Chapter 1233: Everyone gets punishable
Chapter 1233
"The ancestors and ancestors are in the supremacy. I, Lu Aochen, lived up to the trust of my ancestors and took back everything that my Yuanlong line deserves. From today on, I will be the king of Xinghua. I will realize my ancestors’ long-cherished wish to dominate the world and become The Celestial Continent is an eternal emperor! Hahahaha..." At the end, Lu Aochen laughed wildly.
"Long live your majesty, long live long live, and your subordinates are willing to wipe the ground and conquer the world for your majesty." Mu Qingyun knelt on one knee, stroking his chest with one hand, and said almost fanatically.
If someone has been following Lu Aochen, they will recognize that the commander of the Imperial Guard is the black soldier he trusts most. For today's move, the Lu family waited too long, and he, his father, grandfather, great-grandfather... also waited too long.
"May the liver and brain be smeared, and fight for your majesty!" There were also shouts around. Those were Mu Qingyun's cronies who had been planted in the Imperial Guard, or they were the dead soldiers of the Lu family.
"Do you really think that if you get the Haotian Sword, we will serve you as our master, go crazy with you, and send Wubai surname, Xinghua to a dead end?" At this moment, on the viewing platform, a Patriarch Said indifferently. This Patriarch is tall, and although his temples are white, his face is dark blue because of poisoning, but he is still domineering.
"Are you not convinced?" Lu Aochen turned to look at the Patriarch.
"He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. If you are so rebellious to kill the king and usurp the throne, who can convince the world? Even if I die, I will only be loyal to the Yuan and Ming dynasties. My Lingbei Yang family will never serve you!" Raised both fists hard and roared loudly.
"Okay, then you go to death." Lu Aochen said lightly.
The long sword that reached the back of the Yang Patriarch passed through his chest, and his heart pulse was instantly shattered. To his death, he opened his eyes and clenched his fists, his head held high, and he refused to give in to Lu Aochen.
"Princes and princesses, how about you, do you want to dominate the world with me, I am the Lu family, and I will definitely become the true master of the Celestial Continent!" Ignoring the patrons, Lu Aochen looked at the princes and princesses again.
"Lu Aochen, one day, I, Lu Zifeng, will break your corpse into thousands of pieces, leaving you dead without a place to bury you!" A handsome prince screamed, it was the sixth prince Lu Zifeng.
"I originally missed someone who gave you a way of life for the sake of the same Lu family. If you don't want it yourself, then you can't blame me." Lu Aochen shook his head and said.
As soon as the words fell, a long sword pierced Lu Zifeng's chest, and the young prince suddenly died of anger.
"My lords, Xinghua Country has enjoyed peace and security over the past few years. Thanks to your good governance, are you willing to follow me behind Lu Aochen and lay the foundation for eternity?" Lu Aochen looked at the civil and military officials again.
"Problem officials and thieves, everyone gets punishable, how can an old man who has received the emperor's favor in the world be in the same way with you!" a gray-haired old man gritted his teeth and cursed.
"Kill!" Lu Aochen's face sank and ordered.
Blood light flashed, and the old man fell to the ground.
"Where are you?" Lu Aochen looked at a civilian again.
His face was already a bit less arrogant and arrogant before, and it gradually became gloomy.
Although he has already obtained the Haotian Sword, and with his status after the Yuanlong prince, he can also ascend to the throne of God by killing other heirs to the throne. However, the Lu family has inherited it for tens of thousands of years, and there are many collateral branches scattered everywhere. If you can’t get it With the support of major families and hundreds of civil and military officials, even if they were on the throne, it would be difficult to give orders to prosper. Just quelling the civil strife would cost him half of his life, let alone fighting for hegemony.
(End of this chapter)
