The military plane was naturally happy, because he knew that the emperor did not go to court in the morning, and the confidence of the court was dealt a great blow, and it was originally just a strange desire to be promoted and make a fortune to support the extraordinary, and in an instant, the people's hearts were scattered, and no one took the blue pen to review the chapter anymore, and now the emperor has been in charge again after less than a day, which shows that even though the Male Law Palace Empire is unbearable, it has not yet fallen apart, and they, the fighters of the armor, still have a chance.

At this moment, Xue Wuxian kowtowed again, and said softly: "Your Majesty, the minister still has something to tell, otherwise, the minister will not dare to retire." ”

"Speak. Emperor Yue could tell from Xue Wuxian's bland and ruthless tone that he was probably trying to convey him an important message, after all, the implication of not caring about himself in that tone was too obvious.

"The rebels did not do their best to return to the court, and the soldiers were full of resentment, and finally unfortunately caused a mutiny in Zengkoudu......"

"And then? Done?"

"Lord Sang really lived up to expectations, called all the useful talents in the righteous army to be trained, and at the same time secretly informed the general Hu Mao who had already set up an ambush circle in the vicinity to deter the rebels...... Please also ask the emperor to forgive the sin!"

"What's the matter?" Emperor Yue's tone was wrapped in a thick dissatisfaction, but he didn't get angry, because he knew that Xue Wuxian and Sang Tianliang had always been at odds, and losing his temper and scolding Sang Tianliang in front of him was not something that a sane monarch could do.

"It's Wechen...... Privately called the children of the Divine Sword Gate away to exterminate a nearby rebel, and other than that, everyone else had been buried on the Zengshan Mountain near Zengkoudu. ”

There was not the slightest joy in Xue Wuxian's tone, let alone the intention of inviting credit, he was just ordered to tell Emperor Yue about an incident at this time, from beginning to end, he did not have much role in this "vigorous battle" to exterminate the righteous army.

"In this way, I am also relieved, I ordered those blood drops who obey my command, and the good hands at the sticky pole to infiltrate the patrol camp and brave the camp, and it is not in vain that I have worked hard in vain! I know that there is always such a force in the south, staring at my big position, and even staring at the imperial city in the north! I can only use this method to remove this hidden danger now. In the end, Emperor Yue was faintly proud, but his pride was not the same as the pride that Xue Wuxian sensed through the Soul Destroying Round Steel. In Emperor Yue's heart, there is also a faint embankment to the north, which is not his imperial technique, but his instinct in the emperor's house.

"On the side of the couch, how can you allow others to snore!" "The words of the father-in-law before he died, the words are still in his ears, but the Yue Emperor, who has only so many abilities, can only prepare hundreds of thousands of patrol battalion troops as his own retreat, and he doesn't care what kind of rabble this patrol battalion army is.

To deal with the righteous army, a super-lightly armed army that cannot even be equipped with all the chain mail of the righteous people, 400,000 to 130,000, or an ambush, and almost all the generals were transferred in advance, and finally the country's heavy weapon Franc machine cannon was used to solve it, this so-called victory is not something that a pursuing general can ask for.

This kind of victory is just as bad as a defeat.

But Emperor Yue doesn't care about these, he only thinks that being able to solve the 130,000 army before the elbow and armpit is changed, it is the biggest victory, at this time, the young and stupid Emperor Yue doesn't know that he actually needs to gather the generals of these righteous armies and kill them all, and he doesn't even need to kill many people, so that the 130,000 army can be naturally disbanded and disappear cleanly, and he can't kill the 130,000 demon warriors who dare to charge forward for the national fortune.

Slaughtering one's own army is something that only the slavers of the Tao would consider.

And the consequence of his doing so is the centrifugation of the whole world. Emperor Yue did not realize at this time that when he lost the ability to rule the southern territory, it was the moment when he was killed and put into the pot, not as Bang Gonggong said, having the ability to rule the south would lead to death.

There is a little bit of a calculation in the father-in-law, even if he is on the side of the couch and others are sleeping soundly, he must also consider the actual situation. In fact, the slaves of Jianzhou do not have the ability to rule the anointed land in the south, they can only support the remote control of agents, they have no one else to choose from except to find the Yue Emperor, not to mention Zhao Guangyi, even the so-called princes of the uncles and uncles of the Zhao family, they are not willing to control.

