"Those who win the hearts of the people win the world!" This is what the emperor told me, and he also told you......" Being questioned by King Anyang like this, Mo Wuxian didn't seem to be angry, his face was still calm, and he slowly pushed away the crowd of guards and came to the front of the ministers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The one who wins the hearts of the people wins the world?" hahaha...... This has to depend on whose people's hearts!" King Anyang sneered, "You can't even get the hearts of the people around you, how can you win the hearts of the people in the world?

"You dare!" Mo Wuxian was furious, turned his head and looked at Chen Shuilian, who was standing on the side with low eyebrows, "In your eyes, how about me and King Anyang?"

"Emperor Qi, in the heart of the old slave, the emperor is wise and martial, and the king of Anyang is not as good as the emperor in case ......"

"Chen Shuilian, what are you talking about?" King Anyang was furious when he heard this, and shouted at Chen Shuilian like Mo Wuxian, "Don't forget your current position, don't despise me just by relying on your support, you are just a domestic slave of the royal family, without the royal family, you are nothing......"

"The prince is angry, and the emperor is also angry. The old slave has served three generations of kings, and no one knows better than the old slave whether the emperor is wise and powerful. The emperor has a ditch in his heart for the world, but at this moment he is no worse than the previous emperor. If it is in the future, maybe it will be better than Emperor Rongren. At this point, there is no need for the old slave to speak with a clear conscience......"

"You-" King Anyang's face turned pale with anger, but he hadn't yet reached the throne, and whether he could become the Ninth Five-Year Emperor still depended on Chen Shuilian. The glint in his eyes could only swallow the angry scolding that blurted out. The mind turned sharply, and the vague killing intent flowed through the heart.

"In that case, why are you willing to be loyal to the king of Anyang and want to put me to death? As the king of Anyang said, you are a eunuch and a slave of the royal family. Without my Great Zhou Dynasty, there is no place for you to stand in heaven and earth. Do you think...... With the ability of King Anyang, can he face the situation of my Great Zhou Dynasty......? Aren't you afraid of the building toppling?"

"The emperor deserves to be the emperor, and at the moment when his life is on the verge of his life, he still thinks about the world of my Great Zhou. With this alone, the king of Anyang was thousands of miles away from the emperor. The slave entered the palace at the age of six, and also made great contributions to the pacification of Kyushu.

Therefore, this world naturally has to be handed over to capable people to be able to rest assured. Your Majesty, please rest assured, it is impossible for this world to fall on the straw bag of King Anyang. After the emperor's funeral, the world will be taken over by the holy lord who has become a martial artist, and he will pacify the eight desolations in the universe and return the Great Zhou Dynasty to eternal peace......"

"What? What are you talking about? Chen Shuilian ...... You ......" After listening to Chen Shuilian's words, King Anyang's face suddenly changed greatly, the only person he could rely on at the moment was Chen Shuilian, but now...... He seems to be just a pawn of Chen Shuilian, a pawn used to attract the emperor's attention......

"With your pig-like head, you are also trying to get your hands on the national weapon, if I really let you succeed, what face will I have to meet the previous emperors?" Chen Shuilian snorted gloomily, and suddenly her fingers surged, and an extremely cold finger power instantly condensed.

"Chen Shuilian, I am the ......"

"Whew-"

King Anyang's words were still condensed in his throat, but he had to stop in his throat. A finger turned into a silver needle and pierced through King Anyang's throat. But there was not a trace of blood in the wound. Almost in the blink of an eye, a layer of frost appeared in the throat of King Anyang and slowly spread, and in the blink of an eye, King Anyang was frozen into a crystal ice sculpture.

The expression of horror and unwillingness was still vividly fixed on his face, and King Anyang couldn't understand why he died until he died. is obviously the day to get what you want to become a great treasure, but why is he easily wiped out like a poor worm.

"I'd love to know...... Who will be the Holy Lord in your mouth?Why don't I remember that there is such a highly regarded talent hidden in the clan?" Mo Wuxian asked lightly with a slight squint of his eyes.

"This ...... Please forgive the slave for not being able to tell each other, and wait for the slave to die before asking the emperor for guilt. When the time comes, if the emperor has any doubts, the servants must know everything and say everything......"

"Kill—"

Another shout of killing sounded, twisting the heart of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military ministers again. The relatives of the imperial family, who were hiding in the distance, stretched their necks and looked behind them, and for a moment they trembled and showed a flattering smile like a fox.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince led the Imperial Forest Army to King Qin to rescue ......"

"Congratulations to the emperor, Hongfu Qitian ......" An old man of the clan hurriedly swaggered in front of Mo Wuxian to congratulate, and instantly straightened his waist and pointed at Chen Shuilian's nose, "Chen Shuilian, now that King Qin's army is at the bottom of the mountain, he will kill on the top of the mountain from time to time." The old minion will be captured before he ...... restrained."

The noisy shouts and shouts came one after another, and the relatives of the emperor who were still huddled to the side and trembling grabbed them one by one.

The corners of Chen Shuilian's mouth suddenly cracked, and a strange sneer appeared on her face.

"Boom-" A strong aura rose up, pressing down from the head as if the sky was shattered. The emperor's relatives were instantly silent, and they all stared at Chen Shuilian with frightened eyes on her face.

"The prince led the army to the king...... Is that also what you expected?" Mo Wuxian frowned slightly, and asked lightly.

"The slave specially instructed Xue to open up to the prince when the time came......"

