Above the palace, torn divorce papers were floating one by one like snowflakes, each symbolizing endless ridicule and humiliation.
"Fang Xiu, Yu Shuai, you have insulted me too much."
Zhao Qing'er's voice was hoarse, she stretched out her arms, and the red outfit on her body was shattered by the shock of the true energy, and the overwhelming anger almost condensed into substance.
It was such a shame and humiliation to be divorced twice in a row within a few days. Not to mention the eldest princess, even the most ordinary woman would never raise her head again in her life. She would be criticized by adults wherever she went and make people talk.
The groom in white, it turns out, is what it means.
"snort!"
Yu Shuai snorted coldly. The eldest princess's desolation did not make him feel any sympathy.
One mistake can lead to eternal hatred. Everything that happened in the court was brought about by the Zhao family and his daughter. There must be a cause for every effect.
"My young master, for the desert country, fought in the south and north, suffered many injuries, and only then laid this great river and mountain for your Zhao family, and laid this solid foundation. You, with just a word of great merit, deprived him of everything, and you still
Let him become a useless person. In the past, the champion was honored everywhere. You, Zhao Qing'er, were not proud of him and showed off everywhere. Today, the champion almost died for the country. What did you father and daughter do? Two decrees were issued in succession, one to dismiss him and the other to
The breakup of the engagement, and even the injury to the young master's pubic area, were all done secretly by you, Zhao Qingyun, without any thought of the old feelings. The young master's loyalty and hard work over the years have been wrongly paid to the dog. No, dogs also have feelings, you Zhao Qingyun
The imperial power is so cold-blooded, how can it still have the nerve to stand on the moral high ground and accuse."
Yu Shuai's voice was stern, and every word was sonorous and powerful. His eyes flashed with red light, and he raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Qing'er: "This letter of divorce is a gift from me, Yu Shuai, to you. It is not for anything else, but for my son.
Take a breath, your Zhao family is not worthy of having a champion."
Above the court, Yu Shuai's sonorous and powerful echo floated, like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.
Everyone insisted on what was right and wrong, and people began to feel confused in their hearts.
But for most people, right or wrong may not matter. They are sitting in the court hall and they are the people of Mo country. They enjoy high officials and generous salaries because they want to be loyal to the royal family.
No one will make life difficult for themselves. Even if the champion has the injustice of June Feixue, no one will stand up and say a word for him at this time.
Zhao Qingyun's expression was extremely ugly, and the engagement ceremony became the laughingstock of the royal family. He claimed to be wise and martial, and could even guess something about Bai Zhan and Ji Mo, but no matter what, he could not guess that Yu Shuai was one of the four great men trained by Fang Xiu.
Rakshasa.
After all, Yu Shuai is a genius disciple of Tianxuan Sect. Where is Tianxuan Sect? How can the overlord of the entire Yunzhou region and the champion of a small secular country have the means to place his own people in Tianxuan Sect?
But that's the fact. Their father and daughter wanted to hug Yu Shuai's thigh tightly in celebration, but instead they hugged a lonely and coquettish one.
Zhao Qing'er slumped on the chair, looking lonely, with blood hanging from the corner of her mouth. The blow to her today was really too great, far more than what Fang Xiu had given her that day.
Zhao Qingyun couldn't bear it and came to Zhao Qing'er and patted his daughter on the shoulder: "Qing'er, everything is coming to an end. Father, I will seek justice for you."
The imperial power is indifferent, but as a father, Zhao Qingyun's blood is hot after all.
"Your Majesty, I'm a traitor, don't hesitate any longer and put them to death on the spot."
Qin Jian, Minister of the Ministry of War, made a statement.
"Rectify the law on the spot."
A group of princes and nobles knelt down in unison. The desert country must be stabilized so that they can enjoy the happiness of family.
Human nature is selfish, and people who do not work for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth. Regardless of whether the champion is right or wrong, he is standing in the court today and coming in the name of rebellion is destined to be a confrontation.
Zhao Qingyun calmed down, and his eyes like ice knives fell on the five people below.
