Chapter 87
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Wu Yi Yun
Chapter 87
The emperor left to prepare to meet with the envoys from Yan Kingdom.
Chu Jing hugged the little prince and pinched his face.
"Yeah!"
The little prince made a naive voice, as if calling for uncle.
"Giggle."
The queen next to her covered her mouth and smiled, showing a happy expression.
"Brother Chu, the emperor once said that you appear to be modest, but in reality you have an unfathomable arrogance, which even he is ashamed of."
The queen looked at her son with a look of longing: "I really hope that my son will be as proud as brother Chu in the future, and be able to behave in a dignified manner!"
Chu Jing felt it.
Today among the Seven Kingdoms, the Zhou Kingdom is the purest and weakest, and is subject to checks and balances everywhere.
Although Emperor Zhou was a monarch, he was also aggrieved.
If this little prince takes over in the future.
The situation in the country hasn't changed yet, so I'm afraid there is no way to behave in a dignified manner.
The queen's words are also a kind of sustenance, a kind of hope.
"Little guy, your roots and talents seem to be good, why don't you practice martial arts with me in the future?"
Chu Jing looked at the little prince and muttered in his heart.
suddenly.
His divine sense unintentionally sprinkled on the Xuanzheng Hall.
Found some clues.
"Is that the Yan Kingdom envoy group? Among them, why do some of them emit devilish energy?"
The Tianzi Wangqi technique is not only as simple as seeing with the eyes.
It can also cooperate with divine thoughts to sense popularity.
In Chu Jing's perception.
Arriving at the moment in the messenger group of the palace.
There is a person who seems to have no martial arts strength, but exudes a devilish aura, which is a bit suspicious.
"Let me see what's weird about this guy."
Holding the little prince in his arms, the shocked spirit locked on the emissary who exuded demonic energy!
……
Xuanzheng Hall.
This is the place where the emperor dealt with state affairs and received guests.
At this time, Emperor Zhou was sitting on the dragon chair, expressionless, not angry.
Below, a group of envoys wearing red robes unique to the Yan Kingdom slowly walked in.
"Tuan Yin San, envoy of the Yan Kingdom, see Chuan Wangye!"
When they arrived at the hall, the first black-haired old man with a thin face and high cheekbones bowed sinisterly.
The envoys behind him followed suit.
Inside the palace, the emperor's eyebrows were furrowed, and anger appeared on his face.
The group of envoys entered the palace with a lax attitude.
He didn't even kneel down when he saluted.
In the end, Chuanxiong was called "Prince"?
Does this mean that he is likening Chuanxiong to a vassal, and treating him as a vassal of Emperor Yan?
This is not a messenger, it is a group of lunatics!
Emperor Zhou was naturally furious.
It's just that because Zhou Guo was suppressed by Yan Guo too badly, he didn't have an attack.
With a smile on his face, he said: "I am not very happy that all the envoys have come from afar, but the journey is long, and you may be used to the customs of other countries and have forgotten the etiquette of the Zhou Kingdom."
"I can understand."
This is secretly accusing the envoys of being a group of wild dogs without quality.
If it is an ordinary person.
Maybe it's over, and I won't find fault anymore.
Unexpectedly, Yin San grinned and said: "Our country of Yan has a tradition, only the strong and the respected use etiquette."
"This is a national rule, please tell the prince not to get angry."
"you!"
Rao is the emperor of Zhou who has no objection.
A minister standing in one part of the hall couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily, "You Yan Kingdom is so provocative to the emperor, but you want to start a war?"
"Will you start a war? Your Majesty, if you wish, you can."
Yin San cast a sideways glance at the minister, and said with a cunning face.
Emperor Zhou glanced at the minister, and said coldly: "Bold, I'm talking to the envoys, is it your turn to intervene?"
The minister was dripping with cold sweat, begging for mercy on his knees: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong!"
Emperor Zhou blamed the minister, but he felt very guilty in his heart.
His eyes were a little red, but he still held back and said with a sullen face: "Everyone, you have come from afar, it's not good to just see off guests like this, come and drink first, enjoy a dance before leaving!"
Just about to let the eunuchs and dancers go to the hall.
