Myriad Worlds Domination Starts from Douluo

The fourth prince, Xue Beng, has always remained in everyone's impression as an ignorant and playful prince.

He never wanted to fight for power and profit, he just wanted to live a good life, but his uncle insisted on letting him fight.

Xue Qinghe is the crown prince, the heir to the throne. From ancient times to the present, the throne of the empire has always been established. The free prince is also unwilling to fight for his life.

Prince Xue Xing pinched him again:

"Can you be a little promising, can you give your dead mother a little more air, go!"

This time, his tone was tough, and he had to force him.

"I'm fine..."

Unable to beat his uncle, Xue Beng had no choice but to step forward.

"Qi Qi reports to father. Father, and sons and servants are also willing to go to Wuhun City, as the prince of the empire, to congratulate the Pope of Wuhun Palace on behalf of father, so as to find out information!"

Although Xue Beng spoke a little timidly, his voice was loud.

All the courtiers cast surprised and strange glances one after another.

When did the fourth prince have such a magnanimity, and in the end I was still the fourth prince Xue Beng who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun?

Xue Ye looked at the two sons, finally showed a satisfied smile, reached out to stroke his beard, and then nodded slightly.

"This is the bearing that a prince of my empire should have. It is good to know how to be flexible!" Xue Ye praised: "In this case, then Beng'er, you can go. I will entrust this burden to you. I hope you can do well. Complete this mission."

Xue Beng raised his head suddenly, and looked at the royal father in surprise and joy, with an inconceivable look in his eyes.

I finally got the appreciation of my father, and I entrusted such an important matter to myself, thinking that my father would always ignore me so much.

Although he was very reluctant to compete with the crown prince, blood is thicker than water, and he always hoped to be appreciated by his father. Even if he just said a nice word of praise, it would still motivate him.

Even if it's not for fighting for anything, but just to be able to complete the task assigned by the father and get the approval of the father, it will still be the happiest thing for me.

Then he knelt down and kowtowed to the emperor:

"Thank you father! My son will definitely complete the task!"

And since Xue Ye announced the result, Xue Qinghe didn't intend to grab it, and immediately bowed his hands and saluted.

It's just that no one noticed that the corners of the mouth of the crown prince Xue Qinghe, who was buried in the ground, slightly raised, revealing an unfathomable and strange smile.

As long as there is a solution to the matter, Xue Ye herself does not want to take the opportunity to discuss this issue.

Thinking of Wuhundian makes me angry, but I chose to do things at this time.

Occupying more than 80% of the power of soul masters in the Douluo Continent, he has the capital and strength to do so, but hindering the interests and roads of the empire can only make him an enemy.

No matter how much he wanted to win over the Spirit Hall and deal with the Star Luo Empire before, he would definitely give up this idea of ​​digging his own grave now.

Wuhundian's ambitions have already been revealed, and through this so-called pope's birthday, the whole world can see Wuhundian's ambitions.

But fearing the strength of the Spirit Hall, there must be many snobs who will choose to compromise.

For this reason, action must be taken as soon as possible, and the Wuhun Hall must not be allowed to dominate.

At this time, among the enemies and allies of the Star Luo Empire, Xue Ye was more likely to choose the latter.

There is an old saying that is good, there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests, if it is really necessary to sign a truce contract with Xing Luo for how many years to deal with Wuhundian, then it doesn't matter.

The thorn in Wuhundian's side must be removed, otherwise it will only cause chaos in Douluo Continent.

Xue Ye stood up and ordered:

"Beng'er definitely needs someone to protect him on this trip. He is still the fourth prince of the empire. His safety is the most important thing. He called Ning Fengzhi, the suzerain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, to see me!"

"You all retreat first!"

After Xue Ye made the announcement, she turned around and left, and today's affairs were considered to have come to an end.

Xue Qinghe walked out of the hall, unexpectedly Prince Xue Xing came out quickly with Xue Beng at this time.

"His Royal Highness, please don't take offense. Xue Beng is also His Majesty's own son. Naturally, he has to help His Majesty solve problems. You are the future monarch, and Xue Beng will assist you in the future, so he needs to be trained right now."

If these words were spoken, other people would definitely feel that he was pretending to be handsome, and would be very angry, but Xue Qinghe acted very calmly, and had no intention of competing with Xue Beng at all.

Based on the phrase "Xue Beng is also His Majesty's biological son", one can figure out the prince's motives, but in order to prevent Xue Qinghe from guessing his true thoughts, he changed the meaning and expression.

It's a pity that the Xue Qinghe in front of them is no longer the same Xue Qinghe as before, so these small actions can't affect him much at all.

Xue Qinghe smiled lightly and said:

"My fourth brother and I are blood brothers. As an older brother, I should give way to my younger brother. That's fine."

"Also, my father is old and strong. Please uncle pay more attention to what you say in the future. If you are heard by someone with a heart, I am afraid that you will spread rumors. It is not good for you, me or fourth brother."

This combo was uttered word by word, each word deeply pierced Prince Xue Xing's heart, but in order not to let Xue Qinghe see his thoughts, he still forcibly held back.

Xue Qinghe saluted Prince Xue Xing as respect for his elders, then turned and left without looking back.

"Pooh!"

When Xue Qinghe walked away, Prince Xue Xing burst into anger, his eyes fixed on Xue Qinghe's back.

"Xue Beng, have you seen that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has never taken us seriously. You flattered him, but what you got in return was his indifference and disregard, so you must remember uncle If so, get back what should belong to you, and uncle will do his best to help you."

Xue Beng said sullenly:

"Uncle, I really don't want to fight for anything, why do you always disrespect my ideas?"

Prince Xue Xing slapped Xue Beng hard on the forehead, and said:

"What do you know? You are the purest royal blood. That position can only be yours. Your father hasn't said anything yet, which means you still have a chance. Don't you want to be recognized by your father?"

"I want to, of course I want to, but"

"No, but, born in the emperor's family, you can only fight for a way out for yourself in this way. Don't look at the prince's good words to you. If he really takes that position one day in the future, he will be the first one to let you go." It's you and me, do you understand?"

"In the emperor's house, most of the time I can't help myself. The war between us and him has already started, and we can't stop it. If you don't live up to it, even my old life will be involved. You want me to dead?"

Prince Xuexing said heavily.

"No, I don't want to see that end"

Xue Beng said hastily.

"Then you can fight for me, believe in yourself, you have the strength to fight against him."

"I'm fine, I'll try!"

"What does it mean to try? You answer so confidently, you must do it." Prince Xue Xing added.

"Okay, I can definitely do it!" Only then did Xue Beng pluck up the courage to say this awkward-sounding sentence.

"That's about the same!"