Chapter 2807 Fighting Qi Practitioners, a storm breaks out in the capital

"I never said that I was a second-grade scholar!"

A bright smile broke out on Xu Zisheng's handsome face. What he liked most was hiding his strength, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Although he never took the initiative to admit that he was a second-grade scholar, he also chose to acquiesce in the face of others' speculation, and even sometimes deliberately Show off your tactics and mislead others into guessing.

The white-clothed warlock was misled and deceived by Xu Zisheng, thinking that Xu Zisheng was a second-grade scholar. He felt that although he was not Xu Zisheng's opponent, he was confident that he could escape unscathed.

After hearing the words, the white-clothed warlock immediately took action. With a wave of his hand, his thoughts stirred up the laws of heaven and earth, and he laid out a circular formation composed of Tiangang and earth demons. The heavenly stems, earthly branches, five elements and eight trigrams were all available. The endless heaven and earth energy gathered and poured into it, expanding crazily towards the Xu Zisheng shield goes away.

"As long as the formation blocks you for a moment, I can escape!"

The white-clothed warlock was not naive enough to think that this circular formation could trap Xu Zisheng, but just wanted to buy time so that he could escape smoothly.

Gold, wood, water, fire and earth, Qiankunli Dongkan Zhendu Xungen, all lit up one after another, the endless vitality turned into the Five Elements Bagua, rushing towards Xu Zisheng, the powerful energy fluctuations shattered the sea of ​​clouds, making the sky extremely clear and blue, making the two The figure of a person appeared in Xu Qian's eyes.

"There is actually one person hiding. Is this the white-robed warlock behind the Yunzhou case? I finally met the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Xu Qi'an is not a fool. He noticed something was wrong when he was in Yunzhou. He reviewed his experience from beginning to end and discovered the strangeness of his luck. He also knew that there was a white-clothed warlock plotting behind the scenes. He even asked the prison guard Zheng and Xu Zisheng, but the two have never spoken clearly, and their words are clouded. He can only reason and look for clues on his own. Now it is the first time to see the mastermind behind the scenes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully looked at each other's figure. Appearance, analyze the other person's personality and psychology, and prepare for future hostility between the two.

"It's a small trick! I said, there is no formation in the world that can stop my steps. I am walking on flat ground!"

The clear voice resounded throughout the world, and the words were followed. As soon as the words fell, the formation was shattered. Xu Zisheng took one step and disappeared on the spot. The white-clothed warlock disappeared with him. The other party had just launched the teleportation. He wanted to To cross the space and get rid of Xu Zisheng's Qi lock.

"I said, I will follow you everywhere, no one can escape my tracking!"

Another clear voice echoed in the sky. Confucianism's words and deeds are like gangsters, and they are basically loopholes in the laws of heaven and earth.

Thousands of miles away, above the sea of ​​clouds, two figures appeared at the same time. Xu Zisheng looked at the white-clothed warlock calmly and calmly, and said with a smile.

"Even if you run away, even if you run to the ends of the earth, you can't escape my pursuit. Your clone is dead today unless your true body dares to show up!"

Naturally, the white-clothed warlock did not dare to show up in person. He was worried that Xu Zisheng would plot against him and kill him completely. He would rather lose this clone than spend more time and plot against more people, devouring and refining their luck to make up for his own losses.

Xu Zisheng seemed to be aware of the white-clothed warlock's thoughts, sighed, and said with some disappointment.

"Sure enough, you like to hide in the darkness and don't dare to show your face. Since you have decided to sacrifice this clone, I won't waste any time!"

Xu Zisheng's figure flashed and appeared in front of this figure. He stretched out his right hand forward, and the endless awe-inspiring righteousness gathered and turned into a blazing white divine sword. With a swipe, the white-clothed warlock turned into flying ashes without any trace. The traces left behind are clean.

"As expected of a second-grade qigong practitioner, he is decisive and ruthless. He actually wiped out all traces of his clone, so that no one can catch any information about his true body!"

After Xu Zisheng swung this sword, his figure faded a lot. It was obvious that after killing several third-level masters with many attacks, this distraction could not be maintained for long.

"There is still a big problem that needs to be dealt with, otherwise it will cause another huge disaster!"

Xu Zisheng's figure flashed and returned to Chuzhou City again, landing on the messy streets. He lowered his head and looked down at the blood pill on the ground with a faint look of compassion. This was the blood pill for 380,000 people. The blood elixir refined from blood essence is enough to advance a third-grade martial artist to the second-grade Hedao realm. It is a treasure that everyone in the world is flocking to. No matter where it is placed, it will cause huge disturbances and disasters.

