After muttering to himself, Wang San raised his head and looked at the bluestone coffin suspended above the small village.
"One hour and three quarters are here, why don't you get out of here quickly?"
"If there is a next time, I will definitely kill you without mercy!"
When the bluestone coffin heard Wang San's words, the deathly aura emanating from it became stronger and stronger.
It was so thick that it almost condensed into substance, turning into various "creatures" roaring up to the sky.
These "creatures" include almost all known species:
Birds and beasts, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and even many existences that are only legendary.
Turn into a snake, fight with evil, beetle, worm, waste, brave, bear, kiss...
Most of them were swollen all over, like floating corpses that had been soaked in the sea for a long time.
The kind that once you grab it, you can feel the bones through the carrion with a pop...
Wang San let out a cold snort when he saw that this vicious creature dared to challenge his majesty.
Only then did the blue stone coffin fly towards the depths of the snow-capped mountains with an unwilling roar.
After sending away the "uninvited guest", the coldness on Wang San's face disappeared, and he looked down at the sleeping Wang Qianyue with a loving face.
The voice was full of tenderness.
"Good girl, have a good rest. Father, please come back as soon as you go."
After saying that, he put on his coarse cotton coat, picked up the shotgun and disappeared into the hut.
After Wang San left, Xiao Qianyue immediately opened her big, bright eyes.
At this moment, her eyes were moving, and she was not even half sleepy...
There was still wind and snow in the mountains, and this was destined to be an extraordinary night.
After "sacrificing" many Qin terracotta warriors, Fan Ju finally got rid of the crazy ghost Buddha and led Xu Fu and others towards the depths of the "Ice Wolf Valley".
The layout that our side had carefully planned for so long was actually cracked one by one by Hua Jiu, and the morale was inevitably a little low.
But after all, they are all "everyone" of the generation, and they quickly adjusted themselves and returned to their usual self.
On Xu Fu's big boat, Fan Ju and Huang Chao were sitting opposite each other.
There were boys and girls serving tea and water and serving them non-stop.
"Talents come out from generation to generation, and new generations replace old ones."
"As expected of a member of the royal family. At such a young age, his plans are as deep as the sea. His calculations are calculated but not done intentionally. I am not unjustly defeated!"
Huang Chao was dressed in golden armor and full of murderous aura.
If his face wasn't too thin, giving off a harsh and mean look, he would be quite dignified.
"Prime Minister Fan does not need to be too modest! According to this general, the Prime Minister has not been defeated."
"You and that dear little friend should be evenly matched in this battle of wits."
"After all, we borrowed his hand to complete the sacrifice to King Wu Dao."
"When the King of Heaven returns from the Yin and Yang Realm, we will receive another strong reinforcement!"
Xu Fu also spoke in agreement.
"Brother, what General Huang said makes sense!"
"This time, in order to help King Wu mourn, tens of thousands of lives were sacrificed."
"Even the Supreme Royal Family cannot easily bear such a drop of karma!"
(Note: According to "Historical Records: The Chronicles of the First Emperor of Qin", Xu Fu was a close disciple of Guiguzi.)
(Fan Ju’s teacher is not Guiguzi. I made it up for the sake of writing. Don’t mislead the readers, sir and little fairies.)
After listening to Xu Fu and Huang Chao's words, Fan Ju smiled even more when he thought that Hua Jiunan was backlashed by karma. Even if he didn't die, he would be doomed to have troubles in the future.
"If I can take advantage of the Imperial Family once in my lifetime, I will have no regrets!"
After finishing speaking, the three of them laughed together, but they still had more to say.
"It's a pity. Although tens of thousands of creatures have been sacrificed, the karma generated is far from enough to pull that lineage down from the throne. Otherwise..."
"It seems that I will have to make more plans in the future... If I lose my position in the royal family, my lineage will only consist of stronger practitioners, which will be much easier to deal with!"
At this moment, a figure suddenly stopped in front of the ship. It was Wang San who was carrying a shotgun.
After he appeared, the wind and snow stopped instantly, and there was no sound around him.
Fan Ju's Qin Terracotta Warriors, Huang Chao's Golden Armor Army, and the boys and girls on the big ship all knelt down involuntarily.
He didn't even dare to raise his head.
In their minds, even looking at this person is an act of transgression and should be punished with death!
The king comes to the country, and all things surrender!
Although Fan Ju and the others did not know Wang San, that unique aura made four big words flash in their minds:
The royal family!
How dare the three of them neglect it? ! They all jumped off the boat, walked forward on their knees, grabbed the ground with their heads, and knelt three meters away from Wang San.
Because if you come within one foot of the king without permission, you will be suspected of "assassinating the king", and you should be punished for the crime!
"I'll wait to see the emperor!"
"I didn't know that the king's law was here, and he didn't prepare ceremonial drums and music. His crime deserves ten thousand death, his crime deserves ten thousand death!"
After finishing speaking, he kept kowtowing.
Just like their subordinates, they didn't even dare to raise their heads and speak without Wang San's permission.
Wang San ignored them.
It wasn't until half a cup of tea had passed that he spoke lightly.
"Fan Ju, raise your head!"
When Fan Ju heard this, he kowtowed like a chicken pecking at rice.
"The villain dare not overstep, do not dare to overstep!"
"I order you to raise your head!" Wang San's tone was even colder this time.
There is an ancient saying: When the king is angry, millions of corpses will be laid down, and blood will bleed for thousands of miles!
This is no joke!
Seeing Wang San angry, Fan Ju quickly raised his head.
"The villain obeys your orders..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wang San picked up the gun and pointed it at his face and pulled the trigger.
After the gunshot, Wang San slowly walked away amid Fan Ju's painful screams.
The wind rises again and the snow falls again.
"You have no joke."
"I promised that kid in the big plan that I would shoot you, so of course I will do what I said..."
(Readers and little fairies who don’t remember this plot, please go back to Chapter 458, Emperor’s Blood Soup.)
