't seem to recognize her, she didn't say anything more.

Yuan Jing squatted outside the secret room and reached out to scratch his suddenly cold neck: "Hey, why did it suddenly get cold..."

Strange and impermanent laughed sinisterly, and pulled the old man on his way without looking back.

Soon, the other two old men also came out of their dreams.

The dull cry of the old lady came from inside.

When Wei Chenfeng arrived, he saw such a strange scene.

Two old men were holding a corpse on one side and the other on the right.

They recognized him, their eyes almost sparkled, and then showed great regret and resentment.

Du Manzhi stood with Yuan Jing who was in a daze, and said to Wei Chenfeng: "I have made it clear to them. Whatever you do in the future, the secret guards will not stop you."

Wei Chenfeng looked at the bottle in her arms.

One is a token, what is the other one filled with blood?

Du Manzhi said: "It's your blood. I used blood worms for experiments before, and I asked you to get a few drops." Zhan Shuhua asked for it when he just died, and the wound was healed by spiritual power on the spot.

In fact, she sneaked into the Yangxin Palace and took blood from the emperor.

The purpose is also to do an experiment, to see if the activity of blood nematodes will be different.

Practice has proved that blood worms really like Wei Chenfeng's blood.

Maybe it's because he's young.

It may also be related to the level of martial arts or physical fitness.

Also, it is impossible for the late emperor to reproduce asexually on his own. He nominally gave birth to the current emperor with a concubine who died young. In fact, the emperor's biological father is not yet sure who he is.

But judging from his relatively mediocre appearance, it is very likely that the late emperor just randomly selected a young guard to borrow seeds from, resulting in the offspring's genes not being very good.

The Third Emperor's daughter Zhan Yunjia is a delicate and cute little beauty. That's because her biological mother is a great beauty from the Western Regions, and she saved her genes by force.

How could the old lady not feel complicated when she thought that in the most prestigious position in Daqian, a cruel and ruthless man was sitting?

After experiencing the dream just now, if the emperor were in front of her, the old lady might draw her sword on the spot and send him to hell to meet his mother.

"Raising tigers will bring disaster, raising tigers will bring disaster..."

The look in her eyes at Wei Chenfeng was distressed and gloomy.

"The son of the Wei family, what a pity..."

With such grace, it would be great if he were not a eunuch.

Duke Dingguo protected his family and country, but he couldn't even leave any descendants. It's so pitiful.

Wei Chenfeng understood their thoughts, his expression remained normal, and he did not answer immediately.

The old lady frowned tightly and murmured:

"But how can the world of the Zhan family be usurped by a villain who has committed the crime of matricide?"

"No, absolutely not. Let him sit and enjoy the country. Even if we die, we will have no shame to see His Majesty!"

The old lady hesitated to speak, obviously still hesitating.

Her husband was silent for a long time, but then he took the initiative to ask: "Wei Xiaolangjun, do you have any ideas?"

This sentence can be expanded upon.

Do you have any thoughts on the throne?

If he were a normal man, after exposing the emperor's dirty deeds, as long as Wei Chenfeng nodded, the two elders would definitely reappear without saying a word and lead the secret guards to charge for him until he was firmly on the throne.

But he cannot have descendants.

In this era of inheritance, this is a fatal weakness.

Du Manzhi was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so she walked to him and gently held his hand under the surprised eyes of the two elders.

Wei Chenfeng paused, held her in his hand, and said lightly: "I have a few requests."

The old lady said seriously: "Please speak."

"First, thoroughly investigate the unjust case of collaborating with the enemy and unblock the Dingguo Palace."

"Of course!"

"Second, let Zhan Ying issue an imperial edict to abdicate and leave the people to me."

"He was in an unfair position. He should have given up his seat! It's just that this person..." The old lady hesitated.

The Secret Guard Corps was created by the late Emperor. The original team was composed of loyal people who had been greatly favored by the late Emperor.

The emperor killed her and became the lifelong enemy of all secret guards.

They even want to cook him with their own hands!

Wei Chenfeng said: "If the punishment in prison is not enough, I have eighteen more tortures waiting for him here. You can come and watch at any time."

The old lady nodded: "The second one is fine too."

"Third, I'm used to being a traitor. That seat is too hard and I don't want to sit on it."

His eyes turned to Du Manzhi, softened slightly, and his tone was very soft, but he could not object.

"I will not have any heirs. Whoever my wife chooses will be my emperor."

The matter-of-fact tone frightened the second elder.

Although it was agreed in advance, the moment the words came out of his mouth, Du Manzhi suddenly felt as if he was holding a romantic partner.

The two elders looked at each other and seemed to think that even if this person ascended the throne, he would probably be a fool!

They wiped their sweat frantically: "This will be discussed later..."

Wei Chenfeng raised his eyebrows: "Zhan Ying has no virtue or talent, and is not worthy of being a king. You two left Yuan Jing to him. Don't you think he is not worthy of your assistance?"

Yuan Jing was suddenly called upon, and he couldn't help but shrink back when he remembered that he had almost used the Gu worms he had obtained from the black market on the real grandson of the emperor.

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he touched his body.

The old lady wanted to curse again.

Yuan Jing exclaimed: "It's over, where's my Gu!"