Dozens of agile guards, protecting an elegant man, came from outside the palace.
The man was wearing a blue brocade robe and a jingle ring, looking very noble.
It turned out to be the King Xian who was rumored to be a man of few desires, not fond of power, and only fond of elegance.
And beside this King Xian, there were actually many figures familiar to Chu Ge.
For example, Zhuge Tao, other innate instructors in the Wanjun Martial Arts Hall, and even Chu Ge's clone were among them.
Yesterday, Zhuge Tao informed Chu Ge about the background of Wanjun Martial Arts School and asked him to be prepared. Something big might happen in the near future.
If you seize the opportunity, you can soar into the sky.
It seems that King Zhenbei and King Xian have come together long ago and reached an agreement.
Moreover, King Zhenbei also expected that Emperor Qianyuan would be unable to restrain himself once the black knight left.
I just didn't expect that Emperor Qianyuan would do so many ridiculous things for his own immortality.
Harm the people and take away the destiny of the country.
Any one of them will bring with it eternal infamy.
Even after death, one is not allowed to enter the Dali Ancestral Hall.
boom.
A figure wearing a black robe from the Procuratorate was thrown out by a guard.
King Xian said: "Brother Ye, this is the man who let go of the Wuzhou warriors in the secret cell of the Inspectorate."
The King of Zhenbei calmly looked at Liao Wenlang, who was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment.
The fifth group of the Procuratorate is in charge of the secret cells, responsible for detaining prisoners and interrogating prisoners. The secret cells under its jurisdiction are the strictest and most terrifying places in the country.
If the leaders of these five groups hadn't done it themselves, no one would have been able to release the prisoners from the secret cells without anyone noticing.
This Liao Wenlang was promoted by himself, not a spy planted by Emperor Qianyuan.
Betray yourself at this time...
Liao Wenlang, who was already seriously injured, climbed up from the ground with difficulty and glanced at Emperor Qianyuan beside Master Yuqing, who had become neither human nor ghost.
He knelt down to King Zhenbei and said regretfully:
"Wenlang is ashamed of the president, ashamed of many colleagues in the Inspection Institute, and ashamed of Da Li."
"Originally, the dean secretly eliminated Prime Minister Lin and imprisoned him in the East Palace. I thought that the dean had disobedient intentions. Although Emperor Qianyuan abandoned the imperial court, he is still the king of Dali after all. We and other ministers should be loyal to the imperial power."
"But today it seems that I was stupid. Emperor Qianyuan wants to destroy Dali!"
"Wen Lang's crime is unforgivable, and he has no face to face the dean and the people of Dali again. I only wish that the country of Dali will prosper and the people will enjoy peace forever!"
Liao Wenlang kowtowed nine times to King Zhenbei.
Then he hit himself between the eyebrows with a palm, killing himself.
Chu Ge in the crowd couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw this scene.
In history, there were many ministers who were foolish and loyal to the imperial power in ancient times.
It would be okay if there was peace and prosperity, otherwise most of them would not end well.
Seeing his cronies commit suicide in front of him, King Zhenbei's eyes darkened slightly.
But sometimes you make the wrong choice and you have to pay the price.
Emperor Qianyuan, who was in mid-air, looked at King Zhenbei and King Xian below, and suddenly burst into laughter:
"My dear sixth brother, you really hid it deep enough. You were able to pretend like this for decades. I shouldn't have been soft-hearted and let you go back then."
King Xian said in a deep voice:
"If I hadn't pretended to be like that, how could I have escaped your murderous hands? You didn't kill me back then because you thought I wasn't a threat. You just wanted to show off to the clan and save some of your reputation."
"Now that you have committed heinous crimes and been abandoned by all the people, you are no longer worthy of being the king of this country. If you still have the slightest regret, you should voluntarily abdicate and bind yourself here."
King Xian is the son of the late emperor and is the orthodox bloodline of the royal family.
If he comes forward to fight for the throne, it will be a royal family matter, and Confucianism and Taoism cannot interfere.