Unexpectedly, Yin San smiled and said: "Let's not rush the matter of pleasure, Your Majesty, His Majesty Emperor Yan, specially sent a gift, can you take a look?"
Emperor Zhou's mood faded, he waved his hand and said, "Take it out."
"Okay!"
Yin San clapped his hands.
Outside the hall, another group of messengers came in holding a coffin.
boom!
When the coffin fell, the whole room was silent.
The ministers in the palace, the eunuchs, and even the three second-rank master guards beside the emperor.
They were all eyes wide open, and their faces were furious.
Emperor Zhou's brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes spewed out anger.
In this case.
Yin San still smiled and said: "I heard that the prophet of your country will die soon, this coffin is a gift from His Majesty Yan Emperor!"
For the emperor and Zhou Guo, the life of the prophet is the last.
Yin San humiliated the Prophet so much?
Emperor Zhou couldn't stand it anymore.
"Brave thief! How dare you be so rampant, Chuan Da, kill him!"
With the roar of Emperor Zhou.
Chuan Da, the second-rank master guard behind him, turned into an afterimage and fell in front of Yin San in an instant.
"Clang" sound.
The exquisite Xiuchun knife came out of its sheath and cut towards Yinsan's neck.
It was about to fall to the ground.
suddenly.
With a "ding", a pale hand pinched the handle of the knife.
"How...how could it be?"
Chuan Da, the bodyguard of the second-rank master, changed his face drastically.
On the contrary, Yin San, who was holding the blade, grinned: "I have practiced hard for a hundred years for the Ice Crystal Magic Hand, how can a mere knife be able to cut it? Die!"
"boom!"
Immediately, a palm landed on the guard Chuanda's chest.
"puff!"
Chuan Dakuang spurted blood, fell to the ground, and fell into a coma!
"Bold traitor!"
Seeing that the guards were injured, Emperor Zhou became furious: "Shoot them all! Kill him!"
All of a sudden, all the generals and civil servants around shot together.
In this world built by force.
The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of any country has martial arts.
The state of Zhou is not as strict as the state of Yan, and non-first-rank masters are not allowed to become high-ranking officials.
But those who can enter the court and become officials are all half-step masters.
Some prime ministers, generals, etc., are first-rank masters!
At the moment of Yin San's shot.
A series of half-step grandmasters and first-rank grandmasters around him made their moves one after another!
"Jie Jie Jie!"
Yin San laughed wildly, not paying attention to the heroes at all.
"The demonic energy is overwhelming!"
He raised his arms high, and a layer of monstrous devilish energy was like a thick fog, instantly engulfing the hall!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
All the people who entered the magic mist began to cough violently, their bodies were heavy, and they were actually poisoned!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
In the magic mist, Yin San was nowhere to be found.
The guards of the two second-rank masters stood in front of Emperor Zhou, holding Xiuchun knives in their hands, to prevent Xiao Xiao from plotting against him.
"Jie Jie Jie! Two second-ranks in the district dare to stop me! Go to hell!"
Maniac laughter sounded from the top of the head.
"Not good! Help!"
"Don't let this generation succeed!"
The two guards were shocked and furious, but they were hit by two pale hands, spurting blood wildly, and fell to the ground!
"Pass two, pass three!"
Seeing the two guards fell to the ground, Emperor Zhou cried out in worry.
Of course.
A figure with a ferocious face and pale hands approached in front of him.
Emperor Zhou's worry turned into fear, pointed at Yin San, and said in a tearful voice, "Are you... a third-rank grandmaster?"
"Jiejiejie, I am the third rank of grandmaster, before your prophet finds out, Chuanxiong... you can die!"
After the words fell, Yin San's two white palms fell towards Emperor Zhou's forehead!
……
Ninghua Hall.
Calm and calm.
The queen was sipping tea, looking at a butterfly among the flowers, feeling a little absent-minded.Little did he know that her husband was being assassinated.
beside.
Chu Jing hugged the little prince and looked towards the Xuanzheng Hall, narrowing his eyes.
"Third-rank assassin, from the magic gate? Very good!"
While thinking, a thin silver needle flew out of the sea of consciousness, and flew towards the Xuanzheng Palace at the speed of the world.
