Chapter 696
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On the night of the ninth day of the first month, some people cried and some died, which was very long. But at dawn, everything became calm and the dust settled down.
In the palace of the White Emperor, in the imperial garden, Zhao Yu kneels alone beside the red candle. His face is solemn, and the three cinnabar avenues in the middle of his eyebrows are shining in the light of the light, with indescribable majesty.
There are still flakes of snowflakes falling down on the sky. Then Liang breaks his massive body, carrying the snow, and steps quickly under the dark sky wood which is close to the sky. He comes to Zhao Yu's back. He kneels down and says softly:
"Your Majesty, the encirclement of Wanjianshan and Shenjing city is over for the time being."
Liang Po's magnetic voice fell, and Zhao Yuna's young voice came from the front:
"Po, tell me about the specific situation."
Then Liang Po nodded and his voice continued to ring:
"my highness, shanwenbai and his wife have already finished their own affairs in the kitchen. Before he died, he only gave a bowl of noodles in person, and did not do anything else. Si Tianta has organized the most experienced monk to dissect shanwenbai's body all night."
After Liang Po finished this sentence, he stopped for a moment and continued to say:
"Shan Wenbai died of an unimaginable spirit. His essence was an ordinary man with no accomplishments, and his wife died of poisoning."
"I had expected that great national master or an ordinary man, because in the holy capital, under the cover of mountains and seas, any monk could not hide something. Moreover, he had been hiding for so many years. What's more, Shan Wenbai had been in the imperial palace for a long time."
In Zhao Yu's voice, there is a trace of coldness, because this touch of darkness hidden in the light of the divine capital is enough to make anyone's hair stand on end.
On the side of the bed, how can others sleep soundly!
To be sure, shanwenbai's patience is good enough. He has been operating silently for so many years, but he has not been able to bear it. However, the appearance of Zhao Yu and the great changes it has brought about have deeply stimulated the former National Master of the former dynasty. If he does not take action, then there will be no chance to do so.
The game between the two sides is as if the next game is a one-sided chess game. In the new era of summer, it has too many advantages. It is extremely difficult for shanwenbai to complete the illusory dream of restoring the country. Therefore, the end result and end point is that the seven orifices gush blood and the body dies.
As a matter of fact, Zhao Yu didn't have much trouble with the death of the great national master, because in his opinion, it was a matter of course. With the popularization of the defensive stone statue pagoda, these so-called adherents of the former dynasty would have no place to live, and it would be sooner or later to be arrested and killed.
However, the means possessed by the grand master made the young emperor fall into thinking. After a short time of thinking, Zhao Yunna's steady voice continued to ring under the whole dark sky tree:
"for people like da Guoshi, the corpse can tell us more. Based on the information obtained before, the royal family of Ying in the former Dynasty inherited the magic power of Shui Yue mirror flower, which in addition to having replication In addition to the powerful powers of other supernatural powers, it can also form a self-cultivation man in the mirror, similar to another body.
"However, the great national division died of a body and a man in the mirror in the Nanman battlefield."
"Your Majesty, the essence of the death in the battle of Nanman is a dead stiff line."
After Zhao Yu's figure fell, Liang broke open his mouth and gently reminded him. Then Zhao Yu, who was still kneeling in front of the lamp, nodded and continued to open his mouth:
"therefore, the inheritance magic power hidden by Jiang's family, the great master of the former Dynasty, should be similar to the means of taking away the house for rebirth. These adherents of the former dynasty are really a hundred footed insects, dead but not stiff."
The young emperor sighed with a sigh. For a dynasty with a long history, even if the country has disappeared, its means still emerge in endlessly. But for Zhao Yu, if he wants to expand outward, a stable rear is essential.
"Your Majesty, this time, I promise that the great master will never die again."
The sound of Liang Po's report was rare and firm. Then Zhao Yu turned around and looked at the shining bald head of the former under the candlelight. He suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and gave out a chuckle. He continued to say:
"when shanwenbai arrived, he still wanted to die at the top of wanjian mountain. He tried to get rid of Jinchan. By the way, Murong and I would have a grudge against me, but I didn't expect that I would not be happy Even before he arrived in Wancheng, muronghe could not have the chance to become a saint, and he would have killed the man in the mirror with one sword.
"If before I ascended the throne, it would have taken about a day for news to spread quickly from Wancheng to Shenjing city. He might have succeeded in this method. Now, even the angry Beast army, I can come to wanwan city in an instant. Therefore, shanwenbai is actually defeated by this new era."
No matter how smooth and smooth your mind is, you will be eliminated in the same way.
Zhao Yu's voice is steady and indifferent, but he expresses the cruelty under the road incisively and vividly. No matter how intelligent and meticulous you are, you are doomed to be eliminated without mercy.
