Mentioning Zhou Chen, Emperor Qing felt a dull pain in his left eye again, and uncontrollable murderous intent emerged.
His murderous intention towards Zhou Chen was greater than that towards other great masters, almost comparable to the murderous intention towards Ye Qingmei.
The existence of Ye Qingmei made him feel terrified. Her thoughts would shake his imperial power, and the terrifyingly lethal hidden weapon made him feel scared even as a grand master.
The same is true for Zhou Chen's existence. He disrespects the imperial power and the two of them have reasons to kill each other, so he also wants to get rid of Zhou Chen like he did Ye Qingmei.
Just using the method of getting rid of Ye Qingmei is ineffective against Zhou Chen. If you want to get rid of Zhou Chen, you still have to rely on strength.
For this Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference in the Xuankong Temple, he had planned it for a long time and was fully prepared. It was no worse than the last one on Zhou Chen’s wedding day.
But it was inevitable that this time, as long as Zhou Chen came alive, he would never let Zhou Chen escape again.
"I hope so."
Ye Liuyun does not have the same confidence as Emperor Qing. Zhou Chen escaped from the last fatal situation. If Zhou Chen is still alive and comes this time, there will be no other ties. If they want to kill Zhou Chen, they may be more difficult than
It's more difficult at one time.
Last time, it was calculated mentally but not intentionally. If Zhou Chen comes this time, he will definitely be fully prepared and will never be as passive as last time.
A few days passed by in a flash, and soon it was the day of the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference.
On this day, there was a bustle of people inside and outside Kyoto. Many people set out from Kyoto to go to the Hanging Temple. The official road was full of carriages and pedestrians, and the motorcade stretched for more than ten miles.
Fan Xian also brought Wang Qinian and Teng Zijing to the Xuankong Temple, but he did not want to join in the fun.
"Sir, we really don't want to go up and admire the chrysanthemums?"
"You want to go up? What kind of flowers can you see if you stand so high?"
"Didn't you say that something might happen today?"
On the way here, the three of them had a discussion about today's Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference. They happened to meet Ye Chong again before, so they all felt a little uneasy.
Fan Xian said leisurely: "It would be best if no accident happens. If an accident does happen, or is it what we thought, what do you think the three of us can do if we go up there?"
Wang Qinian stopped talking. He was one of the best at escaping, but he was not good at fighting.
But Teng Zijing said honestly: "Go up and help."
"Then if that person comes, who will you help?"
"Of course I will help..."
Teng Zijing couldn't tell. He didn't like Emperor Qing very much. Zhou Chen was his savior. If the two sides really wanted to fight, who would he help?
As he was talking, he suddenly discovered that the building on the other side of the Hanging Temple was actually on fire and smoking. Fan Xian couldn't sit still anymore and quickly jumped up from the carriage and rushed straight to the Hanging Temple.
Teng Zijing was about to follow, but was held back by Wang Qinian.
"With our little strength, let's not go up and cause trouble." She said and winked at him.
Teng Zijing understood what Wang Qinian meant, but as Fan Xian's bodyguard, he did not hesitate. He shook off Wang Qinian's hand and quickly chased after him. However, his lightness was not as good as Fan Xian's and he was quickly thrown away.
distance.
Wang Qinian looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head. He felt that the Xuankong Temple must not be peaceful today, and he didn't want to go up and join in the fun.
"Sir, please don't be impulsive."
On the top of the cliff above the Hanging Temple, Zhou Chen sat on a stone, looking at the fire from a distance, and said with a smile: "Chen Pingping was sure that I would take action, and she deliberately made such a small move."
"How about it, are you ready?"
A man with a stereotyped and cold appearance stood next to Zhou Chen, both of them concealing their auras in the same way.
"It's already been prepared."
Si Gu Jian said coldly that according to his character, he could just rush over and kill him. There was no need to hide like this. However, Zhou Chen also said that this time his opponent was unusual. Out of his belief in Zhou Chen, he also
So he obeyed Zhou Chen's arrangement.
"That's good, the staff is already in place, it's time for us to take the stage."
"There's so much nonsense, Emperor Qing, leave it to me."
"If you can kill him, it's yours. If you can't kill him, leave it to me. I've always felt that just killing him would be too cheap for him. I have to give him some strength."
Zhou Chen slowly stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his hands, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the distance and landed on the top of the Hanging Temple, where Emperor Qing was already in place.
Chapter completed!