Xu Zisheng stretched out his hand and gently grabbed it. The blood pill embedded in the ground slowly floated up and fell into his palm. As soon as his palm turned over, it disappeared and he didn't know where he hid it.

"If I don't go to hell, whoever does, I'll be the one to keep these blood pills that bring disaster to the country and the people!"

Xu Zisheng's words made Xu Qian roll his eyes. If he could, he would be willing to bear the sin of keeping the blood pill. This was a martial arts treasure. If he swallowed it, it would at least allow him to break through the third-level immortal body and become a top expert in Da Feng. Even Emperor Yuan Jing did not dare to despise his existence and wanted to win over him in every possible way. He might even marry Princess Lin'an, the little queen of the nightclub, to him.

"The matter in Chuzhou has been settled. I will leave the aftermath to you. I will go back first!"

After Xu Zisheng finished handling the matter, he turned to look at Xu Qian and said to him, and the distraction disappeared.

At this time, some sounds slowly sounded from the top of the city. These sounds finally converged into a river, becoming noisy and chaotic. The King of Zhenbei died, the city of Chuzhou was reduced to ruins, the northern border was leaderless, and the more than 20,000 surviving soldiers fell into great confusion.

Xu Qian took a deep breath, looked at the soldiers inside and outside Chuzhou City, and spoke loudly.

"All officers and men listen to the order. I am Yinluo Xu Qian, the officer in charge of this mission appointed by His Majesty. Now that the King of Zhenbei has died, I will take over all the important military and political affairs of Chuzhou City for the time being. I will hurry down to the top of the city and wait outside the city. Gather.”

The soldiers suddenly had a backbone, and they left the broken wall in an orderly manner and gathered in the open space outside the city.

In the battle of Chuzhou, the King of Zhenbei, the leader of the barbarians Ji Li Zhigu, the leader of the demon clan Zhu Jiu, and the black-robed wizard of the Wushen Cult, a total of four third-level masters have fallen. The world will be shaken, and everyone will be shocked by Xu Zisheng's generosity. Changed the world situation.

In Kyoto City, Yong'an Marquis Mansion, Xu Zisheng frowned slightly, his face was frosty, his eyes flashed with cold eyes, he snorted and said angrily.

"The appearance of the Zhenguo Divine Sword in Chuzhou shows that Emperor Yuan Jing knew very well about Zhenbei King's bloody massacre of three thousand miles, but he pretended not to know. Now I have given the Zhenguo Divine Sword to Xu Qian, waiting for his return , I will use this as a reason to impeach the current His Majesty and make him pay for his mistakes!"

"Wei Yuan is also a cunning old man. He must also know some inside stories. He just pushed the boat along and let Xu Qi'an take the lead. He secretly arranged a back-up plan. The demon tribe and the barbarian tribe knew about Zhenbei King's refining of blood pills. It was probably him who passed down the story. Those who went out wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone!"

Early May, early summer. An official ship from Chuzhou came through the waves, slowly sailed into the capital, and finally berthed at the pier of the capital. Everyone in the mission stood on the deck, looking at the crowded and enthusiastic dock, and felt filled with emotion.

It was late spring when they went to Chuzhou, and it was already early summer when they returned to the capital. What happened during this period, if you put it to ordinary people, you can brag about it for a lifetime. While everyone in the mission breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes burned with belief that they would bring big news to the capital.

"Dafeng no longer has the King of Zhenbei!"

In the palace, Emperor Yuan Jing sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and vomited. A eunuch walked quickly to the threshold, lowering his head and not daring to make a sound.

The old eunuch in python robe who was standing beside Emperor Yuan Jing glanced at the door, then at the old emperor, walked forward to greet him, and asked in a low voice.

"What's the matter?"

The little eunuch came forward and whispered a few words in a low voice.

The old eunuch in the python robe frowned when he heard this, then waved his hand to send the eunuch away. He quietly returned to Emperor Yuan Jing, carefully lowered his voice and shouted.

"His Majesty!"

Emperor Yuan Jing was not allowed to disturb him when he was meditating, unless there was something important. The old eunuch has been with Emperor Yuan Jing for so many years, and he is very skillful in grasping the details.

Emperor Yuan Jing slowly opened his eyes, a ray of light shone from his eyes, looked at the old eunuch, and asked softly.

"What's the matter?"

The old eunuch immediately bowed, very respectfully and humbly, and reported the news he had just received to Emperor Yuan Jing.

"The mission that went to Chuzhou to investigate the case has returned. It is now outside the palace, waiting for His Majesty's summons."

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned when he heard this, his eyes wavered slightly, he looked at the old eunuch and asked displeasedly.

"Why haven't I seen any official documents from Chuzhou coming from the cabinet?"

