"Hate. Yinchen paused for almost three seconds before he said the word, and he obviously felt that his heart actually hurt slightly.

"You're so smart. I can actually see my arrangement, yes, I just want to use you to check and balance someone, and now, there is no need for checks and balances, and I don't need you anymore. The Spirit Emperor smiled slightly, his smile was hard, but not too cold, with the stereotypical cruelty of the emperor and the helplessness of being a man of mediocre ability.

"I hate that the emperor didn't really make up his mind, and when the northerners broke through the defense line of Yandang Mountain, he rebelled throughout the country, but collected the Huashi Gang for five years. Silver Dust's words brutally pierced the Spirit Emperor's heart, and the Spirit Emperor suddenly sat up straight, stretched out a completely blue hand, and pointed at Silver Dust tremblingly: "You! You used to be in the same group as those guys?!

"Deceive you, hehe, how could I, as a courtier, deceive the emperor, it's black zero. Yinchen touched his nose flatly, raised his head and carefully observed Queen Linghua's sleek **, as if it was some very strange specimen: "I didn't deceive you, because since I passed through the Heavenly Sword Pass five years ago and saw the first level in the world, I am destined not to offer loyalty to you, you have nothing to do with Uncle Zhao Guang in my eyes."

Yinchen suddenly stopped moving when he said this, his eyes stared directly at Empress Linghua's ass, and obvious ripples suddenly rippled around his body, and the sky fell, and a breeze blew in the silent hall.

Suddenly there was heavy snow in his silver-colored pupils, he ignored the Spirit Emperor who was already stunned, and turned to the people in the entire hall, and even asked the entire hall: "Excuse me, who caused the emperor's arrest and the queen's humiliation now?"

He asked, but no one answered.

"Who caused it?" he asked a second time, his tone full of majesty.

"Presumptuous! How dare you yell at the saint! so rude! Sure enough, you are a rebellious person who secretly conspires with the enemy country!" This is Hu, and it is not the reason for what kind of mentality, Xue Wuxian suddenly stepped forward and pointed at Yinchen with a sword in one hand: "The saint summoned you to ...... you"

"You did it?"

"How could it be this official! This official didn't ......" Xue Wuxian immediately defended, although the facts were completely contrary to what he said, and he himself was the key executor, but he was brazen and still denied it at the first time.

As for Zhan Guang, the mastermind, he has long been absent.

"So were you there at the time?" Yinchen's tone suddenly softened, as if he directly believed Xue Wuxian's words, Xue Wuxian's heart moved slightly, thinking that Yinchen wanted to plot against him to save the emperor, or squeeze him to exonerate himself, if so, it seems that if Xue Wuxian is no longer present, then Yinchen may have a lot of room to play, such as rebellion must first clear the monarch's side......

"Be present. Xue Wuxian told the truth.

"That's good. After Yinchen said these three words, he turned to face the Spirit Emperor, and put Xue Wuxian aside and was confused.

"I really hate the emperor, I hate the emperor for listening to letters, I don't distinguish between right and wrong, I hate the emperor for being rampant and expropriating, wasting national strength, hating the emperor's lack of ability, the power is on the sidelines, I hate the emperor for slackening armaments, and there is no defense for the country...... However, these things disappeared when you decided to sit in the siege instead of escaping like a hamster, because you are at least a responsible emperor, whether you want to be responsible for your ancestors or your whole city, whether you can afford this responsibility or not, you have tried, worked hard, tried your best, so you are a good emperor even if you are not a great emperor, much more noble than those bullshit officials who resign when something big happens. ”

After Yinchen said this, the Spirit Emperor's face still did not loosen, and he didn't seem to be satisfied, the hall fell silent, no one in the civil and military officials, including Xue Wuxian, dared to speak, and almost all the ministers who could face the saint watched Yinchen's performance with a play-watching mentality, and watched Yinchen's final struggle. At this moment, everything has long been irretrievable, whether it is to sacrifice the Spirit Emperor and Empress as sacrifices to the northerners as a gift for the civil and military officials to get out, or the final judgment on the personal fate of the Shenwu Marquis, it is the trend of the times and cannot be violated. The hundreds of thousands of troops of the northerners are now the biggest trend in Pershing City.

