Daming: The king and grandson return and don't proclaim themselves emperor? I am the sea lord Chapter 83: It’s Spring Before Wang Zha Has Time to Fight
Chapter 83: It’s Spring Before Wang Zha Has Time to Fight
"Biao'er!"
"Keep someone under the stick!"
"Don't hurt the prince!"
Lao Zhu and the three of them shouted loudly!
The scepter was smashed into Zhu Biao's head, and the voices of people could no longer stop him.
I can only watch helplessly as the Sword of Damocles falls, my liver and brain are shattered...
"Boom!"
The scepter touched the head, but no blood spattered from Zhu Biao. The scepter left the head and flew upwards!
Zhu Biao closed his eyes and did not wait for the arrival of death. He opened his eyes again and looked towards Wang Huai...
He believed that if anyone could stop him, it could only be Wang Huai.
There is only one chopstick left in front of Wang Huai's table!
The other one fell to the ground at the same time as the scepter.
Jiang Wei and Xie Huan didn't know the opportunity yet, so they both jumped towards Zhu Biao, grabbed their hands, looked at Lao Zhu, and waited for him to speak.
Although the soul is not the prince's, the body belongs to the prince, so I don't dare to be disrespectful.
Lao Zhu made a prompt decision.
"Tie them up!"
This is the body of the Crown Prince. How dare the two royal guards use thick ropes?
So Bai Ling came into use, and as a result, Zhu Biao was mummified.
"What's the situation? What's the situation?!"
Zhu Biao, who only showed his head, looked at Wang Huai with a puzzled expression.
"In thirty years of traveling across the Central Plains, there are no more than three people who are qualified to defeat me. What kind of magic did you use to suppress me everywhere?"
Wang Huai laughed.
"My territory is mine, but I will make an exception and answer your question once."
"Thirty years ago, the world was still dominated by the Meng Yuan Dynasty, and that was your home court; thirty years later, it is the Ming Dynasty, and I have the final say on my territory."
Zhu Biao of Ba Zangbo shook his head and spoke leisurely.
"No, in Zhang's sloppy cave, you used Yang Zhi as a hidden weapon to kill the Taoist priest. With your strength at that time, I could kill you."
Wang Huai just smiled and said nothing.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, before the end of Qiu Xuanqing, Tu Jiao and Yu Jian were flying, and he was already heartbroken.
In the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, although he also flew back with a sword, the formation was deployed on his own territory. The performance of Ba Zangbo's Zhu Biao was suppressed and his strength was reduced by 30%.
With the blessing of the formation, the output is of course doubled and amplified. This is using the way of heaven to deal with Basangbu. No matter how powerful he is, can he be as powerful as the sky?
At this time, Lao Zhu, who was looking at Zhu Biao, looked uncertain.
For the enemy, Lao Zhu could take off his long trousers in the middle of winter.
But this monster monk, the national master, occupies Biao'er's body.
Wang Huai spoke calmly.
"The era of Meng Yuan has passed. Stop being stubborn and come out on your own to save me from doing anything again."
Zhu Biao stared at Wang Huai coldly.
If looks could kill, Wang Huai would have been frozen to death right now.
"The Mongol Yuan era has passed? You Han people love to ambush strange soldiers. How do you know that our great Mongolian Yuan Dynasty does not have the main force of Xue Zang?"
Lao Zhu sneered.
"Just those little possessions buried underground? You don't even have the life to get them, so you still want to spend them?"
Zhu Biao had a "hehe" expression.
"You will regret killing Zhu Biao, but you will regret it even more if you don't kill Zhu Biao! I am destined to see the fall of the Ming Dynasty, so I will wait and see."
Who gave him the courage?
Wang Huai stared at Ba Zangbo's activities in front of the Zhu Biao Hall, and the activities in front of the Monk Monk were fast-forwarded in his mind, and he accidentally turned over one of his trump cards.
Know the source of his courage.
Meng Yuan indeed has a strong back-up, and more than one!
Lao Zhu conquered Dadu, and Emperor Yuan Shun's iron pot returned to the prairie to graze.
Ba Zangbo went to Qi Nian Valley. In addition to building a tomb for the iron pot in advance, he also took the time to meet a person!
After talking for a long time, you and I agreed not to mention the sad past and promised never to make each other worry.
The other party gave Ba Zangbo a gift in return - a citrine meteorite finger ring!