Emperor Yuan Jing only found out about the incident after the mission returned to the capital. This was unreasonable. There must be monsters when things go out of control. The 95 Supreme Being, who had been in charge of the government for decades, noticed the abnormality, and felt that things were beyond his control. born.

Emperor Yuan Jing squinted his eyes, his face was deep, and he pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Summon them to the imperial study."

The old eunuch turned around and left. Emperor Yuan Jing's face was expressionless, like a deep and terrifying sculpture, with a fierce gaze that swallowed up the light.

…

Everyone in the envoy was informed and led into the palace by a eunuch in green clothes. They entered the empty imperial study room and everyone waited in silence. A quarter of an hour later, Emperor Yuan Jing came over with several eunuchs.

Emperor Yuan Jing was wearing a Taoist robe, with black hair and long flowing sleeves. He had an excellent temperament and appearance. He did not sit behind the desk, but stopped in front of the envoys. His majestic eyes swept their faces and asked in a deep voice. road.

"I sent someone to ask the cabinet, but I didn't receive your documents in advance?!"

The old emperor glanced at Xu Qian, as if he thought this boy was a vulgar warrior and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned to the two censors and the Dali Temple Prime Minister and asked sternly.

"Don't you know the rules?"

The two censors and the Dali Temple Prime Minister lowered their heads, and before they could respond, Zheng Xinghuai, the chief envoy of Chuzhou and the survivor of the bloody massacre of three thousand miles, stepped forward, faced the might of God directly, bowed and said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, Chuzhou City has been destroyed. How to deliver documents?"

Emperor Yuan Jing seemed to have noticed the Chuzhou official at this moment, looked at him for a moment, and asked again.

"Zheng Aiqing, as the chief envoy of Chuzhou, how dare you return to Beijing privately without the permission of the court?"

As the chief envoy of Chuzhou and the chief official of a state, Zheng Xinghuai was not allowed to leave Chuzhou without permission. Otherwise, he would be guilty of leaving his post without permission and would be sent to prison!

Zheng Xinghuai laughed miserably, and looked at Emperor Yuan Jing unwilling to be outdone, showing no fear. The moment he saw King Zhenbei massacre Chuzhou City, his heart had already died, and he only lived to seek justice.

"The city of Chuzhou is gone, and I, the chief envoy, exist in name only."

Zheng Xinghuai claimed to be me, not the minister. He was obviously desperate and determined to seek justice for the 380,000 innocent people in Chuzhou City, to seek justice for his dandy son who died saving him, and to cover his escape from Chuzhou. The knight guard who died in the city wanted justice.

At this time, Zheng Xinghuai had abandoned all scruples and his heart was filled with despair. Therefore, even when facing the Great Feng Monarch, the Nine-Fifth Emperor, he was not afraid, argued with reason, and faced the power of God.

"how you said that?"

Emperor Yuan Jing's eyebrows were twisted together, his face was gloomy, and he asked pretending not to know.

Zheng Xinghuai took a deep breath, without any scruples, and filled his heart with awe-inspiring righteousness, and he said loudly.

"The King of Zhenbei, the commander-in-chief of Chuzhou, in order to be promoted to the second rank, colluded with the Wushen Cult and the Taoist leader of the Earth Sect, and massacred 380,000 lives in Chuzhou City!"

"My minister, I am writing to impeach the King of Zhenbei. Please make the decision for the innocent people who died tragically and severely punish the King of Zhenbei."

After speaking, Zheng Xinghuai took out a memorial from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.

"My minister, I am writing to impeach the King of Zhenbei. Please make the decision for the innocent people who died tragically and severely punish the King of Zhenbei."

Everyone in the envoy took out the memorial and presented it with both hands. Among them, Xu Qi'an's excerpt was ghostwritten by Liu Yushi.

Although Xu Qi'an has never admitted that he is vulgar and thinks that he is talented, has nine years of compulsory education, and is knowledgeable, he can only express his inability to write ancient Chinese, and of course his calligraphy is too bad.

After hearing the news, Emperor Yuan Jing had no expression on his face, without any shock. He just looked at the people in the envoy quietly. After a while, he raised his hand to pick up the memorial and opened it. He looked down for a long time before looking up at the people again. His voice He asked with a bit of hoarseness.

"King Zhenbei, where are you now?"

Emperor Yuan Jing's acting skills are really amazing, natural and not artificial, without any flaws. If placed in modern society, he would definitely be compared to other young actors. He is definitely an old actor and can compete with Xu Zisheng for the best actor throne.

How could Emperor Yuan Jing not know about the massacre of the city? In fact, he was one of the plotters behind the scenes. He asked this deliberately. He might have thought that King Zhenbei was still living happily in the north.

"His Majesty!"

