Inside the Yichun Palace, Jiang Hao looked at the so-called Son of Heaven with some curiosity. I saw that the old emperor had an old face and a big belly. He looked no different from ordinary old people. His pale face, sunken eye sockets, and protruding cheeks made him look a little skinny and sickly. There was a flash of light in Jiang Hao's eyes, and he used the Tianzi Wangqi technique. I saw a small dragon surrounded this person, but the scales that should have been glittering with gold were covered with black markings, showing a weak aura, which might even dissipate at any time. At this time, the old emperor rubbed his hazy drunken eyes, as if he saw something incredible. His eyes widened, and he said with a dazed face: "Did the goddess come down to earth? There is such a beautiful woman in the world, who are you? I will make you..." "Oh!!!" Before he could finish his sentence, a silver embroidery needle pierced through the air, directly stabbing one of his eyes. The old emperor tremblingly said in pain, his liver and gallbladder were about to split;
"You... who are you? You are...an assassin! There are assassins! Come, come and escort me!" Enduring the pain, the old emperor was so angry that he lifted the table and yelled at the guards. Many women in the palace were also frightened and turned pale, screaming loudly. Jiang Hao frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the mighty Taiyin True Qi roared out. Many court ladies then fainted. Dongfang Bubai looked at the many big inner guards rushing in, and quickly shot out a pile of embroidery needles. In an instant, the guards of the brigade that rushed in fell to the ground one after another, life or death unknown. Seeing this scene, the old emperor let out a scream like killing a pig. "Monster! What kind of sorcery are you using!" Jiang Hao couldn't help laughing, he raised his hand and shook it. Amid the golden light, a huge palm grabbed the old emperor, just like an eagle grabbing a chicken. The head guard knelt down on the ground trembling, not daring to look more, not daring to say a word. He thought he had brought two celestial beings with him, but he didn't realize that these two were Shura ghosts from the underworld! The old emperor struggled desperately, but he has always been pampered, and with his body hollowed out by wine, how can he break free? At this moment, he couldn't even breathe, and he was about to suffocate. At this moment, he struggled desperately, screaming with all his strength: "You, you...are you trying to usurp the throne?" Jiang Hao smiled slightly and said lightly: "You're not wrong to say that."
Like a dying animal, the old emperor seemed to grasp the last trace of life, and shouted desperately: "Forgive... Spare my life, I am willing to abdicate to the virtuous!" Jiang Hao sighed lightly, threw him out casually, and said flatly: "Is this the so-called Son of Heaven? The ruler of thousands of people, the common people, and the world is so weak. It seems that in the face of absolute power, what power, what? Wealth and honor are nothing but a fig leaf, and once it is torn off, it will be so ugly." The old emperor's chest was like a broken bellows, panting heavily, and looked at the two men with fear on his face. He is the son of heaven, the ruler of the celestial dynasty, the emperor of all peoples, how has he ever suffered such insults and injuries? But at this moment, he couldn't give birth to any thought of rebelling. He saw this demon-like man with his own eyes, stretching out his hand and grabbing him from a distance of more than ten feet, he was captured in the air. Under the pressure of his terrifying aura, how could he? Dare to attack? The old emperor looked at the expressionless Jiang Hao, and hurriedly said: "If you want glory and wealth, I will give you power over the government and the people. If you want wealth and beauty, I will give you all the three thousand harem and this golden palace! I will first make you the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households, and reward you with ten thousand gold! How about being a general?" Jiang Hao stood with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "These are not enough to buy your life!" The old emperor who collapsed on the ground gritted his teeth and said hastily: "I know, I know what (bdcf) you want, and I will give it to you!" "Now Meng Yuan has millions of soldiers, and Khitan and Jin are watching from the sidelines. When they invade together, I will also be the king of subjugation, and I will die at the same time. As long as you want you to spare my life, If I protect my glory and wealth, then I will let you take over the position of emperor, how about that?" Hearing this, Jiang Hao laughed loudly and said: "You are not as stupid as I imagined, since you are willing to trade the throne for your life, then what you owe us will be repaid Then, Jiang Hao's complexion suddenly changed, and the temperature in the entire palace also dropped suddenly. He said coldly: "Then you owe the lives of those Xiangyang people who died innocently and the soldiers guarding the city, how should you pay?" Frightened by this terrifying momentum, the old emperor's face was as pale as paper, and Yiping's blood was frozen. He was trembling, stumbling and said: "The lives of those...those untouchables have nothing to do with me!" Jiang Hao sighed softly when he heard the words, not knowing what to say. It turned out that in the eyes of the emperor who ruled the world, those common people, those soldiers who fought for him. They are just some unimportant untouchables. In his heart, these people are just a tool for him to enjoy. For him to indulge in pleasure, so what if so many people die? Dongfang Bubai was burning with anger, and there was a faint flame in the sun's phoenix eyes that was about to burst out. She suppressed her anger and secretly told herself that the great cause should be the most important thing, and she should not kill this dog emperor lightly. However, Jiang Hao beside her has already made a move at this time. The mighty and majestic Sun True Qi pours out like the Yangtze River. Surrounded by bright divine light, True Qi exploded all over him. He raised his hand to hold the void, and captured the old emperor in mid-air. Then the True Qi exploded, directly splitting a big hole in the roof of the Yichun Hall.
He stepped lightly on his feet, his body flickered, and he jumped out. Dongfang Bubai beside him also followed his footsteps, fluttering in red. At this time, outside the Yichun Palace, hundreds of imperial guards had already surrounded the tall building. Many fans from Dongchang also gathered here, and the leader was a white-haired eunuch who looked a bit evil. Countless people surrounded the Yichun Palace with water. Suddenly, two figures roared out of the Yichun Palace and stood on top of the tall building. And in the man's hand, there was also an old man wearing a shining golden dragon robe. The white-haired eunuch took a closer look and couldn't help but turn pale with shock. "It's Your Majesty! That lunatic captured His Majesty as a hostage!".