Chapter 634: Evil Becomes King

"The sword is good. X" a flat praise sounded.

Ian Lar was startled, sobered up quite a bit. Turning his head to look, he saw two people in strange costumes coming in from the tent at some point. He had seen this strange costume in the battle over the wall. The clothes of the people inside the wall!

"Assassin?" Yian Laer narrowed his eyes, showing a bit of murderous look on his face, "How did you get in, who gave you the internal response?"

"It's a pity that you can't kill the person you want to kill the most. No matter how sharp the sword is, it's useless." Du Dian said indifferently: "Don't worry, I'm just here to make a deal with you."

"Deal?" Ian Lal raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Nonsense, die to me!" With a low growl, he suddenly charged at Du Dian with a sword.

Watching him approaching quickly, Du Dian suddenly stretched out his fingers, pinched the tip of the sword, and then twisted the tip of the sword in the opposite direction. With a buzzing sound, the sword was extremely elastic, and it bent back to stab Yian Laer .

Ianlar's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly backed away.

But Du Dian quickly kicked him under his knees. The severe pain caused his feet to slide back immediately, and he almost fell to his knees. Du Dian stretched out his hand and strangled his neck. Although Ian Lal has a burly figure unique to savages, more than two meters tall, but at the moment he is squatting in front of Du Dian, his vitals are restrained, and it is difficult to resist.

"Now, can we have a good talk?" Du Dian said.

Ianlar's face was full of horror, and there was a huge wave in his heart, more fear. He didn't expect that with his own strength, he would be subdued by someone in a single sight. You know, he was not drunk, nor was he careless , but the opponent is too strong, both in strength and speed, far surpassing him.

"Talk, what are you talking about?" Yian Laer reluctantly said, he suddenly noticed that the fighting movement here did not alarm the attendants outside, could it be that...

Du Dian let go of his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "I know you, you are one of the best among the princes, you want to be the king of the savages, don't you?"

Yian Laer's face was ugly, "How do you know about me? Who told you?"

"Your sister, Yvette."

"Her? I knew that this damn bitch is not a good thing!" Ianlar clenched his fists angrily.

Du Dian glanced at him and said, "In a way, she is better than you."

Ianlar looked up at him,

Not daring to refute, just indignant.

"I came to you today, mainly to help you realize your wish." Du Dian said.

Yian Laer was startled, his eyes widened, and he said, "Help me realize my wish? You, you want me to..."

"The response is not slow, not bad." Du Dian praised, but there was no smile on his face.

The shock in Yian Laer's eyes slowly disappeared, and suddenly he thought of something, looked at Du Di'an suspiciously, and said: "Could you be sent by my father to test me? If so, this method is too bad, right? ?!"

Du Dian said indifferently: "If your father had my assistance, the last battle of crossing the wall would have been able to break through in one fell swoop and occupy the inside of the wall."

Ian Lal was stunned, thinking that this was true. Judging from the previous fights, he knew that Du Dian was not talking big. With the help of such a person, he only needed to sneak into the wall and assassinate a few heads of the general department. It can play a great role in the wall war.

"If you are willing to be king, I will fulfill you, but you need to obey my words." Du Dian said indifferently.

Ianlar's heart sank slightly, and his eyes flickered slightly. He knew that once he agreed, even though he stepped on the throne, he was just a puppet.

"I promise you." He said immediately.

Du Dian nodded slightly, "Then you go and kill your father, and the throne is yours."

Yian Laer was stunned, and said: "This, this is too rash, isn't it?"

"you are not willing?"

"Yes, of course!" Ian Lal smiled wryly, and said, "However, my father is always protected by someone, so I can't get close to him at all, and I can't bring a weapon to see him, so I can't kill him at all. If so, I would have already..."

"I will help you." Du Dian said: "Come with me."

Yian Laer stared blankly at Du Dian, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said: "My lord, please wait a moment, even if you help me kill my father, I'm afraid I won't be able to ascend the throne, my other brothers are very Qiang, when my father dies, no one will suppress them, most likely they will scramble for the throne one after another, and fall into a melee. With my strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to..."

