Waste prince: Why do you force me to be emperor?

at this time.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch and the Deposed Prince perfectly missed the second wave of the barren state military situation.

The people from the Imperial City Division did not find any trace of them.

It's a very hot day in June.

However, the mountain wind in the barren state blows on people, but there is a trace of coolness.

In the wind, there was an endless smell of blood.

Among them, the smell of rotten meat and bones is even more pungent, making people smell it!

The waste prince wrinkled his nose: "This barren state is really a vicious place, even the smell is so bad!"

"To shut up!"

Ancestor Yin Yang's eyes shot brightly, Chang Changma's face was full of displeasure, smelling the strange smell, he scolded: "This used to be a battlefield, and many people died!"

The deposed prince shrank his neck and weakly pointed to the front: "Old Ancestor, there is a huge Jingguan in front of you, all of which are densely packed with human heads, covered in white, it looks very scary!"

"Oh?"

Patriarch Yin Yang squinted his eyes, looked at the blurry huge Jingguan in front of him, and said with a complicated expression: "I have been in the underground palace for a long time, and my eyes are getting worse and worse!"

"If you look a little farther away, you can't see clearly!"

"I think the heads of the people who came to build the capital are all from the barren state whose heads were beheaded by the Sirius cavalry!"

"These Sirius cavalry are really brutal!"

"Jie Jie Jie..."

When the waste prince thought that Xia Tian's head might be among this pile of heads, he couldn't help laughing: "Smelly old nine, he is finally dead!"

Patriarch Yin Yang raised his staff and drew it: "Who did you learn your laughter from?"

"Is it with Sirius Ouyangdu?"

"No wonder you will be abolished!"

"It's really like no one!"

"Clap clap clap..."

Patriarch Yin-Yang's Tengzhang violently slammed the waste prince three times, it was so hard that the waste prince was almost paralyzed to the ground.

"Woooooooo..."

The deposed prince fell to the ground in pain, hugged the ancestor of Yin Yang's thigh and cried: "Don't beat me, ancestor! The reason why I was deposed is all because of that damned stinky old nine. Not only can he not kill him, but he also specializes in defeating the prince. !"

"The prince knows he was wrong!"

Patriarch Yin Yang said coldly: "You have been kicked out of the East Palace, you are a deposed prince!"

The waste prince wiped a handful of snot on the legs of the ancestor Yin Yang, and wept hopefully: "Since the ancestor rescued me from the underground palace, he just wanted to help me, right?"

"Hey......"

Patriarch Yin-Yang sighed faintly, raised the corner of his robe that had been wiped with snot, wiped the waste prince's body with his backhand, and said with a look of disgust: "You really can't support the wall with mud!"

"I heard that when you are frightened, you can't help peeing?"

Hearing these words, the waste prince felt even more sad from his heart: "Old Ancestor! That stinky old nine came back to life in the snow, it's because of his sudden fright."

Patriarch Yin Yang squinted his short-sighted eyes and murmured, "Resurrected from the dead?"

"interesting!"

"One yin and one yang are called the Tao!"

"Angry and dead...can they transform into each other?"

The Yin-Yang Patriarch pulled his thoughts back and asked: "It's just a pity that the King of Huangzhou has died in the Barren State, otherwise, this Patriarch can use his body to study the Yin-Yang Dao!"

The abandoned prince stopped crying: "Old Ancestor, Smelly Laojiu is dead, and I don't think he can even find a complete body. He can't help you with your Yin-Yang Dao!"

"However, if the ancestor helps the crown prince to make a comeback and re-enter the East Palace, I will sit on the dragon chair in the future, and I will make the Yin-Yang School the national religion of Daxia, and respect the first of the hundred schools. You will be the national teacher of Daxia."

The deposed prince made a condition unwillingly!

"Hahaha......"

Patriarch Yin Yang laughed boldly and said, "Very good!"

"My patriarch promised you!"

The deposed prince was overjoyed, got up and wiped away the tears on his face: "Old Ancestor, is it true?"

Yin Yang Patriarch said seriously: "Of course it is true."

"Your father asked me to bring you out, so that this ancestor can temper you!"

"Although you have a ruthless heart, your defense is too weak. If you don't experience a little setback, you will never be able to gather the air of an emperor!"

The deposed prince regained a little confidence: "Old Ancestor, what is imperial spirit?"

"Is it the aura that scares me from my father?"

"Your father's imperial aura is a bit evil, I can't comment on it!"

Patriarch Yin Yang smiled mysteriously: "This thing sounds very mysterious. When you meet some people, you will know what the real emperor's spirit is?"

"Now, you go to find the head of the Ninth Prince...see if it's in this pile?"

"Yes!"

"Can you recognize it?"

