Chapter 179 Throne of Lanyuan
"What's wrong? The third princess has something on her mind?" Ning Wuxie was stunned and asked.
"But are there any worries? Is it because you are worried that others will not agree?"
"Could it be that the road is poor?" The first thing Ning Wuxie thought of was that the person who could make Mo Xin troubled was him.
Mo Xin smiled slightly and shook his head.
"No, he's not worth bothering me to this extent."
"Although Lu Qiong and I have nothing to do with each other, I am also a member of the Mojiao clan's royal family. It is not his turn to meddle in the inheritance of the throne within the Mojiao clan."
"Didn't you see how he knelt down to us when he was in Jiuyong City?"
"What are the third princess worried about?" Ning Wuxie asked.
Hearing these words, Mo Xin fell silent again. He looked up at the sky clouds and mountains in the distance, as well as the guards of the Black Dragon Saint Clan surrounding him.
After a long time, she finally spoke slowly.
"The throne is really that good?"
"Both the eldest brother and the second brother are useless, and only my little daughter can be used. Unlike the human race, the Mojiao clan can have more than a dozen children in one generation, and the princes will still fight for the throne."
"I knew about twenty years ago that when my father passed away, this throne would belong to me."
"But it's not something I fought for. I never expected to get it..."
Mo Xin frowned slightly and said with a complicated expression.
"If you didn't fight for it yourself, then I think it's very meaningless..."
Hearing Mo Xin's words, Ning Wuxie gradually showed a surprised expression.
Although Mo Xin had already expressed it more tactfully and fully explained her reasons, Ning Wuxie still heard the most essential meaning of her words.
Mo Xin has no interest in the throne!
This is a big deal!
The throne of a country is not a sought-after treasure that can be given up at will and left to others who want it.
Sometimes, it's not up to you to decide whether to be the emperor or not. Even if you don't want to, you have to ascend that throne. Because only you can best convince the public, and only you can stabilize the situation. If you don't do it, then the entire court and the entire royal family may be in chaos.
At that time, the lives of one or two people will no longer be enough, but wars, turmoil, and a series of disasters may break out.
Ning Wuxie had dealt with many dynasties in her previous life, and was well aware of the huge hidden dangers brought about by the uncertainty of the throne.
If Mo Xin really doesn't want to be the emperor, what kind of trouble will Lan Yuan get into?
He didn't dare to think about it.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to persuade, Mo Xin sighed again and waved his hand.
"Oh, I don't want to think about it anymore. It's really troublesome. Let's talk about it later."
"Anyway, with your help, it shouldn't be a big problem. If you can't handle it, you can just call in a few more talents from Confucianism."
"That's it for now."
After saying hello, she turned around and walked towards Feipeng, jumped off Feipeng, transformed into a dragon, and flew up.
Ning Wuxie was left behind, meditating quietly on Feipeng's back.
Maybe Mo Xin was just complaining. She should know the importance of such a big matter as the throne of a country and would not be so easily willful.
Ning Wuxie was thinking this, and suddenly, another thing came to his mind like lightning.
That was a conversation he had with Song Luoyun when he first arrived in Hidden Dragon City.
Song Luoyun was proficient in the art of heavenly acting and could deduce heavenly secrets and predict the future. He told Ning Wuxie so at that time.
In the Lanyuan Dynasty, the future throne is still pending, and will eventually fall to the most precious demon clan in the world.
White Pond.
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Thousands of miles away, Renzong City.
Li Luobing walked out of his room and came to the courtyard.
A crow had been standing on the tree in the courtyard for a long time, looking around and making a soft, hoarse cry.
Li Luobing walked under the tree and stretched out his hand to make a sign. The crow on the tree saw it. It immediately jumped into her hand.
The crow opened its mouth and retched, and finally a small piece of paper popped out.
The scroll was covered with sticky liquid and food residue from the crow's stomach. Li Luobing resisted nausea, unfolded the scroll, and began to read the contents.
After only five seconds of looking at it, her eyes were already wide open, with a look of disbelief on her face.
"One Tongxuan and three Sea Transformation Realm cultivators, all of them failed?!"
"How is this possible! Did he rise to Tongxuan in half a year?!"
Li Luobing looked horrified and continued reading. After a moment, the surprised expression disappeared, revealing an expression of surprise, then resentment.
"What a piece of luck! This bastard."
She crumpled the note into a ball, and then realized that the ball of paper was dirty. The entire palm of her hand was stained, and she became even more angry.
"I haven't found him after hiding in Peach Blossom Mountain for six months. Where did this guy go?!"
"Damn, damn it!"
Li Luobing cursed angrily.
After a moment, she took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly to calm down.
The crow that delivered the letter was still standing on the tree waiting for her quietly. It also needed to bring back Li Luobing's reply.
Li Ruobing thought for a while, turned around and returned to the room. After a while, he came out holding the same small roll of paper.
She stretched out her hand towards the crow and gestured with a different seal. The crow jumped back into her hand again, opened its mouth to pick up the scroll and swallowed it hard.
Then without any further delay, the crow flapped its wings and took off, flying away into the distance.
Li Ruobing looked at the crow's retreating figure, feeling quite unhappy in his heart.
Why is this little Ning Wuxie so hard to kill?
He and his master spent millions of spirit stones, and became Huangquanke's undercover agent. They walked on the tip of a knife every day, but they didn't even see a hair on Ning Wuxie's body.
What puzzled her the most was that the previous assassination was just that. It might be because the killers sent by Huang Quanke were not very good.
But this time, even one of the three Tongxuan incarnations was dispatched. Li Ruobing himself did not expect that Huang Quanke would work so hard and send out such a heavyweight killer.
However, this still failed!
Li Ruobing couldn't even figure out how could someone hide there in a small valley for 6 months without being found. Is the Huangquanke killer blind?
Finally, they were bumped into by people from the Lanyuan Dynasty and killed them all.
Fortunately, Huangquanke's killers are all dead soldiers. In order to avoid being interrogated, they will commit suicide when they are caught.
But Li Ruobing still felt on tenterhooks. If the Lanyuan Dynasty found out that it was a guest from Underworld who did it, it would be difficult...
Wait a moment.
What's not easy to do?
She suddenly felt that her mind had opened up. Even if the Lanyuan Dynasty knew that it was Huang Quanke who did it, what does it have to do with her, Li Luobing?
Moreover, she could rely on her status as a disciple of the Renzong to go to the Lanyuan Dynasty openly and meet Ning Wuxie on the grounds of investigating cases where the devil was raging.
Isn't this just right?
Li Ruobing's mind was open-minded in an instant. With him delivering information to the Lanyuan Dynasty, Huang Quanke would definitely be able to carry out the assassination more conveniently!
As soon as he said it, Li Luobing planned to apply to Lanyuan for the next task after finishing the things at hand!
By then, I don’t know how much time has passed, and I don’t know if the Lanyuan Dynasty will agree, but I have to give it a try.
Li Luobing made up his mind, nodded, and no longer wasted his mind on this matter, turned around and returned to the house. I plan to write another letter to Jiang Ren.
If there is no reply to the letter, then she will not write it again. Wait until Jiang Ren takes the initiative to contact her again.