The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

The clear sun shines on the imperial city, the golden glazed tiles reflect the floating light and gold, and the bright red palace walls wrap the most extreme wealth and royal power in the world.

The aged ninety-five-year-old man lay dying on the dragon couch, his life hanging by a thread and unable to move.

The old face was wrinkled, and the brown and yellow spots all over the face festered with the stench of death and decay.

No matter how hard they looked at Fengyi, the ministers who cared about fate bent their backs and put their ears on the corners of Zhang Hedu's black lips, trying hard to hear the last words of death.

Beneath the golden dragon bed, several elegantly dressed nobles bowed their heads and knelt close to their ears, covering their faces with their hands and weeping.

Some sadness comes from the heart, while others are full of joy hidden under the tears.

The armored soldiers outside the palace clanged and waited for the battle, the sharp spears shone coldly, and the cold light reflected the eerie silence in the air.

The end of the world's emperor is approaching, and the entire imperial city is filled with depression and coldness.

In the blue sky, a ray of brilliant light descended from the sky, and flew across the bright and sunny sky with the momentum of chasing wind and lightning, and suddenly came to the front of the hall in the blink of an eye.

The stream of light and flying frost stirred up a howling wind, which made people dizzy and tinnitus, and they almost couldn't stand still.

"Who is it!" The armored soldier raised his spear, pointing the pointed light at Yingshuang in the air, firmly blocking him from the door.

The brilliant aura slowly moved in the air, gradually forming a figure.

The dazzling brilliance gradually dimmed, from the scorching eyes of the bright flames to the soft and soft emerald green.

The mortal soldiers with naked eyes finally saw clearly the bizarre scene in front of them.

A figure stepped on the sparkling light, standing tall in midair.

"God, god?" The soldier turned pale with shock, looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

The school captain bravely stepped forward and asked: "No, I don't know which immortal is it, here is it, what can you do?"

The person floating in mid-air gave them an indifferent look, and did not answer with arrogance.

Seeing that the gods still want to go straight forward, even if they are afraid in their hearts, the loyal mortal guards have no choice but to warn: "Sir, please stay behind, the gods, the emperor's palace is ahead, if we want to go forward, we can only..."

Shangxian still sneered at everything in front of him with cold eyes, and wanted to move forward with his feet on the floating light, the captain had no choice but to give an order: shoot!

The bright silver arrows were like a rainstorm, but they suddenly turned around three feet away from the figure, and shot back at the person who drew the bow and released the arrow with the speed of a shooting star.

The royal road paved with gold and stones flowed into rivers, and the dark red bloodstains on the beach were shocking.

Soldiers in the world lay down on the ground in all directions, wailing again and again, and the flying frost disappeared.

The windows and doors are closed and the impenetrable emperor's bedroom is filled with smoke, and there is a decaying and dead air everywhere, which makes people feel short of breath and feel tight in their chests.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and no one opened the doors and windows.

The strong wind blew away the pungent stench in the hall, and a figure suddenly appeared beside the dragon couch without knowing when.

The dignitaries in the world turned pale with fright, trembling in panic due to the cold air, and fell to the ground shiveringly.

"Do you want to die or live?" The god of the upper realm stood tall and tall, condescendingly looking down at the ninety-five-year-old deity in the world, with a cold tone and cold eyes like a ghost.

The dignitaries in the world trembled, and no one dared to come out and answer.

The god of the upper realm squinted at everyone, moved his fingers slightly, and flicked a pill in his hand to the hand of a palace man at the forefront.

"Give it to him."

The palace people trembled, not daring not to listen, but they didn't dare to put something of unknown history into the emperor's mouth.

At this time, the emperor of the world moved his fingers slightly, and his strong desire to survive made him grab the last straw, and exhaled from his throat the panting of scraping the sawn wood.

The palace servants were ordered to quickly climb up to the dragon couch with all hands and feet, and feed the elixir in their hands into the emperor's mouth.

The emperor swallowed the medicine with the last breath of his strength.

In just half a breath, the miracle is obvious.

The old man who had stepped into the ghost gate slowly opened his eyes, the dead spots on his face gradually dissipated, and his vitality reappeared.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty's illness is cured!"

The dying emperor came back to life, and the palace was amazed and jubilant.

"Quickly deliver the decree and call all the officials!" Gu ordered the minister to issue the imperial order on behalf of the emperor, and the palace people hurried out of the palace with hurried and light steps, wanting to spread the news of the emperor's recovery to the entire court.

But there are so many sorrows beside the bridge, some people are happy and some are worried.

The chief servant walked in a hurry, and after leaving the hall, he quietly called his confidant servants to a place where there was no one else: "Go and inform the Fourth Highness, and tell him that the situation has changed, please stay safe and don't be impatient."

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Two hours ago.

In the Linyuan Palace, in the Tianwu Hall, there was a map of the imperial city on a dark ebony table, and several people gathered around the table, plotting a treacherous plot to usurp the throne.

Qi Meng pointed to the map and explained the plan in detail to everyone.

"The guards at the north gate are all in place, and when the death knell strikes, they will be able to enter the dormitory immediately."

"I mentioned this matter with the right governor before. He didn't express his position, but judging from his expression, it seems that he doesn't want to participate in this matter. He intends to watch the fire from the other side. Today, he will order the sergeant to stand still. But just in case, I let the left governor Guard the east gate, even if he wants to lead troops to rescue him, he won't be able to get through."

"Ximen's forbidden army is Yang Nianyuan's people, and they will definitely fight us. Qi Shishi, this team will be handed over to you."

Qi Shishi: "Take orders!"

Qi Meng said again: "The main entrance is my Jingwei. They lock the palace gate to prevent people from running away. Don't worry about the rest. Half of the imperial guards are in my hands, and they are sure."

"The trouble is those few Ouchi guards with high martial arts skills. Qi Qi will deal with one, Qi Twelve will hold one back. The second child will deal with two, and the remaining three will have to be improvised."

She glanced at Yang Huiyu who was sitting by the window: "If you can move quickly, then deal with the rest. It's best to drag the three together and lure them away."

Yang Huiyu was playing with the jade flute in his hands, and he glanced at her indifferently, turning a deaf ear to her.

"What about me?" Seeing that Qi Meng had finished allocating people and it was not his turn, Ling Luzhou took the initiative to ask.

Qi Mengfeng raised his eyes slightly, and looked at him coldly for a few breaths: "We haven't considered you in this operation. Are you sure you want to take the initiative to join in? Sixth, do you know what this is? Once it fails, it will implicate the whole family."

Ling Luzhou's jade fan patted lightly in the palm of his hand, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his smile was a bit sinister: "If it succeeds, can I also get a high-ranking official?"

He tilted his head and glanced at King Linyuan beside him: "This is the work of a dragon."

Linyuan Wang Yang Wentuo smiled indifferently.

"That's fine." Qi Meng thought for a moment: "You and Yang Huiyu help him deal with one. What do the rest look like, their martial arts methods, the second child, you will tell him later."

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This is a fictional world.The dynasty system is all made up, don't substitute the truth.