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It's the same, and it's late

Everyone present was silent and looked at the man in white in disbelief.

These are more than a dozen congenital late-stage masters, and they were killed by this middle-aged woman in a few encounters.

What is even more shocking is that as the national teacher of Huang, the country of Huang is a symbol and a belief in Huang. It can be said that as long as the national teacher is present, the country of Huang will embark on the road to prosperity.

This idea has become deeply rooted among the people of Huang State, and is terminally ill and has no cure.

The hall was extremely quiet, and I could only hear the heavy breathing. Then it was broken by someone the next moment.

"Who are you? I can give you the title of national teacher! It is on an equal footing with me!"

The emperor breathed rapidly, and when he saw that the national teacher was killed was more afraid, but more eager. He wanted to have extremely powerful people to assist him.

Everyone looked at the white clothes, with fear in their eyes, and more curious.

This man in white looks only in his twenties, but he is actually powerful and can kill the national master in a short time. Where did this person appear?

In the crowd, someone looked at Chu Cheng's back and stopped talking. After a while, he took a step forward and asked carefully: "Are you Chu Cheng's nephew?"

Chu Cheng heard the sound, put his eyes in the crowd, and saw an old man.

The old man Bai Cangcang has entered his seventies, like a withered tree, lifeless. But his eyes are brilliant, and he is so wise that he is foolish.

Chu Cheng nodded. The old man looked a little familiar, very much like one of his friends. He quickly understood that this was Duke Huang of the current dynasty.

There were a burst of shock and suspicion, and the heavy breathing sounds became heavier. Everyone widened their eyes and stared at the white clothes.

They did not know Chu Cheng, but they all knew that the grandson of the founding king who had been executed was named Chu Cheng.

But... Didn't that person just entered the Immortal Sect five years ago? How could he return so strongly?

There was a figure in the crowd dodging, and many people were looking at him.

This man had a flower, a crane robe, and a square face. In Huang's custom of advocating fatness, he could not be said to be fat.

He was the father of Chu Cheng's predecessor, Lin Ya, the fiancée of Chu Cheng, and the Minister of the current dynasty Lin Zhenhong.

Lin Zhenhong looked at Chu Cheng's back with a complicated expression and a little regretful. He didn't know about Lin Ya's breaking the engagement back then, but he didn't ask anything after he knew it.

In his eyes, no one is more outstanding than the disciples of the national teacher.

But... the Chu Cheng, who once despised him, actually killed the people of Huang, the heaven on the spiritual symbol.

Who else can be more outstanding than Chu Cheng?

Chu Cheng did not answer Duke Huang's words, but just looked back and looked at the emperor and said coldly: "From now on, there will be no more Huang Kingdom, and there will be no more emperors, so naturally there will be no national teacher."

The emperor's face finally changed drastically. He never expected that this person was Wu Linghou's eldest grandson.

When the emperor wanted to speak again, a sword light had already cut open his throat.

Blood splattered everywhere and the head flew into the air.

In his last consciousness, the emperor saw a corpse sitting on a dragon chaise spraying blood violently, and then he could not see anything.

A generation of emperor died like this. When the body fell down, there was a sudden shock around, and a thick golden yellow mist appeared on the headless corpse.

Suddenly, the dragon roared, and the yellow mist condensed a golden dragon. The dragon waved its tail and roared towards the palace gate.

Everyone was shocked by the sudden scene. After a while, a sad voice sounded.

"The dragon energy escapes far away. I, Huang Guo, have the energy left?" An old man trembled with his hands trembling.

The cry of several people caused everyone to cry, and all the officials present fell into sorrow.

They were blinded by the national teacher, but they were still loyal to Huang Guo in their hearts.

Now, Huang Guo’s life and death are controlled by the man in white in front of him.

The queen sitting on the phoenix chair was already scared to death when she saw her senior brother and the emperor being killed one after another.

She is just a nominal sister, a casual cultivator, and her cultivation level is only at the second level of gathering energy, and even the military officers killed by Li Ying are worse than those who were killed by Li Ying.

At this time, Chu Cheng's eyes fell on her. When he saw this, he understood that Huang Guomin was distorted by this woman.

"You are Chu Cheng, I know! You love me, I am... I can be your woman, as long as you..." The queen's fat body shook and shook as she spoke, like oily

When I met the Heat, it melted layer after layer.

Before the queen could finish speaking, a sword light cut off a layer of her flesh, revealing her thick white bones.

A pile of white meat fell to the ground, and the blood and fat merged into one, and the milky white blood flowed out on the ground.

The queen looked at the piece of meat on the ground, widened her eyes, and then a shocking cry broke out, which was ten times louder than a pig's cry.

Chu Cheng continued to have a sword, like cutting pork, one sword and one sword, dropping pieces of flesh and blood.

The ministers watched this scene, turning from sadness to fear, and looking at the young man in white was like looking at an evil ghost from Jiuyou.

The sound eventually stopped making a sound, leaving only a bone. The flesh and blood on the body fell to the ground and piled up into a hill.

"It turns out that the skeleton of a pig is no different from that of a human." Chu Cheng looked at the pile of meat and spoke lightly. "I just don't know what the bones of a human are."

Chu Cheng turned around and looked at the ministers, and his murderous intent became stronger and stronger.

Killing one hundred, ten thousand, and one million people is difficult to resolve the hatred in his heart.

Everyone felt this cold gaze and his heart trembled.

Just as Chu Cheng was about to take action, more than a dozen whistling sounds sounded outside the palace. Then the palace gate was blown open by a strong wind.

Outside the hall, there were a sound of rushing footsteps. Chu Cheng looked up and saw more than a dozen figures walking in.

He was dressed in red for a person, and when she appeared, the whole air seemed to be dyed with a hazy red color.

This woman is Gong Shiyue, who is known as the number one beauty in Qingzhou.

Behind her, there were two women, one in yellow, one in beautiful clothes, and the other in pink.

These two people were both known to Chu Cheng and had a good relationship with him. They were Lin Qingrou and Nan Fengyun.

Lin Qingrou looked at the separated emperor, her face changed, and when she saw the three heads on the middle-aged woman's hand, her expression was full of complexity.

She is a very smart person. When she saw it, she knew why Chu Cheng killed people. However, when she saw her brother's tragic death, she seemed to have something to do with her.

Nan Fengyun, who was standing behind, looked at Chu Cheng, felt inexplicably sad, biting her red lips, and just staring quietly.

Chu Cheng remained silent, his eyes stayed on the two women.

In my life, I know the kindness of my love for my beauty.

One is his benefactor, and the other is his confidante. And he faces a deep blood hatred that has been destroyed.

The word "love" has always been mottled. How to decide between hatred and friendship.


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