On the vast land of China, the long night, even the three-year-old far north snow field, will finally usher in dawn.Therefore, after the communication between the master and servant, who had been dependent on each other since childhood, the first ray of light gradually appeared in the eastern night sky of the holy capital.
Liang Po raised his head and looked at Zhao Yu's not broad shoulders in front of him at dawn, and continued to speak softly:
"Your Majesty, at the top of wanjian mountain, muronghe released the green lotus sword spirit originally used to become a saint, and closed the door again for holy worship. However, Sima Annan and the angry Beast army had some friction with the disciples of the sword Pavilion. Those disciples were a little excited. Do you need to let yeyan Si know And the past? "
"The disciples of the sword Pavilion didn't participate in the secret place of Qianlong, so they were a little arrogant. The sword cultivation is always like this. Let Sima Annan make trouble. He has a sense. For wanjian Pavilion, I have a premonition that muronghe's ability is far more than that. Maybe he can create miracles.
"And the chance I'm looking for may be there."
After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he looked up directly at the void above. On the vast land of Shenzhou, he could feel that there were two faint opportunities to call, one for the north and one for the south.
Northern Glass City, ice field female saint!
South Wanjianshan, muronghe!
"Your Majesty, you Tingjian, the former Minister of rites, has been taken into custody in the Baidi palace. Would you like to see him?"
"No need."
A faint response came from Zhao Yu's mouth. Then he stood up and patted the grass scraps on his knee. Facing the morning light, he slowly walked out of the imperial garden, leaving only a steady voice around him:
"today, for the first time in the ninetieth year of the great summer calendar, I will directly bring you to court. I will join six ministries, cabinet, three departments, and civil and military officials for trial."
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On the night of the ninth day of the first month, some people cried and some died, which was very long. But at dawn, everything became calm and the dust settled down.
In the palace of the White Emperor, in the imperial garden, Zhao Yu kneels alone beside the red candle. His face is solemn, and the three cinnabar avenues in the middle of his eyebrows are shining in the light of the light, with indescribable majesty.
There are still flakes of snowflakes falling down on the sky. Then Liang breaks his massive body, carrying the snow, and steps quickly under the dark sky wood which is close to the sky. He comes to Zhao Yu's back. He kneels down and says softly:
"Your Majesty, the encirclement of Wanjianshan and Shenjing city is over for the time being."
Liang Po's magnetic voice fell, and Zhao Yuna's young voice came from the front:
"Po, tell me about the specific situation."
Then Liang Po nodded and his voice continued to ring:
"my highness, shanwenbai and his wife have already finished their own affairs in the kitchen. Before he died, he only gave a bowl of noodles in person, and did not do anything else. Si Tianta has organized the most experienced monk to dissect shanwenbai's body all night."
After Liang Po finished this sentence, he stopped for a moment and continued to say:
"Shan Wenbai died of an unimaginable spirit. His essence was an ordinary man with no accomplishments, and his wife died of poisoning."
"I had expected that great national master or an ordinary man, because in the holy capital, under the cover of mountains and seas, any monk could not hide something. Moreover, he had been hiding for so many years. What's more, Shan Wenbai had been in the imperial palace for a long time."
In Zhao Yu's voice, there is a trace of coldness, because this touch of darkness hidden in the light of the divine capital is enough to make anyone's hair stand on end.
On the side of the bed, how can others sleep soundly!
To be sure, shanwenbai's patience is good enough. He has been operating silently for so many years, but he has not been able to bear it. However, the appearance of Zhao Yu and the great changes it has brought about have deeply stimulated the former National Master of the former dynasty. If he does not take action, then there will be no chance to do so.
The game between the two sides is as if the next game is a one-sided chess game. In the new era of summer, it has too many advantages. It is extremely difficult for shanwenbai to complete the illusory dream of restoring the country. Therefore, the end result and end point is that the seven orifices gush blood and the body dies.
As a matter of fact, Zhao Yu didn't have much trouble with the death of the great national master, because in his opinion, it was a matter of course. With the popularization of the defensive stone statue pagoda, these so-called adherents of the former dynasty would have no place to live, and it would be sooner or later to be arrested and killed.
However, the means possessed by the grand master made the young emperor fall into thinking. After a short time of thinking, Zhao Yunna's steady voice continued to ring under the whole dark sky tree:
"for people like da Guoshi, the corpse can tell us more. Based on the information obtained before, the royal family of Ying in the former Dynasty inherited the magic power of Shui Yue mirror flower, which in addition to having replication In addition to the powerful powers of other supernatural powers, it can also form a self-cultivation man in the mirror, similar to another body.
"However, the great national division died of a body and a man in the mirror in the Nanman battlefield."
"Your Majesty, the essence of the death in the battle of Nanman is a dead stiff line."