The deposed prince gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry, the ancestor, even if the stinky old nine is turned into ashes, this prince will recognize it!"

"Humph......"

The deposed prince rushed to the front of the Beijing Temple with a feeling of revenge. Looking at the huge mountain of human heads, he couldn't help but feel a little scared, and the urge to urinate came to his head again.

However, he held back!

Now, Patriarch Yin Yang is the one who helped him rise up, and he must not lose face in front of him!

But what is the white powder on these people's heads?

It's lime!

However, the waste prince doesn't know him!

Lime, which can be used for antisepsis and preservation of human heads, is the best material.

He took a closer look... Those white powders are so evil, they even dyed the black hair of people in Huangzhou into silver hair!

wrong!

How can white powder dye human hair silver?

The deposed prince suppressed his nausea, stretched out his hand, and wiped off the white powder on that skull... Damn it, it wasn't black!

but silver.

The deposed prince's face changed!

These people have silver hair, which means that they are not from Daxia, nor from Huangzhou!

It's the god damn Sirius!

His heart was trembling, and he slowly raised his head, looking at the endless human head, a question kept popping up in his mind: "Why is the Beijing Temple made of the head of the Sirian wolf?"

Is it?

Could it be?

Sirius defeated?

That's why the Sirius cavalry had their heads chopped off and became a Jingguan, where they were built by the barren state army to show their victory and might?

The deposed prince asked these heads in a complicated mood: "What about the stinky old nine?"

"He's not dead, is he?"

The patriarch Yin Yang saw that the deposed prince was standing in front of the stinking Beijing, and he didn't want to go to smell the stench, so he asked displeasedly, "What's wrong?"

The deposed prince came back to his senses, and he couldn't help but push down the mountain of Sirius head with his hand!

"boom......"

The Jingguan collapsed, lime powder flew around, and human heads flew around, directly burying the waste prince in the heads, the scene was very eerie!

The waste prince was horrified, looking at the rolling heads in front of him: "Help!"

The strength of the third-rate martial artist exploded, and he was like a frightened silly roe deer, with his feet on tiptoe, he rushed out of the Human Head Mountain covered in lime, and landed in front of the Yin-Yang Patriarch with a panicked expression, his face pale with fright.

Between the legs, urine stains appeared, and the smell was overwhelming.

"Old Ancestor, it's not the head of the barren state, but the head of the Sirian!"

Patriarch Yin Yang said disappointedly: "So what?"

"You're scared to pee again!"

The abandoned prince's legs trembled, and he looked scared: "Old Ancestor, this must have been done by my stinky old nine."

"Only he likes to kill people!"

"He must be alive."

"The military situation in the barren state is fake."

The more the deposed prince said, the more panicked he became: "He must know about my barren state and deliberately use this head to scare me!"

"It must be!"

"Smelly old nine, you always want to harm me!"

Patriarch Yin Yang shook his head in disappointment!

This waste prince was scared out of his wits by the Ninth Prince!

He took out a copper plate with a weird pattern on it, which looked a little weird.

Immediately afterwards, the Yin-Yang Patriarch grabbed the hand of the deposed prince, cut it with his nails, squeezed out a drop of blood and fell into the copper plate.

That drop of blood turned into a blood thread, scurrying around in the copper plate, and finally fixed somewhere.

Patriarch Yin Yang raised his head, frowned, looked in the direction of Yin Shan and said, "Dead!"

Only then did the waste prince breathe a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you die!"

Patriarch Yin Yang blinked again: "However, this hexagram is very strange, and it is possible that he is not dead!"

"Go, let's go to Yinshan to have a look!"

"Go to the creek over there and wash yourself!"

The waste prince is speechless!

Is the smelly old nine dead?

Still not dead?

He walked towards the creek like a walking corpse, muttering in his mouth: "That means the stinky old nine is not dead!"

"If he died, I wouldn't be so unlucky!"

"It must not be dead!"

The waste prince walked to the mountain stream, knelt down and splashed water on his face, washing his eyes first!

Then, the lime meets the water, and tragedy strikes!

"what......"

The deposed prince let out a heart-wrenching howl: "It hurts so much!"

"my eyes......"

"Stinky old nine, why don't you die!"

"Why are you targeting me?"

The heart of the waste prince is so sad!

so sad!

Huangzhou, how scary!

Shortly after.

On the official road of the barren state.

An old man and a young man walked on the road desolately.

A person with presbyopia and nearsightedness can't see clearly at a distance!

One, with red and swollen eyes, looks like a blind man!

Their goal is to go to the Yinshan Mountain to find the King of Huangzhou, capture him back and bleed him, and open the gate of the underground palace!

But, why do you always feel cold in your heart?

Is the barren state a dragon's lake and a tiger's lair?

Or a tiger's den and a dragon's pool?