Chapter 67: Great Changes in the World The palace was flooded with blood, and people kept hundred thousand armored soldiers fought for three days and three nights, causing the morale of the people to collapse. The Flame Emperor stood in the hall. Precarious. He remained motionless. "Your Majesty, abdicate." "The trend is over." There were generals who collapsed and shouted. The Flame Emperor remained unmoved. He was about fifty years old, with some white hair, wearing a bright yellow emperor robe, with deep eyes, hands behind his back, watching the fighting outside the palace in wind and rain, without saying a word. boom! The throne room was broken.
There was a prince, walking on the wind and rain, with the smell of blood that could not be blown away or washed away by the wind and rain, he walked into the palace and looked at the Flame Emperor with a smile. "Prince Yan, everything is over." "You, killed your father." "You are worse than an animal. You should be cut into pieces. Let the royal family remember this and let the world be warned!" The prince laughed. "Father, I'm wrong." "I did." "He didn't listen." "I didn't kill him. I just stood by and witnessed his death." The Flame Emperor admitted it. Inside the palace, the princes were not angry, but just looked at the new emperor who was on his last day with sneer. They also felt that His Majesty Xuanlong, their father, had lived too long. So long that they didn't have a chance. Emperor Yan killed his father and ascended the throne. Instead of being angry, they were ecstatic. "Zhou is bitterly cold, 30% of it is scorched earth, no food can be grown, and it is also adjacent to the Demon Mountains, with a declining population, so I have longed for Liang for a long time." "It's fine to own the mountains and rivers of Daliang and treat the people of Liang well. It's also fine to appease the sectarian families, but where does the emperor put the people of Zhou?" "The people of Liang are his subjects, but the people of Zhou are not?" "He wanted the country to be safe and the people to be at peace, so he chose to make Zhou Min suffer a little more. The people of the old Liang praised him, but no one saw that Zhou Min was still wandering in the bitter cold..."
"According to his policies, how long will the Zhou people continue to suffer?" "ten years!" "Twenty years?" "At that time, who dominated the world, the Zhou people or the Liang people?" "He is not wrong." "I am not wrong either!" "It's just that my father said I was a traitor. In my opinion, he who betrayed the Zhou people deserves death even more!" As the Flame Emperor spoke as if he was narrating a story, his eyes gradually became firmer and revealed an unprecedented ferocity. "no way no money!" "You are talking nonsense. You are a beast who killed his father. Why don't you get off the hook and be imprisoned?" One after another, the princes roared, and soldiers entered the palace with murderous intent. A guard brought a pair of steel shackles and walked forward, wanting to take down the deposed emperor who was at the end of his rope. But, Emperor Flame was laughing. "why are you laughing?" The kings had a bad feeling. just. The trend is set. Dengtian Tower, the foundation of the Great Zhou, there is absolutely no way it can interfere. What other variables are there? "There is one thing you are wrong about." "It's not me who is at the end of the road, but you. The world's trend is always on my side!" "At least, that's how it was in the old week..." "Who do you think was the one who strangled my father with my own hands while I stood by and watched?" The Flame Emperor had a sneer in his eyes. next moment. Outside the hall, the armored soldiers were in an uproar. There was a huge noise and a large number of first-grade auras descended. In a blink of an eye. Outside the hall, everything became quiet. "No!"
"impossible." "Could it be the Heavenly Tower..." The kings trembled. outside the temple. There were seven old men, seven of the peak first rank, who filed in, each carrying a first rank head, and entered the hall to pay their respects to the Flame Emperor. "The seven sects of the Great Zhou, together with the ten prefectures and three hundred aristocratic families of the Old Zhou, present this belated gift to congratulate you on your accession to the throne!" "Long live His Majesty!" outside the temple. There were tens of thousands of figures on the battlefield, in the palace, and in the city towers, occupying the entire imperial palace. They were all practitioners, and their shouts were shaking the sky. The entire imperial city was trembling. "Long live your majesty!" among them. There are also quite a few people of the second and third ranks. Not just the seven religions of the Great Zhou. There are also personal soldiers of the old Zhou clan. In order to help Emperor Yan, the old Zhou Dynasty used all its resources and traveled thousands of miles for three days and three nights without sleep, and finally caught up. Emperor Yan is the emperor of Zhou. He deserves the title and is the people's choice. "This……" Inside the palace. The princes were trembling constantly, their bodies like mud. "We are completely defeated." The kings were as pale as death and were thrown into prison. What awaited them was the execution of their entire families and slow slicing to death, as a warning to the world. lost. They lost. A complete failure! Whether it was Emperor Xuanlong or Emperor Yan in front of them, they were simply no match for him. What they were looking at was the throne, what they were looking at was the hearts of the people in the world... The three-day and three-night struggle for the throne came to an end. "Search!" "Catch the traitors! No mercy will be shown!" "Those who harbor this will be killed along with their entire family!" The throne room is stable. The imperial palace.