After Zhao Yu's figure fell, Liang broke open his mouth and gently reminded him. Then Zhao Yu, who was still kneeling in front of the lamp, nodded and continued to open his mouth:
"therefore, the inheritance magic power hidden by Jiang's family, the great master of the former Dynasty, should be similar to the means of taking away the house for rebirth. These adherents of the former dynasty are really a hundred footed insects, dead but not stiff."
The young emperor sighed with a sigh. For a dynasty with a long history, even if the country has disappeared, its means still emerge in endlessly. But for Zhao Yu, if he wants to expand outward, a stable rear is essential.
"Your Majesty, this time, I promise that the great master will never die again."
The sound of Liang Po's report was rare and firm. Then Zhao Yu turned around and looked at the shining bald head of the former under the candlelight. He suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and gave out a chuckle. He continued to say:
"when shanwenbai arrived, he still wanted to die at the top of wanjian mountain. He tried to get rid of Jinchan. By the way, Murong and I would have a grudge against me, but I didn't expect that I would not be happy Even before he arrived in Wancheng, muronghe could not have the chance to become a saint, and he would have killed the man in the mirror with one sword.
"If before I ascended the throne, it would have taken about a day for news to spread quickly from Wancheng to Shenjing city. He might have succeeded in this method. Now, even the angry Beast army, I can come to wanwan city in an instant. Therefore, shanwenbai is actually defeated by this new era."
No matter how smooth and smooth your mind is, you will be eliminated in the same way.
Zhao Yu's voice is steady and indifferent, but he expresses the cruelty under the road incisively and vividly. No matter how intelligent and meticulous you are, you are doomed to be eliminated without mercy.
On the vast land of China, the long night, even the three-year-old far north snow field, will finally usher in dawn.Therefore, after the communication between the master and servant, who had been dependent on each other since childhood, the first ray of light gradually appeared in the eastern night sky of the holy capital.
Liang Po raised his head and looked at Zhao Yu's not broad shoulders in front of him at dawn, and continued to speak softly:
"Your Majesty, at the top of wanjian mountain, muronghe released the green lotus sword spirit originally used to become a saint, and closed the door again for holy worship. However, Sima Annan and the angry Beast army had some friction with the disciples of the sword Pavilion. Those disciples were a little excited. Do you need to let yeyan Si know And the past? "
"The disciples of the sword Pavilion didn't participate in the secret place of Qianlong, so they were a little arrogant. The sword cultivation is always like this. Let Sima Annan make trouble. He has a sense. For wanjian Pavilion, I have a premonition that muronghe's ability is far more than that. Maybe he can create miracles.
"And the chance I'm looking for may be there."
After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he looked up directly at the void above. On the vast land of Shenzhou, he could feel that there were two faint opportunities to call, one for the north and one for the south.
Northern Glass City, ice field female saint!
South Wanjianshan, muronghe!
"Your Majesty, you Tingjian, the former Minister of rites, has been taken into custody in the Baidi palace. Would you like to see him?"
"No need."
A faint response came from Zhao Yu's mouth. Then he stood up and patted the grass scraps on his knee. Facing the morning light, he slowly walked out of the imperial garden, leaving only a steady voice around him:
"today, for the first time in the ninetieth year of the great summer calendar, I will directly bring you to court. I will join six ministries, cabinet, three departments, and civil and military officials for trial."
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On the night of the ninth day of the first month, some people cried and some died, which was very long. But at dawn, everything became calm and the dust settled down. In the palace of the White Emperor, in the imperial garden, Zhao Yu kneels alone beside the red candle. His face is solemn, and the three cinnabar avenues in the middle of his eyebrows are shining in the light of the light, with indescribable majesty. There are still flakes of snowflakes falling down on the sky. Then Liang breaks his massive body, carrying the snow, and steps quickly under the dark sky wood which is close to the sky. He comes to Zhao Yu's back. He kneels down and says softly: "Your Majesty, the encirclement of Wanjianshan and Shenjing city is over for the time being." Liang Po's magnetic voice fell, and Zhao Yuna's young voice came from the front: "Po, tell me about the specific situation." Then Liang Po nodded and his voice continued to ring: "my highness, shanwenbai and his wife have already finished their own affairs in the kitchen. Before he died, he only gave a bowl of noodles in person, and did not do anything else. Si Tianta has organized the most experienced monk to dissect shanwenbai's body all night." After Liang Po finished this sentence, he stopped for a moment and continued to say: "Shan Wenbai died of an unimaginable spirit. His essence was an ordinary man with no accomplishments, and his wife died of poisoning." "I had expected that great national master or an ordinary man, because in the holy capital, under the cover of mountains and seas, any monk could not hide something. Moreover, he had been hiding for so many years. What's more, Shan Wenbai had been in the imperial palace for a long time." In Zhao Yu's voice, there is a trace of coldness, because this touch of darkness hidden in the light of the divine capital is enough to make anyone's hair