[Chapter 236 Come here to kneel (one more)]
Xia Qingchen’s eyes were slightly cold, and as soon as the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, Dachen’s Wuxuan’s internal energy rolled from under his feet to all directions.
Where the inner strength passes.
Hundreds of kilograms of rockery were swept into the air, not to mention people?
Forty or fifty Guardsmen were thrown into the air one after another, and then smashed down in a mess.
In an instant, the whole place was full of wailing.
The commander-in-chief’s cultivation base was slightly stronger, he barely stabilized his body, and said in surprise, “A mid-stage powerhouse in Dachen? Who are you?”
The young man in front of him was only eighteen years old, right?
But why is the cultivation base so terrifying?
Xia Qingchen looked at him lightly: “Take it as a passerby who is very dissatisfied with you!” The
voice was still floating in the air, and the person approached like a ghost, deceiving him.
Then a punch hit him in the chest.
The black iron forged armor was punched into a deep depression.
Under the pain, the commander-in-chief cried out on the spot while holding his stomach.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Wangya was surprised, and quickly said: “Sir, hurry up, don’t be implicated by us.” The
royal family has the will to kill them, and it is not something that a little Nebula Sect disciple can stop.
Xia Qingchen glanced at Zhang’s old and weak women and children, and said expressionlessly: “You still can’t implicate me.”
How can a royal family of a principality treat him?
He took a step forward and shattered the shackles on Zhang’s group.
Looking at the ashes lying alone in the coffin, Xia Qingchen looked indifferent: “The coffin has not been buried, but the family is about to be eradicated. Is my Nebula sect disciple so sad after death?”
“Who gave your royal family the courage to treat the dead disciple of my Nebula Sect like this?”
He is here today.
If not?
The courage of the royal family is too great!
Without turning his head, he ejected an internal force behind him.
The commander-in-chief, who was quietly bending over to escape, was immediately blasted to a height of 30 feet and flew out of the commander-in-chief’s mansion.
“Tell you, Your Majesty, in an hour, kneel before the coffin for me. If not, I will come to the palace in person.” Xia Qingchen said lightly.
The commander-in-chief was horrified.
He had already heard from Xia Qingchen’s self-talk that his identity was a disciple of the Nebula Sect!
Not daring to hesitate at all, the commander-in-chief rushed back to the palace in a hurry.
in the palace.
A mighty middle-aged man with a national character face and a crown on his head walked around in the hall with his hands behind his back.
Inside the hall are the core figures of the Principality of the Iron Horse.
They all face anxiety.
Zhang Wangya has a high status, and it is a great risk to eradicate him this time.
“Die’er, isn’t this too rash?” The monarch asked a mean girl next to him with doubts on his face.
The girl leaned on the dragon pillar leisurely and said calmly, “Don’t worry, father, Zhang Zhiyue is dead, no one will make a special trip to ask his family.”
She was Wu Die, a former member of Longyin Village.
Hearing the news of Zhang Zhiyue’s death, he immediately took leave of absence from Zongmen and returned to his hometown.
And her other identity is the current princess of the Iron Horse Principality.
Under her instigation, the monarch decisively took a series of ruthless measures against the Zhang family.
“The Zhang family will cut down the grass and root, and only the Wu family will be immortal.” A deep light filled Wu Dieqian’s eyes.
When the king heard the words, he felt at ease.
indeed.
Zhang Zhiyue died, is there anyone else who will collect debts?
On the other hand, their Wu clan, backed by Wu Die, who just entered the Nebula Sect, will still be able to call the wind and call the rain in the future and continue to occupy the Principality of the Iron Horse for hundreds of years.
“Haha, Senior Sister Wu is not allowed to be a man, this old man admires it.”
In the corner of the hall, a man in gray robe stood.
There was no compliment in his words.
This person is the pavilion owner of Wenjing Pavilion.
Hearing that the Principality of Iron Horse had undergone drastic changes, he rushed over immediately.
