Suddenly, countless people looked at the figure holding Changqin behind Li Daoqiang.
A long white linen dress, extremely cold, like a fairy in the moon palace, with no color at all, like wearing a filial piety.
Facing this witch who made a huge fuss at the beginning, most people are very aware of the situation between him and Li Daoqiang.
Someone suddenly looked in the direction of Zhao Song.
But whether they know it or not, many people feel excited and envious.
Anger turns into beauty!
Throughout the ages, it has been something that has been talked about.
What's more, he is a supreme master, and the other side is also a big country.
Destroying a country for a beauty is even more legendary.
As for envy and jealousy, needless to say.
Huang Xuemei didn't pay attention to other people's gazes, and kept staring at Zhao Ji with a pair of ice-like eyes, as if they were dead objects.
Only then did Zhao Ji realize that he was startled and had a bad premonition in his heart.
Behind him, the figure wearing royal robes and without a white beard changed his expression, lowered his head, and looked gloomy.
"Needless to say about my wife, she was the one who destroyed the Huang family and Tianlongmen back then.
Zhao Ji, Tong Guan, please kneel down first."
Li Daoqiang's smile disappeared, and his voice became colder for the first time.
Accompanied by it is surging pressure.
All eyes immediately turned to Zhao Ji, without any doubt, they immediately believed him.
"Unjustly accused, Grand Master, I am really unjustly accused."
Zhao Ji immediately became panicked, completely losing the power of an emperor.
But at this time, he didn't care about the power of the emperor at all. He knew better that even if he was the emperor, he actually didn't have much say now.
No one in Zhao Song wanted to fight this battle.
In this case, an emperor with weak personal strength can be replaced.
He quickly said seriously: "I swear, I have never dealt with the Huang family and Tianlongmen. Tong Qing, Tong Qing, please tell me, when have we dealt with the Huang family and Tianlongmen?"
As he said this, he turned around with confidence and looked at the figure behind him who was wearing royal robes and had a white face and no beard.
He was sure that he didn't do it.
He had never known about Tianlongmen or the Huang family, and this was even the first time he heard about it.
Everyone looked around and saw that many people knew him.
Tong Guan, who was granted the throne as a eunuch and whose strength reached a peerless level, was definitely a giant in the Song Dynasty court.
Tong Guan still lowered his head, his eyes flickered a few times, then he raised his eyes and said solemnly: "Guan family, you have forgotten that back then you loved playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and wanted to collect worldly treasures.
The Tianmo Qin is the best of all Qin."
Zhao Ji was stunned and looked at Tong Guan in disbelief.
Everyone else didn't believe it. These words clearly confirmed the truth, and many eyes immediately showed sneers. Zhao Ji had actually done a lot of 'good' things since he came to the throne.
Huang Xuemei was filled with murderous intent, almost uncontrollable.
"Grand Master, I have no knowledge of this matter. There must be a misunderstanding. I ask the Grand Master to clarify and forgive me." Zhao Ji's face was stiff and he bowed slightly.
Tong Guan followed up with a salute and said seriously: "The master knows clearly that back then, the Tianmo Qin was indeed what I wanted, but the destruction of the Huang family and the Tianlong Sect was definitely not what I wanted.
These are all things done by the white wolf from the East who is ambitious and inferior to pigs and dogs.
When I found out about this, I captured Dongfang Bai and kept him in jail, intending to hand it over to the head master and his wife.
I also ask your Majesty to take a closer look and if what I say is wrong, I will be willing to die."
Zhao Ji breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, his face full of sincerity.
Huang Xuemei gritted her teeth secretly and couldn't bear to speak.
Li Daoqiang turned sideways and reached out to hold the little hand in front of the public. He squeezed it hard and gave it a reassuring look.
I don't know how many people looked stunned, their eyes twitching.
At this time...
Even Huang Xuemei immediately wanted to withdraw her hands and turned her head away.
Li Daoqiang didn't look at Zhao Ji and the others, nor did he care about the eyes of others. He said quietly: "I asked you to kneel down, didn't you hear me?"
Zhao Ji and Tong Guan's expressions froze and looked very ugly.
It is simply impossible to make them kneel down in public.
Many people on the Zhao and Song side were also like this.
The middle-aged man in royal robes said solemnly: "Master, it's clear that the matter has been made clear. I, the Song Dynasty, have indeed done something wrong, and I am willing to apologize and make compensation.
Whatever you want, the Great Master, just ask, and I, the Great Song Dynasty, will do my best."
Li Daoqiang let go of Huang Xuemei's little hand, gave her a gentle smile, and turned to look at the person who spoke.
Without warning, he raised his hand.
In an instant, the space seemed to be turned upside down.
Huang Shang, Eunuch Cheng reacted immediately and moved in unison.
Countless people only saw that the void was distorted and uncertain, and even the slightest black cracks appeared, which was ferocious and terrifying.
"boom!"
There was a moderate muffled sound, and the atmosphere was so tense that it was about to explode, and many people were ready to take action.
For a moment, everything became quiet again.
Li Daoqiang stood there, as if he had never moved, but stretched out one hand. There, the man in royal robes who had just spoken was kneeling, with a horrified face in front of the hand, motionless.
Huang Shang, Eunuch Cheng's figure stood in front of Zhao Ji, his face extremely solemn, flashing with a trace of surprise and uncertainty.
"Uncle Eight Emperors!"
Zhao Ji's throat was dry and his whole body was stiff, and he hadn't fully reacted yet.
How can it be?
Uncle Eighth Emperor is a peerless strong man, how is that possible?
There was a wave of excitement among the crowd who saw clearly.
Especially those powerful masters, because many of them can see how powerful the person in the royal robe is.
That is a peerless strong man!
There was no resistance, and he was caught in his hands like a chicken.
The supreme master~!
Many of them are more silent.
"Master, are you going to take action now?" Huang Shang said solemnly, the atmosphere became more intense and tense, and many people had already mentioned their skills.
Li Daoqiang ignored it and looked at the person in his hand.
"Pah pah pah~!"
There was a sound on the man's body, like a deflated rubber ball. He suddenly collapsed, his face turned ashen, and he was solely supported by Li Daoqiang's palms.
Zhao Song was no longer calm, and Li Daoqiang actually destroyed him.
"My lord!
"snort!"
"Li Daoqiang, you have gone too far!"
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There were angry sounds everywhere, but Li Daoqiang turned a blind eye, looked at the crippled person in his hands, and said calmly: "I hit you too hard, and I actually crippled you. I'm really sorry. I apologize to you, I'm sorry."
"You~!"
The middle-aged prince was filled with hatred.
"Ha." Li Daoqiang laughed and said calmly: "Looking at your age, why are you still so stupid?
If apologizing is useful, what is the use of martial arts?
idiot."
Throw it away casually, like discarding a dirty rag without looking at it again.
The middle-aged prince fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he died immediately.
"Li Daoqiang, you are going too far!"
"Arrogant, Li Daoqiang, do you really want to fight me, Da Song, to the death?"
"Uncle Eight Emperors!"
"Your Majesty!"
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(I'll try my best to see if I can get out the second chapter, but don't get your hopes up. Let's go to bed first.)