Chapter six hundred and forty second: upright not Azhen North Wind
Before leaving, he glanced at Ding Xiaoyi, who was held in the Empress's arms, and his eyes blurred.
If it weren't for him, maybe the person lying in the Empress's arms was not him. A thought flashed across his mind. Langton clenched his fists and pinched his thigh hard, then turned his head and left quickly.
The Little Holy Master snorted coldly and was about to lead everyone away.
However, just as he was about to move, Jade Lady's phoenix eyes moved slightly, and two astonishing cold lights shot out from her eyes, making the little holy master unable to move.
The void in front of them was distorted in an instant, and everyone could not see Yu Niang making a move, they could only hear the sound of "Pa!".
Half of the little Holy Lord's face swelled up, and his body flew backwards. After hitting a stone pillar, he fell hard to the ground. When he opened his mouth, several molars were spit out.
"I didn't let you go!" Yu Niang held her man in her arms, like a divine king awakening from a deep sleep, full of annoyance and seeking justice for her man.
It was just a slap, and the slap made the little holy master's head buzz, his left cheek went numb, and he completely lost consciousness. He couldn't hear anything except a loud sound in his ears.
Before he could recover, the second slap hit him on the right side of his face.
"Pah! Pah! Pah...", everyone did not see the Empress take action, but they could see the little Holy Master being beaten and standing there, shaped like a spinning top.
"That's a god!" someone exclaimed.
The Little Holy Master is a real god. In the eyes of the gods, all living beings like them are as insignificant as ants.
This sentence was spoken by the little Holy Master himself.
But this little holy master who spoke arrogantly and looked down upon all living beings was beaten so dizzy that he was spinning in circles.
Big teeth flew out of the mouth from time to time, causing many people to stare at them with wide eyes, thinking: "Is this extracting teeth for the little Holy Lord??"
"What about the gods? They are just like chickens and dogs in front of our Majesty."
"More than a chicken or a dog, he is not even worthy of carrying shoes. Your Majesty is so majestic!"
"Your Majesty is mighty!" the crowd shouted. All kinds of compliments were poured out, and flattery was heard.
We can't blame them because they are powerful. People like Wu Jie Taoist who can't stand being forced to eat can just leave.
But they can't. Where can they go? Can they get out of the huge Yi country and escape overseas?
Oh, no, even if they go overseas, I'm afraid they will be shocked to find that, sorry, the whole world belongs to His Majesty.
After being slapped more than a dozen times in a row, this dignified little Holy Lord's whole head was buzzing, and he felt like his head had grown twice as big.
My cheeks were swollen and I couldn't even open my eyes, so I could only squint to see.
"What, are you still angry? How about I chop him down to vent your anger?"
Yu Niang looked at Ding Xiaoyi and asked.
It seemed that as long as he nodded, Yu Niang would immediately pick up an ax as big as a door panel, chop off the little Holy Master's head and feed it to the dogs.
Hearing this, the little Holy Lord's heart was full of chaos, and he did not dare to anger the empress in front of him.
In front of this powerful empress, all struggles are in vain.
Everyone present was not a god, so they could not feel how terrifying the woman in front of them was.
In his eyes, this woman wearing a dragon robe was filled with a majestic imperial aura. In front of this aura, his own divine power was like a mouse seeing a cat, not daring to move.
Where authority lies, divine power goes.
Not to mention that I am a little guy who has just stepped into the god level. I am afraid that even if he invites the twelve gods from the Holy Land, he will also be serving food.
Therefore, no matter how angry the little holy master was, he did not dare to look at the empress. He could only glare angrily at Ding Xiaoyi, who was lying on the empress' chest.
"Ding Xiaoyi, are you a man? How can you hide behind a woman? Come and fight me. Don't let me look down on you!"
In response, Ding Xiaoyi looked up helplessly from Yu Niang's arms: "When I picked up the bowls and chopsticks, you didn't even have the qualifications to beg for mercy."
After he finished speaking, he continued to bury his head in Yu Niang's arms.
Feeling Yu Niang's broad and soft heart, I felt that this place was just like what was said in the poem, Rongsu was so young and Shao Hua was hugged by Tan Cao and covered with one side.
Taking a deep breath, the fragrance hit my nostrils intuitively: "Well, it smells so good!"
"you!!"
The little Holy Lord has never seen such a shameless person.
Not to mention him, those people kneeling in the distance were not scolding Ding Xiaoyi for being shameless, but they were secretly filled with crazy envy.
As for the three clan elders standing behind Ding Peng, their faces turned red with embarrassment, and they secretly scolded Ding Xiaoyi for causing harm to the country and the people, and for his beauty is a disaster!
"I'll fight with you!" The furious little Holy Master stood up with all his strength, roared, and wanted to fight with Ding Xiaoyi to the death.
At this moment, his eyes blurred, and he vaguely saw the empress' hand slapping his chest.
"boom!"
The violent divinity poured into the body of the little saint. It was the power of the emperor, the divinity that made all things surrender. What was even more terrifying was that this divinity was blessed with authority and became the supreme decree.
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The little Holy Master screamed and fell straight to the ground.
