Xie Xinzhi walked towards the imperial city in a sluggish manner, the meridians in his body were all broken, his internal organs were already mixed together, and his seven orifices were bleeding, and he looked miserable.

The Haoran righteousness in his body has disappeared, and he has completely lost the connection with Haoran righteousness.

How could he not know that he was completely bewitched by Ling Feng, and now that he thought about it, how could a cultivator who was high up and cooperate with a mortal on an equal footing?

At that time, I believed that as long as I completed what he said, I would be able to leave this world and go to a wider world.

Looking back now, I feel ridiculous, I took it for granted, and I didn't even have the slightest doubt about Ling Feng's thoughts.

Probably using something to imply that he would convince himself of his secret method?

After all, it is normal for a cultivator to have methods that mortals do not understand.

The pain in his body made Xie Xinzhi's steps more and more staggering.

But he didn't care at all, and only walked towards the capital of the Great Zhou Kingdom on the muddy road with his tenacious will.

A complete loser, he now just wants to return to the place where he once dreamed of his dreams.

Stand at the top of the capital and take a look to see if you can see your former self.

Along the way, mourning is everywhere.

The sudden flood turned the originally peaceful national capital into purgatory in an instant, and the dead people were everywhere.

Thinking that there was a reason for all this, Xie Xinzhi suddenly felt guilty.

Even if there is no Ling Feng, for his own selfish interests, he who harms the common people is probably not worthy of Haoran righteousness.

He once thought that sacrifice on the avenue was indispensable, but after witnessing such a tragic situation in the world, Xie Xinzhi was a little shaken.

It's all well and good for ordinary people to build a better system, but would they really be willing to sacrifice themselves on premise?

For the sake of what you think is the avenue, let others die willingly?

It's funny to think about!

How can you make decisions for others and feel comfortable that others are willing to die?

He smiled self-deprecatingly, and the pain that affected his internal organs made him frown again.

Bow your head and continue to walk towards the national capital.

The flood appeared suddenly, and the capital was built on high ground, so it came and went quickly.

Left behind a mess, muddy, and littered with corpses.

Suddenly, a catastrophe fell from heaven, and for the people, they could only let God's anger pour out on them.

Xie Xinzhi didn't want to atone for his sins, because the mistakes he made were irreparable, and he gave up everything just to go to a broader world.

I am left alone, and I have no ability to make up for such a sin.

Now there is only one death, and the life of a cow and a horse to wash away his sins.

There was a determination in his numb expression, and now he just wanted to take a look at Maple Leaf City from the highest point in the capital.

At least glance in the direction of home.

Suddenly, two teams of guards with knives hurriedly leaped towards Xie Xinzhi, dressed in brocade flying fish suits and hanging long knives at their waists, which were the most elite sword guards of the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Every sword guard is at least a master in the middle of the day after tomorrow, and there are even many innate masters among them.

When they discovered Xie Xinzhi, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and more than a dozen true qi masters rushed towards Xie Xinzhi in a semicircle.

Press the handle of the knife with your hand and draw the knife at any time.

Xie Xinzhi didn't seem to see these dozen sword guards, and walked his own way by himself.

The more Xie Xinzhi was like this, the more daring the more than a dozen sword guards became, and they acted rashly, and the order they received was to arrest them alive.

Catch a great martial arts master who is alive and has a mighty and righteous spirit!

What is the difference between this and sending to death.

But they still took this errand head-on, and they knew very well that if they didn't come, they would probably die at that time.

When they came to Xie Xinzhi with the determination to die, they naturally raised their vigilance by 100,000 points.

At this time, it was really extraordinary, in front of more than a dozen good hands, the people in front of him were obviously seriously injured, but they regarded them as nothing, and the grandmaster's bearing was undoubtedly revealed!

Wait, seriously injured?

One of the sword guards had the audacity to untie the noose from his waist and threw it towards Xie Xinzhi.

Xie Xinzhi didn't have any resistance, and he couldn't resist and was directly strangled to the ground by the sword guard's neck.

Looking at Xie Xinzhi, who was dragged to the ground and still did not resist, the remaining sword guards were ecstatic.

Grass!

I thought I was here to send him to death, but I didn't expect that he was here to receive merit!

What martial arts master is not a toothless tiger yet?

The remaining sword guards no longer hesitated, and threw out the lasso on their waists, trapping Xie Xinzhi to death, and more than a dozen people rushed up, directly tied Xie Xinzhi into zongzi, and sent them towards the national capital.

They are just sword guards, and now that the country has suffered such a catastrophe, His Majesty did not send people to rescue the disaster, but instead asked them to come and arrest a great martial arts master.

They also know that there is a low-hanging fruit in front of them, and now they just need to go and receive the reward!

Walking into the national capital, it was also a mess, with the flood destroying most of the houses, and countless victims crying and displacing in the streets.

But now the imperial city has been under martial law, and countless black-armored warriors are divided in all directions of the imperial city, without caring about the life and death of the people.

At this time, the country that became a homeless person suddenly began to miss the Tang Dynasty that had long been forgotten by them in the corner of their memory.

If it was the Tang Dynasty, I'm afraid that the disaster relief had already begun now, and the new emperor didn't care about their life or death!

More than a dozen sword guards carried Xie Xinzhi into the heavily guarded imperial city as if they were carrying a victory, and after confirming their identities, after three inspections, they carried Xie Xinzhi to a high platform.

Under the high platform, there were several corpses, men and women, and even two sword guards.

This situation made the newly arrived sword guards feel cold in their hearts, they all knew that now the Great Zhou Emperor not only has the right, but also a congenital master!

The sword guards knelt on the ground and threw Xie Xinzhi on the ground, waiting for the emperor's summons.

On the high platform, a young man in a yellow robe held a sword in his hand, and his face was hideous, pouring sip after sip of strong wine.

When he saw Xie Xinzhi who looked miserable, the young man poured two more sips of wine, motioned to the sword guards to step back, raised his right hand, and his true anger surged, directly taking Xie Xinzhi from the ground to the high platform.

"You're plotting against me to be a substitute for the dead?" The young man pinched Xie Xinzhi's neck, stared at Xie Xinzhi and said viciously.

The person in front of him is the former Wang Xiaoming, and now Wang Mang!

Xie Xinzhi didn't answer, just turned his head to look in the direction of Maple Leaf City, frowning slightly, feeling that this place was still too low, and he couldn't even look outside the city.

Seeing that Xie Xinzhi didn't care about himself, Wang Xiaoming laughed angrily, and said with Xie Xinzhi in his mouth: "The emperor who has lost the luck of the emperor is not just a puppet waiting for the fall of the dynasty?" Let me see, how did the young master of my family become like this, could it be that he was coaxed by the immortals? ”

After the ridicule, Wang Xiaoming still felt puzzled, and smashed a fist on Xie Xinzhi's abdomen, leaned in front of Xie Xinzhi and whispered: "I called you the young master for ten years, and I was used by you to become this emperor who has only been passed down for one generation, and now it's not too much to kowtow to me and call me Your Majesty, right?" ”

After speaking, he carried Xie Xinzhi and walked towards the main hall, where there was a dream that he had just longed for and was shattered, and he was about to lose the throne as soon as he arrived!

Wang Xiaoming drank away the eunuchs and palace maids around him, pushed open the door of the main hall, and when he threw Xie Xinzhi on the white marble steps of the main hall, he just wanted to walk on the throne that now belongs to him, but he stood there in a daze, not daring to move again.

Because on the dragon chair, there was a man sitting.

Dressed in a green shirt, he stroked the dog's head.

Ouyang looked at himself with a smile.