Jiang Wanxiang's words were like a treasonous act, and he seemed to have destroyed the majesty and order of the Red Emperor's dynasty for eight hundred years.

It was as if they were all trampled to pieces and swept away. The entire atmosphere between heaven and earth was filled with silence and chill for an instant, even to the extreme.

Among the ministers, hundreds of officials, and all the princes, no one dared to speak for a while.

The old man seemed to be carrying some kind of majestic momentum that was visible to the naked eye.

Rather than saying that they felt a huge sense of oppression, it would be better to say that they sensed a,

The overwhelming fear that cannot be described in words, the kind of fear that transcends the threat of life and death.

It is a feeling of fear that people have long been used to the eight-hundred-year-old order that is about to be completely shattered and broken by such drastic changes.

This kind of fear filled their hearts and made them speechless.

Except Ji Zichang.

Ji Zichang looked at Jiang Wanxiang in front of him.

Even though he had expected it early, when Jiang Wanxiang said such words, he still took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, feeling the calmness of the blood flowing in his body.

If it were me ten years ago, I'm afraid I would have been very angry, cold and angry on the outside, but panicked in my heart.

But Ji Zichang discovered that when this day really happened.

There are no ripples in my heart.

Have you anticipated it, or have you been waiting for this day to come?

He seemed to be unusually calm and indifferent. Ji Zichang was not wearing the emperor's official uniform today. He held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his strong hand, allowing himself to stand there and maintain, at least maintain the minimum majesty of the king.

This sword is not the one used by our ancestor, the Red Emperor, who used the three-foot sword to kill all the heroes and gain dominance in the world.

It was just an ordinary ceremonial sword, and it was the only thing Ji Zichang could rely on.

He looked at the dying Canglong, whose face had been cut and protruded, and said calmly:

"Sir, are you planning to rebel?"

Jiang Wanxiang replied: "Just to relieve your majesty."

"Yes, let me feel at ease."

In these two sentences, there is no murderous intention of a powerful minister scheming to kill the king, but a kind of calmness under old and tired conditions.

At this time, the ministers of the Red Emperor's lineage finally reacted. They instantly realized that this was the time when the world was truly undergoing a sudden change, when the previous order was turned upside down and shattered.

Some people also realize that this is an opportunity to truly change the world and change their status.

The opportunity to change his life is the scene before him that will definitely be written in the history books.

I don’t know who winked.

A strong general from Zhongzhou suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty, please be orthodox. The Red Emperor listened to the treacherous Japanese and repeatedly killed the loyal ministers. He is unpopular and will be punished by everyone!"

After saying that, he had already drawn his weapon and stabbed Ji Zichang in the back.

He was in the sixth level of heaven. He had survived all the way to the realm, but suddenly he suddenly burst into flames, and he was so close, so he took action brazenly.

Others were unprepared. Ji Zichang's cultivation level was not high. When he realized it, the shocking strong wind had already rushed towards him.

He felt cold in his heart.

But he realized that this was a petition for Jiang Wanxiang, and it was also because he had used the power of the King of Qin to eliminate those civil and military officials. The cronies of these powerful officials, and even the enemies, had complained about him, but because of the King of Qin's

Wei, keep pressing.

King Qin's longevity lock is not just for the little princess.

It is also their short-lived lock.

At this moment, Jiang Wanxiang appeared, and the threat and pressure of the King of Qin were temporarily eliminated. Their hostility and resentment accumulated over the past few years suddenly came out. Jiang Wanxiang also drew his sword at the same time. The sword was like the sky with nine dragons wrapped around it.

Stab sharply.

Blood exploded.

Ji Zichang's temples were flying.

Jiang Wanxiang's sword pierced his shoulder, and a cold sword light erupted from the sword body, piercing the face of the warrior and killing him.

Ji Zichang stood still and watched Jiang Wanxiang slowly withdraw his sword.