"Why? Even if you succeed, I can't escape this catastrophe, and it is only natural for the crown prince to inherit the throne. I really can't figure it out, why did you want to let the prince go......" Suddenly, Mo Wuxian's eyes were like electricity, and he shot coldly into Chen Shuilian's eyes.

"The emperor is really wise, and he has an insight into the tactics of the minions in an instant. The emperor is killed, the prince will naturally ascend the throne, if the Son of Heaven and the prince are both killed, it will be difficult to convince the public in this world.

So the slave thought of a way to get the best of both worlds, the prince was greedy for imperial power, and took advantage of the time when the Son of Heaven was enshrined in Mount Tai to launch a mutiny and seek to usurp the throne. The Son of Heaven was killed by the crown prince, and the Manchu civil and military swore to die unyieldingly, and was brutally slaughtered by the prince. However, it was clear that the prince's crime finally angered the world.

Jingtianfu and the Imperial Forest Army worked together to quell the rebellion, and the crown prince was captured and corrected on the spot. At the time of the bureau, the 100,000 troops who had been rescued by the order of the Son of Heaven happened to arrive, and they were overwhelmed with grief when they learned that the Son of Heaven and the Crown Prince were both killed. Although the whole country mourns together, the matter has come to this point and can only be ......"

"Supporting the new monarch to succeed to the throne and stabilizing the world, will the Holy Lord in your mouth come to the front of the stage?" Mo Wuxian said coldly, "But...... Let the army of King Qin believe what you say, and let the world believe what you say...... At least one who can be convinced to bear witness for you......! Who is it?"

Mo Wuxian turned around coldly, his eyes swept over the Manchu Dynasty civil and military behind him like a sword, swept over the imperial relatives who were hiding in the corner again, and swept over the royal clan relatives who had not spoken from beginning to end......

"Don't bother the emperor about this, your majesty, the auspicious time is coming, let the slave send the emperor to feather and fly immortals-" Chen Shuilian slowly straightened up, and the smile on her face slowly faded.

"Hum-" With a roar, the sky and the earth changed color, and the clouds in the sky turned into a cyclone in an instant, slowly swimming on the top of Mount Tai to form a coiled dragon dance. The sky darkened for a moment, dark clouds covered the sun, and the wind rose fiercely, like the end of the world.

The courtiers were suddenly in a hurry, and dragged Mo Wuxian into the crowd and firmly blocked Mo Wuxian in front of him.

"Chen Shuilian, do you dare to kill the king, if you want to harm the emperor, you step on the corpse of our waiting for you first!"

"The ministers only serve the emperor for life, the emperor is sage, and the ministers are honored with the country and retired with the country!"

The oath in unison turned into a righteous mountain blade, like a giant's body firmly blocking Mo Wuxi's body. Haoran is upright, the benevolent is invincible, even Chen Shuilian's momentum of turning into heaven and earth can't lock Mo Wuxian away.

"Okay, good-" Chen Shuilian looked up to the sky and laughed, "Anyway, the civil and military ministers on Mount Tai are all going to be martyred for the emperor, so it doesn't matter in this order." Master, the slave stained Mount Tai with your blood today and paved a supreme heavenly road for you!"

"You dare-" A loud shout erupted in the crowd, Mo Wuxian was furious, and his eyes shot at Chen Shuilian who was slowly rising like a sword.

"Boom-" The violent air pressure was like a tsunami in an earthquake, and this time not only the sky was rolling, but even Mount Tai shook slightly. A sword aura like a thorn and a cone crossed the air, reaching yin and cold. The coldness that pierced through the bones seemed to freeze through the soul.

"Since the Sprinkle family has been on the list, they have never really made a move. It's lonely to sprinkle home—"

"Hum—"

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth fell silent. Only the humming sound that spreads over the mountains is so harsh, so awe-inspiring. Chen Shuilian's face was stunned, and she looked around in disbelief.

The buzz seems to be everywhere, as if it is all over the mountains. The momentum shattered, Chen Shuilian fell slowly, and her cold triangular eyes seemed to be able to see through time and space. After a while, Chen Shuilian suddenly looked at the lonely mountain peak on the edge of Mount Tai.

That mountain was really lonely, and there were no mountains around it that connected to it. The almost vertical walls of the mountain are like knives, and the entire mountain peak is shaped like a sword, and even a child looking at it from a distance will say that it is a giant sword stuck upside down in the ground.

At the top of the tip of the sword, a snow-white figure stood proudly on the top of the mountain like an immortal in the painting, and looked at Chen Shuilian from afar. At that glance, it seemed that heaven and earth were eternal, and at that moment, there were only the gazes of two martial arts masters in the world.

The fighting was getting louder and more intense. Suddenly, the sound of a piano resounded through the heavens and the earth. The sound of the piano is long, as if the heaven and earth are playing and singing, and after the sound of the piano, the fierce battle instantly subsides, like a sound that is suddenly interrupted.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Mo Wuxian's face, and he looked at Chen Shuilian opposite with a playful look. Twilight Snow is coming, and Ning Yue is also coming. From the very beginning, Mo Wuxian knew that Ning Yue was back, and Ning Yue never let him down.

"Boom-" The two figures broke through the sky, as if they had crossed time, and came to the top of the mountain. Mo Tianya and Ning Yue's figures flashed and came to Mo Wuxian side by side.

"Father, it's too late for your son's help!"

"Your Majesty, the emperor was frightened by the minister's negligence, please forgive me!"

"Late?" Mo Wuxian shook his head slowly, "You came at the right time, and Qianduxue's martial arts have recovered?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, let me take a good look, how earth-shattering the sword of the sword fairy under the moon is—"