Ecstasy Needle!
The emperor left to prepare to meet with the envoys from Yan Kingdom.
Chu Jing hugged the little prince and pinched his face.
"Yeah!"
The little prince made a naive voice, as if calling for uncle.
"Giggle."
The queen next to her covered her mouth and smiled, showing a happy expression.
"Brother Chu, the emperor once said that you appear to be modest, but in reality you have an unfathomable arrogance, which even he is ashamed of."
The queen looked at her son with a look of longing: "I really hope that my son will be as proud as brother Chu in the future, and be able to behave in a dignified manner!"
Chu Jing felt it.
Today among the Seven Kingdoms, the Zhou Kingdom is the purest and weakest, and is subject to checks and balances everywhere.
Although Emperor Zhou was a monarch, he was also aggrieved.
If this little prince takes over in the future.
The situation in the country hasn't changed yet, so I'm afraid there is no way to behave in a dignified manner.
The queen's words are also a kind of sustenance, a kind of hope.
"Little guy, your roots and talents seem to be good, why don't you practice martial arts with me in the future?"
Chu Jing looked at the little prince and muttered in his heart.
suddenly.
His divine sense unintentionally sprinkled on the Xuanzheng Hall.
Found some clues.
"Is that the Yan Kingdom envoy group? Among them, why do some of them emit devilish energy?"
The Tianzi Wangqi technique is not only as simple as seeing with the eyes.
It can also cooperate with divine thoughts to sense popularity.
In Chu Jing's perception.
Arriving at the moment in the messenger group of the palace.
There is a person who seems to have no martial arts strength, but exudes a devilish aura, which is a bit suspicious.
"Let me see what's weird about this guy."
Holding the little prince in his arms, the shocked spirit locked on the emissary who exuded demonic energy!
……
Xuanzheng Hall.
This is the place where the emperor dealt with state affairs and received guests.
At this time, Emperor Zhou was sitting on the dragon chair, expressionless, not angry.
Below, a group of envoys wearing red robes unique to the Yan Kingdom slowly walked in.
"Tuan Yin San, envoy of the Yan Kingdom, see Chuan Wangye!"
When they arrived at the hall, the first black-haired old man with a thin face and high cheekbones bowed sinisterly.
The envoys behind him followed suit.
Inside the palace, the emperor's eyebrows were furrowed, and anger appeared on his face.
The group of envoys entered the palace with a lax attitude.
He didn't even kneel down when he saluted.
In the end, Chuanxiong was called "Prince"?
Does this mean that he is likening Chuanxiong to a vassal, and treating him as a vassal of Emperor Yan?
This is not a messenger, it is a group of lunatics!
Emperor Zhou was naturally furious.
It's just that because Zhou Guo was suppressed by Yan Guo too badly, he didn't have an attack.
With a smile on his face, he said: "I am not very happy that all the envoys have come from afar, but the journey is long, and you may be used to the customs of other countries and have forgotten the etiquette of the Zhou Kingdom."
"I can understand."
This is secretly accusing the envoys of being a group of wild dogs without quality.
If it is an ordinary person.
Maybe it's over, and I won't find fault anymore.
Unexpectedly, Yin San grinned and said: "Our country of Yan has a tradition, only the strong and the respected use etiquette."
"This is a national rule, please tell the prince not to get angry."
"you!"
Rao is the emperor of Zhou who has no objection.
A minister standing in one part of the hall couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily, "You Yan Kingdom is so provocative to the emperor, but you want to start a war?"
"Will you start a war? Your Majesty, if you wish, you can."
Yin San cast a sideways glance at the minister, and said with a cunning face.
Emperor Zhou glanced at the minister, and said coldly: "Bold, I'm talking to the envoys, is it your turn to intervene?"
The minister was dripping with cold sweat, begging for mercy on his knees: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong!"
Emperor Zhou blamed the minister, but he felt very guilty in his heart.
His eyes were a little red, but he still held back and said with a sullen face: "Everyone, you have come from afar, it's not good to just see off guests like this, come and drink first, enjoy a dance before leaving!"
Just about to let the eunuchs and dancers go to the hall.