The Zhongzhou warrior covered his face and fell to the ground. His weapon fell, making a clanging sound. Blood flowed all over the ground, flowing and dripping from the white jade steps of the Red Emperor. The whole atmosphere became more and more dead.

Jiang Wanxiang held the sword and put the bloody sword into its scabbard.

Ji Zichang said slowly: "You don't want my life."

Jiang Wanxiang shook his head and said: "Your Majesty is not someone I must kill, and I am not someone who kills innocent people indiscriminately."

"I just need your Majesty to step aside."

Jiang Wanxiang said calmly: "Then, just leave here. You can go wherever you like. It's up to you. Find Li Guanyi. Go to any peaceful and peaceful place to relieve yourself of this responsibility and do what you want to do.

"

Ji Zichang said, he looked at Jiang Wanxiang and seemed a little shocked.

Jiang Wanxiang chuckled and said:

"The peace of the world means that we can fight for it, and your Majesty can go and do what you want to do in person. After all, in these troubled times, you, me, and too many people are being detained.

.”

"You can't do what you want to do, and you can't be who you want to be."

"Let me bear the dirt that Your Majesty carries, and then Your Majesty can do whatever you want."

"After today, you can be free."

Ji Zichang looked at Jiang Wanxiang in front of him.

Suddenly, I realized that this blue dragon was so old.

In Ji Zichang's memory, Jiang Wanxiang was always so ambitious. Although he had white hair, his spirit was so powerful that he was much more majestic than ordinary young people.

But now, his hair is all white, and the skin on his face has lost its oiliness. It is pale and dry, as if all the vitality has been squeezed out of the earth, as if it has been crushed and stacked together, and countless years of hundreds of millions of years have been put there.

Paper.

His flesh and blood were dry, like those of old and dying people.

The bones on his cheeks could no longer hold the flesh and blood, and his cheekbones stood out, and his eyebrows turned white. The dark blue robe with dark dragon patterns that fit his body was actually a little empty in the wind.

When I came over, it looked like a strip of cloth hanging on the bones.

But, even so.

The eyes under those white eyebrows are still blazing, still like fire.

A tiger will not fall until it dies.

This is especially true for Long.

People, too.

Ji Zichang whispered: "I see---Qing, you are old."

Jiang Wanxiang said with a smile: "What are you talking about, Your Majesty? It's the eleventh year of the Apocalypse. Now it's the eighteenth year of the Apocalypse. After seven or eight years, a little naughty boy will be old enough to start a family and start a business; young people will also be calm."

, isn’t it the same for Your Majesty?”

"As for me."

"I'm not getting old, I'm dying."

Ji Zichang looked at Jiang Wanxiang.

In the end, he didn't agree.

The latter grinned and said: "It seems that Your Majesty still refuses to agree, but don't worry, I can still wait for a few days. Your Majesty, please stay in the palace, think hard and have a good rest."

"I believe that Your Majesty can make a wise and correct choice."

"I will wait patiently for His Majesty's choice."

Thousands of troops, including Yu Wenlie and He Ruoqinhu, stood beside Jiang Wanxiang on the left and right - the elites of Yingguo barely encountered much decent resistance and had captured the entire Zhongzhou.

On this day, Ji Zichang still stayed in the palace with the treatment of the Red Emperor.

Jiang Wanxiang climbed onto that tall building.

The lights flickered. When they were young, Jiang Wanxiang and Gao came here to snatch the bride and the emperor's bride. He had never been a person disciplined by etiquette and law. Now when he saw Red Emperor Zhongzhou, it was not as prosperous as what he had seen when he was young.

Just a twist.

Jiang Wanxiang's face was pale, and he felt like he was out of breath even when he climbed the stairs.

But his own skills are still based on the luck of the Nine Heavenly Kings.

The powerful inner energy realm and the weak vitality appeared in Jiang Wanxiang's body at the same time, giving people a feeling of flowers blooming and brocade being cooked, and fire cooking oil.

Yuwen Lie and He Ruo Qinhu looked at the old king worriedly.
To be continued...