Qianyeli suddenly felt that these two people looked particularly pleasing to the eye.

As for the rebellion, he has not had any thoughts since he was calculated. Now, his only regret is that Thousand Nights did not propose to send troops to exterminate the Divine Cult, and at the same time, he also regrets that he has no chance to live, otherwise he will definitely ask to lead his troops to the battle, even if he spends his whole life, he will destroy these divine sticks.

"Liwang, is the contract you signed with the Divine Cult in my hand real?"

Faced with Qianyeying's question, Qianyeli did not deny it, nor did he beg for mercy, but responded very cheerfully: "Yes." ”

Qianye Ming sighed and said, "You and I are siblings and brothers, if you are your duty to be your king, I will never touch you." Even now, I am reluctant to kill you because of my brotherly affection with you.

But you took advantage of my trust in you and ran to collude with the Cult. Leaving the king, I have always thought that you are a smart person, isn't it good to be your rich and free prince? Why do you want to collude with people like that? Do you know you're plotting with a tiger! ”

Qianyeying's words made Qianyeli's head buried even lower.

Not because of weakness, but because of shame.

He knew all the ugly things about the Divine Cult in South Vietnam, so disgusting a cult, why did he want to cooperate with them in the first place?

Now he knows what it means to seek skin with a tiger. The practice of the Cult of God has deeply interpreted this idiom for him.

"Leaving the king, are you guilty?" The voice of the Thousand Nights came from above.

"The minister is guilty."

"Do you want to plead?"

After Qianye Ming's words were asked, Ye Lixuan immediately looked at Qianyeli, although he couldn't help Liwang at the moment, but as an uncle, he still hoped that Liwang would be alive.

It is better to die than to live, as long as you live, there is hope.

Now the tyrant has made him plead for the first time, that is, there is hope. Ye Lixuan looked at Qianyeli and sweated deeply for him.

"The minister has nothing to plead."

He has his pride, and he is not a person who does not know how to gamble and lose. The only thing he hated was his own carelessness and the shamelessness of the Divine Cult. In this war for the throne, at this moment, he already knew very well that he and Qianye Ming were not competitors of the same grade at all.

Not only him, but also Qianyeyao, Qianyechen and Qianyeze.

Now, he admires Qianyeze extremely much, whether he doesn't have the heart to fight, or he doesn't have time to make a quick move, at least he saw the fight between Qianyeming and the two great gods today.

Such a person whose martial arts are so strong that they can't compare with him has always appeared as a sick and weak prince in the past, and just because of this forbearance, he is the most suitable person among their princes to inherit the throne and the most likely to make South Vietnam flourish.

So in this battle, he was convinced. He is the kind of person who can frame him in a few words, he is not only deceived, but also a fool who takes advantage of his life's hard work and power, even if he sits on the throne, he will suffer the disaster of losing the country in the future.

Qianyeli's words made the entire Dezheng Hall instantly silent.

The ministers did not expect that the king would be recognized like this. Confession represents death......

So at this time, no one dared to step forward and say a word. Although they all felt in their hearts that they were acting above board the king, it was a pity to die.

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