When Ba Zangbo returned to his life, he was caught by Zhang Sanfeng. He lost the fight, was seriously injured and escaped, and died with hatred.
In the end, Ba Zangbu failed to hit the king bomb that he had arranged for, and Emperor Yuan Shun was defeated.
It turns out that Lao Zhang was the one who took the blame, and he really wanted to be Han rather than Yuan in his heart!
At the same time, Meng Yuan's last move, King Bomb, has been buried for so long, and the time is approaching to make a move...
"I won't do anything you regret; I will only do things you regret."
"I want to say thank you. Because of you, I remember that there is another King Wu in the world."
Wang Huaiyan made Lao Zhu startled. He was a humble man who grew up when he was the king of Wu, but was later promoted to become the emperor.
Is there still a King of Wu in the world?
Ba Zangbo finally changed his color.
"Who are you, kid? You are not a human, you are a monster..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Huai interrupted and gave instructions.
"Jiang Gu thanked Huan and retreated to guard outside the palace!"
Wang Huai is a man who can carry a knife and drink with His Majesty, what else can he say?
The two of them saluted Lao Zhu and exited.
Wang Huai raised his fingers and pointed.
In an instant, dots of golden light flashed on the red silk silk cloth.
Zhu Biao suddenly showed a look of pain.
"Zhu Chongba, can you bear to be buried with Zhu Biao? Zhu Yuanzhang had many sons, but Zhu Chongba only had this one..."
Lao Zhu was instantly moved!
Yes, when he was still called Zhu Chongba, he was still bathing in blood on the battlefield at the foot of the mountain. When he heard that Biao'er was born, he was more excited than conquering the country!
Other emperors climbed mountains to worship the gods and worship heaven.
Lao Zhu slipped out from the battlefield and climbed the mountain to tell God. He named his son Zhu Biao and himself Zhu Yuanzhang. He also wrote eight words - Those who come to this mountain will have no heirs!
Lao Zhu couldn't bear it and gave Wang Huai a sad look.
Wang Huai's expression remained as usual, and the spell in his hand never stopped.
"Your Majesty, why would I harm the prince? Your true highness is still in the dark."
Lao Zhu sighed softly.
In fact, he didn't know it.
Although this kid, Biao'er, looks elegant, he has the same tough temperament as Ma Meizi, and he won't use feelings as a card.
At this time, the place where Wang Huai had touched seemed to have turned into knots, and the knots were connected to form a net of gold threads. The net of gold threads was embroidered on the white silk to form a cassock, wrapping Zhu Biao tightly.
When Zhu Biao saw this, his painful expression turned into panic.
"Dog Taoist, even if I turn into a fierce ghost, I won't let Ming go, and I won't let you go!"
Zhu Biao's expression turned ferocious.
Biaoer is usually a gentle yet dignified gentleman, but at this moment...
If word spreads about Biao'er's appearance, his future image as an emperor will be stained with black spots.
Lao Zhu's mentality was about to collapse. He glanced around. Apart from the formation and the Kunlun Ancient Mirror hanging high, the only people left were himself, Wang Huai and Biao'er.
If Jiang Wei and Xie Huan were here, they would never see the sun tomorrow.
No, the moon is gone tonight too!
Wang Huai, this kid, had already pinched him at this point. He ordered the two of them to leave the palace in order to save them.
When the two of them found out, they had to prepare wine and food and come to thank this guy.
"You son of a bitch, go and soak the pig cage!"
Wang Huai cursed, and the Kunlun ancient mirror hanging high flew up. The mirror twisted with four images, Bagua, and the twenty-four solar terms, one side turned down.
The mirror twists and shoots out golden light, which is connected to the big net, and seems to become the collar of the big net, generating traction.
"Get off!"
The Kunlun ancient mirror shines brightly, and the big net also shrinks together.
Swipe and pull——
The big net closed and passed through Zhu Biao's body. Zhu Biao became a fish that slipped through the net.
A pale, almost transparent thing was caught in the net.
It can be vaguely seen that he looks like a Mongolian national master with a Mediterranean hairstyle and a ferocious face.
He also muttered Mongolian words on the Internet, if it wasn't a curse, it was a curse.
The horse content must be extremely high.
Zhu Biao's body shook, as if he had lost all his strength, and slowly fell to the ground.
For a while, he still didn't wake up.
Lao Zhu quickly moved forward to protect him, with a worried look on his face.
"Priest Xiao Wang, when will Biao'er wake up?" This chapter has been completed!