Master Yuqing glanced at Emperor Qianyuan, who was surrounded by an evil spirit next to him. If he had not been from the Dali royal family, I am afraid that the Taoists would have taken action themselves to eliminate the evil spirits.
Now... leave it to King Zhenbei and the others to do the same thing.
Master Yuqing recited a chant, then wielded his sword and left, returning to Shangqing Mountain.
After today, the Shangqing gatekeepers will probably go out again to clean up the evil ways in Dali.
Although Emperor Qianyuan took the initiative to contact him, these evil people dared to contaminate the king of Dali under his nose. This was a slap in his face!
Go back and find those scholars who like to brag and ask them to send people with them.
After Master Yuqing left, Emperor Qianyuan's last source of support was gone.
Emperor Qianyuan's eyes were round and round, filled with strange black and red eyes, and his pupils were trembling.
Humiliation, unwillingness, anger, resentment...
With all kinds of emotions surging up, he went through decades and a glorious life to control supreme power.
I finally broke through to the third level and could enjoy another life, but it ended up in such a humiliating way.
He is not willing to give in!
King Zhenbei and King Xian looked at each other, and the other nodded slightly.
Thunder struck again, King Zhenbei jumped into the air with his saber, and slashed at Emperor Qianyuan's neck with his broken saber.
His friend Li Cunhua is dead and is here now.
There is only evil Qianyuan.
Emperor Qianyuan's eyes widened in anger. His severely injured body had no time to dodge, and his head rolled off his neck.
However, Emperor Qianyuan is now in the third rank. As long as Yang Shen is not destroyed, he can make a comeback.
Emperor Qianyuan's Yang Shen came out of his body and escaped quickly.
King Zhenbei chased after him with a sword, but a golden dragon that was dozens of times smaller than the previous golden luck dragon swallowed Emperor Qianyuan's Yang God in one mouthful.
The power of luck!
After all, Emperor Qianyuan had been the king for decades and was filled with dragon spirit.
At this time, it is still possible to forcefully control a small amount of luck.
"King Zhenbei, King Xian, I will not let you go, I will kill you at all costs, kill everyone around you, and make you have no peace for the rest of your life!"
"There is also Taoism and Confucianism. I will definitely destroy your Taoism and turn it into smoke and dust!"
Within the golden dragon's body, Emperor Qianyuan's vicious roar could be heard.
The power of luck is so special that King Zhenbei's broken saber cannot cut it open, and now it has become Emperor Qianyuan's last protective umbrella.
Although his body has been beheaded now, the Taoist spirit is the most important thing. As long as Yang Shen is still there, Emperor Qianyuan will still be in the third rank.
The threat of a third-grade strongman lurking in the dark, waiting for revenge, is enough to make anyone sleepless.
Emperor Qianyuan laughed wildly again, and with the power of luck, he quickly fled towards the distance.
Now that his body has been destroyed and his Yangshen has been severely injured, he must first find a place to recover from his injuries.
Although Wufu can initially fly in the air after the fourth level, but without the support of the earth, his speed is far not as fast as Daomen Yangshen.
You can only watch the other person disappear from sight.
King Xian frowned deeply. As long as Qianyuan was alive, he would be uneasy.
He issued an order to those around him: "Send orders to the military and horse departments of the five cities, the guard stations around Kyoto, as well as the various gangs and martial arts schools in Kyoto to immediately search Li Cunhua and kill him before he recovers!"
"yes!"
The confidants around me got the order and quickly set off to make arrangements.
Chu Ge has been frowning and thinking since Qian Yuan escaped.
He also immediately followed some other warriors who wanted to perform meritorious service and chased in the direction where Emperor Qianyuan escaped.
Zhuge Tao looked at his disciple's retreating figure.
I couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
According to my own observations over the years, my disciple is obviously not a person who loves fame and fortune. How could he be so active this time?
Could it be that I enlightened you yesterday?
A real man should have made great contributions and achieved miraculous results?