"What's the matter with you and Jie Wanliu?" the Spirit Emperor was silent for a long time before he slowly asked this question, and there was not the slightest anger of betrayal in his voice, not even a hint of interest, only an almost mechanical blandness. He no longer seems to have any hope or concern for Silver Dust's loyalty or even his life.

"I had a little friendship with him in my early years, and he wanted to pull me into the Northern Army for the sake of something. ”

"And then?"

"I didn't say yes, it's as simple as that. Yinchen spread his hands lightly: "Everyone understands now, right?"

"But no matter what, you're in for it. Xue Wuxian's voice came coldly: "Military affairs, important ministers defending the country, there is no room for sloppiness." So"

"Nothing?" Silver Dust's voice grew cold.

"Yes, there is no need. Xue Wuxian sneered and said: "In this hall, whether it is a hundred civil and military officials, or the ranking masters of Fahua Temple, no one is willing to accompany the emperor to the funeral of Pershing. The so-called edifice will fall, unstoppable, we are just those who know the times as Junjie, you don't have to struggle anymore, obediently leave your last words. ”

Yinchen turned to look at Xue Wuxian: "Do you think you are going to eat me now?"

"This official?" Xue Wuxian pointed to the tip of his nose: "Where does this official have any ability? The people who can really eat you, the so-called Shenwu Hou, are those masters!" Xue Wuxian smiled and retreated, and the civil and military officials were also silent and scattered around, and in the central hall of the Qianqing Palace, a large space was exposed, and Yinchen stood alone in the middle.

As if emerging from the shadows, a circle of monks suddenly appeared above the main hall, forming a circle of eighteen people, surrounding the silver dust. Silver Dust glanced at the Spirit Emperor through the crack, only to see the monstrous anger in his eyes.

The eighteen Arhats rose in a big array, and the air was rippling with transparent wind pressure, which was as viscous as paint, as if it had the characteristics of an uncertain storm, oppressing the silver dust, restraining the silver dust, and making the immovable hegemonic body on his body fail silently first.

This time, Yinchen didn't show a hint of panic.

"You don't want to go together, do you?" Silver Dust looked at the person in charge, who was no different from the others, except that he happened to be standing directly opposite Silver Dust. Like other monks, he was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, a brown robe, and a vermilion rosary, and he was dressed very solemnly and decently, but he was born with a fat brain, a big belly and poop like he was pregnant for eight months, his fat face was full of oily fat, squeezing his facial features into a few thin slits, a pair of ears were small, wrinkled and black as if they had shrunken, and the ring scars on his head were like oil droplets, glowing with lard-colored light.

His whole body smelled of raw sausages, and in the eyes of the magician, he was simply a walking No. 92 gasoline, extremely fat, soft, and his gait emerging from the shadows was even a little vain.

"Of course not, Lord Buddha, I have accepted the filial piety of Lord Xue, so I naturally have to do things for him...... These eighteen Arhats are just preventing you from running away...... Uncle Sanhuo, please. ”

From the Luan Gate, which was specially designed for the emperor to enter and exit, Shi Shiran walked out of an equally fat and ugly monk, or rather, just a person dressed as a monk, looking at the brown robe on the person's body, sensing the five-fold wind around his body, and the silver-colored magician's face was straight.

"Heavenly Evil Temple?"

"What are you talking about? There is no Heavenly Evil Temple in this world, only Fahua Temple, Fahua Temple! In the lower Fahua Temple, the abbot of the Dharma is called Sanhuo. The extremely fat "Roshan" slowly moved over, separated the Arhat array, and entered the battle circle.

The sky fell, and at this time, when Yinchen was in a real life-and-death crisis, and was just surrounded by military forces, the Eighteen Arhats Great Array could not actually kill him at all, but could only trap him, and suppress all his actions with military power.

"We wait for the Fahua Temple, which has nothing to do with the Heavenly Evil Temple, do not worship the evil Buddha, but worship the Great Sun King, and the master of the steel plate is the ancestor, and we are also ordered to enter the southern country and serve as the inner guard, although we are well guarded by the emperor, but we are not obliged to die here with him? The emperor ordered the palace gate to be closed, sat in danger, and buried us as a companion, but did not ask for our opinions! You say, isn't it merit that we conform to the will of the people, sincerely cooperate with the civil and military officials, and seek a way out for everyone?"

