"Remember...... Remember, if you provoke your senior brother again, you will bear the consequences. Wu Die wanted to cry without tears.

How did she know that Zhang Zhiyue's ashes had to be sent by Xia Qingchen in person.

"It's good to understand. Xia Qingchen said indifferently: "Cut off your own arm!"

What the?

Cutting off an arm?

How serious are the consequences of a martial arts person cutting off an arm?

What's more, Wu Die is still a woman, how can she marry from now on?

The consequences are too serious.

"Senior brother, please be merciful, I am willing to bear other punishments. Wu Die was so anxious that tears came out of her eyes.

Xia Qingchen said lightly: "Other punishments? ”

Either cut off one of your arms or die.

Wu Die's face turned pale, her lips were clenched tightly, and her heart fell into great despair.

"Presumptuous!" Pavilion Master Chen could no longer sit idly by, he was furious and aggressive: "As a disciple of the Nebula Sect, you are vicious and ruthless, I will definitely sue the sect and expose your various evil deeds!"

said that, blocking in front of Wu Die.

Tell Xia Qingchen with actions that he will never let Xia Qingchen hurt Wu Die at all.

Xia Qingchen looked at him lightly: "Wu Die is right, you should shut up." ”

Pavilion Master Chen was not afraid, and said with a long smile: "Do you really think that the disciples of the Nebula Sect are amazing? The old man is also a member of the Nebula Sect, so why be afraid of you...... Yellow Hair ...... Ah, my lord!"

He couldn't say any more, and his eyes widened.

Because Xia Qingchen took out a messenger token from his bosom.

It's also the highest token.

Seeing this token, it is like seeing the Lord of the Great Cloud Buddha!

"See the envoy, the villain deserves death, contradict the adult, please punish the adult. "The old body of the old pavilion lord trembled violently, and he trembled.

Xia Qingchen took back the token and said indifferently: "Go on your knees." ”

"Yes! Yes!" Pavilion Master Chen hurriedly stepped aside and knelt on the ground.

An old head, like a rotten apple, hung deeply, and its face was as pale as paper.

Xia Qingchen didn't even look at him, and looked at Wu Die coldly: "Do you want me to do it myself?"

Wu Die's face turned pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

If Xia Qingchen did it himself, it might be as simple as breaking an arm.

Gritting her teeth, she took out the dagger.

A cold light flashed, and her left arm was broken off at the shoulder.

The blood flowed like a torrent, she endured the severe pain, bit her lip and said, "Senior brother, is it okay?"

Xia Qingchen wiped away the coldness in his eyes: "The grievances between you and me have been written off, but your father has not." ”

He glanced at the twelfth pillar of incense that had burned to the end: "Time, there is still half of it." ”

Wu Die woke up like a dream, covered his broken arm, and hurriedly ordered out: "Quick! Let my father come and kneel!"

Several attendants who were watching changed their faces and hurriedly ran back to the palace.

At this time.

In the palace, the monarch is discussing with several princes.

"As soon as Zhang Wangya goes, the frontier army he has mastered for many years must be rectified, and if necessary, he will not hesitate to wash the cronies he has cultivated!"

In addition, Duoduo fabricated the heinous crime of Zhang Wangya to strictly prevent the people from complaining about it. ”

Several princes knew it well and nodded one after another.

"Father, after this incident, our Wu royal family will continue to be immortal for hundreds of years, it is really a grand event!"

"Hehe, it's ridiculous that there is that inexplicable person, asking my father to kneel down, and I don't see who our royal family relies on. ”

......

As he spoke, the guards hurriedly came to report.

"Oh no, Your Majesty!" said the guard incoherently, "Her Royal Highness the princess had her arm cut off, no, she cut it herself." ”

The monarch's color changed, and he said calmly: "Speak clearly!"

The guard adjusted his emotions and said again: "The disciple of the Nebula Sect who sent the ashes forced Her Royal Highness the princess to cut off her own arm!"

What the!

"What about Pavilion Master Chen, isn't he around, why didn't he protect Die'er?" the monarch hurriedly asked.

Wu Die is the pillar of the royal family.

The guard's face swelled with great fear: "Pavilion Master Chen is kneeling to the side!"

Kneeling to the side?

The monarch's heart sank inexplicably, and his voice became cautious: "What is the identity of that Nebula Sect disciple?"

The guard said, "I don't know, but Pavilion Master Chen calls the other party a special envoy!"

Hiss!

The monarch gasped, he heard Wu Die say.

In the sect, only those who are senior intermediate disciples and above are qualified to accept the appointment of the sect and patrol the world as special envoys.

He was flustered and at a loss.

"Your Majesty, princess, please hurry up and kneel, it's too late. ”

At this time, the king remembered that the envoy had given him an hour to pass and knelt in front of the coffin.

He got up in horror and hurriedly said: "Quick, prepare the sedan chair, no, it's a horse, the best fast horse!"

Soon.

The monarch of the Principality of the Iron Horse, riding alone, rushed out of the palace.

Behind him, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty followed closely and chased after him.

General's Palace.

The atmosphere in front of the mourning hall seemed to freeze.

No one spoke, no one even gasped loudly.

Because, Xia Qingchen sat under the tree and did not move.

He didn't move, and no one dared to move.

He did not speak, and no one dared to speak.

It wasn't until the twenty-fourth pillar of incense burned to the end that Zhang Wangya swallowed a mouthful of saliva and reminded in a very slight voice: "My lord, incense, it's burned!"

At this time, Xia Qingchen slowly opened his eyes.

"The incense is over, and the person has not arrived, then, I will go to him in person!" Xia Qingchen's words were very calm.

But anyone can hear the coldness hidden inside.

The royal family, five steps to be splattered with blood because of this!

At this moment, a horse neighed.

There was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe with messy Chinese characters, who ran in in a panic.

He glanced at Wu Die, who had a broken arm, at Pavilion Master Chen, who was kneeling on the side, and then at the unfamiliar Xia Qingchen.

Finally, he took a look at the incense that was about to burn through, and immediately fell to the ground, kowtowing three times in a row towards Zhang Zhiyue's coffin.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm wrong!"

Kowtow once, and then say a word.

After knocking, he still knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xia Qingchen: "The envoy of the Nebula Sect is coming, and he is not welcomed." ”

Xia Qingchen glanced at the incense that could be extinguished, and said lightly: "Count yourself lucky." ”

These four words frightened the monarch and Wu Die's hearts beating wildly.

Just now, Xia Qingchen was indeed preparing to kill the monarch with his own hands.

The monarch said in a trembling voice: "I know my mistake below, please be kind to the envoy." ”

Xia Qingchen looked at him calmly, and said slowly: "You Zen position, in the future, Zhang Wangya will be in charge of the Iron Horse Principality." ”

This is tantamount to a bolt from the blue.

The monarch was about to plead, but found that Wu Die was secretly giving himself a look and stopped talking.

Because she understands very well that Xia Qingchen still has unfinished killing intent.

If you anger him, you may kill the king now.

"The royal family also moved out of the Principality of Iron Horse and will not return for the rest of their lives. Xia Qingchen said lightly. 2k reading web