And the chaos in the imperial city is still going on. There were loud shouts and torches, as they searched house by house, not letting any of the rebels go. In the library, Su Chen was drinking tea and reading a book. The rain is still falling. Never stopped. Qingque was still practicing secretly on the rooftop of the library, trying to surprise everyone. Boom boom boom! There was a knock on the library's door. Before Su Chen could open the door, it was kicked open and the second-rank official in red robes from the Seal Supervisor came in with his hands behind his back, leading the guards holding torches. "hehe." "Master, the leader of the Western Factory." "Don't mind, let's come in and search." The second-rank seal supervisor was in red robe, with a fake smile and a weird look. just. Their people had already come in, filling the entire courtyard. "The library is located in a remote place far away from the palace. Did you come here specially for me, eunuch?" Su Chen replied without turning his head. "mind." "You'd better not come in, you will die." This is a friendly reminder. The library is a place of death. poisonous. There is a thousand-year-old vine with dead leaves that eats the heart. Not of the first rank, there is only entry but no exit. "hehe." "We just came in, what's going on?" "Search for me!" "You, the West Factory, have committed a crime and are on the wrong side of the fence. It's unclear whether there is a West Factory or not. Search them thoroughly!" The second-grade red robe revealed his hideous appearance and he was no longer pretending. He came here for Su Chen.
Two guards walked forward and threw two forged letters of treason in front of Su Chen. "We caught him red-handed. What excuses do you have?" "Catch him." I’m too lazy to even pretend to be wearing this red robe. moment. An iron chain was then locked towards Su Chen. thump! Someone fell to the ground. The poison has taken effect. "what……" "what happened?" The second-rank red-robed man was stunned when he saw the guards falling to the ground one after another. Only then did he think of covering his mouth and nose. however. It's too late. "I am a second-rank official, the ninth officer of the Seal Prison. How dare you poison me to death?" "Okay!" "You are truly a traitor! Just wait for the entire Xichang family to be executed." He was roaring. He turned around and ran outside. a long time. Su Chen stood up, stretched his muscles, picked up the shovel skillfully, and pulled back the rotten red-robed corpse that had fallen at the door. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Su Chen shook his head. "How should we bury so many bodies?" Su Chen is burying the body. The medicinal field has grown a lot taller. Simultaneously. A figure flashed in the library. "I didn't report you." "previous years."
"The carriage relationship is even better." "If you want to go, go faster." Inside the building, a figure froze, then walked out, revealing his face, white hair, young age, and prince's robes. However, this time, Prince Jie did not cover his eyes, and his eyes shone with purple light. These are a pair of spiritual eyes. Not much to say. Prince Jie looked at the rotting corpses all over the yard in shock, bowed, and quickly left the library. "The prince is cultivating immortality?" "It looks like he should be at the first-grade level. Is his cultivation so powerful?" Su Chen shook his head, retracted his gaze, buried the medicine field, restored the yard to its original state, and continued to drink tea and read. However, he knew it clearly as he watched the battle in the Golden Palace from afar. The world is in chaos! as predicted. The next day. Millions of Zhou people traveled across mountains and rivers to come to Liang. The government expelled the Liang people, occupied their houses, and resettled the Zhou people. In addition, the seven religions preached, recruited many disciples, and established mountains. The three sects and seven religions fought fiercely. For a while. The situation was tense and the world was full of friction between Zhou and Liang. As for the various political decrees set by Emperor Xuanlong, they had long since disappeared without a trace. Officials of the Zhou Dynasty bullied men and women, insulted the wives and daughters of Liang people, and seized all their property. This emperor even deliberately encouraged these things to happen. "First-class Zhou officials, second-class Zhou people, third-class Jiu Liang, is this your strategy for governing the country, the Flame Emperor?" Su Chen was sighing. Half a year has passed. The contact signals of Heiyuan during the Jianwu period appeared in the Daliang Palace and even inside and outside the imperial city. Someone from Heiyuan is coming. He wanted to contact this Black Lotus Saint who appeared suddenly and swept across the Dengtian Tower and was very famous. In the next chapter, the Grand Master emerges and reaches the first level.
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