After hearing this, Ambassador Xu nodded and waved directly to the side.
soon.
A figure, wearing the attire of an emperor, was being escorted towards this side.
This man's body was tied with strong ropes, and his mouth was stuffed with a large ball of white cloth.
The white cloth was very big, and there was a lot of it left outside.
When he got closer, the Japanese Emperor looked directly at the envoy with angry eyes, and the look of hatred in his eyes was clearly visible.
If eyes could kill, then the messenger would probably die in an instant.
The messenger seemed not to have seen this.
Instead, he looked directly at the escorting guards.
After seeing the envoy's gaze, several guards immediately escorted the Japanese emperor and knelt directly towards the ground.
During this process, the Japanese emperor struggled very hard.
But the guard was not polite at all and just kicked her hard.
At such a scene, some of the Japanese courtiers below became very ugly, their mouths opened slightly, and they wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
Countless Long Dynasty soldiers below also witnessed this scene.
Everyone's expressions burst into intense light, and the strong pride in their eyes was revealed in an instant.
...
The messenger came to Long Lin and pointed at the Japanese emperor on the ground.
"Dragon King, the Japanese Emperor has already brought him."
After hearing this, Long Lin came to the Japanese emperor.
That angry and fierce look seemed to swallow him up.
When this person was brought out, he clearly saw the reaction of the Japanese emperor's family members and the reactions of the courtiers below.
He should be a real Japanese emperor, but is it really that easy?
From the moment he stepped into the imperial court, everything seemed to go very smoothly, so smoothly that he felt like it was all arranged by someone.
This matter is definitely not that simple.
On the surface, everything that Ambassador Xu did seemed to be reasonable and reasonable.
But in his opinion, this does not seem to be the behavior of a smart person.
If you have already done so well, how can you step onto the throne of the Japanese emperor?
No matter how tough the method is, it may become vulnerable in the future.
Moreover, he now knows that this envoy Xu is not from Japan, but a descendant of the old man Xu.
Real Chinese people cherish their face very much and value their reputation more than anything else.
The more outstanding a person is, the more he cares about these things. This kind of thing that will last forever will never be done.
Then, there is only one possibility left.
All of this was done deliberately for him to see.
He slowly raised his hand and waved slightly at the Ghost King.
The Ghost King saw this and immediately appeared beside Long Lin.
"Your Highness."
"King of Ghosts, help me see if this person is real."
Long Lin's words were addressed to the Ghost King, but his eyes were fixed on the messenger, with a meaningful smile on his cheeks.
His words immediately made the messenger's eyes change.
Although he hid it very well, he still didn't escape Long Lin's eyes.
Seeing it in his eyes, he instantly smiled in his heart.
Substituting one thing for another? How could it be so easy to get away with it? The envoy clearly had everything figured out, but he still underestimated him too much.
The more true everything is, the more doubtful he becomes.
The more Ambassador Xu showed that he wanted to rise to power, the more he didn't believe it.
Killing openly and rescuing secretly is what befits an outstanding Chinese person, and can match Old Man Xu's superb strategy.
...
The ghost king came to the Japanese emperor, but he was not polite at all.
He stretched out one hand, lifted the Japanese emperor's neck, and pulled him up from the ground.
A pair of cold eyes instantly stared at the Japanese emperor, and his stern gaze made the Japanese emperor tremble with fright on the spot.
After observing carefully for a moment, the ghost king showed a sneer on his lips.
He stretched out one hand and grabbed the Japanese Emperor's cheek without any courtesy.
After a simple groping, buckling and pulling, a whole human skin mask was immediately pulled off the man's face by the Ghost King.
Take out the white cloth and take off the dough.
Taking advantage of the situation, he kicked the fake Japanese emperor out completely.
The man was in pain, his body was tied up again, and he flew backwards and fell out, hitting the ground hard in the distance.
Despite the pain, the man remained silent.
The Ghost King turned around and handed the face to Long Lin.
After taking it, Long Lin raised it and shook it slightly in front of the messenger.
...
The messenger saw this in his eyes, and his heart instantly showed a hint of despair.
He has reached such a point, everything is so realistic, everyone can imagine that he can't wait to step into the position of Emperor of Japan.
Anyone who sees such a situation and realizes his intentions will not suspect that the person he pushed out is a fake Japanese emperor. After all, if he wants to ascend to power, how can he let the real Japanese emperor live?
However, the plan was so elaborate that it still failed to deceive the Dragon King.
This is not because he is too incompetent, but because this person's thinking is probably not the same as ordinary people at all.
From the moment he proposed to chop off the Japanese Emperor's head, he had already noticed the difference in this Dragon King.
He didn't speak, and speaking at this time wouldn't change anything.
"What? Messenger Xu, you haven't planned to invite the real Japanese emperor out, do you have to force me to bloodbath the entire imperial city?"
"Dragon King, please."
The messenger finished speaking and looked helplessly into the distance.
A palace door opened, and the Japanese emperor walked out with his head held high.
He was wearing brand new Japanese imperial attire and was not tied with any ropes.
The steps were neither hasty nor slow, and we reached the top all the way.
Seeing the appearance of the Japanese emperor, the court immediately knelt even lower.
The faces of the Japanese emperor's family members changed drastically, showing expressions of horror. But they had no idea at all. They had no idea that the previous Japanese emperor was actually a fake.
But the Japanese emperor in front of him at this moment is the real one.
The Japanese emperor first looked at Messenger Xu, with a cold look in his eyes.
But he didn't speak and turned to look at Long Lin.
"Dragon King, I have long admired your name."
After hearing this, Long Lin showed a sneer on his lips.
"Now that you're out, prepare to die."
This time, Long Lin had no doubt that this was definitely true.
The envoy dared to take a risk once, but he would never dare to take a second risk. He could detect it from the reaction between the Japanese emperor and the envoy.
This is the reaction that only a person with an absolute superiority can make the messenger appear.
Only a true Japanese emperor could make the messenger look guilty and sad.
After hearing this, the Japanese emperor's face immediately turned cold.
But in an instant, his eyes returned to calmness.
He looked around, toward the entire palace in the imperial court, slowly looking over one by one. After looking around, he lowered his head and looked at his family members one by one.
The family members raised their heads and wanted to say something.
But under his cold eyes, they all closed their mouths and dared not speak.
He knew that Messenger Xu had tried his best.
Even he felt that those clever plans could definitely be fooled.
But unfortunately, he could not deceive the Dragon King.
After seeing his family, the Japanese Emperor turned his head and glared at Long Lin.
The cold and resentful look in his eyes seemed as if he wanted to swallow Long Lin alive.
Long Lin saw it and immediately sneered.
"Japanese Emperor, don't look at me like that. If you don't want to, you can resist, and we can continue fighting. I don't mind at all. I will wipe out everyone in the entire Japanese kingdom."
Long Lin's voice was also extremely cold.
Looking at the Japanese emperor, his eyes were full of indifference.
