Just when Fan Xian had just put down his wine glass, there was a faint sound of piano on the side of the hall.

In the solemn palace music, a eunuch was shouting: "Your Majesty has arrived!" ”

As the words fell, the whole palace fell silent.

The most powerful master in the Qing Kingdom, His Majesty the Emperor, led the mistress of the world, the Empress, slowly walked over from the side, and stood in front of the dragon chair with a gentle smile on his face.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

The ministers in front of the hall bowed respectfully, and the guests of the mission bowed, and the tension that originally remained in the hall was all replaced by an inexplicable solemn feeling.

But in such solemn moments, there was only one person sitting behind the desk, drinking to himself.

Seeing this scene, the queen who accompanied Emperor Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, and her beautiful eyes revealed a trace of anger.

Without waiting for her to reprimand, Emperor Qing raised his hand, looked at Fan Xian and chuckled: "Fan Xielu, but you are dissatisfied with me?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the ministers who knelt on the ground suddenly realized that Fan Xian, who had stirred up rumors in the capital, was still sitting behind the desk.

Fan Xian smiled, put the wine glass on the table, and then slowly got up, came to the back of the kneeling ministers, and arched his hand very perfunctorily.

"Back to Your Majesty, the minister is indeed a little dissatisfied."

When the words fell, the ministers on the ground turned their heads in anger and glared at Fan Xian.

The queen was even more furious, and shouted: "Bold, just Xielulang, dare to be pampered and arrogant, not kneeling when you see the saint, and intending to provoke the majesty of the Son of Heaven in front of the palace, this palace will treat you for a big crime of disrespect!" ”

"Come, ...... this thief"

"Wait!"

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Qing raised his hand to stop the empress.

Immediately after, he looked at Fan Xian with a slightly complicated look in his eyes and slowly spoke.

"I want to hear it, what are your grievances?"

Fan Xian smiled, lowered his arm, glanced at the courtiers kneeling on the ground in front of him, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, you must have heard the rumors in the capital these days, right?" ”

"Today, in front of the court and His Majesty the Emperor, I think it is necessary for me to clarify."

"That's not a rumor, it's all true, I'm the son of the hostess of the Ye family back then!"

As soon as these words came out, the ministers looked suspicious, and they all whispered and whispered.

They were not only suspicious of Fan Xian's identity, but also his arrogant style.

This is the Hall of Prayer, a solemn occasion for His Majesty to entertain the missions of the two countries!

Fan Xian dared to admit that he was a rebel in front of His Majesty and the ministers of the Three Kingdoms, and bluntly said that he was dissatisfied with His Majesty the Supreme Emperor......

Doesn't he want to live anymore?

The ministers in the hall thought in disbelief, completely unable to understand what Fan Xian was doing.

And those enemies of Fan Xian, such as Guo Baokun, the editor of the palace, are gloating in their hearts at the moment, hoping that Fan Xian will be a little more presumptuous, so that he can completely die without a place to be buried.

As for the Northern Qi Mission and the Dongyi Mission, they were cold-eyed bystanders.

But the schadenfreude in their eyes has made it clear that they want to watch this good show.

Fan Xian's voice echoed in the empty hall.

Emperor Qing stared at his eyes expressionlessly, and said slowly: "You want to get justice for your mother?" ”

Fan Xian nodded without hesitation: "That's right." ”

A wave of anger rose in Emperor Qing's heart.

This anger is not only dissatisfied with Fan Xian's reckless behavior, but also angry at Fan Xian for daring to question himself.

"Nonsense!"

Emperor Qing shouted loudly, and the courtiers in the palace immediately bowed their heads, and the birds were silent.

Even the people of the Northern Qi Mission and the Dongyi Mission didn't dare to gloat anymore, and bowed their heads one after another, not wanting to get into trouble.

In the entire palace, only Fan Xian stood with his head held high, looking at Emperor Qing with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Qing was even more angry in his heart.

He turned his head sharply and glared angrily at Fan Jiandao, who was kneeling among the ministers:

"Fan Jian, is this how you discipline your son?"

Without waiting for Fan Jian to answer, Fan Xian said leisurely: "I should ask you this!" ”

Emperor Qing was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Fan Xian with a somewhat gloomy face.

After a moment of silence, Emperor Qing's tone softened slightly: "...... You know it all? ”

Fan Xian nodded as a matter of course: "Of course." ”

Emperor Qing stared at him and said, "I see, is this your basis?" ”

"Ye's case back then was indeed problematic, but ...... What kind of place is this, and what is your identity, that you dare to make a big statement in front of me, do you really think that you are my son, and I will not dare to kill you?! ”

A roar of anger echoed through the empty hall of prayer.

All the people who heard this, whether it was the crown prince and the second prince, the royal family, or the courtiers of Qingguo and the two countries' missions, all looked shocked and speechless by the meaning of these words.

…… Fan Xian turned out to be really the emperor's illegitimate son?!

The crown prince and the second prince both looked at Fan Xian with complicated expressions, and their hearts seemed to have set off turbulent waves.

But Fan Xian didn't care, but shook his head and said: "My name is Fan Xian, I am Ye Qingmei's son, and I am also Fan Jian's son, but it is impossible to be your son." ”

At this point, Emperor Qing calmed down from his anger and began to feel that something was wrong.

He looked at Fan Xian suspiciously, and suddenly said coldly: "Come on, take Fan Xian down and put him in the prison of the Supervision Yuan!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the palace guards who had been ready to move for a long time suddenly took action.

