On the court.

The princeling ministers headed by the Grand Tutor stepped forward one after another: "Your Majesty, abdicate!"

"Your Majesty, abdicate!"

"Abdicate!"

"Father, you abdicate!"

Nan Tianxiao closed his hands together, saluted Nan Tianwen, and said loudly.

At this moment... How could there be any guilt, pain and embarrassment on his face?

All that is pressured is just a thrill.

There is also the shallow curve of the rising edge of the corners of his mouth! Father! Abdicate! Five simple words are like the sharpest blade in the world, and are constantly falling into Nan Tianwen's heart.

My heart is like a knife, and it is extremely painful! Is the heir I am proud of and carefully cultivated can't wait to force myself to abdicate?

And...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

Nan Tianxiao used all the methods he used! How could a powerful man in the Heavenly Venerable Realm suddenly be so weak?

Hasn’t it been since I took Nan Tianxiao that day, it is said that it was the spiritual pill refined by Tianya Hai Pavilion?

There is also this old Taoist priest... and the Taifu and others... and he is careful! It's just fine! At least this Southern Heaven Dynasty was not in the hands of others.

Nan Tianwen was completely disappointed, and there was a faint blood-colored tears floating in his eyes. He raised his hand tremblingly and opened his mouth to speak.

But at this moment... A playful laughter came from outside the hall: "Brother Nantian, you haven't seen each other for more than a year, why are you so down and out?"

"Um?"

Nantian swallowed the words he asked.

His eyes, which had gradually blurred, stared straight at the entrance of the hall, and the figure of the young man in black appeared in a trace of blood red under the sunset.

Familiar voices, familiar figures, and familiar faces.

Nan Tianwen stood up unconsciously: "Xiao, Xiao Yi?"

"What?

Is Xiao Zhenguo from the Daqian Dynasty coming?"

"He, how could he show up here?"

Xiao Yi's appearance immediately caused a turmoil in the court.

Nan Tianxiao's face changed suddenly. He naturally had heard of Xiao Yi's terrifying strength in the Baiyujing Holy Land. His heart trembled slightly, but suddenly he thought that this was the Southern Heaven Dynasty! He is the prince of the Southern Heaven Dynasty, and it is understandable that the prince inherited the throne! No matter how strong Xiao Yi is, he cannot stop his son from inheriting his father's business!

Nan Tianxiao regained his calmness, looked at Xiao Yi who had already walked to the middle of the hall, and frowned and said, "Xiao Zhenguo, although you are the one-word king of the Daqian Dynasty, this is the Nantian Dynasty. Is it not in accordance with the rules for you to come in rashly?"

"Big nephew, are you talking to me?"

Xiao Yi looked at Nan Tianxiao with a playful look on his face.

Big, big nephew?

Looking at Xiao Yi, who was a teenager younger than him, Nan Tianxiao's face turned blue and white.

But Xiao Yi was a fellow member of Nan Tianwen.

It’s really okay to call him a big nephew! Xiao Yi walked over and patted his head under Nan Tianxiao’s astonished gaze, and smiled and said, “Yes, your height is higher than your father. It’s indeed time to share the pressure for your father!”

"..." Nan Tianxiao was willing to curse, but when he heard Xiao Yi's words, his heart moved slightly and said, "Thank you for Xiao Zhenguo's understanding. If my father was not safe in Long Ti, I would not want to take over the throne so early..." "I don't want to take over the throne so early?"

This is simple, uncle, I happen to be proficient in pharmacology. I have a few elixirs in my hand that can cure your father's illness, so it will be no problem for him to sit in this position for thousands or eight hundred years!"

Xiao Yi patted his chest and looked as if you could rest assured if you gave it to me.

Uh...                                      Nan Tianxiao's face froze.

Damn! Did I ask you to save my father by holding you like this?

I asked you to support me as the emperor! Nan Tianxiao coughed lightly and was about to speak, but Xiao Yi asked with a smile: "What?

Big nephew, are you unwilling to let me cure your father?”

