At the end of the hour, the gate of the Inner Palace slowly opened on time.

"Silence! Your Majesty has arrived!"

Accompanied by the sound of the door opening, a slightly sharp voice was a man's voice, and then a heavy and solemn atmosphere came to his face. So much so that the people waiting at the gate of the Inner Imperial City all stopped chatting and looked at each other with nervous and curious eyes.

Qin Fan was also very curious, even more curious than others.

What does His Majesty the Emperor look like?

Is it as moody as in the Earth TV series?

The so-called companion is like a tiger, is it that the people around him have to be careful all the time?

Also, do you want to kneel down to greet you?

Under his expectation, a dragon chariot appeared leisurely in sight.

This is a blue-white dragon chariot, unknown material, as if it was cast from jade. The lid is about a meter high, and the golden dome is inlaid with four round plates engraved with some kind of strange pattern, as if it were some kind of mysterious formation.

The disc also has a gold hanging cloud, and there are three layers of gold cloud plates pasted around it.

The curtain is made of three layers of green satin, each layer embroidered with golden clouds and dragon feathers.

There was a strange ribbon tied to the wheel, and Qin Fan could feel the powerful power contained in it.

The door hangs a bead curtain, and under the slight swing, there is an occasional crisp sound, which is pleasant.

The dragon chariot stopped at the gate of the Inner Imperial City, and a middle-aged man wearing a golden crown and a dragon robe lifted the bead curtain slightly, appearing in the realization of everyone.

The majestic and terrifying pressure is coming.

It's spiritual pressure!

That majesty's body exuded an incomparably rich spiritual power fluctuation, much more powerful than anyone Qin Fan had ever met. It's like real pressure, as if it can crush people.

Qin Fan's heart suddenly produced a heavy burden, so much so that the head he was holding up couldn't help but hang down respectfully.

His legs began to tremble violently, and the cold sweat on his forehead dripped down in large drops, and Qin Fan had the urge to kneel.

Thump.

The sounds of hula and la around him attracted his attention.

Quietly turning their heads, many people chose to kneel on their knees and bow respectfully.

But there were still a few people still standing there, not moving.

Including Leng Qian, the strongest people are persevering.

Everyone showed a more or less solemn look.

Only the strong man who was invincible in defense, holding his arms and smirking, seemed to be completely unimpressed.

Qin Fan wanted to raise his head to take a look at His Majesty the Emperor's appearance, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't.

Standing alone had already consumed all of his strength.

Only the noble gold of that body, under the momentary glimpse of the moment before bowing his head, was reflected in his heart.

"Presumptuous, when you see Your Majesty in person, you still don't kneel down to greet you? This is a great disrespect, a crime of killing your head!"

It was the same high-pitched man's duckling voice calling again.

Immediately, the pressure on his body became even heavier.

This time, it was not only from His Majesty the Emperor's spiritual pressure, but also from several different spiritual pressures and glances at the same time.

There are strong and weak, but each is unfathomable.

The strength is estimated to be above the eighth or ninth layer of the Innate Realm.

Seem...... If you don't suppress them to kneel and kowtow, you won't stop?

Squeaking, Qin Fan seemed to be able to hear the protest and pain coming from his bones, as well as the trembling and fear from his heart.

His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and his body was as heavy as a mountain.

It's as if a voice is constantly telling him: Kneel, kneel, as long as you kneel, you don't have to face so much pressure.

However, Qin Fan was furious.

This royal man is really more domineering than the other.

Stubborn, the more you ask me to kneel, the more Lao Tzu will not kneel.

As if sensing his determination, the Deep Cold Heart Method began to operate wildly autonomously, and at the same time, the Frost Sword gave Qin Fan great courage, and the cold air flowed into his heart, dispelling his sense of fear.

"Plop. ”

knelt down several times again, and this time, including the tall thin and gloomy man with poisonous spiritual power and Leng Qian, they finally knelt.

Of those standing, only three people remained.

Qin Fan, Xiao Mu, and strong men.

The strong man scratched his head, his expression seemed a little hesitant, and finally he made the same choice as everyone else.

There was another kneeling sound, and this time, it was Xiao Mu.

But he only knelt on one knee as a sign of respect.

"Brother Qin, don't be reckless, now is enough to show your strength and will. If you persist any longer, it will be really disrespectful, don't annoy Your Majesty, it won't do you any good. A small voice came into Qin Fan's ears, and it was Xiao Mu who was persuading him.

But as soon as he heard Xiao Mu's natural words, Qin Fan was very unhappy.

He knew that this was Xiao Mu's kind reminder, but ......

Why? You are an immortal cultivator, he is just a mortal! He is the tenth level of the Innate Realm, you are the Bigu Realm! Kneel is he respects him? Then why doesn't he kneel for you?

You are obviously stronger than him, why do you kneel to him, and you still kneel as a matter of course?

