"So, ah......"

"This last coffin ......"

"It's not for sale!"

When these words came out, everyone's faces changed.

Yuan Tong was still a little puzzled, and asked, "What do you mean?"

But Ji Huanxi had already stepped out at that time, and said loudly with a nervous expression: "Master Wei, don't!"

But as soon as these words fell, one of Wei Lai's hands suddenly stretched out, and opened his five fingers towards Yuan Sleevechun, who was still stunned, and a huge suction force suddenly emerged, Yuan Sleevechun's body trembled, and the whole person was involuntarily pulled by that suction at that time, and fell straight into Wei Lai's hands.

Yuan Zhichun never thought that Wei Lai would act like this, his heart was shocked and angry, and he frantically struggled to get rid of Wei Lai's shackles.

He scolded angrily: "Wei Lai! I am the Prince of Dayan! If you let me down, how dare you disrespect me......

Seeing this, the surrounding armor soldiers subconsciously stepped forward.

But Wei Lai's other hand stretched out, and four Great Sage Seals appeared in the palm of that hand.

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and their faces suddenly showed a look of horror, and they didn't dare to step forward.

"Prince?" Wei Lai sneered and slammed Yuan Sleevechun's body to the ground.

Yuan Zhichun was thrown all over his body as if he was about to fall apart, and the pain was incomparable, but before he could stand up, Wei Lai's foot stepped heavily on his chest.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Then the two slaps wrapped in spiritual power slammed into his face, and his cheeks were suddenly red and swollen, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Wei Lai, don't overdo it!" Yuan Tong just didn't like his son, after all, he was also his son, and humiliating Yuan Sleevechun so much in front of so many people was not slapping him in the face.

His gloomy face whispered to Wei Lai.

Wei Lai just glanced at him lightly and said, "Your Majesty, from now on, you have to call me King Wei!"

Then he lifted the placket of Yuan Sleevechun, who was beaten to delirium and looked embarrassed, lifted his body, and a black gas gushed out of his body, lifting the last coffin in the air.

He turned around, dragged Yuan Zhichun like a dead dog, and walked towards the outside of Longxiang Palace.

......

"What kind of system is this!?" Outside the Longxiang Palace, the ministers who had just received the edict made a mess.

"Master Bai, let's go in and take a look! what the hell is going on?" an official whispered to Bai Huilang.

"Yes, Lord Bai, if this spreads, the entire northern territory will digest our Yan Land! Another person chimed in.

Bai Huilang's face was cloudy, he looked at the ministers in front of him, and then at the people behind him who were talking, his heart sank, and said: "Okay, you and I will enter the palace together and meet the saint, I want to see who that Wei Lai is!"

As soon as these words fell, everyone was about to leave, but at that time, there was a sound of footsteps in the Suzaku Gate.

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other. But he saw a large number of dragon soldiers slowly withdrawing from the Suzaku Gate with their backs to them, and in front of them, a coffin hung high in the air, and a young man dragged a figure that he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The sharp-eyed man saw the figure at a glance: "It's His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Someone exclaimed like this, and Bai Huilang and the others, who came back to their senses, also looked at it, but saw that the person who was dragged to the ground like a dead dog was Yuan Zhichun.

Bai Huilang's heart was shocked, although he belonged to the Jin family, he wished that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would die earlier, but at this moment, seeing him being dragged out of the Vermilion Bird Gate by Wei Lai in this way, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear that his lips were dead and his teeth were cold.

He didn't understand why tens of thousands of Longxiang troops and hundreds of masters of the Six Realms and the Longxiang Palace, where Yuan Cheng was in charge, would be killed by such a young man to get in and out, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was beaten like this, but no one dared to stop him.

"What are you doing, escort, didn't you see that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince fell into the hands of the villains?" Bai Huilang stepped forward and shouted loudly at those dragon troops.

But he, who had not experienced the fear of being "bombed" by the Great Holy Seal, understood why these Longxiang troops did not dare to make a move against Wei Lai.

Bai Huilang saw that the Long Xiang army was unmoved, and his liver suddenly became angry, and he shouted in his mouth: "You rice buckets, the holy ......"

He scolded again, but the words that came to his lips came to an abrupt end at that time.

None of them.

It's just that the young man who was surrounded by the Long Xiang army suddenly turned his head to look at him.

Just one glance, he was like falling into an ice cave, and his face turned pale.

The young man dragged Yuan Zhichun and continued to move forward, and the people got out of the way when they saw this.

"Where is he going?"

"What are you going to do?"

