In less than half an hour, the entire Murong family, not only nearly half of the people died, but also lost huge amounts of property.

The accumulation of thousands of years can be said to be empty in an instant, and Murong Baichuan really couldn't stand the stimulation, so he had the courage to come and complain.

Mo Fan believed that Murong Baichuan was really stimulated and stupid this time, otherwise, he would definitely not have come to Emperor Yingtian to complain.

Just kidding, even the Praetorian Guards guarding the Imperial Palace know that no one dares to come to the Imperial Palace at all, unless it is summoned by His Majesty, it is really impossible to hide.

After all, standing in front of Emperor Yingtian, the majestic and terrifying momentum is really not something that anyone can withstand.

The most important thing is, who is Emperor Yingtian? the first person in the Eternal Continent!

Even the top powerhouses of the Nine Great Bloodline Families have fallen several times, Emperor Ying Tian didn't even frown, just a few people from the Murong family died, how could Emperor Ying Tian care?

As for the loss of property, there is also the accumulation of thousands of years of the Murong family, please, these things, as the identity of Emperor Yingtian, may they be put in their eyes?

Therefore, Murong Baichuan must have been stimulated to be stupid, otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for him to not even understand this, and dare to come here to complain.

Sure enough, Emperor Yingtian's calm face sank suddenly, and then he waved his hand silently, and the crying outside the hall suddenly disappeared.

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth twitched, and a chill couldn't help but rise in his heart.

Really cold!

Not just the body, but also the mind.

He could see clearly that it was not only the crying that disappeared outside the hall, but also the person who cried, that is, Murong Baichuan.

It's not that Murong Baichuan doesn't have cultivation, it's just that his cultivation is very weak, and he is only an eighth-order immortal in a thousand years.

But even if he doesn't have any talent, he has piled up his cultivation to the level of an immortal, and his vitality is far comparable to that of a very human, otherwise, where did Murong Baichuan's thousand-year-old longevity come from?

However, with such a simple wave of Emperor Yingtian's hand just now, the dignified eighth-order immortal disappeared in such an instant.

Yes, it's gone, and the dead can't die anymore, even as if the person never came here before.

The problem is that Murong Baichuan is also a minister of the DPRK and China, one of the bigwigs of the administrative body, especially a cronie supported by Emperor Yingtian himself.

Murong Baichuan's thousand-year-old allegiance, even if there is no merit, there is some hard work, right? But just because he cried a few times in front of the Imperial Palace, Emperor Yingtian casually wiped it out.

At this moment, Mo Fan suddenly thought of a lot in his mind.

In the past, he had not heard of Emperor Yingtian's domineering and ruthlessness, in the early years, he almost scavenged the resources of the Ancient Continent, and he didn't know how many people died at the hands of Emperor Yingtian.

But after all, these are just rumors, and it is impossible for the imperial officials to dare not record this matter, and the alliance countries can't get detailed information, Mo Fan always has only one impression, and he doesn't have too many feelings.

In addition, during this period of time, in Emperor Yingtian, except for some profound accidents, Mo Fan really didn't feel the rumored domineering and ruthless.

But at this moment, Mo Fan finally felt something, and he still felt it deeply.

This is not only domineering and ruthless, even if it is a dog that has been raised for thousands of years, it should have some feelings, not to mention that Murong Baichuan is not a dog, but a human, and he is still a very useful administrative boss.

But Emperor Yingtian didn't even bother to say a word, and he was wiped out casually, this is Emperor Yingtian!

Seeing Murong Baichuan's fate, Mo Fan secretly took a deep breath.

I have to say that compared to Murong Baichuan, his luck is really good, or rather, Emperor Yingtian is already very tolerant of him.

Come to think of it, Murong Baichuan has been loyal to Emperor Yingtian for thousands of years, but because of this small mistake, even this crying is not a fault, but it was ruthlessly wiped out by Emperor Yingtian.

And he, Mo Fan, has he been against Emperor Yingtian less during this time? Compared with Murong Baichuan, who has just turned into ashes, he can still live until now, which is simply a miracle.

"Miracle? Definitely not, it seems that it can only be because of the difference in status. ”

Mo Fan secretly exhaled a sigh, but suddenly understood a little in his heart.

Murong Baichuan is the minister of the DPRK and China, the director of the finance department, the boss of the administrative agency, and the dog leg personally supported by the emperor Yingtian.

The director of the finance department, the boss of the administrative agency, this status seems to be very high, but in the eyes of Emperor Yingtian, it is obviously nothing, because Emperor Yingtian, like the black dragon, has always regarded himself as a high god.

And in the eyes of God, no matter how high Murong Baichuan's status is, mortals are mortals after all, this one is unhappy, he will kill him when he says he will kill him, and he didn't even frown afterwards.

But Mo Fan is different, he has an identity that is unique, and Murong Baichuan and the kings of the Nine Great Bloodline Families do not have it, that is the Lord of Light!

Although his strength was too weak, Emperor Yingtian never put him in his eyes, but because he was the Lord of Light, even if he repeatedly provoked, Emperor Yingtian just didn't treat him like anything.

"Lord of Light, you seem to be deeply touched? Because of Murong Baichuan, then you don't need this at all!

This is obviously the battle between the three sects and the six factions and the nine bloodline families, this fool is self-righteous, a high-ranking official of an administrative agency, he even dares to meddle in this kind of thing, he deserves to die, and he dares to come here to complain?

However, we are high gods, and you don't need to care so much about the life or death of mortals.

Of course, you are still young and should not have adapted to the identity of God, and you will slowly get used to it later. ”

Glancing at Mo Fan, who was silent and seemed to have something on his mind, Emperor Yingtian shook his head and said a few words lightly.

Mo Fan nodded silently, but didn't say anything.

If he is accustomed to the feeling of superiority, or if he is accustomed to ignoring the lives of mortals, he does not know whether he will be able to do it in the future.

But he hated this feeling, not to mention that they were just lucky enough to be chosen by the Holy Emblem, even if they were really gods, but so what? Do gods have to ignore the life and death of mortals, and must be high up and look down on all beings in the world?

No, if this is God, he Mo Fan would rather be nothing.

At this moment, a tall figure walked into the main hall, it was the leader Yang Fan!

From the time Yang Fan went out to the time he came back, it was less than half an hour before and after, and the efficiency of this aftermath was really not ordinarily high.

And Mo Fan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Commander Yang Fan had already returned, but just now, the entire imperial capital had not erupted with any powerful aura of power.

Obviously, this Yangfan commander strictly followed the instructions of Emperor Yingtian, and did not go to trouble Wu Lao and the others.

But as soon as this Yang Fan Commander spoke, Mo Fan's face changed instantly.

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