Chapter 367 The cold prince’s brother kills everyone 62
Wan Fan stared at Fu Chen and said the same thing, "Fu Chen, please avoid being kind to women." He waved his hands and finally agreed.
But the order has been given and cannot be changed.
Wan Hui can only "give death".
His identity as the second prince must be stripped off. He must become a commoner and change his name. He must not leave the world or contact any political party.
Wan Nang allocated a place for him and asked him to be a small landowner. He would not be able to develop his own power unless he starved to death.
Seeing that Wan Fan relied on him again, Fu Chen couldn't help but bow his head and blame himself.
We haven't seen each other for three years, but we are still so troublesome to my brother. It seems that she is always useless.
"Come here." Wan Fan said.
Fuchen stepped forward and walked to Wanchang's side.
Wan Fan sat in a high position, stopped writing, and stared at Fu Chen, "If you want to protect someone, you must make sure they don't do unnecessary things."
Fuchen raised his head and wondered, "Brother, are you talking about Wan Chen?"
Wan Fan remained silent and still stared at him.
Fuchen turned his head and stared blankly. He paused for a long time and then stiffly said, "Master, master, he treats me like a son. If he does something wrong, can you, can you, hand it over to me?"
Fuchen choked and couldn't believe it.
Wan Fan glanced at her but said nothing.
Don't agree.
I will never agree.
For a moment, Fuchen even suspected that the reason why Wan Fan so readily agreed not to kill the child or Wan Hui was because he was foreshadowing this. It was because he wanted to gamble on her reputation.
Chastity...
Fuchen walked out of the door stiffly.
Wan Fan hates that besides the former king Wan Qi and the former queen, he is the one who proposed "destroying the king and overthrowing the country".
What he hates most is chastity.
After going out, Fuchen held his body on the stone railing and took a deep breath for a long time.
Suddenly, Fuchen started running and ran to the palace where the late king's body was placed. He saw Zhenren chanting words in his mouth and staring at the coffin.
Fuchen rushed over, opened the coffin, and started to touch the body.
The witches were shocked and stepped forward to stop him.
My hands moved around and I quickly noticed the little bugs under my clothes.
dead.
In an instant, everything became clear.
Fuchen collected the bug and pushed it into his sleeve. The witch pushed her away and covered the coffin again.
Zhenren watched silently and said nothing.
Fuchen was stunned and closed his eyes.
He opened his eyes again, with firm eyes, and walked towards Zhenren, "Master, you can go to the mountains and practice in peace. Leave the position of the great wizard to me."
Zhenren looked at Fuchen and said nothing.
The look in Fuchen's eyes showed: This is a notification, not a discussion.
A pure person doesn't need to think, everything is clear.
In the days that followed, Fuchen wouldn't let Zhenren get close to the late king's body, and took over all the work of the great wizard on his own initiative.
If a pure person does not act, he will let the floating dust operate.
The witches observed his words and realized that it was a natural change of positions, and gradually came to Fuchen's side.
Half a month later, Wan Chen came back with his army.
Wanchang sent out troops and led an encirclement and suppression campaign.
Fuchen stood in the palace, guarding silently.
The mission of this world has just begun.
In the past, I was just running to survive.
Now is the time to show off your skills.
In just ten years, Fuchen knew that she preferred Wan Fan. If possible, she hoped that Wan Fan could become a wise king and lead the world to a prosperous age.
As long as, as long as you keep those talented people, as long as you don't kill too many useless people.
Wan Chen's army was intercepted at "Jun City" next to the capital.
Wan Fan leads three thousand cavalry to roam and shoot. He occupies high ground and can shoot from a distance. The light cavalry is fast and can come and go freely.
Wan Chen himself only had 500 cavalry, and 10,000 infantry belonged to nearby General Yang, who dispatched and used them.
Three thousand cavalry entered the infantry camp, and were placed like wolves like sheep, without any resistance.
In the palace, Lu Chayan managed all the officials according to the law and stabilized the front palace.
