Everyone present was silent and looked at the man in white in disbelief.

This is more than a dozen late-congenital masters, and they were actually killed by this middle-aged woman in a few photos.

What's even more shocking is that as the national teacher of the Huang Kingdom, Mo Rugui is a symbol and a belief in the Huang Kingdom. It can be said that as long as the master is here, the Huang Kingdom will embark on the road to prosperity.

This kind of thinking has been deeply ingrained among the people of the Yellow Kingdom, and they are terminally ill and incurable.

The hall was so quiet that only the panting of breath could be heard. And then it was broken in the next moment.

"Who are you? I can make you a national teacher!

The emperor was short of breath, and when he saw that the national teacher was killed, he was more of a fear, but more of a desire. I crave someone powerful to help me.

Everyone's eyes were on the white robe, with fear in their eyes, and more curiosity.

This man in white looks like he is only in his twenties, but his strength is so strong that he can kill the national teacher in a short period of time, where did this person come from?

In the crowd, someone looked at Chu Cheng's back, wanted to speak and stopped, and after a while, he took a step forward and asked cautiously, "Are you Chu Cheng's nephew?"

Chu Cheng heard the voice, put his eyes on the crowd, and saw an old man.

The old man was gray-haired, and he had entered his prime, like a withered tree, lifeless. But the eyes are bright, and the wisdom is not foolish.

Chu Cheng nodded, this old man looked vaguely familiar, very similar to a friend of his. He quickly understood that this was Huang Guogong of the current dynasty.

There were bursts of surprise, and those heavy wheezing voices became even heavier. Everyone's eyes widened, staring at the white robe.

They didn't know Chu Cheng, but they all knew that the grandson of the former founding candidate who had been beheaded was named Chu Cheng.

But.... Didn't that person just enter the Immortal Gate five years ago? How could he come back so strongly?

There was a figure in the crowd dodging, and many eyes were on him.

This person has flower hair, a crane official robe, and a square face. In Huang Guo's fashion of advocating fat, he can't be said to be fat.

He is the predecessor of Chu Cheng, the father of Chu Cheng's fiancée Lin Ya, and Lin Zhenhong, the secretary of the dynasty.

Lin Zhenhong looked at Chu Cheng's back, his expression was a little complicated, and he regretted it a little. He didn't know about Lin Ya's divorce back then, but he didn't ask anything if he knew.

In his eyes, there is no one more outstanding than the disciples of the national teacher.

But... The Chu Cheng who once made him look down on him actually killed the people of the Yellow Kingdom, the heaven on the spiritual symbol.

Who else can be more outstanding than Chu Cheng?

Chu Cheng didn't answer Huang Guogong's words, but just retracted his gaze, looked at the emperor and said coldly: "From now on, there will be no more Huang Kingdom, and there will be no more emperors, so naturally there will be no national teachers." ”

The emperor's face finally changed greatly, he never thought that this person was actually Wu Linghou's eldest grandson.

When the Emperor tried to speak again, a sword light slashed his throat.

Blood splattered, and the head flew into the air.

In his last consciousness, the Emperor saw a corpse sitting on a dragon chair spraying blood violently, and then he could see nothing.

A generation of emperors died like this, and when the body fell, there was a sudden shock around him, and he saw a thick golden yellow mist emerging from the headless corpse.

Suddenly, the dragon groaned, and the yellow mist condensed a golden dragon, and the dragon swung its tail and roared towards the palace gate.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene, and after a while, a mournful voice sounded.

"The dragon qi is far away, is it true that my Huang Guo is really exhausted?" an old man trembled and trembled his hands.

The mournful cries of several people caused everyone to cry, and all the officials present fell into grief.

They were blinded by the national teacher, but in their hearts they were still loyal to the Huang State.

Now, the life and death of Huang Guo are controlled by the man in white in front of him.

The queen sitting on the phoenix chair was already frightened when she saw that her senior brother and the emperor had been killed one after another.

She is just Mo Rugui's nominal sister, a casual cultivator, and her cultivation is only a second-layer of qi gathering, even those military attaches who were killed by Li Ying are not as good.

At this time, Chu Cheng's gaze fell on her, and when he saw this appearance, he understood that the people of the Huang Kingdom were all distorted because of this woman.

"You are Chu Cheng, I know! You love me, Bengong.... I can be your woman, as long as you...."The queen's fat body shook as she spoke, as if grease met heat, layer after layer, melted.

Before the queen could finish speaking, a sword light slashed away a layer of her flesh, revealing her white bones.

A lump of white flesh fell to the ground, and the blood and fat fused together, and all that flowed on the ground was milky white blood.

The queen looked at the lump of meat on the ground. His eyes widened, and then he burst into an earth-shattering scream, ten times louder than a pig's cry.

Chu Cheng continued to use a sword, as if cutting pork, one sword after another, dropping pieces of flesh and blood.

Those ministers looked at this scene, from sadness to fear, and looked at the young man in white as if they were looking at an evil ghost from the Nine Shadows.

Eventually, the voice could no longer be heard, and only a white skeleton remained. The flesh and blood on his body fell to the ground and formed a small mountain.

"It turns out that the skeleton of a pig is no different from a human. Chu Cheng looked at the pile of meat and said lightly. "I don't know what human bones are. ”

Chu Cheng turned to look at those ministers, and the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Killing a hundred, ten thousand, a million people will not solve the hatred in his heart.

Everyone's hearts trembled when they felt this cold gaze.

Just as Chu Cheng was about to make a move, more than a dozen whistling sounds sounded outside the palace. Then the palace gate was blown open by a strong wind.

Outside the main hall, there was a sound of hurried footsteps. Chu Cheng looked up and saw more than a dozen figures walking in.

The leader was dressed in red, and when she appeared, the entire air seemed to be dyed a hazy red.

This woman is Gong Shiyue, who is known as the first beauty in Qingzhou.

Behind her. There are also two women, one is beautiful in yellow, and the other is pitiful in pink.

These two people are all known to Chu Cheng and have a very good relationship with him. They are Lin Qingrou and South Charm.

Lin looked at the emperor whose body was separated, her face changed, and when she saw the three heads in the hands of the middle-aged woman again, her expression was full of complexity.

She was a very smart person, and when she saw it, she knew why Chu Cheng would kill someone. It's just that when I saw my brother's tragic death, I felt like something was being involved in my heart.

Nan Fengyun, who was standing in the back, looked at Chu Cheng, his heart was inexplicably sour, he bit his red lip, and just watched quietly.

Chu Cheng was silent, his gaze stayed on the two women.

However, in his life, he knows the grace of hand in hand, and the love of red face.

One is his benefactor, and the other is his confidante. And he is facing a sea of blood and hatred that has been wiped out.

The word love has always been mottled. Between hatred and friendship, how to decide.