Zhang Fan made a move on the divine envoy of the Shenxi Department, everyone thought that he was going to kill people and destroy his mouth, especially the Emperor Poor Sang, he even openly rejected Zhang Fan, indicating that Poor Sang would never help him hide it and help him do the violation, but now, he kept one, what does this mean? It's really puzzling.

No one dares to kill the messenger of the heavenly court, what is the difference between this and rebellion, this kind of behavior is simply looking for death. They resolutely did not believe it, Zhang Fan dared to openly kill the Heavenly Court Envoy and spread the news. But in that case, why didn't he kill it all and leave one left.

Everyone secretly speculated about Zhang Fan's intentions in their hearts.

Zhan Buddha and Xiao Langlang were also very surprised, and Emperor Poor Sang couldn't figure it out, but no matter what, it was an indisputable fact that Cui Shenjun and the Heavenly Soldiers of the Shenxi Department would be killed, for this, Zhang Fan would have to pay the price, no matter what tricks he played, Emperor Poor Sang would not change his original intention to help Xiao Langlang, a friend who was not a brain.

"Hey!" Emperor Poor Sang sighed in his heart, things gather by like, people by groups, his son is a bold master, and the friends he makes don't know what to do.

Such a person turned out to be Yan Jun of Nanfu, and he secretly thought in his heart that if the envoy was killed, he still had to notify the Shenxi Ministry and Heavenly Court as soon as possible, and arrest Zhang Fan as soon as possible, which could also clear up the relationship between Poor Sang and Zhang Fan.

When Emperor Poor Sang was calculating, Zhang Fan walked towards the only remaining heavenly general in the Shenxi Department step by step, that day the general had already been frightened and bloodless, his face was full of horror, looking at Zhang Fan coming, almost scared and fainted, his whole body trembled, poof, he could no longer stand, and knelt on the ground on his knees: "Yan ...... Lord Yanjun, spare your life, spare your life. ”

Zhang Fan said lightly: "Don't worry, since I didn't kill you just now, I won't kill you now, and keeping you is just to let you go back to the Shenxi Department to report the news." ”

"Do you know who I am?"

Of course he knew who Zhang Fan was, Zhang Fan had already reported his name, Nanfu Yanjun Zhang Fan, but he really didn't believe that Zhang Fan would let him go like this, and let him go back to report the news.

What about the crooks?

So, he shook his head decisively.

Zhang Fan said: "Remember clearly, Yan Jun Zhang Fan, the first coffin in Nanfu, recognize my face clearly, go, go back to Heavenly Court to report the news, and say that I, Zhang Fan, are waiting." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, this is too awesome, awesome, is this to challenge the entire heavenly court?

The heavenly general of the Shenxi Department was also completely stunned, he couldn't believe it, and looked at Zhang Fan dumbfounded.

"Why are you still stunned, you really want to die here?"

That day, I suddenly woke up to the fact that Zhang Fan really let himself go, hurriedly got up and walked towards the north of the poor mulberry, and the call to escape was also to the auspicious clouds and flew away, until the person completely disappeared from the field of vision, everyone dared to believe that Zhang Fan really let him go.

Emperor Poor Sang's expression was a little embarrassed, this was a slap in the face alive, and they didn't want him to help hide the intention of killing the messenger of Heavenly Court at all, and even took the initiative to leave the messenger.

The emperor suddenly shouted and said, "Emperor, it's a big disaster, it's a big disaster." ”

Poor Emperor Sang was still a little confused.

"What if that person goes back to Heaven and talks nonsense?" The emperor explained: "If he goes back and says that it is a friend of the prince of Poor Sang who killed Cui Shenjun, won't he also implicate our poor Sang." ”

Poor Emperor Sang's face changed greatly when he heard this.

Xiao Langlang's face also changed, but it was not fear, but anger, this woman came to harm herself again.

"Emperor, you should think of a way, Heavenly Court really wants to blame it, we can't escape the dry cleaning, after all, it was the prince's friend who killed the messenger of Heavenly Court." The queen said with a pale face, her lips trembling, as if she was very worried.

Zhang Fan said: "Benjun does things alone, how can he affect his friends." ”

The emperor said, "Do you deserve it? That's the Heavenly Court Messenger, you have caused us a great disaster. ”

"And what do you mean?" Zhang Fan looked directly at the emperor and queen.

