Chapter 9: Fu Di Mo! Do you want the throne?
"Dad, I'll give you these weapons."
Su Xian handed over these weapons reluctantly, feeling very painful inside.
These 51 guns cost him nearly 60 gold coins!
He only has 4949 left!
Damn!
If one is missing, there will be none left!
"Don't worry, Father will keep these things well and will never let anyone else know."
Emperor Xue Ye was extremely solemn. These things concerned the future of the empire and must not be known to outsiders.
Even if you go somewhere to do research, you have to be a die-hard fan!
If the news leaks out, the empire will face the might of various forces, and at least the soul guide cannon will definitely not be able to be preserved.
"Don't think about encouraging Wuji and the others to take the top position. Some things are yours. You can't hide from them, and neither can the empire."
Looking at Su Xian's leaving back, Emperor Xue Ye couldn't help but remind him.
In his opinion, the reason why Su Xian was so resistant to the throne was probably because he knew that the empire would perish.
However, as the emperor of the Tiandou Empire, he would never let this happen!
Emperor Xue Ye clenched his fists tightly and made a solemn vow in his heart.
"Whoa whoa…"
Su Xian nodded woodenly. To be honest, he didn't quite understand what was said.
If he didn't encourage Xue Wuji and the others, how could he be at ease as his own idle king? !
Be emperor?
It's impossible for me to become an emperor in this life!
Let's leave this hard work to our dear brothers!
Alas~
He is the only brother who can give up the throne!
Not only that…
For the future of the empire, he was willing to feed the tiger by marrying Bibi Dong's daughter and living a happy life of "worrying about sperm and being fucked" all day long... Ugh, what a miserable life!
In terms of the country and family, he has done his best...
If those two idiots don't become emperors, I'll hit them to death with two hammers!
Hiss~
At the palace gate, two figures shuddered at the same time, feeling a chill running through their hearts.
"Third brother, do you think that Big Brother has lost his mind to let me frame him?"
Xue Wuji looked at Xue Mingtong, who was thin beside him, and couldn't help but speak.
"Maybe it's because eldest brother doesn't want to be emperor, or for some other reason, that's why he does this." Xue Mingtong said with a smile.
Compared to the active Xue Wuji, Xue Mingtong looks more mature, with a calm expression and seems to be very sophisticated.
"Don't want to be emperor?"
Xue Wuji was stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was such a taste, and he couldn't help but laugh.
"It seems like my thoughts are similar to mine. What's so good about being an emperor? It would be better to be a free general!"
Xue Mingtong:...
I am!!
You don't even want to be an emperor?!
Damn it!
Why does it feel like the throne is suddenly not so attractive anymore?
"Aren't you afraid that this will be known by our father and he will punish you severely?" Xue Mingtong replied after glancing around and seeing that there was no one around.
"I'm not afraid. Anyway, my father knows that I'm not suitable to be the emperor. My elder brother and you are much more suitable than me." Xue Wuji shrugged nonchalantly.
Being a prince is tiring enough for him. Every move he makes has to be royal. He can't even go to the fighting arena, let alone the battlefield.
Oh my god!
Afraid that Xue Wuji would say something nonsense again, Xue Mingtong quickly covered his mouth.
Damn it!
Although I know what you said makes sense, but is it okay to say such nonsense?!
My elder brother and I are more suitable for the throne?
If other people heard this, they would think that I was really going to compete with my elder brother for the throne...
What do you think the officials will think about this?
What do you think father will think about this?
Although he did covet the throne in his heart and wanted to compete with his elder brother, could he really bring up such a thing?
Fuck you! You are really trying to trick me!
"What are you doing, kissing indirectly?"
Looking at the intimate and weird postures of Xue Wuji and the other person, Su Xian felt a chill in his heart and couldn't help but keep some distance from them.
"Ah!"
"Stay away from me!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Xue Wuji and the other two immediately dispersed, patting their clothes in disgust.
What indirect kiss?!
Can you speak?
The two of them couldn't help but glare at Su Xian. Fortunately, there was no one else here, otherwise there would be a big misunderstanding.
When they thought about the story of "The Prince's Strange Love" that was spreading all over the city, they both got goosebumps.
"Brother, seeing you like this, father didn't punish you, did he?"
Xue Wuji looked at Su Xian with curiosity in his eyes.
Even after making such a big mistake, he was still able to come out safe and sound. It really shows that the big brother is the big brother!
"Why... do you want me to be grounded or beaten in court?" Su Xian replied unhappily.
Looking at Xue Wuji and the other person, Su Xian couldn't help but want to laugh.
These three brothers were all killed by Qian Renxue. This is enough to make up a table for playing Landlord!
But now that I am here, all this will naturally not happen again.
"Brother, you are joking. You are fine. We are so happy." Xue Mingtong said hurriedly, and Xue Wuji nodded in response immediately.
Su Xian couldn't help but roll his eyes. If Xue Wuji said this, he would believe it.
But Xue Mingtong is a typical black-bellied prince.
To put it nicely, he is resourceful, but to put it bluntly, he is cunning. What he says may not be reliable.
However, Xue Mingtong, who does not have a high talent for cultivation, is the most suitable person to be the emperor.
Sharing the same blood and destiny, Su Xian felt particularly close to the two of them.
so…
The important task of protecting the Tiandou Empire is now entrusted to you!
Filtering out Xue Wuji, Su Xian looked at Xue Mingtong and asked in a deep voice, "Third brother, do you want to be the emperor?"
"I'll go!"
Xue Mingtong's face changed drastically and he was immediately shocked.
Looking at Su Xian and then at Xue Wuji, Xue Mingtong couldn't help but wonder if he didn't check the almanac today.
Damn it!
One or two people can't leave the throne, the old man is still here! !
What's wrong with wanting to die? Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood as a rebel?
Besides…
Brother, what do you mean by asking me this?
How the hell should I answer?!
Isn't this just putting me on the grill?
"You're only 12 years old. You're so young, but you're more thoughtful than anyone else. Just tell me whether you want to or not!"
After slapping Xue Mingtong on the forehead in annoyance, Su Xian asked again.
Facing the oppressive gazes of the two, Xue Mingtong took a deep breath and slowly uttered a word.
"think!"
The voice was deep and powerful, and it was obvious that this was Xue Mingtong's true thoughts.
"That's easy!"
Su Xian clapped his hands in approval, and under Xue Mingtong's confused gaze, he spoke out his inner thoughts:
"Third brother, I no longer have any interest in the throne. I just want to be a free and easy prince in this life. From now on...it depends on whether your efforts can satisfy this old man."
"So, young man, come on, the future of the empire belongs to you, and to me, but in the final analysis, it still belongs to you!"
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