The position of the Yue Emperor is as stable as a rock at this time, because he himself is irreplaceable, and he, unfortunately, weakens this irreplaceable role little by little.

Of course, these were not the issues that Xue Wuxian had to consider, all he had to consider at this time was the future that Emperor Jianzhou had rewarded him.

He will become the world's number one master on the White Dragon List and the officially certified number one master in the world.

He will once again possess the Imperial Excalibur Gate.

And his role is to monitor the Yue Emperor.

Since he is spying on Emperor Yue, he can't talk to Emperor Yue more, otherwise he will be suspected of stealing from the guards.

Thinking of this, Xue Wuxian simply lay on the ground and did not speak, and Emperor Yue was stunned for a while, and then suddenly remembered that Xue Wuxian was still on the ground listening to the holy will. If he hadn't been the emperor before, he would have felt a little embarrassed, but now that he is the emperor, he won't feel anything wrong.

He exhaled slowly, feeling the lazy satisfaction in his heart, and asked in a very perfunctory tone, "Is there anything else?"

"Back to the emperor, no. Xue Wuji's tone was still respectful.

"Then you go down. ”

"Huh. ”

Xue Wuxian retreated, and the hall became empty again, Emperor Yue sat on the throne, looking at the empty hall, he didn't feel lonely, he only felt the coldness and fear from the heart. He knew that his life was in the hands of the one on Pershing's side at this moment. Xue Wuxian, the powerful minister he once relied on the most, has now become, or forced to become, the dead soldier of that one. And in his court, there is only a group of rabble, and there is not even a person who can share his worries a little.

He suddenly remembered that in his land, there was also a capable man who held his secret edict and successfully brought his 130,000 righteous army into the encirclement, and this capable man also had a huge sect placed in his Yue Emperor's ruling territory, it can be said that the whole family is in his hands, this person he should be able to rest assured and trust, although at this time, he has no way to balance this person.

"That's it, the emperor, who can't even save his own life, still has the leisure to think about these twists and turns?" Emperor Yue thought, suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the main entrance of the main hall.

"Come on! ”

"Swing into the study-" Outside the Qianqing Palace, the voice of the male duck of the eunuchs who were not skilled sounded.

【Shenjian Gate Mountain Gate】

Wang Shenhai sat in the same empty hall, except that under his ass sat not a throne that symbolized the extreme power of the world, but a wooden chair covered with many layers of animal skins and painted wood.

This chair is smaller than the most noble chair in the mountain gate hall, representing real power, but not honor.

He is now the owner of this mountain gate, and he was originally the head of the master, wearing court clothes, going to court every day, and it is rare to come back. The burden of the operation and development of the entire mountain gate fell on the shoulders of the owner of this small chair at this time.

Once, this chair should probably belong to Fang Tianhang, who was as radiant as the sun, but after the secret realm of the East China Sea, everything changed. Wang Shenhai, who had never considered sitting on it, had always been Wang Shenhai, who knelt in the hall of the mountain gate sect in this big hall, and overnight, he was suddenly half-pushed and half-seated on it, presiding over the life and death of the nearly 1,000 brothers and sisters below.

With his abilities, such a burden is unthinkable.

But with his ranking, as the "sword master" second only to Fang Tianhang Wan Jianxin, he must sit in this position.

So he is here, and he can only barely carry the food and clothing of nearly a thousand brothers and sisters, and a minimum of dignity.

That little bit of dignity was earned by him and his master as cattle and horses. In the darkest days when the entire Shenjian Sect was reduced to the "public asset" of the imperial court, Wang Shenhai decisively issued the "Rank Freedom Order", that is, the low-level disciples could leave on their own, and the high-level disciples, as well as the only remaining elders, who had eaten the Shenjian Sect for many years, it was time to advance and retreat together.

