Wang Yu suddenly rushed to the little emperor!

Everyone was stunned at this time!

Wang Yu leaped up in mid-air and transformed into a zombie form, his fangs swelling and his nails stretching, and he saw that he was about to approach Luo Zi, who was defenseless in a wheelchair. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Only Jiang Yunlai's face changed drastically, and he rushed forward to save the driver.

For a while, everyone reacted, and Su Jian, who had already shown white hair, shouted in horror: "Help!" ”

Jiang Youwen pounced with his body, wanting to block this move for Luo Zi.

Jiao Mande was so frightened that his legs were a little weak.

- But they couldn't make it.

Because Wang Yu was much closer to the little emperor than they were.

"Presumptuous!"

Just when everyone thought that the emperor was in danger and wanted to save the driver, Luo Zi, who was still in the form of a child in a wheelchair, saw this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he glared angrily at Wang Yu, who was full of devastation but menacing, and shouted: "How dare the criminals!" ”

Then he raised his hand, and the slender hand that was originally hidden in the sleeve of the wide dragon robe stretched out, his palm open, and his palm was facing Wang Yu who was flying towards him.

Then a terrifying and angry gush out!

Just a fraction of a second, Wang Yu's elongated jet-black nails were almost about to pierce Luo Zi's palm, but the energy impacted, wave after wave, there was no stagnation, Wang Yu's already full of scars, it was already slowly recovering, but then the strength of the tear, the scars became more and more open, Wang Yu's blue and black complexion gradually could not be maintained, and returned to the color of ordinary people's flesh, and then the skin and flesh were torn, and his face was covered with blood.

All the ministers in the hall stood firmly, resisting the strength that flowed out, and in an instant, the robe was flying all over the hall.

And Wang Yu, who was in the center of the qi, closed his eyelids and wanted to hold it, but-

"Bang"!

Wang Yu's bloodshot eyes were shattered because he couldn't stand the squeezing of his energy!

Two lines of blood mixed with an unidentified white fluid flowed down.

Wang Yu also immediately said, "Ah! It flew upside down and smashed into the blackstone-hewn beams.

The sound of "click" kept sounding, which was the sound of broken bones in Wang Yu's body.

"Poof!" Wang Yu broke the sack and fell to the floor, black dirty blood flowed out, spreading towards the place where the ministers bowed and bowed, and even the nearest courtier: Qin Yi, the squire of the military department, was only not far away.

But at this moment, no one dared to move.

Even Su Jian didn't dare to raise his eyes at this moment-

Because the little emperor often looks immature, and even has a cute face, but at this moment he shows a hideous appearance, I saw him wave his robe to retract his strength, and the blood-red eyes of the immortal young emperor don't know when they have appeared, and they have been nearly purple, adding a bit of demonic and awe-inspiring to this little body.

However, his expression at the moment was violent, and his eyes were full of madness, and a pair of long ivory-white fangs did not know when they had protruded from his lips, which was a little more terrifying than the pair of Wang Yu who had just sucked the blood of the people in the village and was full of strength.

"Roar!" Luo Zi roared at Wang Yu, who had just invaded him, as he fell to the ground.

The long nails stretched out and jade-white, sinking deep into the handles of Nanmu's wheelchair.

However, at this time, Wang Yu had no life at all.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......"

For a long time, Jiang Yunlai, the superintendent of the imperial history, called timidly.

He pressed his head against the cooler stone floor in a cold sweat, his thighs trembled, his hands trembled with fear, his vest was soaked, his eyes were uncertain, but his thoughts did not dare to act rashly-

Since the resurrection for a long time, His Majesty has always seemed moody, although His Majesty was like this during his lifetime, everyone is not surprised, but originally, because His Majesty has not made a move over the years, and because he has missed the hour because of awakening, he has to sit in a wheelchair, and the yin qi is too heavy, and he is still a child, and the yin and yang are not in tune, resulting in no growth for several years......

All in all......

In addition, there are a small number of ministers who have strong abilities, and they think that His Majesty has ......

Then his eyes turned red.

Get jealous.

Unwilling to get up.

Privately, the means are constantly ......

For example, the old minister Su and Su, who seem to be "loyal" and "treat him like a grandson".

For example, Lord Wang Yu, who had just died tragically.

Another example......

Myself.

Jiang Yunlai thought that he had such a rebellious thought, and he was still at the heart of such a powerful majesty.

The horror in his eyes trembled.

And Jiang Yunlai believed that it must be more than himself, and he was very frightened by this.

Luo Zi heard Jiang Yunlai's whisper.

His complexion quickly returned to his composure.

Raising his eyes, in a trance, the little majesty in front of him seemed to have become the noble, arrogant, cold, transcendent status, but powerless little Zhengtai.

Delicate facial features, delicate and translucent skin, big but shiny eyes, and an ungrown figure......

But when he looked at Luo Zi in a wheelchair after waking up before, his eyes gradually filled with contempt, disdain, blasphemy and desire, but at this moment they were full of jealousy and fear, respect and obedience.

Gradually, the best heads lowered deeply, and then completely slammed on the ground, not daring to make the slightest movement.

"Drag it off."

The young emperor spoke lightly, his eyes were cold, and his tone was calm.

"Dirty my eyes!"

There was a hint of disgust in his eyes, but his mouth was only like saying "It's a nice day."

"Yes!"

Jiang Yunlai hurriedly tilted his head and waved to his subordinates on the side.

"Spread my will," the young emperor said lightly, and his cold eyes glanced at the "loyal" old minister Su Jian who was kneeling down, "In the future, Su Aiqing will be the guardian of the city of the Dark Moon that the criminal ministers have divided." ”

Su Jian's face turned pale, his body trembled, but his head was lowered, and he responded: "Weichen obeys the order......"

Wechen.

It's no longer an old minister.

Then the young emperor Luo Zi's eyes swept over Jiang Youwen, who was close to him, and a ray of real relief flashed in his eyes, and said: "Since Su Aiqing already has a new fief, the original Falling Moon City assigned to Su Aiqing will ......."

At this point, almost all the ministers pricked up their ears—

When he first woke up, the supernatural world was actually in chaos.

However, there are still a few majestic things standing in the yin and yang, which are famous.

For example, at this time, the young emperor Houming force established by Luo Zi is now occupying one of the two major cities: Falling Moon City.

Originally, it belonged to the main city of the thousand-year-old ghost "New Year's Day King" (the evil ghost who died on New Year's Day, and later the power developed, and it was simply called the New Year's Day King), and was later taken down by the mana of the ministers under Luo Ziza.

It is a place where even a profound Taoist priest has to be a man with his tail between his legs.

It was originally given to Su Jian by the young emperor.

But now......

"I remember, Jiang has Wenjiang Aiqing, and he hasn't been able to divide the real fief."

Jiang Youwen raised his head in surprise, raised it halfway and quickly lowered it, with both expectation and awe in his eyes.

"I'll leave it to Jiang Qing."

The young emperor seemed to be sharing a cricket that he had raised before his death for his palace maids to play, sealing a big city.

"Look at Jiang Qing, live up to my trust." (To be continued.) )