Just when the emperor was extremely angry, a clear voice suddenly sounded.
But when it fell in the emperor's ears, it was no less than a thunderclap, and his expression immediately changed.
The emperor felt his eyes dim, and a very handsome young man in black suddenly appeared in the palace. He stood tall with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, like an ancient well with unfathomable depth.
"Are you the 'First Heavenly Lord' Yu Liancheng?"
The emperor stared closely at the young man in black, already recognizing his identity. He was extremely frightened and angry. The palace was the emperor's residence and was heavily guarded. But Yu Liancheng and Zhu Wuwu both regarded the palace as a back garden, where they could come and go freely and take a leisurely stroll.
The emperor quickly suppressed this emotion and kept himself calm.
At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness in my heart.
The emperor sits high on the dragon throne, overlooking the people, and has supreme authority.
The world is just a small place. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, how can you withstand thousands of troops? The so-called eight sects, as long as he makes up his mind and pays a certain price, may not be able to eradicate them.
But now, two extraordinary masters appear.
——Zhu Wuwu, Yu Liancheng.
They may not be able to form an army by themselves, but they can move freely among thousands of troops, and picking off heads is like picking out objects from a bag.
As it is now.
If the emperor shouted loudly, the imperial guards outside would immediately rush in to protect him like a tide upon hearing the order.
But before the imperial guards arrived, the opponent was able to kill him ten or a hundred times.
What's more, Zhu Wuyi controls the ten generals and has the military power in the world. There are also two major institutions under his command: Hulong Villa and No. 1 Villa in the World. As the leader of the demon sect, Yulian City recruits many experts and has plans to invade eastward. As long as they are willing, they can also turn the world into a river of blood.
"They are all treacherous ministers and traitors. Hateful! Really hateful!" Although the emperor gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, he could not show it at all on his face.
As Yu Liancheng said, this emperor was really frustrated.
"Now that Your Majesty knows my identity, it will be much easier to handle."
Yuliancheng had a serious look on his face, rolled up his sleeves, and a memorial flew from the ground into his palm. He glanced at it casually: "Zhu Wuwu asked His Majesty to abdicate the throne to him in three days. Although Your Majesty was extremely angry, he was unable to stop this. Something, I wonder if what I said is correct?"
The emperor snorted coldly, his face darkened, and he did not answer.
It was precisely because Yu Liancheng killed Cao Zhengchun that his layout got out of control and was in danger of overthrowing. He really didn't like this man in the world.
Yu Liancheng chuckled: "Even if you are willing to resign from the throne, Zhu Tiedan is still broad-minded. How can his men sit still? As long as you are here, they will never be safe. No matter what, you will definitely die."
The emperor said coldly: "What on earth do you want to say? Is it because you are specifically coming to mock me?"
"No, no, no." Yu Liancheng shook his finger and smiled: "I said it from the beginning, I was making a deal with the Holy One."
"What deal?"
Yu Liancheng threw away the memorial and said, "I can help you solve the rebellion, but of course, you have to pay the corresponding price."
The emperor sneered: "My uncle has superb martial arts skills, has countless masters and capable men, and has the support of ten generals. What can you do to solve the rebellion?"
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Zhu Tiedan's martial arts is high, and my martial arts is even higher. Although I am not 100% sure of dealing with him, I am 70% to 80% certain. Just wait and see."
The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, he was silent for a long time, and said: "So... what is the price?"
Yu Liancheng glanced at the emperor and chuckled: "The price? In the current situation of the Holy Emperor, what else can he offer besides the dragon chair under his butt?"
He spoke of Your Majesty and His Majesty, but his tone was ordinary and there was no hint of respect.
The emperor suddenly changed his expression and scolded sternly: "What a thief, it turns out that you also want to usurp the throne. It is simply a wishful thinking, absolutely impossible."
"Calm down, calm down." Yu Liancheng's voice seemed to have an indescribable Zen meaning, like the sound of ancient temple bells, which instantly made the emperor feel at ease.
After pausing for a moment, he continued with a smile on his face: "I have always been very curious, so I want to know what it is like to be an emperor. I hope the Holy One can make it happen."
Although the emperor had regained his composure, he still sneered: "Even if I let Zhu Wuyi steal the throne, it will still belong to my Zhu family. How could we usurp the throne with an outsider like you? Your Excellency is too fanciful."
"The country is meant for those who are capable. If it belongs to your Zhu family now, it may belong to my Yu family in the future. Haha, but don't worry, I just want to taste what it's like to be an emperor and see if it can change my state of mind." You have improved a lot, but if I really wanted to be your emperor, I would still feel bored and constrained."
Yu Liancheng laughed, and suddenly his face turned cold: "What's more, this deal is just a talk with you. It doesn't matter whether you agree or not."
"You..." The emperor's expression changed. He was about to summon the guards, but found that his throat seemed to have a stone stuck in it, and he could not speak.
"Okay, Your Majesty, I'll give you a new face first. I'll give it back to you when I get tired of it." Yu Liancheng chuckled, and suddenly stretched his hand towards the emperor, like a sky.
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Three days later.
Hulong Villa.
Zhu Wuwu sat in front of the last case, with a calm face and deep eyes, casually flipping through the documents, seemingly no different from usual.
But if you look carefully, you will find that Zhu Wuwu is sitting on a dragon chair, carved with lifelike golden dragons. The yellow robe he was wearing was also embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, as if it was about to fly away in the clouds and mist at any moment.
The document on the first case was a memorial sent by the minister of the DPRK.
During these three days, all the memorials from the imperial officials were sent to Hulong Villa, and then he issued decrees to determine the fortunes and lives of thousands of people.
Phew~
The palace lantern flashed, and the candlelight was dim. There was an additional man in green clothes in the hall, who was one of the thirty-six Tiangangs. He bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, the time has come, and there is no edict to abdicate from the palace."
Zhu Wuwu finished approving the memorial and put it on the case. He sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Since my nephew is ignorant of current affairs, don't blame me for being rude as an elder. Cao Zhengchun has the military power of the ten generals in his hands. If he dies, what kind of waves can he make?"
At this moment, another Tiangang walked into the main hall: "Reporting to the Lord, four people broke into Hulong Villa."
Zhu Wuyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Who is it?"
Tian Gang said: "Duan Tianya, Guihai Yida, Shangguan Haitang, right and wrong."
"It turns out it's them." Zhu Wuyi's eyes were as deep as the sea: "Is this your last trump card? Puzhao."