In the harem, Fuchen accidentally walked into Liyuan, recalling his childhood memories, and heard several little princes violently cursing Wanchang for death. Wanchen cut him into pieces with thousands of knives, leaving no trace of his armor intact.
The tender childish voice is filled with resentment.
For a moment, Fuchen's head became unresponsive. A few bugs were thrown out. The bugs flew on the faces of the little princes and penetrated into the seven orifices.
"ah--"
"ah--"
The child fell to the ground and kept wailing.
Fuchen ordered, "Put them into urns and coffins and bury them with the late king."
After everything was done, the blank in his mind cleared. Only then did Fuchen realize what he had done.
It's too late.
Fuchen knew clearly that he did not regret doing this, he needed to do it.
This is what the people in the palace do. They are not the immortal cultivators around Amang's father, but the people in the palace who will do whatever it takes to survive in this world.
They already have memories and know that they are princes and top players in power. Just like the ten princes of the Lu Kingdom.
Leaving them alive will not bring good rewards.
She is also an evil ghost.
No one can tell anyone.
Fuchen reflects: I still hope to retain a little bottom line. What I want to do is to be an evil ghost who is not afraid of his enemies growing up.
Fuchen tried his best not to go to Liyuan and Anyuan (where the princes and princesses were kept in captivity). They are now fearful and resentful, and they will definitely say all kinds of vicious words.
After waiting for seven days, news came: Wan Chen surrendered.
Of the 10,000 men under his command, only 6,000 were left alive, and they collectively abandoned their weapons and surrendered.
Unarmed, Wanchang ordered the massacre.
The cavalrymen held big swords in their hands and chopped off the heads of the people. By the time the soldiers picked up their weapons, it was too late, and all six thousand soldiers were slaughtered.
Wan Chen ran away.
Wan Fan became so famous that he was known as the "God of Killing", "King of All Nations", and "Madman".
But one thought is self-evident: the king of all nations is ten thousand chaff. No one in all nations can resist ten thousand chaff.
His army is the former bandits.
Bandits caused trouble for 8 years.
If this army belongs to Wanfan from the beginning, how much treasure has Wanfan used these "bandits" to rob over the years? After 8 years of training, the army (bandits) is trained for every robbery. How much stronger is its combat effectiveness than the regular army?
The late king spent three years suppressing bandits, and Wan Fan became critically ill several times. How deep is his scheming and acting skills?
Everyone was so frightened when they thought about it that they no longer dared to think of anything else.
Wan Chen fled, and everyone was angry but dared not say anything about Wan Fan's rise to power.
Wanchang returns.
Fuchen saw Wan Fan with his eyes wide open, and could not guess his expression just by looking at his face. But based on past experience, Fu Chen judged that Wan Fan had suffered from insomnia again.
When Wan Fan returned to the palace to rest, Fu Chen followed him and rubbed his head to make him relax.
"I heard that my brother massacred ten thousand people. My brother has ascended the throne as a new king. He is burdened with the reputation of killing innocent people indiscriminately. His career as king is not stable." Fuchen advised.
"I heard that because of a few jokes, you killed five little princes and threw them into a coffin to be buried with the old man. Your temperament is unstable and you are cruel in your bones." Wan Fan retorted.
Fuchen looked away, "I want to cultivate my Taoist heart and practice it with concentration. But I am also a brother, and my mind will inevitably get closer to you."
Wan Fan smiled, grabbed Fu Chen's hand, rolled up his sleeves, and saw the twisted word "Wan Fan" on it. "Didn't your master help you remove the characters?"
"Keep it. I will revolve around my brother for the rest of my life." Fuchen said.
Wan Fan stretched out his hand and rubbed Fu Chen's head, "Have you decided on your princess title?"
Fu Chen slapped Wan Nang's hand away, "Don't be too whimsical. You are only five years older than me! Don't always think about being my father!" He sat on the armrest of the chair and muttered, "It's good like this now. Nothing will happen.
.I will take over as the Great Wizard immediately. You are the King. We have nothing to do with each other on the surface. If anything happens to you, I can secretly stand up for you as the Great Wizard."
The Wu clan is linked to the royal power, so I don't know how much criticism it will cause.