As the organizer, Xu Qian came out and felt that the knife should be stabbed out by himself. He said impassionedly with a righteous look on his face.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. The King of Zhenbei was not a son of a human being. He was attacked by both heaven and man. Now he has been executed. The envoys transported his body back to the capital. Now it is outside the palace. How to deal with this corpse is up to Your Majesty!"

Boom! Thunder seemed to explode in his ears, and Emperor Yuan Jing's face suddenly turned pale, with all the blood gone. He stared at Xu Qian blankly, his eyeballs becoming bloodshot, as if he had suffered a huge blow. This time his voice was really hoarse, and he asked in disbelief.

"What, what, what are you talking about?"

Xu Qian felt extremely happy. He also deduced that Emperor Yuan Jing must have tacitly approved of King Zhenbei's massacre of 380,000 innocent people in Chuzhou City, so he spoke even louder.

"Your Majesty, the body of King Zhenbei is outside the palace. He was cut into pieces with a thousand cuts and separated. Don't worry, King Zhenbei died very tragically!"

Emperor Yuan Jing seemed to have been hit on the forehead with a wooden stick. He was unsteady for a moment, staggered back, and was about to fall down on his back.

"His Majesty!"

The old eunuch screamed miserably and stepped forward to support Emperor Yuan Jing, retaining the last trace of Emperor Yuan Jing's dignity.

"Get away!"

Emperor Yuan Jing roared angrily, pushed the old eunuch away, staggered, and ran out of the imperial study. His back was panicked, his face was as pale as paper, and he could no longer maintain the majesty of a king. Peaceful.

"Quick, follow up, protect your majesty, protect your majesty!"

The old eunuch's screams gradually faded away, filled with panic and worry.

Xu Qian lowered his head, his eyes flashed with joy, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile.

Emperor Yuan Jing rushed out of the imperial study and ran in an imageless manner. His long hair was dancing and his eyes were blood red. He looked less like an emperor and more like a poor person fleeing. The palace gate gradually came into view, and Emperor Yuan Jing saw the Imperial Guards traveling with the delegation and the coffin carried by the Imperial Guards.

Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly stopped and looked at the coffin quietly. The old eunuch, together with the eunuchs and guards, finally caught up with Emperor Yuan Jing. They were relieved. They also slowed down and stood silently behind Emperor Yuan Jing. No one was there. Dare to speak out.

After a while, Emperor Yuan Jing raised his feet again, slowly walked towards the Forbidden Army, walked out of the palace gate, and walked to the coffin. He looked at the coffin with deep eyes and ordered in a hoarse voice.

"put it down!"

The Imperial Guard gently lowered the coffin and stood aside quietly, not daring to make a sound.

Emperor Yuan Jing stood silently, looking at the coffin board in a daze. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the coffin lid. The moment he touched the coffin lid, the veins on Emperor Yuan Jing's forehead bulged.

Because the coffin lid was very light and it was a thin coffin, Xu Qi'an was only symbolically leaving a little dignity for the King of Zhenbei. After all, it was to be sent back to the capital.

The coffin lid was slowly pushed open, and when Emperor Yuan Jing saw the scene inside, his breathing suddenly became rapid.

The corpse of King Zhenbei was withered and shriveled, like a mummy that had been weathered for many years. His head and torso were separated and were beyond recognition. The corpse was full of scars and was cut into pieces with thousands of cuts. Xu Qian did not exaggerate in any way, and even reserved some of it. , this is not a corpse, it is simply a ball of rotten flesh.

The imperial guards and Yulin guards present knelt down one after another. It was a crime of disrespect to stand and witness the emperor's sorrow. But there are always a few who are stubborn, such as Xu Qian who followed and everyone in the mission.

Xu Qian said nothing, knelt down on one knee to show his respect for the emperor, and said in a deep tone.

"Your Majesty must keep the dragon body. Don't be overly sad. You need to know that you will not live long."

Emperor Yuan Jing took a deep breath and his hatred for Xu Qi'an lessened.

At this moment, I heard Xu Qian speak again, with a change of tone and said sarcastically.

"If the people of Chuzhou knew that Your Majesty was so sad for them, Jiuquanxia would also be happy."

Emperor Yuan Jing's face suddenly stiffened and he stared at Xu Qian fiercely.

Xu Qian lowered his head and did not see the fierce gaze of Emperor Yuan Jing, but even if he saw it, he would probably pretend not to see it. He deliberately spoke loudly so that the imperial guards in the palace could hear clearly.

"The king of Zhenbei massacred 380,000 people in Chuzhou City and deserved his death! But after he died, the charges were not proven. Whether to expose the corpse, whip the corpse, or crush the bones and scatter the ashes is all decided by your majesty. I have nothing to do with it. Objection." (End of Chapter)