Fantastical, started with Beiliang, signed with Zhao Gao

Zhou Palace, Imperial Study Room.

An imperial guard rushed to the door of the imperial study with a nervous expression and shouted loudly, "Report, the eldest princess has reached the palace wall and is in a stalemate with the imperial guard."

"Where are the members of the Ji family and those aristocratic families?" Zhou Huang's voice came from the imperial study room and asked.

"The aristocratic families in the city have all been attacked by Fang Wai's sect, and they are trying their best to break through and rush to the palace," the imperial guard immediately responded.

"It seems that my sister Huang got mixed up with those sects outside Fang Wai, so let me tell you something else," Zhou Huang said with a sneer.

"The National Teacher's Mansion, the Hall of Consecration, has fallen to the eldest princess, and is besieging the clan's mansion, and there are constant troops outside the city under the banner of King Qin to join the eldest princess to attack the palace, and the central army has also moved out to block those who entered. The prince who rescued you in Beijing" said the imperial guard trembling in cold sweat.

The Central Army is the most elite army in the central part of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it exists with one against ten. There are [-] Central Army, but it is comparable to an army of one million.

"Trash, that is to say, the army within Zhou Capital has been controlled by my imperial sister. And we only have these [-] forbidden troops now." Emperor Xia came out of the imperial study and asked coldly.

"Yes, yes" the guards tremblingly replied lying on the ground.

"Old Ancestor, I'm sorry to trouble you, old man." Zhou Huang said respectfully to a red-faced, gray-haired old man beside him.

"Hmph, you are also a waste, and I don't know how to sit in this position, but you didn't know it until you were killed in front of the door, are you a pig?" The old man snorted coldly, took a light step, and the person disappeared. The master's ghostly movement method disappeared directly in place.

"Thousands of miles in a flash, the eleventh-rank fairyland, the patron saint of my Da Zhou, if you don't die, what kind of Emperor Zhou am I, as long as I kill you, Da Zhou is the one who has the final say." Zhou Huang looked at the direction where the ancestor of the Zhou family left murmured.

Then he looked at the imperial guard who was kneeling on the ground trembling beside him and said lightly, "Cut yourself, I will give your family prosperity and wealth for the rest of your life."

"Thank you Your Majesty, thank you Your Majesty" the imperial guard kowtowed to the Emperor of Zhou to express their gratitude, weeping and then drew out their long swords and killed themselves.

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palace wall

"Zhou Ming, you are finally willing to climb out of that coffin!" Jiang He, the patriarch of the Jiang family, called out coldly at the figure looking at the sky.

"Jiang He, it really is you old ghost. I knew it was not easy when something happened to your Jiang family, but I didn't expect you to want to seek my Zhou family." Zhou Ming sneered at Jiang He.

"Jiangshan is still your Zhou family's Jiangshan, just change the seat. As long as the eldest princess sits on the throne, the kingdoms will be unified. If you and I join forces, it will be even more powerful." Jiang He shouted at Jiang Ming.

"Rebellion is rebellion. I just want to see now, what kind of confidence do you have to dare to commit the crime?" A black dragon appeared behind Zhou Ming, and its big dragon eyes stared at Jiang He and let out a roar.

"Use my former soul of the Jiang family to attract the grievances of the Great Zhou, gather thousands of flesh and blood, and help me become a fairy." Jiang He shouted loudly with his eyes wide open.

With Jiang He at the center, strong winds raged around, rolling up the flesh and blood on the ground, forming a frightening bright red tornado, constantly washing over Jiang He's body.

Afterwards, the tornado dissipated, and a ghostly figure composed of evil spirits formed behind Jiang He.

"Kill" Jiang He roared, and the Fierce Ghost Faxiang soared into the sky to start a fierce battle with Zhou Ming's Black Jiao Faxiang in the sky.

"I'll follow everyone, kill one person and reward ten gold, and go up to three levels in a row!" Zhou Long, covered in blood, drew out his long sword and shouted angrily, and then led all the soldiers to press against the palace wall. Since the ancestors of the Zhou family have come out, then Success or failure is here.