Chapter 182: Fortune is going to do it?

Shen Lichuan's words made the audience fall silent.

Everyone didn't even dare to breathe hard, for fear of disturbing His Highness the Holy Son's mood.

They wondered in their hearts, knowing that Leng Mingyue had helped the Holy Son, and the Holy Son had also given heavy thanks, but the current situation was a little delicate.

The Holy Son should have rushed to celebrate his mother's birthday at the same time, and "by the way" brought the owner of the Zhao family to help the Leng family, right?

"Untouchables! This prime minister has no grievances or enmity with you, why do you want to frame me! ”

Jiang Zhenshan, who was in a panic, stabilized his mind, grabbed the last straw, and kowtowed to Shen Lichuan:

"Your Royal Highness, what this prime minister has done can be learned from heaven and earth, and he has never stopped working hard for your homeland, Yanguo.

Don't be fooled by Miss Leng's words, she thinks that Prime Minister Ben is the mastermind behind everything, but Prime Minister Ben is innocent! ”

Jiang Zhenshan guessed that Leng Mingyue must have helped the Holy Son by herself, so she entrusted the Holy Son to help.

But Leng Mingyue is still too naΓ―ve, he Jiang Zhenshan has become the prime minister of Zuo all the way from Shangshu, not only relying on his sister Jiang Guifei.

On the side of running the Zhao family's business, he didn't show his tail at all, even if Shen Lichuan was a holy son, he couldn't be sentenced to death just based on the words of a few people!

"Jiang Zhenshan, you are so ruthless, you forced us!"

An owner's right hand was charged, patted on his dantian, and sucked out the soul stone that contained his lifelong cultivation.

"I am willing to make an oath and make a life oath at the cost of cultivating my whole body, and strongly prove that the Zhao family's business name is Jiang Zhenshan's conspiracy, if there is any falsehood, let me bleed from my seven orifices, and I will not die well!"

Boom, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, shattering the owner's soul stone, but the others were intact.

"Isn't this the soul oath of the Supreme God Kingdom?" Someone finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"The Holy Son actually informed outsiders of his oath, do you know that this violates the rules of the Supreme Kingdom of God?"

"The owner was not injured, which shows that everything is really Jiang Zhenshan's conspiracy!"

"Oh my God, tonight's events are too scary......"

They originally thought that this was a frontal attack on the "real lady" and a "distant relative in the country".

Who would have thought that it was a public meeting of the crimes of Jiang Zhenshan, the prime minister of a country, and his daughter.

A touch of complexity flashed across Leng Mingyue's face.

"Soul oath ......" Jiang Zhenshan sat back, his whole body was weak, and he read these words in a low voice.

He stared at Shen Lichuan with wide eyes, he couldn't believe that Shen Lichuan would do this for Leng Mingyue!

The Supreme Divine Kingdom has strict rules, and Shen Lichuan should know better than anyone the price of doing so!

"Jiang Zhenshan, as an important minister of the Yan Kingdom, you have violated the law of officials not engaging in business, involving a huge amount of money, and it is a death penalty." Lai Yu looked at Jiang Zhenshan coldly:

"Sending someone to assassinate the refiner and snatch the blueprint of the Qingfeng Order is a death sentence."

"Instructed Leng Huayan to forge his identity and use treacherous tricks many times to occupy the first business name of Yan Kingdom, which is a death sentence."

The persecution of Miss Leng is a death penalty.

The tone of the calamity is not emotional: "Punish you for several crimes, you have a last word to say." ”

Sen's cold tone made Jiang Zhenshan subconsciously step back, and when he turned around, he saw a pair of snow-white little boots come into view.

He looked up and saw that Rifle was already standing behind him at some point.

The little dwarf doll had a happy smile on her face.

"If you don't have a last word, Rifle is going to do it?"

The lovely guard immediately laid down coercion and fixed Jiang Zhenshan, who was cultivated lower than himself, and he put one hand into Jiang Zhenshan's chest, and gently took out the warm and beating dirty heart, which was connected to the blood vessels.