The official Balihu said angrily: "So, what do you mean?"
Then Su Huaiqing pointed at Xin Zhuo: "I'm here to kill this bastard!"
"Eight Beards" said: "Reason?"
"Do you need a reason?" Su Huaiqing had a wrinkled manly oval face and a silver crown and red tassel draped on his shoulders. He said coldly: "This man is the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. He openly resisted the unification of my army and killed hundreds of thousands of my soldiers. , shouldn’t he be killed?”
"It turns out to be this dog thief..."
"kill him……"
The dense crowd of people watching suddenly looked at Xin Zhuo, as if they all knew who he was. They couldn't help but be filled with indignation, shouting and cursing. If there were rotten leaves or rotten eggs, they would immediately throw them at him.
"Be quiet!"
Balihu waved his hand to signal for silence, and said to Su Huaiqing: "This is the decree of the imperial court. King Xin is the person summoned by your majesty. Even if Mr. Su is resentful, he must abide by the laws of the Qian Dynasty. Otherwise, the imperial court will blame him and he will not be able to afford the palace." Guilty! Stop being impulsive! Get out of the way!"
As he waved his hand, a three-carriage drove from the distance again. Ignoring the angry Su Huaiqing, he asked Xin Zhuo to get in the car again: "Don't be angry, King Xin, it's really..."
"It's a small thing, I've expected it."
Xin Zhuo smiled faintly, glanced at Su Huaiqing, who was blue in the face and did not dare to do anything again, and got into the car.
The car went straight to the end of the street.
The crowd behind cursed and dispersed. The anger on Su Huaiqing's face disappeared, and he left with a chuckle, as if the mission was completed.
"boom……"
The carriage that had just reached the corner of the street suddenly fell into pieces again. Xin Zhuo took Xiao Huang to the side and frowned.
In the mid-air ahead, a figure appeared again. A woman, dressed in white like snow, small and exquisite, stood in the air, pointed at Xin Zhuo angrily, and without waiting for Bali Hu to ask questions, she cursed to herself: "I am a disciple of Tianji in the Beidou Palace. Lu Yunzi, my brother is Lu Qinghou, even if he died in his hands, I will kill Xin Zhuo today, no one can stop me!"
"boom……"
"Miss Lu, kill him, kill him!"
The people and passers-by who had just dispersed in the rear crowded in again, and more and more people gathered.
Xin Zhuo looked at the woman carefully. She was a higher cultivation, Yuanji Eight Forests, heaven-level origin. Is she the sister of Lu Qinghou, the Tianji middle-ranking saint who attacked him that night with Ji Pixuan? Beidou Palace?
The barbaric official of Honglu Temple was no longer angry. He just said calmly: "Your Majesty's decree, you can try it!"
"You think I don't dare?" Lu Yunzi was furious, but the thunder was loud and the raindrops were light, so he didn't dare to continue his attack.
"Ba Yihu" waved in a leisurely manner, and another three-carriage drove up. He asked Xin Zhuo to get in the car again, without any explanation or comfort.
The carriage continued on the road, leaving only the worried and angry Lu Yunzi and the people who were blackly cursing.
"boom--"
However, the carriage has traveled three miles this way.
It exploded again, turning the three horses into pulp, and two deep holes appeared on the ground.
Xin Zhuo led Xiao Huang to the street corner skillfully and squatted on the roadside.
This time, two people took action, a man and a woman. The man was wearing a red official robe and a large-winged official hat. He had a handsome face and an upturned sword eyebrow. He was extremely angry.
She has a feminine temperament, a delicate complexion, and a particularly slender figure set off by a Tai Chi robe, but she is looking directly at Xin Zhuo with an expression of indifferent murderous intent.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Countless people, warriors, and officials poured out of the surrounding streets, markets, alleys, and palaces, blocking the streets with water, and their faces were full of excitement and hatred.
The windows of the surrounding tall palace buildings were also opened one after another, and many important figures could be vaguely seen sitting in them, watching indifferently.
It's quite a sure-fire situation with obstructions from all directions.
The "Ba Yihu" official glanced around, and finally looked at the man and woman in front of him, and said as coldly as water: "It turns out to be Mr. Li Chongren, Sizheng of the Zhentian Division, and the Yuanxiao girl from Jingyang Palace. The two are court officials, A high-ranking Saint-son-level expert from the First Palace has gained His Majesty’s trust, but for what reason?”
The man Li Chongren looked up to the sky and sighed: "Xin Zhuo, you are a monster, a boy who brings disaster to the country and the people. For the sake of the people's livelihood, for the sake of the people, and for the sake of the country and the country, we must kill this man!"
"Master Hu doesn't know why this person came to the Imperial Capital of Daqian!"
The woman, Miss Yuanxiao, was very worried and said righteously to "Eight Beards": "It's not enough to describe him as a coquettish person who brought trouble to our country and ruined our country. Our Dagang can only be established for fifty years, how can it be ruined by him?"
