Chapter 443, Go to Daxia

The princess at this time had completely given up on the current emperor.

Her face was full of ambition.

Ah Shu was stunned. This was the first time she saw the princess with the style of a princess who had power over the government.

What was assisting the government? What was giving everything for the country and the people?

She deserved to be the empress!

She paid so much, she deserved to be the empress!

Ah Shu quickly shifted his gaze and nodded, "Okay, I'll send a message to the prince now." WＷｗ.lＩｎＧㄚùＴχτ.nétAt

the same time.

Tuoba Hong prostrated himself in front of Ji Ni, enduring Ji Ni's anger.

Jiyi was filled with murderous aura, even his jade-like face was extremely cold. He said slowly, "The few crows I sent to Daxia to investigate the situation are all dead."

He saw that in the picture sent back by the crow, there was a mountain with abnormal spiritual energy, which looked very much like the phoenix treasure Fengyu Ling that he had been seeking for thousands of years ago.

So, the crow explored the top of the mountain for several days.

He saw a strange boat with four people on it, two of whom were children.

When he was wondering about the identities of the people, the picture suddenly went black.

Then, he realized that he had lost contact with the crow.

The crow was dead.

He didn't know how he died. There was such a capable person in Daxia. He suspected that this person was related to the ancestor of Xuanmen.

He made a decision to go and test the man's ability in person to see if he was specially sent to deal with him.

"How long will it take to make the skeleton?" asked Ji Nien.

Tuoba Hong said, "To ensure perfection, all the craftsmen will have to work for at least three days without eating or drinking."

"Okay, three days later, I will go to Daxia in person."

He wanted to use the ashes of the ancestor of Xuanmen to revive himself!

Hate that old man to death.

"Lord Demon, the massacre in the city..." Tuoba Hong continued to ask.

He couldn't wait any longer.

He couldn't wait to use his eldest sister's hand to offend all the officials of the court and the people of the country.

He had long wanted to remove all these thorns in his eyes.

Those generals, one by one, relied on the soldiers in their hands to force him to do things he didn't want to do with military orders.

It was clear that if they paid tribute money and special products to Nanyue last time, Nanyue would stop the transportation of Happy Powder to Nanmei.

But those generals and military commanders united and insisted that the court use the money to collect food and grass to directly send troops to Nanyue.

They called it for the face and dignity of Nanmei.

But Tuoba Hong felt deeply ashamed.

No one dared to oppose the decisions made by the eldest sister on weekdays.

But when it was his turn to issue the king's order, he was opposed by the court officials, and they even used military power and their lives to force him to take back the order.

He was so angry that he directly beheaded those indignant court officials on the spot! All

the civil and military officials in the court were silent.

He also tasted the sweetness and majesty of using killing to stop chaos, and began to use this method to punish those officials who disobeyed his orders. There were

even women among the court officials.

Tuoba Hong hated women interfering in politics the most in his life, especially his eldest sister who always suppressed him.

So every time he used killing to stop chaos, he started with female officials, imagining that they were his eldest sisters, imagining that he had been oppressed for a long time, and imagining that he finally killed his eldest sister with a knife. The sense of satisfaction made him addicted.

Over time, no one dared to give honest advice in the government.

But there are still some old ministers and generals cultivated by his father, and their voice and status should not be underestimated.

If they are dissatisfied with him and help his eldest sister instead, wouldn’t his position as emperor be in jeopardy?

Therefore, when the demon god came to Nanmei, he took the initiative to propose to massacre the city to help the demon god.

But the demon god asked for the gold, jade and glass cup.

It was not difficult to give both, because at that time, Tuoba Hong had already made plans to massacre the city.

He wanted to kill all the retired old ministers, including the generals who held military power, and let his elder sister kill them all.

Let the two gangs that he hated the most and feared the most kill each other.

In this way, he can even use the resentment of an entire city to support the demon god.

The demon god will become his biggest backer, and he will kill three birds with one stone, live as long as the sky, and stand at the peak of power forever.

"Massacre the city? I have never looked down upon those grievances. Even without those grievances, I can still be resurrected and kill that old man."

Jiye narrowed his eyes and spoke in a cold and fierce manner.

In his eyes, the Xuanmen Patriarch was just a passable one.

If he had not killed the emperor of the human world and thus alarmed the Heavenly Dao,

the Heavenly Dao would have used the rules to suppress him, giving the Xuanmen Patriarch the opportunity to die with him.

"But, didn't Donglin want to give the city to you?" Tuoba Hong asked with courage.

Jiye just glanced at him lightly, and he was pressed to the ground by a murderous aura, and even his face was pressed at Jiye's feet.

"What I want is not the lives of the people in that city, but... the Qilin crawling in the city of Donglin."

The more he can't get something, the more he is obsessed with it.

When the Qilin and the Phoenix were not what he wanted, he entangled with these two auspicious beasts for a hundred years, just to get the magic weapon transformed by the two auspicious beasts.

Unfortunately, they would rather die than give it to him. They returned their souls to the heaven and turned their bodies into mountains.

His obsession lasted for a thousand years. As soon as his soul escaped from the Tower of Suppression, he went to Donglin and found the place where the Qilin was.

The Qilin didn't care about his arrival and was even unwilling to show up.

He was enraged, so he went to the Lord of Donglin and asked him to massacre the city to force the Qilin to show up!

But the Lord of Donglin was unwilling.

He knew that people's hearts were hard to control now, and everything had to wait until he was resurrected.

So he came to Nanmei, wanting the golden jade glass cup.

He remembered that cup was the box used by the descendants of the Xuanmen Patriarch to hold his ashes.

Only the ashes of the Xuanmen Patriarch could create an immortal body for him.

But the emperor in front of him still wanted to massacre the city for his cultivation.

"Well, when you need to massacre the city for cultivation, tell me again, and I will immediately order the massacre to help you." Tuoba Hong's face was pressed to the ground, and his voice was unclear.

But one could hear the eagerness and flattery in his eyes.

Ji Yan stepped on his face without even looking at him, "Everything will wait until I am resurrected. Three days later, I will go to Daxia to be resurrected in person. You can do whatever you want when I come back."

He has lived for a thousand years, how could he not see through Tuoba Hong

's thoughts. But as long as he is willing to help him and has no intention of harming him, he can brush off all these little actions as minor matters.

Three days later.

Ji Yan looked at the perfect skeleton in front of him and shook his head slightly, "It's far from it."

Compared with his previous body, it is far from it.

Although he has never seen his own skeleton, his skin alone is the most beautiful in the world, so beautiful, and the skeleton is absolutely flawless like a white jade frame.

The man-made skeleton in front of him can never compare to his unique body advantage.

Ji Yen had no expression on his face, so he could only turn around coldly and look at the anxious Tuoba Hong behind him.

He waved his hand and put the skeleton into his pocket.

Forget it, the current matter was urgent and he could not afford to be picky.

He immediately turned into a ball of black mist and flew out of the Nanmei Palace.

He came to Daxia with him.

There was also a letter sent back by Ashu.