In this way, the two monsters also followed Wu Mian and Yan Zheng into the palace. At this time, the palace was already in chaos, and the guards inside and outside the palace no longer knew where they went. Attendants and guards carrying burdens kept running out of it, and the bodies of dead people could be seen everywhere.

Wu Mian seems to be familiar with such a scene, Wu Mian experienced it many years ago when Qin was destroyed. It's just that that the return of his side turned into a Yan Tribulation, and there was another hundred Wuqiu and Xiao Rensan. At the moment, the inner servant who led the road couldn't care about these dead people. At this time, there was no chariot and horse that could not enter the palace, and the chamberlain instructed the coachman to drive the carriage directly to a palace in the palace.

Although the palace was already in chaos, the hall was still surrounded by thousands of guards. Other chamberlains, guards, and others loot in other places, and these guards will not care, but if anyone dares to approach this hall, they will be killed by the guards of the guards.

When Wu Mian and the others got down from the carriage, there were already seven or eight corpses shot like hedgehogs outside the main hall.

"Mr. Wu Mian and Mr. Yan Zhai, please arrive!" After the guards got out of the carriage, they did not dare to approach the main hall easily. From afar, he kept shouting inside: "Mr. Wu Mian, Mr. Yan Zai, please come to ......"

A moment later, a samurai in full armor appeared in the main hall. This person didn't pay attention to the chamberlain, and said directly to Wu Mian and Yan Zai: "Your Majesty has been waiting for the two gentlemen for a long time, please come with me to ......" After speaking, the warrior took the two of them through the layers of guards and entered the palace.

After entering, the two found that it had been arranged into an altar. Twenty or thirty monks sat cross-legged on the ground, and Wang Mang sat in the middle of it. Everyone, including Wang Mang, was led by a person in charge, reciting some kind of scripture that Wu Mian had never heard of.

Wang Mang didn't seem to see Wu Mian and them come in, and waited until the entire scripture was recited, and the monk in charge raised the ritual instrument to worship the heavens and shouted: "The earth emperor Wang Mang respects the heavens and salutes the ......", and then Wang Mang got up with the support of the attendants beside him. smiled and said to Wu Mian: "Mr. Wu Mian, compared to what I saw a year ago, has I changed a little?" ”

"Change?" After Wu Mian looked Wang Mang up and down, he spoke again in his characteristic tone: "Your Majesty, is this a refinement?" Have you done enough to be a human being and want to become a monster? ”

One sentence choked Wang Mang's words back, and after the emperor of the new dynasty swallowed this breath easily, he said again: "Mr. Wu Mian said that he laughed, how can people become demons?" The change I am talking about is my body, I have been blessed by the heavens, can I already bear the power of the elixir? ”

When he said this, Wang Mang also took the initiative to take a step forward, so that Wu Mian could carefully see the changes in his body. Unexpectedly, the white-haired man didn't even look at it, and after laughing strangely, he said, "If praying to God for blessing works, then there are immortal white hairs everywhere now." ”

After Wu Mian finished speaking, Wang Mang was silent for a moment. Then he said a little gloomy: "So I still only have a fifty percent chance of receiving the power of the medicine?" I've done so much, and it's still only fifty percent ......."

"Who said you only have fifty percent?" Wu Mian finally looked at Wang Mang again, originally the emperor of the new dynasty thought that there would be some turnaround. didn't expect the white-haired man to say anything more, and poured a bucket of cold water on his newly ignited hope: "I pray for blessings every day and night, and your body is almost ruined." I don't know what chance you had before, but now you only have a 30% chance of being able to overcome the power of the medicine at most......"

After listening to Wu Mian's words, Wang Mang seemed to be crazy. kicked over the altar, and then shouted hysterically: "Sancheng! Isn't there fifty percent! Why did it suddenly become three! Who said that if you receive the favor of God, you will be blessed? What about the blessings that have been bestowed upon me? Why is it that only three have become ......?"

Speaking of this, Wang Mang paused for a moment, and suddenly opened his mouth and vomited. I saw that in addition to the undigested corn, he spit out some unburned rune paper residues. After Wu Mian glanced at it inadvertently, he frowned with some disgust and said, "Your Majesty is really bold, you dare to send anything into your mouth." Well, I just said a little more. Now it's only two out of ten at most—one and a half chances......"

"Ichisei ...... Wang Mang closed his eyes in despair, paused for a long time, and when he opened his eyes again, Wang Mang's eyes had turned blood-red. At that moment, the new emperor said again: "Guards, come in!" These monks are intent on murdering me, dismembering their bodies and dragging their bodies out to feed the dogs! ”

The guards guarding the palace are all dead soldiers personally selected by Wang Mang over the years, although there have been large soldiers outside Chang'an City. However, these people were still loyal to the new emperor, and at that moment, dozens of guards with weapons in their hands rushed in from outside the main hall. The howling monks were dragged out of the door, wanting to finish off the monks outside the main hall.

Unexpectedly, Wang Mang said with a gloomy face: "Just do it here, I want to watch them die with my own eyes......"

With that, the guards had already drawn their blades and slashed at the monks. In a burst of screams, the monks had been slaughtered. These monks relied on Wang Mang's support before, and they were powerful and blessed in Chang'an City. In the name of praying for Wang Mang to build a shrine, it also happened from time to time to snatch and force people to die. At that time, the two scourges in Chang'an City, except for Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Rensan, who often came out to play drunkenness, were these monks.

A few guards were red-eyed, and after killing the monks around them, they actually pounced on Wu Mian and a few people. When Wang Mang was about to say something to stop him, he saw that Bai Wuqiu had already rushed out of Wu Mian's side. grabbed the two guards one by one, and slammed the heads of the two people together in front of Wang Mang.

With the sound of unripe watermelons colliding together, the heads of the two guards disappeared into a cloud of blood. The red and white things inside splashed all over the body, except for this second stunned man, even the white auspicious clothes on Wang Mang's body were stained with a lot.

This suddenly made Wang Mang wake up from his rage, and at that moment he hurriedly stopped the other guards who were about to rush up: "Stop! There's nothing to do with you here. Stand down......"

After watching the guards retreat, Wang Mang felt as if he had a serious illness. He staggered a few steps, leaned on the altar that he kicked over, sighed heavily, looked up at Wu Mian, who was looking at him coldly, and said, "I have a little gaffe, which makes Mr. Wu Mian smile." When the Empress Dowager Fu of the former dynasty caused trouble for the elixir of life, I was still laughing at her. I didn't expect that today's retribution would have reached my head, if it weren't for the obsession with immortality. How could I let a good new dynasty become like this, when the Empress Dowager Fu died violently, I thought that I still saw life and death. Unexpectedly, after becoming an emperor, he became obsessed with immortality......"

When he said this, Wang Mang picked up the wine jug on the ground for the gods. After taking a big mouthful of mouth-to-mouth, he prayed repeatedly and had never eaten seriously, but now he reacted immediately after the wine went down, and bent over again and vomited. Yan Zheng shook his head after taking a look, walked to Wang Mang's side, and helped him up.

"Now that the matter is over, Your Majesty should force it for the time being" Yan Zheng sighed, reciting the love of a monarch and minister in the past, and continued to say to Wang Mang: "Since you have seen life and death, you can simply let go of the world together." If you are willing to give up the world, Yan Zheng will protect you from the city. Away from this land of right and wrong......"

Before Yan Zheng finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly came from the air: "I finally changed the national fortune, you want to change it back, then it won't work......" As he spoke, the door of the main hall opened, and the Lord of the Heavenly Tower, who was wearing a grimace mask, walked in from outside with a few people.