"It doesn't matter what you think. The magician shook his head: "I just want to ask before I do it, do you bald people think so, or do the Manchu civil and military think so?"

"Manchu Dynasty civil and military?" Sanhuo's fat face squeezed out a fleshy smile: "You can just ask the list of donors?"

A thin light lit up on the pendant on Silver Dust's chest, and the originally stagnant air around his body suddenly flowed, spinning into a special wisp of wind that gently lifted him up.

"Volley Void?" The huge monks who gathered in a circle all looked shocked: "Volley Void Void depends on the ability of the Yuan Infant Realm, this kid ......"

Yinchen ignored the faces of the monks and the emperor, and stood proudly in the air, so that everyone could see his figure and hear his voice. There was not much indifference, coercion or threat in his voice, only a kind of indifferent expectation with a little demagogy, at this moment, he quietly activated the "Heavenly Tribulation", transforming the spiritual coercion of the magician into a silent bewitchment, and shrouded the entire hall.

"Seniors, Xiaosheng Yinchen has the courage to ask here, when the country is broken and the city is falling, the ranks all want to protect themselves, and no one is willing to stand up and live and die with the saints and the people?"

No one answered. Xue Wuxian looked up at Yinchen, and after the initial moment of surprise passed, there was only disdain left in his eyes.

"Is there really no one? no one wants to serve the Holy One?"

No one answered, and the Spirit Emperor's green eyes were full of resentment and despair: "Sure enough, all literati can be killed!"

"Is there no one? No one here regards the dignity of the country and the nation, and even the dignity of the individual as more important than life?

He asked nine times in a row, but no one answered. He slowly descended as if deflated, and sighed in extreme disappointment: "You are the emperor's courtiers......"

"It's useless to say anything now. The sound of the three fires and meat rolling made Yinchen a little disgusted, but he couldn't help but not have a seizure: "Seeing that the puppet dynasty in the south is about to be defeated, the so-called trees are falling and scattering, everyone is busy going their own way, where will they care about what Pershing, what emperor? The emperor wants to fulfill the useless reputation here, then he will fulfill it himself, don't pull me and wait."

"Yinchen, what you say now is useless, those of us who are officials have to live, so whether it is the emperor or you who are actively resisting, you must pave the way for us, you were originally a slave, we can let you stand here, accept questioning, and give you a chance to surrender, that is to look up to you! Don't think that you can do whatever you want with a few buddies in the rivers and lakes, in this world, the level of respect and inferiority is always the highest heavenly rule!" Xue Wuxian's words came from outside the "meat circle", with a deep sense of pride in indifference:" The current result of the southern kingdom is collectively decided by us civil and military officials, and it is not something that you can reverse alone, and you don't have to beg us to change our minds and be loyal to the country, so that you don't look like a strange traitor...... It's useless, you can't do anything now except to meet the needs of the northerners, you can't change anything, so why do you have to fight? The southern kingdom is about to die, and the emperor is about to come, so why do you want to do that mantis arm as a car. ”

"Since you are not willing to be loyal, then there is no need to live, the courtiers of the southern kingdom, except for sharing the worries of the king and making profits for the country, there is no other value of existence, when the country exists, you are corrupt **, you get benefits, the country is not good, you have risen up to kick the country away, and be the leading party? The magician raised his hands very calmly, and the fingertips of his left hand released a small arcane projectile, and the fingertips of his right hand released a small fireball, and the arcane and fire combined into a machine.

"Don't be crazy, boy, the Buddha is still here!" The sound of the three fires was suddenly drowned in the roar of the mechanical rotation, and on the ground around the silver dust, as if there were countless mechanisms staggered and pushed, a series of powerful metal puppets appeared from the ground like long mushrooms.

"Come on, even if you are the descendant of the Heavenly Evil Temple, what can you do, not to mention that you are not the demons of the Heavenly Evil Temple!" The puppet appeared, and the eighteen Arhat formations immediately spread, and the Manchu Dynasty civil and military screamed, and even Xue Wuxian let out a terrified scream: "Yinchen, you chaotic thief!"