However, he did not come to support the Zhang family, but to support the royal family.
In the past, Wenjing Pavilion only communicated with the Zhang family, ignoring the royal family and Princess Wu Die.
Now that Zhang Zhiyue is dead, the only disciple of the Nebula Sect in the Principality of the Iron Horse is Wu Die.
If you don’t establish a deep connection with him, are you still connected to the Zhang family?
“Many thanks to Pavilion Master Chen for your praise.” Wu Die smiled proudly.
When the king saw this, his heart became more stable.
Even asking the mirror pavilion has completely turned to his side, what else is there to worry about?
“Okay! When the Zhang family arrives at the case, they will be executed in a serious and quick manner, so as not to have too many dreams at night!” A cold and ruthless color flashed across the monarch’s eyes.
They are anxiously waiting for the moment.
The commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard rushed into the hall with a look on his face, because he was so anxious that he even forgot the etiquette, and said anxiously, “Your Majesty, something is wrong!
”
The Zhang family is already a turtle in a urn, can it still be turned upside down?
“Your Majesty, there is a disciple of the Nebula Sect in the Great General’s mansion. He… He asked me to tell His Majesty a word.”
Hearing this, the monarch on the dragon chair suddenly stood up.
He was obviously frightened by the words “Disciple of Nebula Sect”.
Wu Die couldn’t help being dignified and thought: “It should be the one who sent Zhang Zhiyue’s ashes home, don’t worry, the trivial matter of being arranged to send the ashes should only be the group of ordinary people at the foot of the mountain, most likely they are pretending to be Nebula. Sect disciple.” The monarch paused in
his heart, sat down again, and asked solemnly, “What did he tell you to tell?”
The mourning hall of the Great General’s Mansion is on my knees!”
Pa –
King Longyan was furious, and slapped the walnut he was playing with on the table: “Presumptuous! I am the king of a country, and you want me to kneel before a dead man?”
The commander-in-chief lowered his head and said intermittently, “The other party said, if not, he will visit the palace in person!”
“Haha, what a visit to the palace!”
“Come here, lead the Shenji Camp and capture this person for me. I want to see what kind of person is qualified to make me kneel!”
“Wait!” Wu Die thoughtfully blocked.
If there is only the first half of the utterance, it is nothing.
But the threat in the second half of the sentence is a bit unusual.
If it is a fake Nebula Sect disciple, he should not have the confidence to say such a thing.
“Father, don’t be impatient. I’ll go take a look first. If the other party is fake, I’ll kill it on the spot. If it’s true, we are all disciples of the Nebula Sect, then it’s easy to talk, and it won’t hurt the peace.”
When the king thought about it, this was indeed the case.
“Okay, there is Lao Die’er for a run.” The king cast a relieved look.
In this life, the greatest pride is to cultivate the daughter of a disciple of the Nebula Sect.
She is much more promising than those princes.
Wu Die said: “It should be.”
“Why don’t I accompany Senior Sister Wu to avoid accidents.” Pavilion Master Chen walked out of the corner and said with a smile.
The current Wu Die is the only disciple of the Nebula Sect in the Principality of the Iron Horse.
She couldn’t afford to miss any more.
“Okay, Pavilion Master Chen will come with me to have a look.” Wu Die said.
Pavilion Master Chen smiled all over his face: “Senior Sister Wu will be here, I’ll go ahead and confirm safety.”
“Thank you.”
At that time.
General’s House.
Xia Qingchen sat under the ancient pear tree in the courtyard, meditated cross-legged, and adjusted his inner strength.
A maid re-inserted a stick of incense in the incense burner beside him.
“How long has it been?” Xia Qingchen still closed her eyes and asked indifferently.
The maid said truthfully, “Reporting to your lord, there are already twelve incense sticks.”
There are twenty-four incense sticks in an hour.
Half the time is now over.
There are still three shifts at eight o’clock in the evening, and four shifts will continue today. Don’t stop the recommended tickets!
[End of This Chapter]
