The man in black said impatiently, "What? The prince wants to retreat at this time? Don't you think it's a little late?"

"Late? No, it's not too late." Meng Jun looked at the dark hall with blank eyes, and he muttered to himself, "It's not too late at all...... I surrender now and leave the palace, my second brother will not kill me, I will go to my father's grave to ask him for forgiveness, and I will spend the rest of my life to repent of all my sins, not too late, not too late at all......

"Idiot! Do you think you have a way back to today? Even if Meng Tang doesn't kill you, the new emperor will see you as a thorn in the flesh! Do you think you have a way to go for the rest of your life?"

Meng Jun shuddered, couldn't help but look at the black shadow, he squinted his eyes slightly and asked, "Why don't you come and sit in this position?"

The Man in Black did not answer.

Meng Jun stood up abruptly and hurriedly ran down the imperial steps: "You come, you come to sit in this position, since you can send me to this position, it means that you are more suitable here than me!" Come, you sit! How?"

"Hmph, I knew that today, I shouldn't have chosen you in the first place!"

Meng Jun couldn't help but laugh: "Do you have any other choice but me? Who can create a palace of great mercy and compassion for you on the rivers and lakes as quickly as possible? Who can use real money to attract masters from all walks of life for your use? Eradicated one after another the Kuaima Gang and the Wuliang Temple established a prestige in the rivers and lakes and disturbed the muddy waters of the Wulin League!"

"Yes, you did give me the news of the "Last Emperor of the First Emperor", and you did guide me to today, but you and I are originally mutually successful! If it weren't for me! Can you kill those martial arts masters to avenge the first emperor?"

The man in black looked at Meng Jun quietly, watching him start coughing again after yelling, and he didn't feel a little sympathetic.

"You're right, if I sit in this position, I will definitely be a thousand times stronger than you."

"Hahaha!" Meng Jun laughed wildly: "Then why don't you sit! Don't tell me that you don't have soldiers and horses, if I give you the Tiger Talisman of the Northwest Army immediately, will you dare to sit? No, you still don't dare! You only wanted me to be your puppet from the beginning!"

"Will you be at my mercy then?"

"Don't even think about it!" Meng Jun looked at him viciously.

The man in black smiled: "I said, I just want to change the dynasty, I am not interested in this position, the prince has the strength to shout here, it is better to think about how to move next."

"How to get there? If only Zhao Feng was there! Now that the prince is not dead, the prince has entered the city! How else can I go! What choice do I have!"

"Calm down......

"I can't calm down, can you calm down! Then tell me how to move next! Your Great Mercy Palace is just an empty shell, the prisoners of those death row prisoners who can use the Dharma Protector! And the cobwebs you planted in the Rank Moon Sect are not the same, and it's over! But even if he doesn't die now, he will have to die, and when the time comes, we will all have to die!"

The man in black stared at him and did not speak.

Meng Jun asked rhetorically, "What, are you also afraid?"

"Hmph."

After the man in black finished speaking, he turned around and left, Meng Jun was puzzled, and chased two steps: "Where are you going!" Believe it or not! If you don't help me find a way, I'll surrender to the outside of the palace tomorrow! Don't think about it when the time comes! Did you hear that?"

However, the man in black never looked back, and his footsteps never stopped.

Meng Jun was afraid, he took two steps back in a row, and staggered to the ground.

Sitting in the empty and dark hall, he looked around blankly, and the dragon column that held up the dome spun rapidly around him, making him dizzy.

He wanted to order himself to calm down, and countless voices swept through his head like a tsunami, shouting, roaring, tearing him apart several times.

Until a voice broke through the air, "Shizi!" Those voices were repulsed!

"Shizi! That lord snatched his subordinate's sword and went to the You'an Temple!"

Meng Jun looked at the person who spoke, it was his lieutenant, who was panting and appeared in the Zhengji Hall at the moment, looking at him in a panic.

"What? What do you say?"

"That's it, it's the adult! He snatched the sword and went to the You'an Temple!"

Meng Jun got up from the ground with his hands and feet and ran out quickly.

What is he going to do? What does he want to do?

After he entered the palace, he imprisoned Emperor Zhao Ying in You'an Palace, he wanted to kill Zhao Ying?

If Zhao Ying dies, then he Meng Jun will become a sinner for the ages who killed his father and killed the king, and when the new monarch ascends the throne, in order to give the world an explanation, he will definitely be crushed, then he will never have a chance to start again, it's over! It's completely over!

He rushed out of the main hall and went straight to the You'an Palace.

Just as he staggered up the steps of the You'an Palace, he heard an angry roar from inside: "Zhao Ying, have you seen it, how proud you were back then, how embarrassed you are today!"

Meng Jun's legs trembled, and he almost couldn't stand firmly, he stood at the door of the You'an Hall with the support of the deputy general, and looked inside through the crack in the door that was not closed.

I saw that in the hall illuminated by bright candles, the man in black who had just met him was dragging a long sword and standing in the center.