stand on end. On the side of the bed, how can others sleep soundly! To be sure, shanwenbai's patience is good enough. He has been operating silently for so many years, but he has not been able to bear it. However, the appearance of Zhao Yu and the great changes it has brought about have deeply stimulated the former National Master of the former dynasty. If he does not take action, then there will be no chance to do so. The game between the two sides is as if the next game is a one-sided chess game. In the new era of summer, it has too many advantages. It is extremely difficult for shanwenbai to complete the illusory dream of restoring the country. Therefore, the end result and end point is that the seven orifices gush blood and the body dies. As a matter of fact, Zhao Yu didn't have much trouble with the death of the great national master, because in his opinion, it was a matter of course. With the popularization of the defensive stone statue pagoda, these so-called adherents of the former dynasty would have no place to live, and it would be sooner or later to be arrested and killed. However, the means possessed by the grand master made the young emperor fall into thinking. After a short time of thinking, Zhao Yunna's steady voice continued to ring under the whole dark sky tree: "for people like da Guoshi, the corpse can tell us more. Based on the information obtained before, the royal family of Ying in the former Dynasty inherited the magic power of Shui Yue mirror flower, which in addition to having replication In addition to the powerful powers of other supernatural powers, it can also form a self-cultivation man in the mirror, similar to another body. "However, the great national division died of a body and a man in the mirror in the Nanman battlefield." "Your Majesty, the essence of the death in the battle of Nanman is a dead stiff line." After Zhao Yu's figure fell, Liang broke open his mouth and gently reminded him. Then Zhao Yu, who was still kneeling in front of the lamp, nodded and continued to open his mouth: "therefore, the inheritance magic power hidden by Jiang's family, the great master of the former Dynasty, should be similar to the means of taking away the house for rebirth. These adherents of the former dynasty are really a hundred footed insects, dead but not stiff." The young emperor sighed with a sigh. For a dynasty with a long history, even if the country has disappeared, its means still emerge in endlessly. But for Zhao Yu, if he wants to expand outward, a stable rear is essential. "Your Majesty, this time, I promise that the great master will never die again." The sound of Liang Po's report was rare and firm. Then Zhao Yu turned around and looked at the shining bald head of the former under the candlelight. He suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and gave out a chuckle. He continued to say: "when shanwenbai arrived, he still wanted to die at the top of wanjian mountain. He tried to get rid of Jinchan. By the way, Murong and I would have a grudge against me, but I didn't expect that I would not be happy Even before he arrived in Wancheng, muronghe could not have the chance to become a saint, and he would have killed the man in the mirror with one sword. "If before I ascended the throne, it would have taken about a day for news to spread quickly from Wancheng to Shenjing city. He might have succeeded in this method. Now, even the angry Beast army, I can come to wanwan city in an instant. Therefore, shanwenbai is actually defeated by this new era." No matter how smooth and smooth your mind is, you will be eliminated in the same way. Zhao Yu's voice is steady and indifferent, but he expresses the cruelty under the road incisively and vividly. No matter how intelligent and meticulous you are, you are doomed to be eliminated without mercy. On the vast land of China, the long night, even the three-year-old far north snow field, will finally usher in dawn.Therefore, after the communication between the master and servant, who had been dependent on each other since childhood, the first ray of light gradually appeared in the eastern night sky of the holy capital. Liang Po raised his head and looked at Zhao Yu's not broad shoulders in front of him at dawn, and continued to speak softly: "Your Majesty, at the top of wanjian mountain, muronghe released the green lotus sword spirit originally used to become a saint, and closed the door again for holy worship. However, Sima Annan and the angry Beast army had some friction with the disciples of the sword Pavilion. Those disciples were a little excited. Do you need to let yeyan Si know And the past? " "The disciples of the sword Pavilion didn't participate in the secret place of Qianlong, so they were a little arrogant. The sword cultivation is always like this. Let Sima Annan make trouble. He has a sense. For wanjian Pavilion, I have a premonition that muronghe's ability is far more than that. Maybe he can create miracles. "And the chance I'm looking for may be there." After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he looked up directly at the void above. On the vast land of Shenzhou, he could feel that there were two faint opportunities to call, one for the north and one for the south. Northern Glass City, ice field female saint! South Wanjianshan, muronghe! "Your Majesty, you Tingjian, the former Minister of rites, has been taken into custody in the Baidi palace. Would you like to see him?" "No need." A faint response came from Zhao Yu's mouth. Then he stood up and patted the grass scraps on his knee. Facing the morning light, he slowly walked out of the imperial garden, leaving only a steady voice around him: "today, for the first time in the ninetieth year of the great summer calendar, I will directly bring you to court. I will join six ministries, cabinet, three departments, and civil and military officials for trial." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
