There is a ball of purple air in the sky, the real purple air coming from the east!

A purple star, like a falling meteor, landed between Sikong Lin's eyebrows and was drawn into his body.

"Did you succeed in drawing the star into your body?" Lord Fang muttered, his face turning pale.

"Hahaha, congratulations to the new emperor, congratulations to the new emperor!" Leng Feng hurriedly congratulated.

The high priest chuckled, "Your Majesty, congratulations, you deserve the honor."

"I succeeded. Finally, all of this belongs to me..." Sikong Lin murmured. No matter how excited he was, he was able to suppress it. After all, there were common people here, and he was the one who maintained order. He even smiled and looked into the darkness.

Your Majesty, Sikong Yuan, you see, I am the new emperor of Mu Kingdom. The child you gave up at the beginning has now taken your position.

"Yun Hui, the real grandson of the emperor? Ha." Sikong Lin was disdainful. He was not very surprised by Yun Hui's appearance. He just thought that Yun Hui was a fake.

Over the years, countless royal grandchildren have been found, all of them are "real", Yun Hui is just one of them.

"You got the wrong one? You don't have the fate of an emperor! You have the fate of an ant, but you actually want to attract the Purple Star into your body. You must not be forgiven!"

Suddenly, there came a sound of anger from mid-air.

God is angry!

Sikong Lin's smile froze on his lips, and he felt as if his body was on fire. He suddenly grabbed his chest, "No, I have the fate of a Pixiu, a noble fate, I..."

The Purple Star stood up and floated slowly between Sikong Lin and Yun Hui.

"Sikong Lin, you have the fate of an ant! You are not worthy!"

The Purple Star suddenly seemed to have grown eyes, it circled around the clouds, and then flew into his brows. In an instant, the wind in the air stopped, and thousands of rays of light appeared.

"This is truly attracting the stars into the body. In the past, when the emperor attracted the stars into his body, it was like this. His Highness Yunhui is back! He has been recognized by the Purple Star. He is the true grandson of the Mu Kingdom, no, the true new emperor!" Lord Fang jumped up.

Everyone cheered!

Indeed, the rays of light were brilliant and the stars were attracted successfully.

The clouds return, and the ancestors are reunited.

"It can't be you! How could it be you!" Sikong Lin didn't believe it and rushed towards Yun Hui, who kicked him off the altar.

The new young emperor, who was once high and mighty, now fell to the ground in a panic.

I have the fate of a Pixiu, how could I fail? Speak! How could this be possible!" Sikong Lin didn't believe it and grabbed the arm of the high priest beside him, "Hurry up and tell them that none of this is true, this is a conspiracy, they are fakes, they are liars."

The high priest held Sikong Lin's arm and examined it carefully. After a while, he let go of Sikong Lin and shook his head. "It is indeed the fate of a low-class ant, the lowest of the low, the lowest kind of fate."

Sikong Lin's eyes widened, and he even wanted to kill someone.

The Taoist priest said he would change his fate, so isn't it the fate of a Pixiu?

"The Pi Xiu fate you are looking for is exactly the current empress of the Earth Kingdom, Luo Li. She is alive and well, which naturally proves that your fate has not been changed successfully." A Bao smiled faintly and shook his head.

Sikong Lin didn't know who the Taoist priest was looking for. He only knew that she was an adopted daughter of the Luo family of the Tu Kingdom, who was not welcomed in the mansion. She had already contacted Luo's mother and paid a large sum of money to buy Luo Li's fate. In the end, she became the empress and he was kicked off the throne?

"With your ordinary fate, at least your end wouldn't be so miserable. But now you have the fate of an ant, hehe." Po smiled.

Sikong Lin felt a little scared for no reason. Could his end be worse than death?

"Here comes the Emperor—" With a loud shout, Lan Yixiuan took the lead and carried the Emperor out.

"child."

The emperor was in tears.

Yun Hui felt that the emperor looked familiar. Sikong Yuan chuckled, "I want my grandson to come home."

"It's you?" Yun recalled, "Grandpa."

Sikong Yuan couldn't help but sat up from his wheelchair. Excited, he strode over, using up almost all his remaining strength.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'm here, your grandson is back." Yun Hui supported Sikong Yuan. The reason why blood relationship is magical is that even if some people have never met before, they will not be strangers when they meet for the first time.

Yun Hui becomes the new emperor, catching everyone off guard.

The court of Mu Kingdom was originally divided into two factions.

One group is composed of old ministers, and the other group is composed of Sikong Lin’s people.

After the nine families were destroyed, Sikong Lin's arm was almost broken, and what was left in the court were just leftovers.

But facing Yun Hui who could draw stars into his body, even Sikong Lin could not refute him.

This has been the primary condition for ascending the throne of the Mu Kingdom for thousands of years.

Yun Hui did it.

The cold wind shivered beside him. The person whom he once looked down upon had now become his king.

Sikong Lin slowly got up from the ground, his expression could no longer be suppressed, he looked crazy, "Haha, how funny, really funny!"

He planned everything, waited for years, and even borrowed his fate, but in the end, he was defeated by Yun Hui who suddenly appeared.

The nine foundations for the stability of imperial power that he had planned for many years were all destroyed overnight.

Today, he even incurred the wrath of heaven, all his martial arts skills were wasted, and he fell from the altar.

"Even if you can draw stars into your body, I still have the national gods to protect me." Sikong Lin's eyes were blazing, "The national gods protect me, the national gods protect me, high priest, quickly summon the national gods."

The high priest had secretly told Sikong Lin a few days ago that he had sensed the whereabouts of the national god in the capital, but for some reason, the national god had not returned.

Now Sikong Lin couldn't help it and glared at the high priest.

The high priest opened the summoning array. He and Sikong Lin were grasshoppers on the same rope.

The summoning array opened, and a beam of light suddenly fell on the big black crow who was staring at the porcelain plate and delivering grapes to Po.

Sikong Lin:?

High Priest:?

He stared at the big black crow with sharp eyes, and an incredible idea arose in his mind.

The big black crow is very irritable. Can't you see he is working now?

If he doesn't serve Emperor Jiuyang well, he will be beaten.

He has now become Emperor Jiaoyang's number one lackey.

He is more obedient than Xiao Hei and Xiao Wuji, and he has already spent two days of such good days in comfort.

Why disturb him on his third day?

A bunch of disobedient bastards!

The high priest somehow felt that it was a huge black crow that was angry.

"Where is the national god? I told you to summon the national god, not the big crow."

He was already unlucky enough, why should he let something as annoying as a crow get close to him?

"It is the national god."

As soon as the high priest finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

It was even more shocking than Yun Hui becoming the new emperor.

Lord Fang looked at the big black crow standing at his feet. National God???

The once majestic new national god?

Sikong Lin's eyes widened, and his mind suddenly remembered the last time he opened the summoning formation, the scene where he kicked a big bird back with one foot.

If Big Black Crow is really the new national god, then he kicked the new national god?