Opposite him, stood a skinny man in a yellow undershirt, with a mantle and sunken cheeks.

That's right, that's Zhao Ying, the emperor of Tongde.

Many people think that Zhao Ying is unconscious, does not care about government affairs, and is addicted to the beauty and wine of the harem, but they don't know that in the more than 20 years of his reign, he has been unable to sleep and eat all the time, and he has been shrouded in fear day and night.

This fear has tormented him more and more after his father Meng Chaodui betrayed the capital, when a person can't eat and can't sleep, how can the wine-colored authority still attract him, Meng Jun thinks that even if he doesn't attack the capital, Zhao Ying may not have a few years to live.

And at this moment, the withered emperor was squinting his deep-seated eyes slightly, looking at the man in black in disbelief.

He seemed to want to take two steps closer to get a better look at him, but a long sword was directly in front of him, so that he could not get even half a step closer.

"How does it feel to be cornered by the loyal generals who defended them back then? Tongde and Tongde, you changed the era name to Tongde, do you really think that you can be of one heart and one mind with Meng Chaodu? You let him have a lot of power, under one person, you don't really think that he will be of the same heart and mind as you, right? He's not going to betray you all the same! Will let his son imprison you! Replace you!"

"I, I misread him...... Zhao Ying sighed, "But you, I can't be wrong...... You, who the hell are you?"

"The position taken by disgraceful means will eventually be like sitting on pins and needles, twenty years, it doesn't taste good, right?"

"Who the hell are you?" Zhao Ying hissed and asked, "Tell me, who are you! Why do I think you look so familiar! Why?"

"Familiar? Do you remember the old man?"

"I remember, how could I not remember!" Zhao Ying seemed to be in a hurry to prove something, and said urgently: "I will see the old man appear in front of my eyes every day and every night, just like you at this moment! But they didn't carry swords, they weren't as clean as you, they were covered in blood, their clothes were ragged, and their fingers were worn out, as if they had crawled out of a deep grave! So, why are you so clean? Why don't you have blood on you?"

The man in black took another step forward and sneered, "Since you want to see them so much, why don't you go to them, use this sword, finish yourself, and you won't be able to see them?" Your father, your brothers and sisters, and the nephews who call your uncles and uncles! You'll see them in an instant!"

Zhao Ying looked at the sword handed over in front of him, his hands trembled, as if he really wanted to take it.

Outside the door, Meng Jun saw this scene and was about to stop it, so he heard Zhao Ying in the hall roaring exhaustedly, "You don't want to deceive me! I am the Ninety-Five! Whoever wants to be born will be born! Whoever wants to die! And they're going to get down on their knees and give thanks! I'm not wrong! I'm not guilty! Don't lie to me!"

"No, you're guilty of great sins! You deserve death! Thou shalt not be punished!" The man in black pressed on him as he spoke!

Zhao Ying looked at the face that was gradually approaching, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

"You, you!"

"See who I am! I'm going to ask for your life!"

"No! No!" Zhao Ying looked at him and saw that this familiar and stiff face was deeply engraved

His facial features, he was panicked and at a loss: "I am the Son of Heaven! How could the Son of Heaven be guilty! You are a fake! Yes, you're fake too! Even if you don't have blood on you, you're a fake!"

The man laughed, "Does it matter? How do you know that the great hall in which you now live, the world, is real? Maybe when you die, you'll come back to the real world! There are your fathers and brothers, and they will listen patiently to your confessions, and maybe they will forgive you!"

Zhao Ying couldn't help but shake his head, staring at him with empty eyes without blinking: "Will they really listen to me repent? Will you really forgive me? That's great...... That's great...... No! Don't listen to me to repentance! Don't forgive me either! My sins cannot be washed away, and what I have done is worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of all living beings in the world! Don't forgive me! Punish me severely! If not, I can't forgive myself! That's right, I'm going to be late! Send me to the oil pan! Send the sea of fire! Father! Brother Huang! Don't forgive me, don't forgive me......

The king of a country muttered as he slowly knelt at the feet of the man in black: "Don't forgive me, I don't deserve it, just punish me harshly...... Don't forgive me......

"Okay, then I'll fulfill you!"

As he spoke, he raised the sword in his hand, and at the same time, the door of the hall was also violently pushed open from the outside, and Meng Jun staggered into the hall: "Don't! Stop it! Can't kill him! Bai Yu! I said, you can't kill him!"

Bai Yu's sword was raised in the air, and he looked back at Meng Jun, with a dead expression on his profound face.

The soles of Meng Jun's feet were soft when he was seen by those eyes that seemed to come from hell, he had been through many battlefields, and his hands had been full of blood, he thought that he would not be afraid of anything after flowing through the corpse mountain and sea of blood, but when he saw Bai Yu's expression at this moment, he was still afraid.

At that moment, he saw in his face the killing, the calamity, the despair!

It is a fire that soars to the sky, and it is also a boundless cliff!

All these things condensed into decay and dead silence at this moment, and it seemed that only the sword really fell could replace his soul from hell.