Fang Lin stepped back with a thud, his brain roaring and going blank.
Severe pain in nose, gurgling heat.
Everyone looked at Changqing as if they had seen a ghost.
Could it be that Changqing said so much and showed off the bracelet just to paralyze Fang Lin and make Fang Lin think that he could easily take down Changqing?
If so, Evergreen would be terrible. If so, Evergreen has succeeded!
This punch hit Fang Lin on the face, but it caused pain to everyone who saw it.
"Ahhh!" Fang Lin's hair was flying and he roared violently.
Suddenly, Changqing's face appeared in front of him.
"Do you know why I want to kill you?" Changqing asked.
Fang Lin's eyes flashed with blank thoughts, and then his face became even more distorted due to severe pain.
All the onlookers had stiff expressions on their faces and clamped their legs at the same time.
During the questioning, Chang Qing actually used the method of cutting off his descendants!
Everyone even vaguely heard two explosions and the sound of something breaking.
The severe pain caused Fang Lin to lose his reaction for a short time, but it was not over yet.
Changqing stretched out his hand, spread his two fingers apart, and directly poked Fang Lin in the eye.
Her speed is so fast and her attacks are so ruthless that even an old woman in palace attire has gained experience.
Everyone felt cold all over, and there was an indescribable coolness that shot straight from the heels to the sky.
"Throat penetration!"
"Kidney shot!"
…
Changqing's attacks were like violent wind and rain, one after another. Fang Lin was at a disadvantage with just one careless move. He was beaten so hard that he couldn't even lift his head!
When Chang Qing knocked Fang Lin down with a sweeping kick, Chang Qing rode on Fang Lin, even waving his left and right arms to create afterimages.
"Continuous normal punches!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Muffled sounds as dense as rain sounded one after another.
Inside the east gate of the imperial city, the ground also began to tremble.
The punches hit the flesh, and in just a moment, Chang Qing beat Fang Lin into a human shape.
At this moment, Fang Lin not only lost his mind, he simply lost consciousness!
His head is not a pig's head at all, but will be beaten into a skull by Changqing Shengsheng!
Blood splashed, and at this moment, everyone's minds were trembling before they suddenly remembered that even though Changqing was suppressed by the forbidden spirit, had no true energy, and no spatial ability, he himself was a head monster!
A humanoid monster in the realm of celestial beings!
The fifth largest demon in Baiyao Mountain Forest!
Just when Fang Lin's demonic black dragon scales were shattered, his flesh and blood cracked, and cracks appeared on his bones, Chang Qing paused for a moment, but was about to use his final move.
"A serious punch."
Just as the punch was about to land, Chang Qing suddenly felt a strong palpitating crisis in his heart.
The blood-stained fist stopped in front of Fang Lin's face bones.
Changqing raised his head and looked in the direction of the imperial city.
I didn't know where the Prison Secretary of Imperial City was before, but now, Changqing seems to know.
Changqing stood up, walked to the golden-armored general on the side, took the gun cleaning cloth in his hand, wiped the bloody fist, and then gave it back to him.
The golden-armored general was tense all over, but said nothing.
Changqing straightened her clothes and spoke slowly: "I am a decent person. I didn't want to be too harsh. He forced me."
Everyone swallowed hard, looking at Changqing in their eyes, there was an evil aura from the inside out.
Changqing looked at the dying and half-dead Fang Lin and sighed, "After all, you are still too young. If you want to obtain the power you have never obtained, you must first consider whether you have the ability to control it. Are you an enemy of me? Are you qualified?"
Changqing put his hands behind his back and walked straight towards the Prison Superintendent of the Imperial City.
A unified answer emerged in everyone's mind: not enough at all!
The crowd pushed each other and separated a path. Everyone looked at Changqing with fear from the bottom of their hearts.
Fang Lin was almost beaten to death, but no one knew the origin of Chang Qing!
As Chang Qing walked, his eyes swept over the soldiers, prison guards, old women in palace attire, and scholars one by one.
No one dared to look at Changqing, and they all lowered their heads when Changqing's gaze came.
"There is not a single immortal in the entire civil and military dynasty! They are all trash and trash!"
Changqing scoffed.
The officers, the jailer, the old woman in palace attire, and the guests of the prime minister's house all blushed.
This was pointed at their noses and yelled loudly in front of the public, but they couldn't refute it at all.
It depends on who you are comparing it with. Compared with you...it is incomparable. They can only comfort themselves, since they are not the only ones being scolded anyway.
"My lord, Shenwu!" Wei Lianxing trotted over and gave a thumbs up with both hands, "So my lord has always been able to defeat the demonized Fang Lin!"
"Theoretically it's impossible." Chang Qing said casually: "He was blinded by the anger of the killing. Although his cultivation level is high, his foundation is unstable and difficult to control. And..."
"What else?" Wei Lianxing asked quickly.
"He doesn't respect me, he dares to look down on me."
"..."
The crowd watched Changqing go to the Prison Suppression Department.
The shopkeeper and the guys who had been "disconnected" only had respect in their eyes.
They looked at Fang Lin who was being lifted up by the prison guards and was about to be sent to prison, with sighs on their faces.
All they knew was that the previous dynasty had nothing to do with them anymore, and they could finally live in peace and be normal people.
Zhao Fusheng pushed away the prison guards on the left and right, "No need to bother, we will go on our own."
The word "men" made Baili Jingming, Shangguan Yu, and Nangong Lingxue run away immediately.
Zhao Fusheng said leisurely: "Before His Majesty grants Chang Qing amnesty, we are all guilty of death and no one can escape."
The three of them immediately trembled and stopped.
He walked to Zhao Fusheng with an ugly face.
"Brother Zhao, are you being serious?" Shangguan Yu said stiffly.
"Are you being serious?" Zhao Fusheng asked, "Can you tell me clearly what your relationship is with the former monarch and the mountain monster?"
Then, Zhao Fusheng said again: "Brother Baili and Brother Shangguan from the two mining sites of the Tianhuo Gang in Chixiao City, I'm afraid they have already obtained the profits, right? Do you know what this means?"
Baili Jingming and Shangguan Yu suddenly felt bitter in their mouths.
"You should be glad that Changqing came to the Imperial City. If this news spreads all over the world and Changqing runs away..."
Before Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Baili Jingming and Shangguan Yu's hearts froze.
They never dreamed that Changqing could have such a plan!
Zhao Fusheng looked at Nangong Lingxue and said only two words, which almost caused Nangong Lingxue to collapse.
"cousin?"
Zhao Fusheng sighed, "If Chang Qing goes to the court and sees the Queen, I'm afraid he will shout..."
"..." Nangong Lianxue.
Zhao Fusheng said, he himself was stunned.
Chang Qing actually has another identity, the emperor's consort?
This is really evil.
"I have to remind everyone of something." Zhao Fusheng said solemnly: "If Chang Qing is not amnesty, we will also die together."
"How could this happen?" Nangong Lianxue was confused.
Zhao Fusheng said helplessly: "This has been the case since he went to Chixiao City. From the time he called you cousin, you should have known that this would be the case."
"..." Nangong Lianxue was speechless again.
Nangong Lianxue glared at Zhao Fusheng, "Who asked you to stop him? Couldn't you have just let him enter the city? With Fang Lin here, why do you still need to stand up for him?"
"That's right." Baili Jingming agreed.
"That's right." Shangguan Yu also followed.
Zhao Fusheng hesitated to speak, unable to slap his forehead.
I thought to myself: If I knew this would happen, you would have seen me come or not!
