Chapter 882 The unique way of greeting Xin Zhuo in the capital of Daqian Dynasty
The official Balihu said angrily: "So, what do you mean?"
Then Su Huaiqing pointed at Xin Zhuo: "I am here. Kill this bastard!”
“Eight Beards” said: “ "Reason?"
"Do you need a reason?" Su Huaiqing, with a wrinkled oval face and a silver crown and red tassel draped on his shoulders, said coldly: "This man is the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, and he openly resists my unification. , kill hundreds of thousands of my soldiers, shouldn’t they be killed?”
"It turns out it's this dog thief..."
"Kill him..."
The densely packed crowd of people suddenly looked at Xin Zhuo, as if they all knew who he was, and they couldn't help but be filled with indignation. , yelling and cursing non-stop, if there are rotten vegetable leaves or rotten eggs, I'm afraid they will be thrown at them immediately.
"Quiet!"
Bapihu waved his hand to signal for silence, and said to Su Huaiqing: "This is the decree of the imperial court. King Xin is the person summoned by His Majesty. Even if Mr. Su has resentment, You must abide by the Great Qian Law, otherwise the imperial court will blame you, and even the Imperial Academy will not bear the blame! Don’t be impulsive!”
As he waved his hand, a three-carriage drove from the distance again. Ignoring the angry Su Huaiqing, he asked Xin Zhuo to get in the car again: "Don't be angry, King Xin. It's really..."
"It's a small matter, I'll tell you early. I expected it."
Xin Zhuo smiled faintly, looked at Su Huaiqing, who was blue in the face and didn't dare to do anything anymore, and got into the car.
The car went straight to the end of the street.
The crowd behind cursed and dispersed. The anger on Su Huaiqing's face disappeared, and he left with a chuckle, as if the mission was completed.
"Boom..."
The carriage that had just reached the corner of the street suddenly fell into pieces again. Xin Zhuo took Xiao Huang to the side and frowned.
A figure appeared again in the air in front of me. A woman, dressed in white like snow, small and exquisite, stood in the air, pointed at Xin Zhuo angrily, and without waiting for Bali Hu to ask questions, she cursed to herself: "I'm here. Lu, a disciple of Tianji in Beidou Palace Yunzi, my brother is Lu Qinghou. Even if he died in his hands, I will kill Xin Zhuo today. No one can stop me!"
"Boom..."
"Lu Girl, kill him, kill him!”
The people and passers-by who had just dispersed in the rear crowded in again, and more and more people gathered.
Xin Zhuo looked at this woman carefully. He had a higher cultivation level, Yuanji Eight Forests, heaven-level origin. Is she the sister of Lu Qinghou, the middle-ranking saint son of Tianji who attacked him at night with Ji Pixuan that day? Beidou Palace?
The eight-faced official of Honglu Temple was not angry anymore. He just said calmly: "Your Majesty's decree, you can try the person you summoned!"
"You take me for granted. Don't you dare?" Lu Yunzi was furious, but the thunder was loud and the raindrops were light, so he didn't dare to continue.
"Ba Yihu" waved in a leisurely manner, and another three-carriage drove up. He asked Xin Zhuo to get in the car again, without any explanation or comfort.
The carriage continued on the road, leaving only the worried and angry Lu Yunzi and the people who were blackly cursing.
"Bang——"
However, after three miles of the carriage,
it exploded again, the three horses turned into flesh, and two deep holes appeared on the ground. Potholes.
Xin Zhuo led Xiao Huang to the street corner skillfully and squatted on the roadside.
This time, two people took action, a man and a woman. The man was wearing a red official robe and a large-winged official hat. He had a handsome face and an upturned sword eyebrow. He was extremely angry.
She has a feminine temperament, a delicate complexion, and a particularly slender figure set off by a Tai Chi robe, but she is looking directly at Xin Zhuo with an expression of indifferent murderous intent.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Countless people, warriors and officials poured out of the surrounding streets, markets, alleys, and palaces, blocking the streets with water, and their faces Full of excitement and hatred.
In the surrounding tall palace buildings, the windows have also been opened one after another, and many important figures can be vaguely seen sitting in them, watching indifferently.
It's quite a sure-fire situation with obstructions from all directions.
The "Ba Yihu" official glanced around, and finally looked at the man and woman in front of him, and said as coldly as water: "It turns out to be Mr. Li Chongren, Sizheng of Zhentian, and the Yuanxiao girl from Jingyang Palace. position As a court official and a high-ranking master of the Holy Son level, he has won the trust of His Majesty, and for what reason?"
The man Li Chongren looked up to the sky and sighed: "Xin Zhuo, you are a monster, a kid who brings disaster to the country and the people, we are waiting for you? For the livelihood of the common people, for the sake of the country and the country, this person must be killed!”
“Master Hu doesn’t know why this person came to the capital of Daqian!”
That woman Girl Yuanxiao was worried and said righteously to "Eight Bears": "It's not enough to describe him as a coquettish person who brought disaster to our country and ruined our country. I can only be established for fifty years, how can I be ruined by him?"
