Lord Huo felt helpless when he saw Nangong Yun being so naive and naive.
The little guy grew up carefree in Fengming Mountain. A group of old senior brothers and sisters cared for him in every possible way, leaving him with no experience in the world at all.
Over the years, I have only focused on teaching him about cultivation, but I have neglected to let him understand that it is difficult to survive in such a cultivation world where the strong are respected without enough scheming and government.
Having been with Master Huo for so many years, Nangong Yun can naturally feel Master Huo's helplessness and worry.
It's just that he couldn't make himself become like Nangong Yi for a while, with a deep mind and an extremely deep city.
"Lord Huo, are you disappointed in me?"
Nangong Yun asked timidly. Seeing Master Huo, he stopped talking and seemed to be very disappointed with himself.
"Don't... don't do this. When did you learn to flirt with me? Save it for the little girl in the future!"
"Haha, Master Huo is Master Huo!"
"..."
...
The next morning.
Chaoyang Xiwei, revealing a little bit of confusion.
At this time, in a courtyard in the imperial city, a figure in white had gotten up early and was preparing to go to the palace.
Although Nangong also told him last night that Hong Juan was not in the palace now, as Lord Huo said, he had to be cautious about everything.
Naturally, Nangong Yun didn't know the current situation in the imperial city. The army outside the city would enter the city at noon.
He also didn't know that the leader of the army entering the city was his uncle Teng Hu, and he didn't even know that his uncle Teng Hu had been planning for many years to support Nangong and become the new leader of the South Vietnam Empire.
And he, in the heart of his uncle Teng Hu, was just an outsider who Teng Hu felt owed him something.
He did not say goodbye to Nangong Yi, nor did he wait for the result of Nangong Yi's so-called inquiry to his mother Lin Ling.
Passing through the long alley, Nangong Yun quietly came to the deserted street.
The morning sun was bright and gentle, and the imperial city was open all around. He could spot the highest attic in the palace at the end of the street at a glance.
Immediately, he jumped onto the roof, flew past lightly, and ran towards the direction of the palace...
Not long after, Nangong Yun saw an entire palace that made him sigh.
What a big palace, with golden glazed tiles shining dazzlingly in the sun.
This place is not only spacious, but also very gorgeous. It can be said to be beautifully carved and resplendent.
It turns out that senior sister lives in a place like this. It is really magnificent and majestic.
However, with such a big palace and so many palaces, where would he find his senior sister?
Nangong Yun knew in his heart that time was running out now and he had no time to communicate and wait for an audience. He could only sneak into the palace first.
Of course, it was also because it was easy for him to sneak into the palace.
Just as Nangong Yun was approaching a grand hall in the palace, Lord Huo immediately stopped him.
"Wait, don't go any further!"
Nangong Yun suddenly heard Lord Huo stop shouting, immediately stopped and asked doubtfully.
"What's wrong? Master Huo?"
"There is a person in the hall ahead!"
"who?"
"If my prediction is correct, it should be Wan Zhentian, the master of Wanxiang Sect!"
"Ah...he is at the palace?"
Nangong Yun was still a little surprised. Although he had followed the Wanxiang Sect outside the city before, he was not sure at that time who the strong man in the Wanxiang Sect team was. Now it seems that Master Huo's guess is eight or nine. Not far away from ten.
"If you get closer to the main hall, you will enter Wan Zhentian's range of perception. He sensed your following outside the city and may have ignored you as a passer-by. However, it is different now in the palace!"
"That's right, how could an ordinary person come to the palace so easily!"
Nangong Yun immediately understood what Lord Huo meant this time.
Then, he bypassed the main hall in front and rushed towards the dense palace behind.
In the blink of an eye, it was noon.
A large group of people from outside the city entered the city and found that the gate of the imperial city of Kyoto was open. There was only a group of palace guards in front of the door, as if they had been waiting for them here early in the morning.
Teng Hujia immediately stepped forward and asked.
“Where is Nangong Shuo?”
Just listen to the guard captain's solemn reply.
"The king is waiting in the main hall of the palace for the general to see him when he enters the city!"
As a divine general of the South Vietnam Empire, Teng Hu had conquered countless battles in his life. He was very familiar with leading soldiers and marching and fighting. In the current situation, how could he go deep alone and be invited by Nangong Shuo to enter the urn?
"What kind of trick does Nangong Shuo want to play!"
Teng Hu questioned.
The guard captain still responded calmly.
"The last general was just ordered to invite General Tenghu into the palace, and he doesn't know anything about the rest!"
"Now that things have happened, do I still need to follow Nangong Shuo's orders?"
Teng Hu said disdainfully.
He looked around, maybe it was his intuition from years of fighting on the battlefield, and he was convinced that if he sent his army to attack the imperial city at this time, he would definitely fall into Nangong Shuo's trick.
The Imperial City of the South Vietnam Empire is located in the South Vietnam Plain. There are two passes on the east and west sides of the Imperial City. He has sent people to investigate, and there is no ambush at all.
However, there is one thing that is strange about him.