Unexpectedly, Yin San smiled and said: "Let's not rush the matter of pleasure, Your Majesty, His Majesty Emperor Yan, specially sent a gift, can you take a look?"
Emperor Zhou's mood faded, he waved his hand and said, "Take it out."
"Okay!"
Yin San clapped his hands.
Outside the hall, another group of messengers came in holding a coffin.
boom!
When the coffin fell, the whole room was silent.
The ministers in the palace, the eunuchs, and even the three second-rank master guards beside the emperor.
They were all eyes wide open, and their faces were furious.
Emperor Zhou's brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes spewed out anger.
In this case.
Yin San still smiled and said: "I heard that the prophet of your country will die soon, this coffin is a gift from His Majesty Yan Emperor!"
For the emperor and Zhou Guo, the life of the prophet is the last.
Yin San humiliated the Prophet so much?
Emperor Zhou couldn't stand it anymore.
"Brave thief! How dare you be so rampant, Chuan Da, kill him!"
With the roar of Emperor Zhou.
Chuan Da, the second-rank master guard behind him, turned into an afterimage and fell in front of Yin San in an instant.
"Clang" sound.
The exquisite Xiuchun knife came out of its sheath and cut towards Yinsan's neck.
It was about to fall to the ground.
suddenly.
With a "ding", a pale hand pinched the handle of the knife.
"How...how could it be?"
Chuan Da, the bodyguard of the second-rank master, changed his face drastically.
On the contrary, Yin San, who was holding the blade, grinned: "I have practiced hard for a hundred years for the Ice Crystal Magic Hand, how can a mere knife be able to cut it? Die!"
"boom!"
Immediately, a palm landed on the guard Chuanda's chest.
"puff!"
Chuan Dakuang spurted blood, fell to the ground, and fell into a coma!
"Bold traitor!"
Seeing that the guards were injured, Emperor Zhou became furious: "Shoot them all! Kill him!"
All of a sudden, all the generals and civil servants around shot together.
In this world built by force.
The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of any country has martial arts.
The state of Zhou is not as strict as the state of Yan, and non-first-rank masters are not allowed to become high-ranking officials.
But those who can enter the court and become officials are all half-step masters.
Some prime ministers, generals, etc., are first-rank masters!
At the moment of Yin San's shot.
A series of half-step grandmasters and first-rank grandmasters around him made their moves one after another!
"Jie Jie Jie!"
Yin San laughed wildly, not paying attention to the heroes at all.
"The demonic energy is overwhelming!"
He raised his arms high, and a layer of monstrous devilish energy was like a thick fog, instantly engulfing the hall!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
All the people who entered the magic mist began to cough violently, their bodies were heavy, and they were actually poisoned!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
In the magic mist, Yin San was nowhere to be found.
The guards of the two second-rank masters stood in front of Emperor Zhou, holding Xiuchun knives in their hands, to prevent Xiao Xiao from plotting against him.
"Jie Jie Jie! Two second-ranks in the district dare to stop me! Go to hell!"
Maniac laughter sounded from the top of the head.
"Not good! Help!"
"Don't let this generation succeed!"
The two guards were shocked and furious, but they were hit by two pale hands, spurting blood wildly, and fell to the ground!
"Pass two, pass three!"
Seeing the two guards fell to the ground, Emperor Zhou cried out in worry.
Of course.
A figure with a ferocious face and pale hands approached in front of him.
Emperor Zhou's worry turned into fear, pointed at Yin San, and said in a tearful voice, "Are you... a third-rank grandmaster?"
"Jiejiejie, I am the third rank of grandmaster, before your prophet finds out, Chuanxiong... you can die!"
After the words fell, Yin San's two white palms fell towards Emperor Zhou's forehead!
……
Ninghua Hall.
Calm and calm.
The queen was sipping tea, looking at a butterfly among the flowers, feeling a little absent-minded.Little did he know that her husband was being assassinated.
beside.
Chu Jing hugged the little prince and looked towards the Xuanzheng Hall, narrowing his eyes.
"Third-rank assassin, from the magic gate? Very good!"
While thinking, a thin silver needle flew out of the sea of consciousness, and flew towards the Xuanzheng Palace at the speed of the world.
Ecstasy Needle!
