648: C648 Zhang Xing Is Dead

C648 Zhang Xing Is Dead

Article 648. Zhang Xing was dead.

"Venerable Beate, where are His royal highness the prince and the other Venerables?"

Dragon Warrior's face was filled with joy as he kept looking behind Bei Yate.

"His royal highness the prince... is dead!"

Boom!

The faces of everyone from the Forth stiffened.

"What?"

"Isn't His royal highness the prince under your protection?"

"How can a mere Emperor Realm kid kill Crown Prince?"

"You six Venerables can't defend against a single Emperor Realm expert? That's impossible."

Bei Yate chose to remain silent in the face of everyone's doubts and accusations.

If he hadn't witnessed Zhang Xing's death with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to come back. He would have disappeared without a trace a long time ago.

He didn't care about his wife, son, or grandson anymore. Whether he would live or die depended on His Majesty the Emperor's heart.

But now that he had the responsibility to go back, he still chose not to flee.

After all, there was still hope for him to live after he returned, and that he could protect his descendants.

While they were arguing and arguing, the various families of the Wan Wu City, as well as the other members of the Second Third-class States Imperial Family, all appeared in front of them in a sorry state.

"After Zhang Xing killed a Venerable, he suddenly launched a sneak attack on Prince Joun. After that, he killed three Venerable in a row and died in the explosion of a Venerable."

“...”

The entire battle was narrated by these people.

Zhang Xing was dead!

Was Zhang Xing really dead?

When this news spread to all the Second third-class empire, it was already half a year later. Those who heard this news were all shocked.

Especially Zhang Xing's hardcore fans, they did not believe this news.

They firmly believed that Zhang Xing was not dead. Their idol would not die!

But at the same time, there was a hidden wave in many Empire at the same time. The hidden wave's sound was fierce and fierce, describing the scene of Zhang Xing's death at that time.

At the same time, these voices expressed Zhang Xing's negative side of the story.

They said that he was arrogant and despotic, that he was inhumane, and that he was the incarnation of a devil...

Zhang Xing's hardcore fans were also unwilling to fall behind. They found all kinds of positive examples and glorious achievements of Zhang Xing.

"Who in the world can reach the Intermediate Divine Sovereign Realm at the age of eight? Which one of you can do it? "

"Who can kill four Primary Venerable One at the Intermediate Divine Sovereign Realm, force one of them to explode, and escape? None of you can!"

“...”

In the Forth Empire Imperial Palace, Kaiser and Zhu Ruidi had been paying close attention to the Martialism's every move for the past six months.

"Have you found any news about Zhang Xing's six dragons?"

"Your Majesty, those six dragons left the Wan Wu City at that time. Our spies followed them closely for a few days. In the end, they all disappeared in different regions of the sea."

"During this half a year, the Martialism didn't find Zhang Xing, nor did they find any traces of those six dragons."

An officer in charge of the spies reported once again.

"En, go down. Keep an eye on the Martialism. Keep an eye on the people closely related to Zhang Xing, especially that Girl called Nuo Bao."

Emperor Juredti relaxed his brows and said.

After the official left, Zhu Ruidi walked into the secret room in the study. His face immediately became sad.

He looked at the portrait of his son on the wall, and two lines of tears flowed down.

"My child, you don't have the life to inherit the throne!"

"You died young, and you didn't even have the time to enjoy this wealth and glory before you left. This is fate!"

"But that Zhang Xing is already dead. You can be considered to have died in peace."

"For you, the only thing royal father can do is to treat your biological mother well. She has lost you, and she has no one to rely on. She has been washing her face with tears all day, and she has aged a lot."

For half a year, Emperor Juredti went to the secret chamber every day to talk to his son and reminisce about the past. "Venerable Beate, where are His royal highness the prince and the other Venerables?"

Dragon Warrior looked delighted as he kept looking behind Bei Yate.

"His royal highness the prince... is dead!"

Boom!

The faces of everyone from the Forth stiffened.

"What?"

"Isn't His royal highness the prince under your protection?"

"How can a mere Emperor Realm kid kill Crown Prince?"

"You six Venerables can't defend against a single Emperor Realm expert? That's impossible."

Bei Yate chose to remain silent in the face of everyone's doubts and accusations.

If he hadn't witnessed Zhang Xing's death with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to come back. He would have disappeared without a trace a long time ago.

He didn't care about his wife, son, or grandson anymore. Whether he would live or die depended on His Majesty the Emperor's heart.

But now that he had the responsibility to go back, he still chose not to flee.

After all, there was still hope for him to live after he returned, and that he could protect his descendants.

While they were arguing and arguing, the various families of the Wan Wu City, as well as the other members of the Second Third-class States Imperial Family, all appeared in front of them in a sorry state.

"After Zhang Xing killed a Venerable, he suddenly launched a sneak attack on Prince Joun. After that, he killed three Venerable in a row and died in the explosion of a Venerable."

“...”2

The entire battle was narrated by these people.

Zhang Xing was dead!

Was Zhang Xing really dead?

When this news spread to all the Second third-class empire, it was already half a year later. Those who heard this news were all shocked.

Especially Zhang Xing's hardcore fans, they did not believe this news.

They firmly believed that Zhang Xing was not dead. Their idol would not die!

But at the same time, there was a hidden wave in many Empire at the same time. The hidden wave's sound was fierce and fierce, describing the scene of Zhang Xing's death at that time.

At the same time, these voices expressed Zhang Xing's negative side of the story.

They said that he was arrogant and despotic, that he was inhumane, and that he was the incarnation of a devil...

Zhang Xing's hardcore fans were also unwilling to fall behind. They found all kinds of positive examples and glorious achievements of Zhang Xing.

"Who in the world can reach the Intermediate Divine Sovereign Realm at the age of eight? Which one of you can do it? "

"Who can kill four Primary Venerable One at the Intermediate Divine Sovereign Realm, force one of them to explode, and escape? None of you can!"

“...”

In the Forth Empire Imperial Palace, Kaiser and Zhu Ruidi had been paying close attention to the Martialism's every move for the past six months.

"Have you found any news about Zhang Xing's six dragons?"

"Your Majesty, those six dragons left the Wan Wu City at that time. Our spies followed them closely for a few days. In the end, they all disappeared in different regions of the sea."

"During this half a year, the Martialism didn't find Zhang Xing, nor did they find any traces of those six dragons."

An officer in charge of the spies reported once again.

"En, go down. Keep an eye on the Martialism. Keep an eye on the people closely related to Zhang Xing, especially that Girl called Nuo Bao."

Emperor Juredti relaxed his brows and said.

After the official left, Zhu Ruidi walked into the secret room in the study. His face immediately became sad.

He looked at the portrait of his son on the wall, and two lines of tears flowed down.

"My child, you don't have the life to inherit the throne!"

"You died young, and you didn't even have the time to enjoy this wealth and glory before you left. This is fate!"

"But that Zhang Xing is already dead. You can be considered to have died in peace."

"For you, the only thing royal father can do is to treat your biological mother well. She has lost you, and she has no one to rely on. She has been washing her face with tears all day, and she has aged a lot."

For half a year, Emperor Juredti went to the secret chamber every day to talk to his son and reminisce about the past.

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