Such whispers continued to sound in the crowd, and more and more people in Tailin City rushed to hear the wind, and watched with mixed feelings as the young man dragged Yuan Zhichun and a coffin all the way through Zhuque Street, walked through Dayuan Road, and finally came to the royal ancestral worship place in the west of the city - Taimiao.

The armor guards of the temple still didn't understand what was happening, and when they saw a large crowd coming, they stepped forward with swords and halberds to ask.

"Taimiao is important, who trespasses?"

But the answer to them was not a human word, but the anger of a yin dragon, accompanied by layers of sounds, the bodies of several armor soldiers were shaken open, and the iron gate of the Taimiao behind them also collapsed at that moment.

"Boy, do you want to forcibly break into my Yanting Taimiao and disturb my Yanting heroes and martyrs?" Seeing this, an old minister who was fifty years old and trembling was immediately angry, and pointed at Wei Lai and said.

"I'm the King of Dayan Wei, where are you from the old horseman, who dares to stand in my way?" Wei Lai said with a sneer.

"The old man is a member of the three ranks of the Holy Emperor, and he has a relationship with your outsiders, you should call me sir!" The old man stood in front of the gate of the Taimiao with righteous words, pointing to Wei and said.

"The old man has received the emperor's grace, eats the king's money, and shares the king's worries. The princes present today, dressed in clothes and polite, but greedy for life and afraid of death, how could they have the appearance of Yanchen. ”

"Although the old man is old, he is not afraid of you, a chaotic minister and thief, and if you want to enter the temple, you will step over the old man's corpse. can defend my great Yan heroes with his remnant body, and the old man died as he deserved!!"

The old man spoke impassionedly, his face flushed, and he looked ready to die in righteousness.

"A good food king, a good king's worries, a good rebellious minister and thief, a good one to die well!"

"Old horseman, do you know that the singing and dancing of Tailin City is leveling, and the temple behind you is towering, who gave it to you?"

"Is it His Majesty the Emperor whom you keep saying you want to be loyal to?"

"Without my grandfather, without my Ningzhou million Sanxiao soldiers, this Tailin City would have already followed the surname of Guirong and Qi Chu, how could there be any Yan Ting?!

"I see that you are well-dressed, your mouth is like a river, I think you are also a person who has read a few books, but you don't distinguish between right and wrong, you have worn this Confucian long sleeve in vain, read the book of sages in vain, and lived in vain for sixty or seventy years!"

"How can a person as stupid, blind, and unaware as you deserve to be compared to my grandfather!"

"Since you want to die, this king will fulfill you!"

After saying that, Wei Lai's eyes were cold, and the Yin Dragon behind him surged out violently, slamming into the old man's body.

The body on the old man's face suddenly froze, and in an instant, only skin and bones remained of the thin body, and the whole fell down like mud, and he could no longer see the original appearance.

Seeing this, the surrounding people suddenly turned pale and were silent one by one.

No one would have imagined that this Wei Lai would be so ferocious, dragging the prince and killing the court officials on the street, not to mention Da Yan, even if he went through the history books of the northern border, it was unprecedented.

"Is there anyone else who wants to be loyal to your Emperor Yan?" the young man turned his head to look around.

The people and the ministers dared to look at each other, and they lowered their heads one after another, lest they take one more look and follow in the footsteps of the old man.

"Hmph!" Wei Lai snorted coldly, didn't say much, and dragged Yuan Sleevechun's body into the gate of the Taimiao.

The surrounding people and the courtiers exchanged glances, and then cautiously followed, trying to figure out what the boy was going to do.

Wei Lai dragged Yuan Sleeve Chun through the long corridor in the Tai Temple, and walked all the way along the towering steps, Yuan Sleeve Chun had completely passed out, and blood was dripping all the way along the way.

Coming to the gate of the Taimiao, Wei took a look at the closed gate of the Taimiao, and without thinking too much, he kicked open the gate of the Taimiao.

With the collapse of the temple gate, the ranking of the Yin gods sacrificed in the Taimiao Temple was also revealed one by one.

Wei Lai threw Yuan Sleeve Chun heavily in the Taimiao, and the coffin suddenly fell into it.

Wei Lai stepped in, his eyes searched for a while on the dense tablet, and finally landed on the topmost tablet - Emperor Great Yan Zu, Emperor Zhaotian Xiongwu, Yuan Yuan!

Flames began to burn in the depths of Wei Lai's cold eyes, his body trembled, and his fists clenched.

It took him a few breaths to calm down the churn in his heart, and then lifted Yuan Zhichun's body again and shouted at the token.

"King of Great Yan Wei!"

"Yes. ”

"Come and slaughter your descendants of the Yuan family!"