"Which brother do you think is a threat, I will help you kill it together." Du Dian said.

Ianlar was stunned, and it took him a long time to react, and he said pleasantly, "Is it really possible?"

"can."

"Okay!" Yian Laer was excited and nodded immediately.

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The night was dark, and there was a sudden bell ringing on the hill, and at the same time, a big fire lit the lampstand, and the flames burned several wildling royal tents. Crying, flames, and killing intertwined in the night.

The whole hill fell into chaos, and it wasn't until the sky became bright that the hills returned to calm. Only the smoke from the tent burning into ashes floated gently into the distance. And Yian Laer was holding a sword and wearing a mighty armor, pointing the tip of the sword at the neck of a beautiful and dignified woman, and said coldly: "Mother, where is the beast king's soldier card, even if you don't tell me, I will It will be found sooner or later!"

The woman looked at him angrily, "Kill me, even if you kill me, you won't get it, you bastard!"

"Father is dead, and I am tomorrow's king, mother, don't force me!" Yian Laer said angrily.

"King? Bah! You bastard, I shouldn't have given birth to you. If I had known this day, I should have strangled you to death in the cradle!" The woman was so angry that her eyes were red, and there were dried tears on her beautiful face. , she looked at Yian Laer angrily, not afraid of the sword point on her neck.

Ianlar looked gloomy, took a deep breath, and said, "Mother, you forced me!" Then he turned around and shouted, "Bring me up!"

"Yes!" A confidant servant promised, turned and left, and quickly carried three seven or eight-year-old children bound by iron chains, two men and one woman, all wearing high-end animal clothes.

"Mother, brother..." One of the girls was full of fear, looking at her mother who had fallen into the wreckage, and her brother who was holding a bloody sword in front of her, a little at a loss.

Seeing the three children being tied up, the woman rushed to hug them, but was stopped by Yian Laer's sharp sword.

"Mother, I'll give you three minutes to think about it. If you don't say anything, I'll kill them. I'll kill one every minute. You can figure it out!" Yian Laer's eyes were cold, and he turned around and waved to his subordinates.

The confidant next to him understood and immediately grabbed one of the boys and put the sword on his neck.

When the woman saw this scene, her eyes were about to burst, and she said angrily: "Let him go, let him go, you dare to touch the royal family, do you want to die?!"

The confidant's face changed slightly, and he looked at Yian Laer.

Yian Laer looked at his mother coldly, and said, "Hurry up, one minute is almost up."

The woman looked up at him angrily, "Your father loves you so much, why did you do such a crazy thing, even if you didn't do it, your father would pass the throne to you, why did you do such a stupid thing ?!"

"How do I know if he will pass it on or not? Now that he's dead, don't speak so nicely." Yian Laer's eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "It's time." He waved his palm.

When the confidant saw this, he handed over his palm, and with a puff, the sharp sword pierced the boy's neck immediately, blood overflowed, and the boy fell to the ground dead before he could scream.

Yian Laer's eyes were deep and cold, and he said, "Mother, why don't you tell me?"

The woman stared blankly at the boy who fell to the ground, and her mind went blank. After a while, she slowly came back to her senses. Looking up at the burly son who was once proud of herself, she felt so strange at this moment, she was stunned. After waiting for a while, he suddenly noticed two people in strange costumes standing behind his son, and suddenly thought of the scene when these two men killed several generals who came to guard, and felt chills and unspeakable anger in their hearts. He tremblingly said: "Did you follow their instructions to do this? Are they inside the wall? You actually colluded with the insiders to kill your father and brother, you, you..."

"As long as I can become a king, I don't care even if the mountain is filled with corpses." Yian Laer looked coldly, and said, "If you want to blame, blame your father for not being smart. I didn't want to kill him, but I persuaded him. , He actually scolded me, saying I was stupid, hehe... Now that he is dead, he deserves his death!" rw