[Chapter 238 Severely punished for not lending (three more)]
“Remember…Remember, if you provoke your senior brother again, you will be at your own risk.” Wu Die wanted to cry without tears.
How did she know that Zhang Zhiyue’s ashes would be sent to Xia Qingchen in person.
“Just understand.” Xia Qingchen said indifferently: “Cut off your arm!”
What?
Cut off your arm?
How serious are the consequences of cutting off an arm for a person in the martial arts?
Besides, Wu Die is still a woman, how will she marry from now on?
The consequences are too serious.
“Senior brother, please be merciful, I am willing to bear other punishments.” Wu Die was so anxious that she burst into tears.
Xia Qingchen said lightly: “Other punishment? Yes, let’s apologize with death.”
Either cut off his arm or die.
Wu Die’s face turned pale, her lips were bitten tightly, and she fell into great despair in her heart.
“Presumptuous!” Pavilion Master Chen could no longer sit idly by, arrogant and aggressive: “As a disciple of the Nebula Sect, you act viciously and ruthlessly, I will sue the sect and expose your various evil deeds!
” In front of Wu Die.
Tell Xia Qingchen with actions that he will never let Xia Qingchen hurt Wu Die one bit.
Xia Qingchen looked at him lightly: “Wu Die is right, you should shut up.”
Pavilion Master Chen was not afraid, and said with a long smile: “Do you really think that the disciples of the Nebula Sect are great? The old man is also a member of the Nebula sect, so why should you be afraid? You yellow… yellow hair… ah, my lord!”
He couldn’t say any more, and his eyes widened.
Because Xia Qingchen took out a messenger token from Lord Dayun from his arms.
Still the most advanced token.
Seeing this token is like seeing the deity of the Great Cloud Lord!
“See the special envoy, the villain deserves ten thousand deaths, contradicting the adults, please punish the adults.” Pavilion Master Chen’s old body trembled and saluted.
Xia Qingchen took back the token and said indifferently, “Go on your knees.”
“Yes! Yes!” Pavilion Master Chen hurriedly stepped aside and knelt on the ground.
An old head, like a rotten apple, drooped deeply, and his face was as pale as paper.
Xia Qingchen didn’t even look at him, and looked at Wu Die coldly: “Do you want me to do it myself?”
Wu Die’s face was pale, and her body couldn’t stop shivering.
If Xia Qingchen did it himself, it might not be as simple as breaking an arm.
As soon as she gritted her teeth, she was heartbroken and took out the dagger.
A cold light flashed, and her left arm was cut off at the shoulder.
Blood was pouring out, she endured the severe pain, bit her lip and said, “Senior brother, is it alright?”
Xia Qingchen took away the cold light in her eyes: “The grievances between you and me have been written off, but your father hasn’t.”
He glanced at the twelfth incense stick, which had burned to the end: “There’s still half of the time.”
Wu Die woke up from a dream, clutching her broken arm, and hurriedly gave an order: “Quick! Let my royal father come over and kneel. Come down!”
The faces of the attendants on the sidelines changed greatly, and they hurriedly ran back to the palace.
at this time.
Inside the palace, the monarch is discussing with several princes.
“As soon as Zhang Wangya leaves, the frontier army he has mastered for many years must be rectified, and when necessary, he will not hesitate to wash the cronies he cultivated!”
“In addition, make up a lot of Zhang Wangya’s heinous crimes, and strictly prevent the people from grievances against him.”
Several princes are well aware of it. The way, they nodded their heads one after another.
“Father, after this incident, our Wu royal family will last for hundreds of years. It’s really a great event!”
“Haha, it’s ridiculous that there are those inexplicable people who want the father to kneel and not look at us. Who is the royal family relying on?”
As
he was talking, the guard hurried to report. “It’s not good, Your Majesty!” The guard said incoherently
: “Your Highness Princess cut off her arm, no, she cut it herself.” : “The Nebula Sect disciple who sent the ashes forced Her Royal Highness to cut off his own arm!” What! “Where’s Pavilion Master Chen? Isn’t he around, why didn’t he protect Die’er?” The monarch asked hurriedly. Wu Die is the pillar of the royal family. The guard’s face showed great fear: “Chen Pavilion Master kneels to the side!” Kneeling to the side? The monarch’s heart sank inexplicably, and his voice became cautious: “What is the identity of that Nebula Sect disciple?” The guard said: “I don’t know, but Pavilion Master Chen calls him the special envoy!” Hiss! The monarch took a deep breath, he heard Wu Die say it. In the sect, only those senior middle-level disciples and above are qualified to accept the appointment of the sect to inspect the world as special envoys. He was flustered and at a loss. “Your Majesty, Princess, please hurry up and kneel, it’s too late.” At this time, the monarch remembered that the special envoy gave him an hour to go and kneel in front of the coffin. He got up in horror and hurriedly said: “Quick, prepare the sedan chair, no, prepare the horse, prepare the best fast horse!”
soon.
The monarch of the Principality of Iron Horse, riding a single horse, rushed out of the palace in a hurry.
Behind him followed the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, chasing after him.
General’s House.
The atmosphere in front of the mourning hall seemed to freeze.
No one spoke, no one even gasped loudly.
Because, Xia Qingchen sat under the tree and didn’t move.
He didn’t move, and no one dared to move.
He didn’t say anything, and no one dared to speak.
It was not until the twenty-fourth incense stick was burned to the end that Zhang Wangya swallowed a mouthful of saliva and reminded him in a very soft voice: “Sir, the incense is over!”
At this time, Xia Qingchen slowly opened his eyes.
“The incense is over, the person hasn’t arrived yet, then, I’ll go find him myself!” Xia Qingchen’s words were very calm.
But anyone can hear the coldness hidden inside.
Royal family, it will take five steps to splatter blood because of this!
Shh –
at this moment, after a neigh of a horse.
Then there was a middle-aged man with a messy yellow robe and the national character, running in in a panic.
He glanced at Wu Die, who had broken his arm, at Pavilion Master Chen, who was kneeling beside him, and at the strange Xia Qingchen.
Taking one last look at the incense that was about to burn through, he immediately fell to the ground, and kowtowed three times in a row towards Zhang Zhiyue’s coffin.
“I was wrong! I was wrong! I was wrong!”
Kowtow once before saying a word.
After the kowtow, he still knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards Xia Qingchen: “The special envoy of the Nebula Sect is here, it is a long way to welcome.”
Xia Qingchen looked at the incense that was almost extinguished, and said lightly: “It’s good luck for you.”
These four words scared the king and Wu Die’s hearts.
Just now, Xia Qingchen was indeed preparing to kill the monarch himself.
The monarch said in a trembling voice: “I know I’m wrong, please be gracious to the special envoy.”
Xia Qingchen looked at him calmly, and said slowly: “You are in a Zen position. From now on, Zhang Wangya will be in charge of the Iron Horse Principality.”
These words are no different . In a thunderbolt.
The monarch was about to plead, but found that Wu Die was secretly winking at herself and stopped talking.
Because she knew very well that Xia Qingchen still had unfinished killing intent.
If you offend him, you might kill the king now.
“The royal family has also moved out of the Iron Horse Principality and will never return for life.” Xia Qingchen wrote lightly.
[End of This Chapter]
