Even the pleas of these noble children turned a blind eye to the requests.

"Please decide!"

Everyone present said in unison to Lu Yu.

In an instant, the nobles seemed to have lost all their strength, and many of them collapsed on the ground.

These people usually show off their power in the imperial capital, and bully the weak and fear the strong, but they have encountered real tough problems, but they have no ability to resist.

Lu Yu is famous, and even the wealthy nobles behind them dare not provoke him easily.

At this moment, Lu Yu was sitting on the dragon throne with cold eyes.

The others were shocked by Lu Yu's awesome aura. When they looked at Lu Yu again, they seemed to see a real dragon.

"Today is my grandfather's birthday, I won't kill anyone."

Lu Yu's voice said coldly: "Everyone has lost his cultivation and will not step into the imperial capital in this life."

Everyone couldn't help but shivered right.

Abandon your cultivation!

For monks, this is a more terrible torture than exile.

If a person has never climbed into the clouds, perhaps he can live his life in a daze.

But once he tastes the taste of flying and escaping the earth and omnipotence, he can taste ordinary life again, which is very difficult to accept.

"Your Majesty! I don't know Mount Tai. I deserve to die. Please spare me!"

Zheng Siming kowtowed to Lu Yu repeatedly, his forehead shattered, revealing pieces of red blood.

The other noble children also begged desperately.

"Your Majesty, will this punishment be a bit too severe?" An elder of a noble family asked in a low voice.

"Are you questioning my decision?" Lu Yu looked at him coldly.

"I dare not!"

The noble elder shivered immediately, and did not dare to say anything, so he quickly lowered his head.

Such a person should never be provoked by Wei Mengting and Zhen Yuqin.

Even verbal provocations are seeking death.

And Lu Yu, who gave these people a way out, is already the greatest kindness.

"If I had no cultivation, I would rather die!" Zheng Siming suddenly shouted sternly, turned around and left.

He had fallen into madness and would rather risk offending Lu Yu than escape from here.

Seeing this, the other noble children turned around immediately and began to escape wildly.

"snort!"

Lu Yu snorted coldly and raised his hand a little.

I saw a white air flow, like a sharp arrow, rushed out suddenly and instantly bounced on several people.

Crack! Crack!

A crisp sound came out, and Zheng Siming and a few noble children suddenly lay on the ground with their stomachs in their arms, rolling on the ground in pain, wailing.

"My cultivation is gone!" Zheng Siming's face was pale and she cried bitterly.

All his pride was completely crushed at this moment.

A strong regret swept into his heart. If God gave Zheng Siming another chance, he would definitely be a low-key person.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world.

"Lu Yu, I am the prince of the Dian Wang and the royal family of the Zhao family. I have the gold medal of the late emperor's death. I am willing to exchange the gold medal of the late emperor's death for this crime!"

Zhao Yuanhao raised his head, and a smug smile flashed in his eyes.

King Dai, formerly Emperor Taiqian Zhao Tianyin, was a brother and brother, so he was given a special gold medal for avoiding death.

As long as he did not commit the serious crime of treason, then Zheng Siming could be exempted from all crimes.

But at the next moment.

Lu Yu slapped him with a sudden palm, and his thick palm force hit Zhao Yuanhao more than ten meters away, hitting heavily on the pillars of the Taichu Palace.

"puff!"

Zhao Yuanhao vomited blood and his face was pale. His cultivation was actually destroyed by a palm.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yu's cold voice came to Zhao Yuanhao's ears.

"What kind of gold medal is the late emperor for avoiding death? Have I seen it?"
Chapter completed!