He saved the Divine Sword Sect with this hand, but the low-level disciples were reluctant to leave, thinking that after going through the great tribulation together, they would have great wealth and nobility to enjoy. In the face of the rabble-like patrol battalion that he could bring in and the righteousness of the dynasty that really made them fearful, the senior personnel had no choice, so they had no choice but to stay in the mountain gate and start sword cultivation with "pure heart and few desires". After Xue Wuxian was relied on by Emperor Yue, the Divine Sword Gate ushered in a short spring, and all kinds of people who were originally curled up in the mountain gate like hibernation were alive again, wearing the supplementary clothes issued by the imperial court to "go down the mountain to practice" in the market to show off their might, and the original Shenjian Gate magic skill of slaying demons and demons has now degenerated into something as filthy as the Red Demon Gate's magic skills.

Therefore, now Wang Shenhai is sitting on the chair of the chief disciple, but he is steady, not at all like being led away like a marionette in the secret realm of the East China Sea, but now, this stable position makes him very anxious, to be precise, he is extremely afraid.

He knew that his ability was not qualified for this position, this ability was not the ability to use a sword, but the ability to control the sect, and he was able to sit in this position, to be honest, it was just the result of the mutual compromise between the various forces in the sect.

"The Ninth Elder and the Twelfth Elder began to fight for power and profit again, the mines in Huizhou were indeed rewarded by the imperial court, but it was also rewarded to the entire Divine Sword Sect? His swordsmanship is excellent, but he is not at all the opponent of any elder, and even those sect masters in the sect are completely incomparable. He is only a heavy qi now, and anyone who can be called an elder is in the realm of distraction.

Nineteen-year-old Wang Shenhai, among the boys in the whole world, can be regarded as a leader, even stronger than the newly rising Blue Demon Sect, the chief disciple of the Crazy Sword Sect, a whole big realm, sadly, the people he knows, or the enemies he must face in this life, are actually all before the age of nineteen, reaching distraction, or breaking through with the killing path of distraction!

"Du Chuanchang, Wan Jianxin, prison worship, calamity, and ...... Silver dust. Wang Shenhai's mind rolled over one after another terrifying names, especially Wan Jianxin, and the last name, which made him tremble.

He knew he couldn't.

As the chief disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, his strength is as small as an ant compared to these people, compared to these "chief disciples", he is not worthy of ranking first in the Divine Sword Sect at all, but the problem is that among the younger generation of the Divine Sword Sect, his strength is currently the strongest, he is the only qi master and the only one among the thousands of disciples of the entire sect.

At this time, he didn't dare to think about the rumors he heard the day before yesterday that Wan Jianxin's apprentice Yi Xuanzi and his apprentice Lu Qingyun worshiped in prison both broke through the Battle Soul Transformation Qi Realm in the Asura Mountain Mine in the west of Blood Yang City!

In other words, let alone chasing Wan Jianxin now, even his disciples may not be able to beat it.

This is the main reason why he is sitting here today.

He didn't know what Master Xue Wuxian had been doing for so long, let alone the infinite treacherous situation in Ying Tianfu, he thought that his master was still very favored in front of Emperor Yue, living the life of a big official, and he was Wang Shenhai, to put it bluntly, he was a head of a village, taking care of the famous industry for the "master".

He was very eager to see the master at this time, but he was extremely afraid to see the master, he knew that in the eyes of the master, he was a lump of mud that could not support the wall, although he practiced the divine skill every day until his whole body was frozen, and the fusion of the battle soul was almost gnawed by the war soul several times, but his strength was only a little bit, he really thought that Yinchen's eyes were just a small step like a transformation of qi, distraction, merger, and return to the void were so easy to cultivate? In the eyes of a person like Wang Shenhai whose talent is in the normal range, every realm is like a wild goose mountain.

He knew that Master had poured all his hope into him, and it was impossible for him to hold such a heavy hope with his poor talent.

He felt infinitely aggrieved, because from the time he joined the Divine Sword Sect to the present day, he had always believed that this was not something he should bear.

It should be Wan Jianxin who bears this heavy pressure, it should be Fang Tianhang, not his Wang Shenhai!

However, Wan Jianxin fled, taking away all the potential disciples in the sect, perhaps the death of the little junior sister in the Red Blood Secret Realm completely angered him, and when he gathered his men to escape, he said: "But if you still look up to yourself and feel that you will be a master of sword use in the future, you will follow me, and if you think you can't do it, stay." As a result, everyone who was a little talented and more powerful than Wang Shenhai left, and left the Divine Sword Gate that fell in a straight line forever.