The emperor hurriedly grabbed Emperor Poor Sang and said: "Emperor, the envoy of the Heavenly Court is here to recruit soldiers, and now that he is dying in the Poor Sang, the Heavenly Court will inevitably think more, what should I do if I really use the crime of rebellion to practice the poor Sang?" ”

Emperor Poor Sang completely turned pale, and he had no idea for a while, but when he looked at Xiao Langlang's eyes, the fierce light became even stronger, and it was obvious that he had counted this account on Xiao Langlang's head.

"According to the slave family, it is better to tie up the prince and send it to heaven to ask for guilt."

Wow, as soon as these words came out, the Poor Sang Palace was in an uproar.

Xiao Langlang's eyes widened angrily, this slut will not die if he harms me, he is not vicious, and he actually came up with this trick.

Zhang Fan and Zhan Buddha's faces were condensed, and the words of the heart were the most terrifying.

Emperor Poor Sang looked at Xiao Langlang, his face showed hesitation, Xiao Langlang was his own son after all, let him push his own son into the fire pit, he still couldn't do it, but if he didn't hand over Xiao Langlang, what if Heavenly Court really wanted to blame him.

That woman's viciousness, Xiao Langlang has already seen it, and it is not once or twice that he wants to harm him, he doesn't care, what he cares about is his biological father, Xiao Langlang looked at the poor Sang Emperor sadly: "Emperor, do you really want to hand over your sons?" ”

Emperor Poor Sang hesitated, but the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, "Look at what friends you have made!" ”

These words also scolded Zhang Fan.

Xiao Langlang said: "Emperor Father, if it weren't for the great destruction of the painting realm, we would have died in it, Da Da and the War Buddha are innocent, can the immortal officials of the heavenly court kill people casually?" Can we just let him kill us, and we can't change hands? ”

Emperor Poor Sang said angrily: "You little brute, you dare to talk back, do you know how much trouble you have caused to Poor Sang?" ”

"If you don't repent, die, okay, this emperor will tie you to heaven, and if you want to kill them, you can do whatever they want."

Zhang Fan and Zhan Fo's faces changed greatly, and so did Xiao Langlang, his eyes widened in surprise, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything for a long time, he didn't believe it, his father completely ignored his life and death.

"Come on, take down the prince."

In a word, Xiao Langlang's last illusion was shattered. He stood there motionless, while the queen bit her red lip slightly, her eyes flashed with excitement, she had waited for this day for too long. The guards in the palace waited for a second or two before they stepped forward and came behind Xiao Langlang.

The War Buddha opened his mouth and said, "Poor Sang Emperor, do you really want to send the crown prince to Heaven to surrender?" Heavenly Court may not ask the guilty poor. ”

Emperor Poor Sang glanced at the Buddha and said: "That thing Heavenly Court asks about the poor Sang, when it really comes, the poor Sang is speechless, do you want me to block the life and death of the entire poor Sang?" ”

This sentence profoundly revealed the inner thoughts of Emperor Poor Sang, compared to the comfort of the entire poor Sang, Xiao Langlang was insignificant in his eyes.

Xiao Langlang was completely blinded at this time.

Zhang Fan interjected: "Has Emperor Poor Sang already thought clearly, this is your own son." He was also angry in his heart, how could there be such a father in this world.

Is there really no family affection in the emperor's house?

Seeing Zhang Fan speak, the poor Sang's guards didn't dare to do anything, Zhang Fan was easy to kill, which made them very jealous.

"Why are you still stunned? He was also tied up and sent to the heavenly court to be brought to justice. ”

A few guards had just tied up Xiao Langlang.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan put his hand on Xiao Langlang's shoulder: "Don't worry, I will never let you have anything." "This matter, to some extent, is inseparable from Zhang Fan.

Compared with his father, Zhang Fan and Zhan Buddha made Xiao Langlang feel a trace of warmth, and Xiao Langlang squeezed out a smile with difficulty. "It's okay, it's cheap."

The dignified poor prince actually said that he was a cheap life?

It seems that he is disheartened.

At this time, a peaceful sound resounded above the sky, and the light was scattered from the sky, it was auspicious clouds, auspicious clouds stretched for several miles, and it was full of heavenly soldiers and generals, densely packed, like a sea of people, and there was no end in sight, and the entire sky was almost filled with heavenly soldiers and generals.

"Oh no, the Heavenly Court army is overwhelmed."

"It's over, it's over......"

Emperor Poor Sang's face changed greatly, his brush turned white, and he glared at Xiao Langlang fiercely, "You are a disobedient son, look at the trouble you caused, Poor Sang was killed by you." ”