Xin Zhuo listened solemnly, with a serious expression on his face. He couldn't help it at this moment. Without waiting for Balihu's reply, he said first: "I accept the other reasons this girl said. Isn't that a bit too much? Where am I? Is it just because of your coquettish appearance?"
Does this describe a man?
"shut up!"
Li Chongren was furious, "What kind of face do you have, what have you done, what are you doing here, you have no idea? If you say one more thing, I will risk being punished by His Majesty, and I will kill you." you!"
Xin Zhuo subconsciously touched his face: "Are you praising me? Thank you, actually I don't want to do this either..."
"Extremely despicable!" Li Chongren sneered.
"shameless!"
The Yuanxiao girl's long hair was flying, she flicked it with her bare hands, and there was a sword sound, and a Wujiyuan weapon with a quiet color came out of her body and pointed directly at Xin Zhuo.
The "Bai Hu" official stepped in front of Xin Zhuo, faced the two of them, and sneered: "You two have passed, here comes someone!"
"Boom boom boom..."
The ground roared in the distance. Thousands of Imperial Guards rode in neatly organized flying tiger monsters and rushed towards them. Along the way, they whipped away a large number of civilians. They violently fought their way to the front. Regardless of the wailing of the civilians in the street, they killed Li Chongren and Li Chongren. The Yuanxiao girls were surrounded.
The Balihu official summoned another three-carriage from nowhere. This was already the fourth one. He looked at Xin Zhuo and said, let's keep going.
Xin Zhuo glanced at the two eager Yuanxiao girls and the densely packed pavilion buildings in all directions, smiled and said: "It seems... there is no need to take a carriage, right?"
The official Ba Yihu was startled for a moment and nodded: "Yes."
With a wave of his hand, thousands of Imperial Guards surrounded the two men and walked toward the end of the long street.
After walking for more than ten miles, I don’t know where my destination is. I just feel like I am being stared at by countless deep eyes, and I am surrounded by countless people along the way. At this moment, I can simply describe it as "a city with empty lanes". All those faces were filled with worry and anger. If he could take action, not even a single hair on Xin Zhuo's body would be left.
Moreover, we met at least a dozen waves of masters along the way, but because Xin Zhuo didn't ride in a carriage, he couldn't fight, and because he was afraid of the imperial guards, or he didn't dare to take action at all.
However, someone got anxious and yelled angrily: "Old dog Huden from Honglu Temple! Why don't you arrange for this dog thief to ride in a carriage? I have itchy hands and nowhere to vent!"
Hu Deng, the barbaric official of Honglu Temple, was too lazy to pay attention and roughly ordered the imperial guards to surround him.
Continuing to move forward, there was noisy noise in his ears. Xin Zhuo was used to it, so he turned a deaf ear to Xiao Huang.
Hu Den looked strange and turned around as he walked and asked, "Isn't King Xin angry? Don't you want to fight with them?"
Xin Zhuo said calmly: "Isn't it what it should be? What kind of fight? If I were a member of Daqian, and a guy who killed hundreds of thousands of Daqian elites and captured the prince of Daqian came to Beijing, I would jump up and scold him. !”
Hu Den blinked and said: "Prince Xin is self-aware, but this is not like you. I have not paid any attention to the rumored conquests in all directions, iron-blooded skills, and boldness!"
Xin Zhuo put his hands in his sleeves, and the old god said: "Quit!"
"Can I still quit this thing?"
Holden chuckled and shook his head.
Xin Zhuo thought for a while and asked: "Who are those people from Dixia Academy, Beidou Palace, Zhentiansi and Jingyang Palace? What are their origins?"
Hu Deng said: "Jingyang Palace, Jixia Academy, and Beidou Palace, the three palaces are transcendent, and there are masters everywhere. Their disciples and disciples all come from the Holy Land. People like King Xin cannot be tolerated by them!
In addition, Zhentiansi and Qintianjian are veterans of His Majesty's career. They have profound backgrounds and are full of masters.
There are also mountain residences and holy ruins from the mountains, and the residences of saints. Together they are called the Seven Powers of the Imperial Capital.
Also, in this thousand-mile-long Qiongxiao Imperial Capital, the old men selling sesame cakes may all be disciples of saints, powerful men, and old men.
Of course, you will know in the future! "
There are people here on a mountain...
Is anyone here from the Jiang family?
Xin Zhuo's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and after a while he pretended to be relaxed and smiled bitterly: "Look at the sky-throwing posture along the way, do I still have a future?"
Hu Den suddenly stopped and roared angrily: "Of course you have a future, you have a longer way to go than anyone else. If you harm the country and the people in the future, and frame loyal people, I will be the first to strangle you to death or bump you to death!"
Xin Zhuo did not expect the old official's reaction, and was speechless for a moment.
Something's not quite right, right?
Can I still frame Zhongliang?
Is it possible that Daqian asked me to be the nine-thousand-year-old?
I'll sort out the outline and I'll update it in a few days.
(End of chapter)