"Okay, very good. The four great Rakshasas have finally gathered together. Although it is a bit beyond expectations, it doesn't matter. Since you are here to rebel, let's see if you have the strength to rebel."
Zhao Qingyun gained momentum and shouted: "Set up the formation."
Wow…
As soon as he finished speaking, nine extremely powerful auras, like ghosts, rushed out from different corners around Qingyun Palace.
Nine men in black, each holding a gleaming cold sword in their hands. They were extremely fast and transformed each other, trapping the five Fang Xiu people in the center of the hall.
This sudden scene not only stunned Fang Xiu, but all the princes and nobles in the court were also shocked and speechless.
The nine Xiantian realm masters almost represent the high-end combat power of the entire desert country.
It turned out that the emperor had already prepared.
"Haha, okay, the emperor is indeed far-sighted. He was sure that Fang Xiu was going to rebel, and he laid this dragnet in Qingyun Palace in advance."
"Awesome, Your Majesty, there are nine Xiantian realm masters, no matter how they resist, they will definitely die."
"Rebels have never met a happy end, so it is too late to kneel down and beg for mercy."
…………
The engagement ceremony turned into a battlefield, and the princes and ministers all evacuated to the palace. In the battle between Xiantian realm masters, if they are not careful, they may hurt innocent people. They can only watch the show in such a battle.
But the worries in people's hearts have completely disappeared. The emperor has foresight and laid a dragnet in advance. After all, not everyone can touch the country's kingdom.
"Damn it, this emperor is really insidious, bah."
Bai Zhan gritted his teeth, and a broad sword appeared in his hand, ready for battle.
The four great Rakshasa firmly protected Fang Xiu in the center. They were all ninth-grade masters, but they released an aura that was not weaker than that of the innate masters, which was surprising.
"Your Majesty, Marshal Yu is from Tianxuan Sect, do you want to kill him too?"
Some people worry that killing Tianxuanzong's people is not a joke. If he doesn't do it right, he will be doomed.
"kill!"
Zhao Qingyun was so majestic and cruel that he even ignored Yu Shuai's identity as Tianxuanzong and ordered the killing.
Yu Shuai frowned. Zhao Qingyun's performance was different from what he imagined. The other party didn't even care about his own identity. What was he relying on?
Zhao Qingyun can be the emperor of the desert country, and he is definitely not a reckless person. He will not do anything that is not sure, or will cause fire.
But now, Zhao Qingyun has begun to play with fire.
In other words, as long as there is nothing wrong with Zhao Qingyun's mind, he must have other support, a basis that does not take Yu Shuai's identity as a disciple of Tianxuan Sect in his eyes.
Buzz…
Nine masters at the early stage of the Xiantian Realm raised their swords at the same time, and the sword energy rippled and made a buzzing sound.
They are all the Emperor's confidants, and they are ambushing here just for this moment.
The four great Rakshasa's faces were heavy. They were extremely talented. Although they were only at the ninth level, they all had the strength to compete with the early stage Xiantian.
But in their hearts, protecting Fang Xiu is far more important than anything else.
Especially Yu Shuai, Bai Zhan, and Ji Mo, they still don't know that Fang Xiu has recovered his strength. In such a master showdown, it is really difficult to distract Fang Xiu.
"Don't worry about me, just do it and let me see your efforts over the years."
Fang Xiu saw their worries and spoke.
"Come on, let's do it, old bastard, and let me go down the mountain with a tiger kick first."
Bai Zhan howled, making a sound like a tiger's roar. He frowned, and the center of his eyebrows condensed into the character "王". The sword in his hand burst out with a golden wave and slashed at the old man closest to him.
Facing more than double the number of enemies, and facing innate masters whose cultivation level is higher than his own, he dared to take the initiative to attack.
Go forward without fear.
These are the four great Rakshasa.
They all bear in mind the teachings of the champion, that only by being infinitely close to death can they understand the true meaning of life.
They are the most fierce warriors in the world. If they lose their momentum, they will be done with it.?