"This, how is this possible? I wish my father's dragon body was healthy and immortal..." Nan Tianxiao quickly shook his head and denied it.

He hurriedly looked at the Grand Tutor beside him.

The Grand Tutor coughed lightly and said, "Xiao Zhenguo has misunderstood something, and His Highness the Crown Prince has no choice but to do it! Your Majesty's dragon body is dragged down by the national fortune. He is already terminally ill. The Medicine Stone has no spirit..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

Who said this?”

Xiao Yi asked.

Sitting high above.

When Nan Tianwen saw Xiao Yi coming, the stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground, leaning on the dragon throne with a relaxed look on his face, watching the show with a smile.

He believed that Xiao Yi would not disappoint him! Faced with Xiao Yi's inquiry.

The Taifu subconsciously looked at Taoist Cangsong.

Taoist Cangsong looked arrogant, his chin was slightly raised, and he snorted coldly: "It's exactly what I said..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

Xiao Yi asked curiously.

Taoist Cangsong said proudly: "I, Cangsong, are members of the Tiance clan."

Nan Tianxiao echoed on the side: "Master Cangsong studied the Pharmacopoeia of the Elixir at the age of three, and was able to refine elixirs alone at the age of ten. He is a member of the Tiance clan. He is proficient in numerology and calculations, and knows that the past can be considered the future..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

In the lower grade, Xiao Yi has become a master of the Tiance clan and has also studied the methods of numerology and calculation.

I wonder if the Taoist priest is willing to give him some advice?"

Xiao Yi said enthusiastically.

Taoist Cangsong was stunned and frowned: "This numerology calculation method is mysterious and unpredictable, and the secret method of my Tiance clan has never been passed down to outsiders..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       �

But..." Xiao Yi said with a smile, "I wonder if I can calculate it for me?"

"This..." Daoist Cangsong subconsciously looked at Nan Tianxiao.

Nan Tianxiao frowned and secretly sent a message: Promise him that this person has a close relationship with my father, and his strength is terrifying, so you must not get along with him.

Taoist Cangsong nodded and said, "Please tell me Xiao Zhenguo!"

Xiao Yi looked humbly asking for advice, with a harmless smile on his face, and asked: "Since the Taoist master can know the past and the future, then let's calculate the future!"

"Can!"

Taoist Cangsong nodded.

Xiao Yi turned his hand and a silver dagger appeared on his palm. He looked at Taoist Cangsong with a smile: "Since the Taoist priest can know that the past is the future, please calculate it. Will this dagger be inserted into your body later!"

Uh...                                                              

His eyes rolled, and hesitated for a while, Taoist Cangsong gritted his teeth: "No!"

Just finished speaking.

Puff!                                                              

Taoist Cangsong endured the pain and looked at Nan Tianxiao with help.

Nan Tianxiao gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Zhenguo, as the saying goes, doctors do not treat themselves, Taoist priests are not that accurate!"

"Yes, yes, your highness is right. I can't calculate it myself..." Taoist Cangsong said quickly.

"It's reasonable!"

Xiao Yi nodded thoughtfully, turned his hand and took out a dagger, "Master Taoist, then you can calculate me again! Even if I will take this dagger and make a few holes in you!"

"&*()..." Taoist Cangsong sweated coldly in his head, his eyes twitched, but found that Nan Tianxiao gave him an unhelpful look, so he could only say with a tough bullet, "Yes, it will prick on me..." After saying this, Taoist Cangsong suddenly felt much more relaxed, and looked like he saw through Xiao Yi: Don't you just want to prove that I can't calculate accurately, so as to excuse Nan Tianwen?

Then... Then...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

Xiao Yi said with admiration: "I am worthy of being a member of the Tiance clan, and it is indeed accurate!"

Taoist Cangsong: "..." Xiao Yi took out another dagger... This time, before Xiao Yi could speak, Taoist Cangsong directly endured the pain and howled: "Xiao Zhenguo, please spare me, Your Majesty, please spare me, I am just Taoist You Fang, all this was done by Your Highness..." As soon as this was said.
Chapter completed!