Chapter Forty-Seven: Suppression
On the right side of the main hall, a figure wearing a black large-sleeved dragon robe and a flat crown slowly walked up to the high platform, and then turned around to face the many banquet guests.
At this time, Fan Ren and Liu Yu saw clearly. The shape of this ghost king's flat crown is somewhat peculiar. The hat was in the shape of a cup, as if it was glued to the top of the ghost king's head. Revealing the big shiny bald head of the ghost king.
Not only that, but the ghost king also hung a string of Buddhist beads on his chest, which was really a little incomprehensible.
"Fellow travellers, today this king is enthroned. It's a blessing. Therefore, we invite all of you to come. Celebrate together. ”
The bald ghost king sat on the dragon chair and raised the wine cup on the wine table. He said, "Now this king is on the throne." Rebuild the glory of my Chen Dynasty, and it will be the joy of my marriage in the near future, and the princes in the audience will wait until I get married. and began to conquer the world. At that time, I would like to ask you to help me. Wait until the restoration of the Chen Dynasty. Zhu Qing talks about meritorious deeds. Naturally, there will be a public position. ”
That King Chen's voice just fell. There were bursts of commotion in the audience.
Apparently. They didn't expect that after eating a banquet, they would be put on the big ship of rebellion by this King Chen.
King Chen narrowed his eyes, and his gaze skimmed over the faces of the creatures in the audience. Then he spoke: "Who is in favor." Who is against? ”
"I'm against it."
Under the stage, an orc-like monster wearing a cheongsam from the former Qing Dynasty ran out, baring two shiny fangs, and glared angrily at King Chen on the throne: "What kind of thing are you, and you dare to be called the emperor?" ”
King Chen on the throne squinted his eyes and spoke, and his voice sounded in the somewhat crowded hall like Hong Zhong Dalu: "You are just a wild boar who has become a sperm, and you don't even have a human body, and you dare to stop my great cause?" ”
As he spoke, King Chen flicked the sleeves of his dragon robe, and two dark green rays shot out and hit the monster's head directly.
But for a moment. The bleeding monster screamed and turned into a huge boar.
"Soul Chasing Nails?"
A golden light flashed in Fan Ren's eyes. Xie Miao's voice came from his ears. "It seems that Chen Baxian's story is eighty percent true"
"How?"
"You've been a ghost for a few days, and you know about the corpse."
Fan Ren heard Xie Miao's words, and nodded secretly in his heart, in ancient times, in order to avoid the corpse of the deceased, people would put nails on the coffin of the deceased after covering the coffin.
This nail is to close the coffin to prevent the living from opening the coffin without permission to disturb the peace of the deceased, and the other is to prevent the corpse from changing.
What's more, for the corpses of some living people who had a great murder before their death, or who died at the time of a great murder. The person who handles the aftermath will also drive nails directly on his body, these nails. It is called the "Corpse Nail".
And some unusual characters, ordinary corpse nails can't be suppressed at all, and then a more advanced thing than the corpse nail [Trapped Dragon Nail] has been derived.
"The black light that King Chen shot just now is called the Soul Chasing Nail, this Soul Chaser Nail must at least be refined with the best corpse nail. It is also possible to use a trapped dragon nail. This proves. ”
"In the hands of King Chen. At least. There really is a zombie. ”
……
After dealing with the monster lightly, King Chen waved his sleeves: "Now, who else is in favor and who is against?!" ”
"I'm against it!"
King Chen glanced at Fan Ren at the first table on the upper right in surprise. Follow the rules. The underworld is honored by the right head, and in the first position on the right, the identity of the person who can sit is self-evident.
At the moment, on that table. There were two people sitting, and I thought it was the two ghosts.
"What do you mean by that?"
King Chen looked at Fan Ren with a smile on his face, since he wanted to conquer this realm, it was necessary to have a good relationship with the ghosts of the underworld, so King Chen invited Fan Ren to come and watch the ceremony.
However, the premise of treating each other with courtesy is. This ghost is more interesting, but it seems that this ghost is not very interesting.
"Is there something I have done to snub you?"
"King Chen, right...... You're so daring. ”
Now that it has spoken. Fan Ren also simply didn't do anything and started to scold directly: "Let me ask you, what kind of thing are you, dare to plot against the world?" ”
The same words, spoken in different people, have different effects.
After listening to Fan Ren's scolding, King Chen squinted his eyes. Gripping the armrest of the dragon chair, he said, "So, there's nothing to talk about?" ”
Fan Ren flipped his palm. A golden light lit up, and the copper coin sword appeared in his hand.
"Naturally, there is no need to talk about it."
Liu Yu left his seat and walked to the center of the hall without hurrying, turning his palm over. A wooden sword appeared in his hand: "You also know what crime you have committed." There is no room for negotiation. ”
"Hehe, just the two of you dare to talk to me like this? I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue! ”
As soon as King Chen flicked his sleeves, two black lights, one left and one right, hit the two of them straight away.
"Ding-ding."
It was accompanied by two soft sounds. Four soul-chasing nails hit the two of them on their sword bodies. The two phases collided and burst into a dazzling golden light.
"Town!"
"Edict!"
Fan Ren and Liu Yu drank lightly at the same time. The four soul chasing nails were instantly bounced off by the two swords. Fly back into King Chen's sleeve.
The two took a step. Fan Ren held the long sword, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. The scene waved gently.
"Re-town!"
Seven copper coins on a copper coin sword. Spread out in an instant. Turned into seven golden rays of light. Shoot towards the king of Chen.
"Edgeworth."
After seven golden rays of light, the peachwood sword in Liu Yu's hand flew out of his hand, turned into a golden ray, and followed closely behind, slashing towards King Chen.
"Humph! Insect carving skills! ”
King Chen's two big sleeves suddenly rolled up and boomed. Both Fan Ren and Liu Yu's attacks were ejected.
"What else ......"
Before King Chen could finish speaking, a paw grabbed at his heart.
Chen Wang was frightened in his heart, and instantly dodged to the left, broke the armrest of the dragon chair, and fell off the stage.
"You!"
King Chen looked at the old eunuch who was half-kneeling on one of the armrests of the dragon chair on the high platform in disbelief. The whole body was instantly soaked in cold sweat.
At this moment, on the right hand of the old eunuch who was his favorite in the past year, he was grasping a large piece of flesh and blood that had been wrapped in layers of rags.
It was the rags of all the clothes on his chest, the piece of meat, which was torn off from his chest by the old eunuch who had been favored for more than half a year at that moment!
Looking at his already bloody chest, somehow. Instead, King Chen calmed down.
"I didn't expect that. By my side, there is also a master left. Dare to ask who is under the feet? ”
Wang Chengen threw away the piece of meat in his hand with a disgusted face, grabbed a rag of the dragon robe between his two fingers, and wiped his hand:
"Our family, but my master is under the control, an old slave ear, how can he be superior?"
As he spoke, Wang Chengen threw away the rags in his hand with a disgusted face:
"We just wanted to tell you. The throne is not something that any cat or dog can sit on. ”