The capital, the most important place of a country, is the place where the emperor should issue orders and govern the world, but at this time, there are evil spirits and dark clouds.
At this time, the Nine-Five Master on the golden dragon chair above the court looked at an old man who was chatting incessantly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked very unhappy.
"Your Majesty, the Protector of the Country asked Your Majesty last month to issue an order to execute Mr. Li's entire family on the grounds that Mr. Li is a monster. Now, on the grounds that General Wang wants to conspire to cause rebellion, he is asking Your Majesty to issue an edict to execute him. Nine tribes! But, Your Majesty! Master Li and General Wang are loyal and dedicated to doing things for the Emperor. Now they are being accused of crimes without knowing whether they are clear or not. What is the justice of heaven! And..."
Having said this, the gray-haired old man pointed to a tall and thin figure standing next to the golden dragon chair and said: "I dare to ask the protector of the country, you said that General Wang has the intention of plotting chaos, where is the evidence!?".
The tall and thin figure, with his hands clasped together as if he had been silently reciting scriptures, opened his eyes, looked at the old man pointing at him, and shook his head slightly, with a look of compassion.
He is the protector of the country, Pudu Cihang.
Turning his gaze to the emperor on the golden dragon chair, Pudu Cihang said in his high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty, I have no evidence, but this is what I recite every day and my Buddha saw that I am sincere and passed it down. How to decide the will is entirely up to the Emperor!"
Hearing this, the emperor was startled and hesitated.
See this. A trace of displeasure flashed in Pudu Cihang's eyes, and he said, "Your Majesty, please consider my Buddha's will carefully!".
"This..." the emperor groaned softly, but he remembered the magical magic displayed by Pudu Cihang and the immortality promised to him, and then said: "Since it is my Buddha's will, then do it!" .
"Your Majesty!" The old man shouted with a sad look on his face. He knelt on the ground, kowtowed deeply and said, "Your Majesty, please think twice!".
Pudu Cihang looked at the old man, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and then said: "Master Fu, you are pleading for the traitor, but what does it have to do with him?"
Fu Tianchou was startled and trembled with anger. He pointed at Pudu Cihang and said, "You are spitting blood!".
The emperor frowned slightly and said displeasedly: "Fu Tianchou, retreat!".
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Fu Tianchou shouted without giving up. When he was about to speak, an old man with gray hair gently pulled Fu Tianchou back.
Seeing this, Pudu Cihang's eyes flashed with a stern look, he looked at the civil and military officials of the court, and said with a ferocious smile in his heart: "Sooner or later, I will drain your flesh and blood and turn you into a skin and body!".
Seeing that no one played again, the emperor yawned and said softly: "Then, let's retreat from the court!".
After the words fell, the emperor stood up, but just as he was about to leave, a black figure directly smashed the roof of the Golden Palace and fell on the main hall.
Wearing a white robe, a handsome face, holding a long black sheath sword in his hand, and wearing a black panther. Looking at the sudden appearance of the figure, Manchao Wenwu was stunned, but Pudu Cihang saw the pair of black eyes sweeping towards him. Behind his eyes, he felt a chill in his heart, and shouted with his voice as thin as a woman: "Come here, protect the emperor, and take down this madman!".
Hearing this, Ji Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who was shouting.
Wearing a monk's hat and a white monk's robe inlaid with gold, he has a thin figure and a white face without a beard. Although he looks kind at first glance and his whole body exudes an approachable aura, but upon closer inspection, he feels a bit eerie. meaning.
Ignoring the guards surrounding him, Ji Mo said, "Pudu Cihang?"
"Hmph, you know my name, and yet you dare to be so presumptuous! Hurry up and arrest me, so that I can intercede for you and keep the emperor open!" Pudu Cihang clasped his hands together. Although his tone was still gentle, his words were full of emotion. A sharp look.
"Haha!" Ji Mo chuckled softly and patted Suo Jia's head. Suo Jia stepped out and a ring of fire appeared. After forcing back the rushing guards, Ji Mo ignored the others in the hall and said with a smile: "Bed bug is Bedbugs, even if they have an extra skin, they can't cover up the stench!"
"Bold!" Although Pudu Cihang was horrified in his heart, he still maintained his composure on his face. He glanced at the surrounding guards with vicious eyes and shouted, "What are you waiting for!".
"Qiang!" At this moment, Li Moli let out a soft cry, and then Ji Mo said with a smile: "That's right, why bother talking nonsense with him, just settle it and leave this plane.".
After the words fell, Ji Mo stepped on his feet, and a momentum like heaven and earth suddenly appeared, making everyone look horrified as they walked towards Pudu Cihang step by step.
Pudu Cihang gave a soft drink and said: "Bold maniac, watch me save you from the sea of suffering!".
After the words fell, Pudu Cihang whispered, and bursts of extremely confusing Sanskrit sounds appeared from his mouth, condensing into a bunch and attacking Ji Mo.
Ji Mo raised his eyebrows and walked without any pause, as if the life-demanding Sanskrit sound was just a breeze and had no impact on him. Instead, he leisurely glanced at the emperor next to Pudu Cihang and said: "If you don't leave yet, stay here." Waiting to die?".
After the words fell, the emperor's already ugly and panic-stricken face became even more pale without any blood. He took a big step and hurriedly left the Jinluan Hall with all the civil and military officials in the court. Suddenly, the entire hall became empty.
Pudu Cihang's expression changed. He didn't expect that Ji Mo would be so leisurely under his life-demanding Sanskrit chant. Looking at the emperor leaving, Pudu Cihang said loudly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely clean up this madman for you." only!".
"Still acting?" Ji Mo smiled, stretched out his hand to hold Mo Li, and said softly: "Let's see how long you can act!".
After the words fell, a bright sword light bloomed on Li Qiye like a flash of lightning, and at the same time, a thin line flashed through the air.
"Bah!" With a soft sound, Pudu Cihang's head fell. However, Ji Mo did not look at the fallen head. Instead, he looked at the top of the hall and said: "The golden cicada did a good job of shedding its shell!".
"The human body is just a shell. As long as there is a Buddha in the heart, there is nothing to fear from your sharp blade!" A majestic voice sounded, but a huge golden Buddha quietly appeared in front of Ji Mo's eyes, and golden lights appeared from the golden Buddha. , looking extremely majestic and solemn.
However, after Ji Mo took a look at it, he said: "Even though you look like a Buddha, you are still full of evil spirit! You don't think you can fool me by changing your appearance, right? As of now, you Still want to continue acting?".
"Nie Zhan, you are full of nonsense. I tolerate it again and again. Although my Buddha is compassionate, do you know that Buddha is also angry!?"
Hearing this, Ji Mo twitched the corner of his mouth and was speechless at this monster who was deeply involved in role-playing. He raised his hand and waved, and a bright sword slashed towards the fake Buddha in front of him.
