Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 280 Signs of national subjugation

The old monk began to chant spells. This time he had just recited the spells. The sky above his head suddenly changed. The originally bright sky suddenly surging with dark clouds. Large dark clouds gathered from all directions and rushed toward the Ministry of Justice.

In front of the criminal department, the students and the people were shocked, and some of them couldn't help but scream: "Oh my God, Princess Jin is really a monster. She is not Zhen Nanbo's daughter, she is not Feng Jing."

"I just said it was weird. How did a person become so thorough? After a few months, he became beautiful, smart, and very capable. It turned out that she was not the real Feng Jing at all, but she didn't know where to come out.

The monster."

"This monster is now harming the people from Zhennanbo Mansion, and we will definitely be harming us later."

Finally, the crowd was excited, and many people shouted: "Burn her to death, burn her to death,"

"Yes, I must burn her to death."

Feng Jing's expression was still calm, and Pei Lin, who was looking at her from a distance, was indescribable.

Although he knew that this thunder might have been drawn by the real person of Guangyang to deal with the old emperor, he still couldn't help but worry, afraid that something would happen to this matter.

Another person who saw that everyone was treated like this, Pei Lin's heart slowly tightened. In fact, she could not bear these things. All the things she endured were brought to her by him.

Pei Lin held his big hands tightly, and his eyebrows were covered with haze. He was so scared that outsiders could see him, just thinking he was shocked.

Seeing this scene in Zhennan Bofeng Liancheng, he couldn't help but scream in surprise: "Look, the thunder clouds are gathered above her head. She is a monster. Hurry up and set fire to her to death. She can harm me now,

You can harm everyone later, everyone will burn her to death.”

Feng Liancheng was dancing and screaming, and all the blows he had suffered over the past few days seemed to have dissipated.

When Feng Jing dies, Your Majesty will forgive him and Zhennan Bo Mansion. Later, he will help His Majesty deal with Pei Lin. Zhennan Bo Mansion will definitely become the Zhennan Hou Mansion.

If Feng Liancheng hadn't held back, he would have wanted to laugh.

Not far away, the old emperor on the chariot and the Ming King who rushed over all laughed. King Kang of Qin raised his eyebrows slightly, with regret hidden in his eyes.

Compared with the old emperor and the Ming king, the Qin king and the Kang king did not want Feng Jing to die at this time. She could deal with the Ming king alive so that they could not take action.

In front of the gate of the Ministry of Justice, the people's emotions were indescribable, and many people even swear.

Pei Lin's face became more and more cold and cold as he shouted suddenly: "You can see clearly for me, who is the thunder cloud above the head?"

Everyone subconsciously looked up at the thunder cloud above their heads, and then everyone found that the thunder cloud was not facing Princess Feng Jing, but His Majesty the Emperor on the chariot.

The onlookers and the people instantly looked at this scene in silence, and they all looked at this scene in surprise. What's going on? Thunder clouds should be above the head of Princess Jin, and how is it on His Majesty's head.

The old emperor on the chariot did not notice this at all, and no one around dared to tell him about it. Even the King of Ming, King of Qin and others looked at Abbot Leyeyin in shock and doubt.

Lejuan frowned deeply, and he recited the spell again.

As a result, he didn't finish reciting the second spell, and the thunder cloud above his head suddenly slashed down at the chariot.

Boom, a thunder blew down from the sky and slammed hard at the old emperor in the chariot.

Pei Yusheng moved his body outside the chariot and rushed into the chariot and pulled the old emperor down.

"Your Majesty, be careful."

The old emperor did not realize until he was pulled down that it was not Feng Jing that the thunder clouds were blowing, but him.

His face was terriblely dark and he was struck by lightning in public. What would the students and the people in the world say to him?

The old emperor's thoughts did not fall. The thunder cloud above his head hit him again, and several thunders thunders struck the old emperor, even if the old emperor avoided.

The thunder cloud seemed to have eyes staring at him, even if Pei Yusheng blocked the old emperor.

The old emperor was not well lost. His dragon robe was charred black, and his face and head were even more charred.

At this moment, he no longer had the emperor's appearance, like a ridiculous old beggar.

In front of the criminal department, there was a silence like death until the old prince of Lu heard the cry: "Your Majesty was punished by heaven, this is a sign of the destruction of the country."

As soon as this statement was made, there was an uproar in front of the criminal department. Oh my God, Your Majesty was punished by God.

The onlookers immediately caught the opportunity and shouted: "It means that the King of Jin is the Emperor of Heaven. Your Majesty has repeatedly targeted the King of Jin, and then he was punished by God."

"God is angry, and we, Dayan, are afraid that we will suffer disaster next."

"Your Majesty should have issued a decree to the heavens for forgiveness."

He heard the tide of striking as he was so angry that he trembled. His eyes were staring at Old Prince Lu fiercely. If Old Prince Lu hadn't brought the topic here, how dare the students and the people.

Say these words.

Unfortunately, since the old Prince Lu spoke, he was not afraid of him.

He suddenly said, "Your Majesty, the thunder from the sky is God warning you to not be murdered by the King of Jin and his wife again. Others don't know why you are murdered by the King of Jin, but the old minister knows?"

As soon as the old King Lu finished speaking, Emperor Xiaoren's face suddenly changed. He shouted fiercely: "King Lu, stop talking."

The noisy people in front of the criminal department suddenly became quiet and looked at King Lu.

The old king of Lu looked at the old emperor with a heartache: "Your Majesty, you agreed to the late emperor at that time. When you die, it is said that it is Pei Lin, the king of Jin. You agreed to the promise, but you went back on your word and murdered the king of Jin again and again.

Only then did he be punished by heaven. I hope that Your Majesty will stop killing King Jin again."

"Now the warning from heaven is coming. If Your Majesty does not stop, Da Yan will inevitably suffer."

The words of King Lu caused discussions among everyone in front of the criminal department. Only then did everyone know why Princess Changle, the King of Ming, plotted against King Jin repeatedly. It turned out that it was His Majesty's intention. His Majesty wanted to kill King Jin.

He killed King Jin in order not to pass the throne to King Jin, but to his son.

But he agreed to the late emperor and now he regretted it. Wouldn't he be punished by God?

"Your Majesty, please stop and stop harming King Jin again. If you harm King Jin again, my Dayan will suffer disaster."

"Please stop your majesty."

The old emperor never thought that when he was forced to this point, he would no longer be as arrogant as before. His face was terrifyingly ferocious. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were red and glared at Old Lu.

"Damn it, when did the late emperor leave such a last word?"

When the old King Lu heard the old emperor's words, he burst into tears: "Your Majesty, where is the way of heaven? Don't be like this anymore. If you do this, my Dayan will suffer a disaster."
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next