That is, there were still garrisons at these two passes until yesterday. However, when their large forces approached the city last night, the garrisons on both sides of the imperial city disappeared.
Could it be that all of Nangong Shuo's arrangements were preparations for today's invitation to Kaicheng, or were they a sign of sincerity?
Tenghu didn't understand these things, and he didn't want to figure them out. Now that the arrow was on the string, there was no turning back!
He was silent for a long time.
Finally decided to meet Nangong Shuo!
Go see me alone!
Teng Hu's decision was not because he was so arrogant that he thought that with his current cultivation strength of the sixth level of Yuanhun, he could come and go freely in the imperial palace of Nanyue Imperial City, which was defended by tens of thousands of people.
He wanted to face Nangong Shuo directly!
Put an end to all the grudges and grudges of the past fifteen years.
The moment Tenghu entered the imperial city gate alone, he firmly believed that he should and must make such a choice!
The people of the Imperial Capital of South Vietnam should not be involved in this war. They have always been victims. If this time it is still like fifteen years ago, then what is the difference between him and Nangong Shuo!
A man and a horse were walking on the empty and silent street. The scorching sun was in the sky, and the dazzling sunlight shone on Teng Hu's golden helmet and silver armor.
The dozens of imperial guards accompanying him not far behind him all sighed inwardly.
"The South Vietnam Empire, with its divine general Teng Hu, stands tall and indomitable, and is well-deserved!"
Teng Hu was not sure whether he could come back alive, but he was sure that as long as Nangong Shuo appeared in his sight, he could kill him with his own hands!
...
The palace is still magnificent,
The main hall is still magnificent.
Still immersed in peace and silence.
However, Nangong Shuo, who was sitting on the dragon chair in the palace, was no longer as calm as before.
Instead, there was a look of appreciation on his face, or some kind of sympathy for each other.
The so-called heroes cherish each other, it's all like this!
Teng Hu, who was still riding on his horse in front of the palace, also smiled because Nangong Shuo appeared in his field of vision as he wished.
According to his plan, Nangong Shuo was already a dead man.
However, when Teng Hu saw Wan Zhentian slowly floating out from behind Nangong Shuo, the smile on his face gradually became stiff.
Yes, he has the ability to kill Nangong Shuo who appears in front of him.
Because he was convinced that if a practitioner of the sixth level of Yuanhun wanted to kill a mortal standing in front of him, it would be absolutely impossible for him to miss.
But by the same token, it is absolutely impossible for a star realm powerhouse to prevent a sixth-level soul practitioner from killing someone in front of him.
Teng Hu's face twitched and he looked at Nangong Shuo.
"haven't seen you for a long time!"
"Fifteen years!"
Nangong Shuo's tone was calm, as if he was chatting with an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"Yes, fifteen years can make a person no longer firm in his faith! It can make an empire willingly become a vassal! It can make the knees of a king weak!"
"There is no firm belief in this world. If the emperor had chosen to kill me directly instead of banishing me for the sake of the so-called brotherhood, it would not have led to the subsequent death of the country!"
There was no hesitation in Nangong Shuo's firm eyes. He had never regretted what he had done.
Even though he personally killed his imperial brother back then, he didn't have a trace of compassion or sympathy.
The struggle for imperial power has always been like this. The so-called mercy is just the mercy shown by the victor to the loser after having the supreme power.
As a general who served under the imperial authority, Tenghu was naturally unable to understand the cruelty and cold-bloodedness of human nature inherited from the royal family. The belief he adhered to only came from the kindness given to him by the previous king.
In order to complete his mission, Tenghu will do whatever it takes, including his own life.
However, under the current situation, even if he risked his life, it would never be possible for Nangong Shuo to die.
Then all his previous plans and planning failed.
Even the 100,000 troops outside the city would be wiped out because of his fatal mistake. This was a price he could not bear.
He is not willing to give in!
Fifteen years of waiting, fifteen years of planning, and fifteen years of hope for revenge are now in vain.
Teng Hu roared, and a jet-black sword light burst out in front of him. His whole body and the long sword merged into one, and he flew toward Nangong Shuo in the center of the hall.
However, Nangong Shuo still stood there, his eyes not squinting, his body not moving away, and his expression calm and composed.
Because Wei Tianhao next to Wan Zhentian took action!
To deal with Teng Hu, who is only at the sixth level of Yuanhun, there is no need for Wan Zhentian to do it himself, not even Wu Tianfang, Wei Tianhao is enough!
Not long ago, Teng Hu was defeated by Wei Tianhao, and of course, this time is no exception!
Teng Hu slashed at the mysterious light screen formed in front of Wei Tianhao, and was instantly ejected.
"Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out!
He finally realized that the gap in strength between himself and Wei Tianhao was a chasm that he could never overcome.
The hanging knife-holding arms were stained red with blood. The bright red blood slid down the blade and stained the marble floor under his feet.
Wei Tianhao did not give Teng Hu a chance to breathe. He grabbed the long knife from the guard beside him and was about to step forward to kill Teng Hu, but suddenly stopped.
Because at this time, a young man appeared behind Teng Hu!