Xin Zhuo listened solemnly, with a serious expression on his face. He couldn't help it at this moment. Without waiting for Balihu's reply, he said first: "I accept the other reasons this girl said. Isn't that a bit too much? Where am I? Is it just the beauty that brings disaster?”
Is this a description of a man? "Shut up!"
Then Li Chongren was furious, "What kind of face do you have, what have you done, what are you doing here, you have no idea? Say more. In one sentence, I will kill you even if you are punished by His Majesty!"
Xin Zhuo subconsciously touched his face: "Are you praising me? Thank you, actually I don't want to do this... …”
"Extremely despicable!" Li Chongren sneered.
"Shameless person!"
The Yuanxiao girl's long hair was flying, she flicked it with her bare hands, and with a sword sound, a Wujiyuan weapon with a quiet color came out of her body. , pointed directly at Xin Zhuo.
The "Bai Hu" official stood in front of Xin Zhuo, faced the two of them, and sneered: "You guys have passed, here comes someone!"
"Boom boom boom..."
The ground roared in the distance. Thousands of Imperial Guards rode in neatly organized flying tiger monsters and rushed towards them. Along the way, they whipped away a large number of civilians. They violently fought their way to the front. Regardless of the wailing of the civilians in the street, they killed Li Chongren and Li Chongren. The Yuanxiao girls were surrounded.
The Balihu official summoned another three-carriage from nowhere. This was already the fourth one. He looked at Xin Zhuo and meant, let's keep going.
Xin Zhuo glanced at the two eager Yuanxiao girls and the densely packed pavilion buildings in all directions, smiled and said: "It seems... there is no need to take a carriage, right?"
Babihu The official was startled for a moment and nodded: "Yes."
With a wave of his hand, thousands of guards surrounded the two people and walked towards the end of the long street.
After walking for more than ten miles, I don't know where my destination is. I just feel like I am being stared at by countless deep eyes, and I am surrounded by countless people along the way. At this moment, I can simply describe it as "a city with empty lanes". All those faces were filled with worry and anger. If he could take action, not even a single hair on Xin Zhuo's body would be left.
And we met at least a dozen waves of masters along the way, but because Xin Zhuo didn't ride in a carriage, he didn't have to fight, and because he was afraid of the imperial guards, or he didn't dare to take action at all.
However, some people became anxious and shouted angrily: "Old dog Huden from Honglu Temple! Why don't you arrange for this dog thief to ride in a carriage? I have itchy hands and nowhere to vent!"
Hu Deng, the barbaric official of Honglu Temple, was too lazy to pay attention and roughly ordered the imperial guards to surround him.
Continuing to move forward, there was a lot of noise in his ears. Xin Zhuo was used to it, so he turned a deaf ear to it with Xiao Huang.
Hu Den looked strange, and turned around as he walked and asked: "Isn't King Xin angry? Why don't you fight with them?" I am a member of Daqian, and if a guy who killed hundreds of thousands of Daqian’s elites and captured the prince of Daqian comes to Beijing, I will jump up and scold him!”
Hu Den blinked and said: "King Xin is self-aware, but this is not like you. I have not paid any attention to the rumored conquests in all directions, iron-blooded skills, and boldness!"
Xin! Zhuo put his hands in his sleeves, and the old god said: "Quit!"
"Can I quit this thing?"
Holden chuckled and shook his head.
Xin Zhuo thought for a while and asked: "Who are those waves of people from Dixia Academy, Beidou Palace, Zhentiansi and Jingyang Palace? What are their origins?"
Hu Dengdao: "Jingyang Palace, Jixia Academy, and Beidou Palace, the three palaces are transcendent, and there are masters everywhere. Their disciples and disciples all come from the Holy Land. People like King Xin cannot be tolerated by them!
In addition, Zhentiansi and Qintianjian are the places where His Majesty’s veterans started their careers, with profound backgrounds and many masters.
There are also mountain residences and holy ruins from the mountains, and the residences of saints. Together they are called the Seven Powers of the Imperial Capital
Also, in this thousand-mile-long Qiongxiao Imperial Capital, the old men selling sesame cakes may all be disciples of saints, powerful men, and old men.
Of course, you will know it in the future! "
A mountain, there are people here...
Is anyone from the Jiang family here?
Xin Zhuo's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and after a while he pretended to be relaxed and smiled bitterly. : "Look at the violent behavior along the way, do I still have a future? ”
Hu Den suddenly stopped and roared angrily: "Of course you have a future, you have a longer way to go than anyone else. If you harm the country and the people, frame up loyal people, I will be the first to strangle you to death or bump you to death!"
Xin Zhuo did not expect the old official's reaction, and was speechless for a moment.
Something is not quite right, right?
Can I still frame Zhongliang?
Is it possible that Daqian asked me to be the one who is nine thousand years old?
Sort out the outline and update in a few days.
(End of this chapter)