But Fan Xian didn't make the slightest movement, just stood there, looking at Emperor Qing with mocking eyes.

Just as dozens of guards were about to approach Fan Xian, an incomparably surging wave of qi poured in from outside the hall, like a long dragon, instantly knocking all the guards around Fan Xian away.

Dozens of guards flew upside down, spanning a distance of more than ten meters, and crashed into the walls and pillars of the palace.

In just a moment, the door of the prayer hall was full of guards' bodies.

Although they were all alive and could even exhale in pain, for some reason, all the Praetorian Guard's meridians were blocked and they couldn't move.

Seeing this scene, the queen was terrified and hurriedly shouted: "Escort! ”

In an instant, Dao Dao figures rushed over from all directions, including the guards who were already in the palace, and the masters who were hidden in the shadows.

These people are either guarding Emperor Qing and the empress, or they are mysterious masters who rushed to Fan Xian and the palace.

The courtiers of the palace did not care about any etiquette at this time, and stood up from the ground in shock or anger, and ran to the side of the palace guards for protection.

Those courtiers who were armed with martial arts drew their swords from the waists of the guards and protected them in front of the emperor's frame to show their loyalty.

For a time, the hall was full of panic, and all kinds of things in the world were undoubtedly revealed in this short period of time.

But at this moment, Emperor Qing has no time to examine who is a loyal minister and who is a coward.

He slowly raised his head and looked out of the hall with an expressionless face.

I saw a black-shirted man walking in from outside the hall, his right hand was gently waved out, and the surging energy gushed out, knocking down all the palace masters who rushed towards him and Fan Xian.

Emperor Qing noticed that this person only used one hand when he shot out of the air.

On his other hand, he also grabbed the collar of an unconscious man.

“…… It's Grandpa Hong! ”

Yun Zhilan, the only Dongyi City Nine-Rank Master in the hall who was still calm, was full of surprise at the moment.

"Isn't it rumored outside that the Hong Sizhen Hong Gonggong of the Nanqing Palace is the fourth great master in the world?"

He ...... How could he ......"

Before the words fell, Yun Zhilan seemed to think of something, and looked at the man in black in disbelief.

"You...... You are the mysterious Grand Master of Northern Qi who slaughtered the ascetics of the temple?! ”

Yun Zhilan's exclamation was still very clear in this palace.

But neither Emperor Qing, nor Fan Xian and Yamu paid attention to his exclamation.

Fan Xian turned around and greeted Yamu with a smile.

"Brother Mu, I'm sorry, I called you back before I arrived at the temple."

"It's okay, I'm the space-time walker of this world, how could I miss this kind of thing."

Yamu replied softly, while loosening the collar of Gonggong Hong, and waved it out casually, knocking down the famous palace guard on the spot.

Emperor Qing looked at the two of them expressionlessly and said, "It turns out that this is what you rely on...... What about Wuzhu, is he here too? ”

Fan Xian shook his head and said, "To deal with you, you don't need Uncle Wuzhu to make a move." ”

Emperor Qing suddenly laughed: "Although I don't understand why you want to attack your biological father at such a time, but just a great grandmaster, you want to take my life in the palace, you can't help but look down on me too much, right?" ”

"Alright." Fan Xian sighed, "Accept the judgment of fate honestly, I know your hole cards, you are a great grandmaster, I also know this." ”

"I also know that the forbidden army in Kyoto is coming, and it won't be long before this palace is surrounded and impassable."

Emperor Qing couldn't be surprised why Fan Xian knew the secret he had hidden for more than ten years, and immediately sneered and said, "Since you know everything, why do you dare to come to seek death?" ”

Fan Xian grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth: "Guess." ”

After speaking, Fan Xian took out the void jade card and sent a message: "It's okay, the show begins!" ”

When the news came out, thunder suddenly rolled in the sky outside the hall.

Countless dark clouds poured and surged, covering the entire palace in an instant.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the golden thunder of several people hugging each other slammed down, shattering the vault of the entire palace in an instant, and all the bricks and pieces of wood were annihilated into powder in the violent thunder.

In the blink of an eye, the entire palace was split into an open-air structure.

The dim blue nebula night sky was instantly revealed to everyone in the temple.

Those forbidden troops who were rushing to the palace to escort them were all shocked by this scene and stopped.

The people of the city were also awakened by the great thunder, and they all got up in disbelief to check it.

"Boom!!"

In the New Year's prayer hall, Emperor Qing and the courtiers in the hall all raised their heads and looked at the clouds above their heads in a daze.

I saw countless golden thunderbolts surging among the clouds, suddenly turning into a thunder dragon, and suddenly turning into a thunder bead.

And above this rolling thundercloud, three tall and mighty gold-armored gods will step on the clouds.

The leader was holding a dazzling golden sword, with a heroic face and a majestic temperament, and the black striped gold armor on his whole body was wrapped with golden thunder, looking as majestic and inviolable as the glorious sun.

Behind him, countless banners covered the sky and the sun, and countless silver-armored gods would stand in the clouds with divine weapons in their hands, with shadows and shadows, layered on top of each other, like stepping on a cloud ladder, looking at at least 100,000 people!

The Hall of Prayer, and even the entire Imperial Palace, and the entire capital, have seen the magnificent scene of 100,000 heavenly soldiers coming.

Everyone was looking at the sky in a daze, and they couldn't help but think of the scene described in "Journey to the West" in their minds.

"100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals ......"

"Original...... There is really heaven in this world! ”

(End of chapter)