Just because he is the Son of Heaven, is he the emperor?

Wrong!

Is it because of his strength?

Not right either!

It's because of the power he has!

The resources of the whole country are in his hands, and all the strong people serve him, because he is strong, so he must kneel for him!

Isn't that the same as ...... Give in?

It is not wrong for the weak to give in to the strong and to obey the strong.

But that doesn't mean everyone has to be like this!

Cultivating immortals is against the sky.

Even heaven and earth are not afraid, the self-proclaimed 'Son of Heaven', what is so terrible?

If you are afraid, don't cultivate immortals.

Brother Xiao stood up that night to help him out...... In the final analysis, isn't it just 'bullying the weak'?

If his strength wasn't that strong, then he might not have stood up at that time.

Suddenly, Qin Fan was a little inexplicably disappointed.

It's like the original idol has suddenly become ordinary and ordinary.

Kneel, kneel.

I, don't kneel!

Seeing that Qin Fan was unmoved, Xiao Mu became even more anxious, and his tone became a little heavier: "Brother Qin, those who know the times are Junjie, this is not the slightest benefit to you, you must know that the gun shoots the first bird." Why do you want to offend Your Majesty for no reason? Aren't you still going to the secret realm? Kneel down, and you will have a piece of meat? Why do you have to be reckless and annoy Your Majesty?"

"Get on your knees, Your Majesty is angry, you will be hurt. ”

Xiao Mu's voice just fell, this time it was Leng Qian's voice, she sounded a little anxious, and she was still secretly pulling his trouser leg.

In addition to them, Qin Fan could also feel several other stunned or mocking gazes, and at this moment, everyone was all focused on him.

One of them's gaze became particularly sharp, and even if he lowered his head, he could clearly feel the anger in his gaze—the most massive spiritual pressure had finally begun to change at this time.

"Hmph. ”

The Son of Heaven was angry, and the people around him were shocked by this anger.

The spiritual pressure that was originally scattered on everyone was all concentrated on Qin Fan alone.

It seems that he will not be suppressed to his knees, and he will never give up.

"Diao Min, don't kneel down yet!" the voices of several men and women sounded loudly.

"Kneel!" the attendants and maids shouted in unison.

"Kneel!" shouted everyone.

"Kneel!" "Kneel!"

Wave after wave of sound brought overwhelming momentum and increasing pressure, but it also aroused the unyielding in Qin Fan's bones.

Rumble!

Suddenly!

The silent roar sounded in Qin Fan's heart!

His whole body was shocked, his face was instantly as pale as paper, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Fan understood what Leng Qian said would hurt, what was going on.

It turns out that spiritual pressure is not only pressure, but also invisible.

Or rather, this is absolute power.

'It's really tyrannical, just a mortal, but the shelf is bigger than that of an immortal. The original Frozen Sword Immortal was not as arrogant as this so-called Son of Heaven. ’

Qin Fan, why don't you kneel down for him? I can feel your fear, so what are you holding on? Is it difficult to kneel for a while? Is it more difficult than enduring pressure than to be injured?'

The voice of frost joking quietly appeared in Qin Fan's heart.

Is she even trying to persuade me?

Is it really pointless for me to do this?

Do I have to go with the flow?

No, that's not right!

Yes, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid that I won't be able to enter the secret realm because of willfulness, I'm afraid that I won't be able to avenge those people. But Frost, I'm not reconciled, I don't want to kneel. If I had to say why...... Maybe it's because I don't want to embarrass the immortal master I've never met, and I don't want to embarrass myself. I don't kneel to the sky, I don't kneel to the earth, I don't kneel to immortals, I don't kneel to gods, and I don't kneel to people. Just when I ...... It's a stunned young man who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back. ’

In fact, I also know the truth that rigidity is easy to bend, but someone once told me that to be a man, we must rather bend than bend, and would rather die than bend. I grew up listening to this sentence until the man died in front of me, and I promised him at that time that I would do it, even for the sake of the man I would never see again, and I would not kneel. Frost, if you can, please give me a hand!'

The man...... It's his father. True Father, Father on Earth.

Since he was a child, he has been a hero-like man in his mind.

My father is a little policeman, and because of his personality, he has offended many people at work, and many villains have also offended his boss and are hated. No matter how hard you try, you can't improve.

How did he die? He was burned alive to protect him.

On that day, there was a fire in the house, and his father rushed out of the fire with him in his arms, and finally burned beyond recognition, and it was miserable.

He did not know who the prisoner was, nor who the messenger was.

There is no way to take revenge, there is no way anymore. So, how could he let down his father's spirit in heaven? How dare he forget this teaching?

'Silly boy, what a look. Is this our fate?'

After that, Bingshuang also let out a coquettish laugh, and Qin Fan, who was laughing, looked inexplicable.