Chapter 375: The Way of the King

A worthy king.

It is necessary to hold great power, make the best use of things, make the best use of talents, have clear rewards and punishments, accommodate everything with an inclusive attitude, be loved by the common people, and be loyal by the courtiers, this is what ordinary people call Mingjun.

It is able to be respected by the majority of people.

At the moment of crisis, the subjects will not only not blame, but will voluntarily fight for you.

If you can't be a ruler, then at least become a tyrant!

That's right, a tyrant!

They are bent on doing their own thing, and those who approve can also be rewarded for nothing, and there is no punishment for mistakes. But even so, no one dared to disobey their opinions, for the disobedient were dead, and the commoners and courtiers would either submit or die.

They are reckless and violent.

In their land, there is no place for discord, those who resist must be defeated, they are gods, their words need to be forbidden, their will must be absolutely obeyed.

Those who hate them want to chew their flesh raw, but they can't do anything about it.

Those who love them are willing to die for them.

If a tyrant is defeated, he will be spurned by all the people, but no one dares to say a word to such a king without defeat, even at the last moment before death.

Human beings are natural bullies.

Even if the tiger leaves the mountains and falls to the flat ground, it is definitely not an existence that a little cat dares to provoke.

But sadly, Xiya doesn't have either.

She has just become a king, she has not yet adapted to this status, no one regards her as a Ming monarch, no one regards him as a tyrant, most people just regard her as a little girl.

So when the crisis came, the whole city panicked.

Instead, Thea, the king, became the object of venting for his subjects, and each of them threw their fears on Thea, and they reprimanded, questioned, vetoed, and ...... to blame others for the fault and seek solace in the pitiful heart.

What can Thea do?

If she is a wise king, her subjects are embarrassed to blame, but if she is a tyrant, she can be unscrupulous and obstinate. But she is neither, and she is not completely helpless, and this solution is Vega.

Violence is frightening.

The strong are not angry and self-assured.

When a bloodied devil emerges from hell, the living consciously get out of the way.

Although the devil looked to be about 13 years old and still a child, the cold sword in his hand, the red blood stain on his face, and the smell of fish on his body all indicated that this 'dwarf' had just fought a great battle.

Exactly how many people were slaughtered is unknown.

But the monstrous murderous aura on his body made everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

Slightly into his eyes.

It makes people feel that they are in the hell of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which is a pair of eyes of death that ignore everything, and it seems that in these eyes, life ...... Nothing.

Da Da Da –

When this bloody 'devil' came step by step, I don't know when, the crowd gradually quieted down, and all that remained on the scene was the echo of this terrible military boot.

Da Da Da –

It was as if the boots were not striking the ground, but trampling on their hearts, causing a strong sense of fear to rise in everyone present.

Da!

The sound finally stopped, but it was the woman with the basket of eggs.

"You, you...... What do you want to do. ”

The woman became nervous, she did not dare to look the child in front of her in the eye, she even stuttered when she spoke, although she pretended to be menacing, but her trembling legs betrayed her fearful heart, and she could not move a step.

Didn't speak.

Still didn't speak.

But even if he didn't say a word, it made the hearts of everyone present lift, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

No one will admit it, but they are afraid.

Fearing the child.

Fearful of the tyrannical power of this child.

Tick tick tick –

As time passed, the child slowly lifted the long sword.

He slowly mentioned that this action was several times slower than the slow motion of the movie, and ordinary people, no, even an old man who was about to die, could easily dodge this sword.

But the woman did not move.

Fear made her feet move even half a step, and a warm heat even ran down her thighs to the ground.

She looked at her with pity and horror, and helplessly appealed to the people around her, but no one dared to step forward, and no one dared to say a word on the woman's behalf.

Although it is only speculation.

But their instincts told them that anyone who dared to say more would go to hell before the woman.

Strike!

No matter how slow it was, the sword landed on the woman's neck, and a human head with fear in her eyes rolled to the ground, and the blood-red arterial fluid added another layer of blood red to the child's face.

Protest, blame, scold, rage?

No, not a single one!

No one dared to say even a word in front of him, to question even a word, without even getting permission, they didn't even dare to move their bodies a little. They were afraid that the slightest movement would cause the child to be unhappy, and they would lose their lives.

Glancing at the stele.

A hint of sneer appeared on the face of the 'devil'.

If you fade away the blood stains and dress up well, this smile will be as bright as spring. But unfortunately, this smile fell in the eyes of everyone as a mockery of the devil and a cruel smile of the devil.

He came to the tombstone.

He glanced back at them not so much with mockery as with contempt, and then raised his cross-sword again, which undoubtedly struck the tombstone.

Rumble!

Although the tombstone was made of hard granite, it was as fragile as tofu under this blade, and it shattered to the ground, and the words on the tablet were out of shape.

After destroying the stele.

Vega took out a clean handkerchief from his body that contrasted with his messy appearance, gently wiped the tears from Shia's cheeks, and then made the first voice to Shia so far: "Here, there is no grave for you. ”

An arrogant and uninhibited expression.

Words beyond question.

It is as if a supreme tyrant trampled on the truth.

"I know you're still here. ”

A contemptuous and arrogant voice came from Vega's mouth: "Go back and tell your master, that I am Vega! Vega Kaleni has returned! I allow him to make one last useless struggle with humble courage, pitiful self-confidence, and foolish expectation." ”

Quiescence.

The scene was silent, and Wang Guojun didn't seem to move a step with the mentality of luck.

With a small platform in his right hand, a long sword was thrown, and a strong man fell to the ground on the spot.

"Don't challenge my patience!"

"Otherwise, I'll let you know what cruelty is. ”

As Vega's last words fell, four or five people in the crowd fled, as if there was some flood beast behind them.