Just as the prison was having a party all night, a secret meeting quietly began in a corner of the Ice Blue City Palace.

An old man with a haggard body sat on a chair in the middle. His robe was gorgeous, and a red velvet cloak with gold edges fell on the ground. Each button was made of large red sapphires, luxurious and noble.

The dim light shone on the vicissitudes of life, the deep wrinkles were like cracked old tree bark, and the back was hunched very hard, like an old tree bent by the sky.

He is the most powerful man in the Ambergris River Basin - Marlan Twenty-II.

"Ahem cough cough..."

The old king coughed violently, and the sound in his chest was muddy, as if something was blocking it and he could not cough up any of it.

"Your Majesty, take care of yourself."

Several old men surrounded him with concern. They were equally old and luxuriously dressed, and they were all old ministers who followed the old king to fight south and north, and were loyal.

"What can I do if the lights are gone?"

The old king took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sighing.

The ministers wanted to persuade him, but they didn't know where to start, and finally turned into long sighs. The cycle of heaven, the cycle of sun and moon, birth, old age, sickness and death, joy, sorrow, separation and reunion are all natural laws.

"Everyone cheered up. Today I am here to discuss things, not to be pitiful to each other!"

The old king stood up and said with a straight back. At this moment, the glory of the past seemed to have returned to him, with extraordinary momentum and invincible kings.

The old ministers were shocked all over, and their eyes were shining brightly, as if they followed their king back to their youthful days in their military career. Only a clamor, all of them knelt down and shouted: "Long live my king!"

"All my beloved ministers, now the demon wives are in trouble with the country, the country is not protected, and the royal family is in danger. In the final analysis, it is because the old man is careless in dealing with things and brings the wolf into the house..."

"It's not your Majesty's fault, it's the witch's shameless woman who is shameless and repays her kindness with grudges. Even if we fight for this old bone, we will tear the witch's body into pieces..."

The old king raised his hand and stopped the other party from talking, "Now that the fait accompliment is true, it is useless to say more. After I leave, Ice Blue City will definitely fall into the hands of a demon woman. All the beloved ministers must endure humiliation and plan to assist the fourth son one day and the king will return."

"Your Majesty, why don't you pass the throne on the second prince? We will definitely be heartbroken and support you to the death and never let that Bichi succeed!"

The "four sons" mentioned by the old king were the illegitimate sons born to him and the wandering. In the eyes of the ministers, they were not the orthodox royal family, and they were not justified and subconsciously opposed it.

But the old king smiled bitterly, "If the two sons were passed on the throne, wouldn't they push him into the fire pit?"

Perhaps because she remembered the fate of the eldest prince Zion Malan, everyone was silent. Cuilis was determined to win the throne, and any obstacle that blocked the way would be shattered by her.

The second prince is indeed not worth enough.

"When I was in power, the demon woman was controlled by the king's declaration that the king would not see the king. If I leave, she will be unscrupulous and will definitely slaughter the royal city and eliminate dissidents. Although I am unwilling to accept it, I am helpless. The strong in the world are respected and the weak are slaves.

, You must get your clothes as soon as possible, stay away from the royal court, live in seclusion in the ten city-states, and assist me with the four princes of the Malan royal family."

The ten city-states, located to the west of the Red Kingdom, are a consortium composed of ten independent city-states. They have the saying "the country among the country" and are more independent than other principalities.

"Where is the fourth prince now and how strong is it?"

"A guest of honor in the White Dragon City..." When talking about the fourth son, the old king was full of energy, as if he had suddenly become a teenager, and his tone was extremely proud, "The fourth son has obtained the true bloodline of my Malan, and is currently at the level of a little king."

The ministers suddenly gasped, and then they burst into tears and shouted loudly.

"The heaven has eyes!" "The life of the Malan Dynasty should not be extinct, but life should not be extinct!"

Since Cuilis stepped into the holy land, their heads were like a giant mountain. The king gradually grew old, and there was no one in the royal family. None of the three princes became a climate. The eldest prince was greedy for beauty, the second prince was dissatisfied with playing with things, and the third prince dragon

The beauty of Yang.

Over the years, they have lived a very frustrated life. Even as important officials of the kingdom, they have to look at the big bird's eyes every day and bow their heads to be human beings.

Isn’t it just to be proud of one’s life?

What is this? Even the shrews in the market live more comfortably than them.

Although there is still a big gap between the Little Prince and the Big Prince, the Fourth Prince is young and nothing is possible.

"All my dear ministers, the whereabouts of the four sons must not be revealed. The revival of the Malan royal family is all four sons."

"Yes!" the ministers responded in unison.

The dynasty changes, the storm does not change, and this rainy night is destined to be uneasy. In addition to the Ice Blue City Palace, the White Tower Academy thousands of miles away is also paying attention to the situation in the Ambergris River.

On the tallest octane october of the college, in the narrow study, two old men were talking with candles.

The old man with a white robe and bearded eyebrows is the dean of the White Tower Academy, Ramsden, the owner of the "Golden Compass", and the other old man with a black robe is the dean of the Black Tower Academy and the owner of the "Iron Prisoner".

"Old friend, what do you think about the situation in the Ambergris?" Ramsden picked up the small teapot on the charcoal stove and poured hot tea for his old rival Borag.

The brown color is yellow and green, and you can tell it is a street stall product at a glance.

"Why are you still so stingy?" Borager said angrily, picking up the teacup and siping it, it was a bite-cheap. It was indeed a street stall product.

Ramsden was not angry either and smiled and said, "It's good to change the taste occasionally."

Borager snorted, and did not continue the topic, but answered the previous one, "Two girls play house, just watch it."

"We have roughly the same view, but..." Ramsden put down the teapot and his tone became a bit serious. "The two women are too cruel. I am worried that Longhe will suffer and the people will live in poverty."

"Old friend, you're over-thinking." Borager seemed a little disdainful. "Looking at history, which dynasty has changed has not changed from floating corpses and blood flowing into rivers?" He grinded his teacup, "This man is like

The leeks are cut one after another, and they have just been cut one after another. As long as the land of survival is still there, they can't be cut no matter how hard they are."

"Although it is light, it is all human life. Black and white towers are full of disciples all over the world. If Longhe people are suffering, the disciples there will definitely not be spared. You and I should do our best to advise the two girls to do something to kill.

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"Are you her dad?" Borag suddenly said, and Ramsden was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

"Why should they listen to us? Are we qualified to be old enough, or can we suppress them?" Borag asked aggressively, leaving Ramsden speechless.
Chapter completed!