"Save him alive!"
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly whispered.
Although he didn't like this little Holy Master either, this guy seemed to have some use value and he couldn't be allowed to die so cheaply.
It was rare for her man to speak, and Yu Niang immediately gathered her strength.
At this time, the little Holy Master was able to take a breath, but at this time he was shocked to find that his power was gone.
He quickly opened his eyes and took a look, only to find that Yu Niang was holding a strange red sphere in her hand. It was the source of his divine power and the foundation of his divine status, and it was actually taken away alive!
Seeing this, the little Holy Master was filled with jealousy and shouted angrily: "Shameless, give it back to me!!"
He was furious, and his body was already severely injured. After the little Holy Master roared, his eyes rolled over and he fainted to death.
"Little Holy Master!"
Seeing this, the people who were following the little Holy Master immediately rushed forward, pinching him or feeding him pills, trying their best to stabilize his injuries.
"Well! Do I want you to move?" Yu Niang's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly several people felt as if they were struck by lightning, as if they were frozen in place and did not dare to move.
At this time, they deeply realized what it meant to be that the emperor's power was like prison, the king's kindness was impermanent, and they were so frightened that their souls were trembling and their whole bodies were convulsing.
Just when these horse boys were so frightened that they were about to wet their pants, they saw Zhen Beifeng, who they usually treated as a joke, miraculously stood in front of them with his chest raised.
"Senior officials can be killed, but not humiliated! Your Majesty has insulted us like this, and we should die to prove his ambition!"
Zhen Beifeng puffed out his chest, closed his eyes, and looked like he was ready to kill people. He was majestic and unyielding, calm and unhurried, and many people present could not help but be shocked.
"Zhen Lao!"
Several people looked at the upright Zhen Beifeng and couldn't help but widen their eyes.
"Everyone, in our Tianyuan Holy Land, only the ghosts who die standing up and not those who die kneeling can go to the underworld with you. Zhen will not live his life in vain. We will be our companions on the way to the underworld. Then Zhen will definitely drink wine with you.
Happy words."
The wind from Zhenbei sounded solemn and solemn.
These people were deeply touched, thinking that along the way, they had often ridiculed Zhen Beifeng openly or covertly, treating him like a clown.
Zhen Beifeng always smiled shyly and did not argue.
Therefore, in their hearts, they all thought that Zhen Beifeng was just a clown, and they never looked at him.
But at this moment, they discovered to their horror that they were wrong.
This is not because he is greedy and fearful of death, but because he has a broad mind and an extraordinary bearing, and does not care about small people like them.
When they thought of this, they felt unspeakably ashamed.
"Old Zhen, we..." Several people were so ashamed that they had tears in their eyes, wishing they could find a crack in the ground and crawl in right away.
"It's a man!"
No one in the crowd shouted, and everyone started to admire him.
A noble character is worthy of admiration even if he is an enemy.
Everyone was shocked by Zhen Beifeng's calm and unyielding demeanor, and they all applauded him.
Yu Niang looked at Zhen Beifeng up and down, and praised with great appreciation: "If you are willing to come to my empire to serve as a cabinet minister, I will allow you to take charge of the important ministerial positions."
For a moment, everyone turned their attention to Zhen Beifeng.
Her eyes were very complicated, hoping that he would agree. After all, in this era, such a character is as rare and precious as uncut jade.
But I don’t want him to agree, otherwise it would be an insult to his character.
This kind of contradictory emotion is just like saying to your favorite technician in a health clinic: "Be a good person and stop doing this business." The feeling of regret after saying this is the same.
However, the upright Zhen Beifeng lived up to everyone's expectations and decisively rejected Yu Niang.
"You have already surrendered to the Ming Lord, how can you surrender to others again?" Zhen Beifeng said proudly.
"If you have some backbone, you are much better than this coward."
Yu Niang glanced at Ding Xiaoyi in her arms and said coldly: "Let's go back and bring a message to your Holy Lord. If you want to make a deal with the empire, let's see if he is sincere."
"You let us go?" Zhen Beifeng pretended to be surprised.
Yu Niang ignored him and walked to the airship with Ding Xiaoyi in her arms. At the same time, she said: "If you come back, the position of Prime Minister will be reserved for you at any time."
"Your Majesty, return to the capital!" the three clan elders shouted loudly as they had enough energy.
Everyone immediately knelt down again: "Congratulations to Your Majesty."
"Plop!"
Seeing Yu Niang boarding the airship, Zhen Beifeng, who had been upright just now, fell to the ground and his whole face turned pale.
Zhen Beifeng was not pretending this time. Although Ding Xiaoyi had secretly given him a wink, Zhen Beifeng had cramps in his legs several times when facing this decisive and decisive empress.
The reason why I stand upright is because the muscles in my waist are stiff and I cannot bend down at all.
He had had the courage to say those few words, but now that he was out of breath, he felt like half of his life was gone.
When everyone saw this, they hurried up to help him. Seeing that he was so frightened, everyone not only did not look down upon him because of this, but they admired him even more.
I think this is a real person. After all, anyone who says he is not afraid of death is either a madman or a fool.