Ah Du's strength is still very immature, not so much to lift the knife, but to carry the knife.

He carried the knife, and because of his shallow strength, he wasted his strength before he put the knife tremblingly on the little emperor's neck.

The little emperor's originally iron-blue face suddenly turned from blue to red and then to white, and there was no blood at all.

His Royal Highness was dumbfounded.

The little emperor looked at the group of civil and military officials, and the civil and military officials also looked at him. He didn't want to show his embarrassed appearance in front of his courtiers, let alone that he failed to maintain his majesty as an emperor, but with the knife on his neck, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and lick his shriveled lips.

"Ah Du, you ...... You ......"

Ah Jun, who used to be the child king of the alley, saw that Ah Du, who was once as timid as a mouse, carried the "monarch killing blade" that he didn't dare to carry, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

He was also as dumbfounded as His Royal Highness's civil and military officials.

He didn't know if he should persuade him to put down his sword, or if he should let him kill the little emperor to avenge their father.

He used to be decisive, but now he is just stumbling on the sidelines, and he can't say a word for a long time.

The blade is sharp, and the knife light is cold.

The little emperor instinctively shrunk his neck, but in His Highness, in the crowd of civil and military officials who didn't dare to say much, there was a supreme grandmaster of the Chen Guohuang clan, who rushed towards Ah Du and Lin Xiuran in the palace.

It was a crane-haired, skinny old man, with the emblem of Emperor Chen's family on his body, and he didn't know how many generations of the little emperor's ancestors were.

He held the long sword and stabbed it straight at Ah Du's little head, trying to save the little emperor.

Ah Du was frightened by the sudden change and shrunk his neck.

But he didn't put down the knife in his hand, but he couldn't cut it down, and he was still hesitating.

"Hah-"

In an instant, the man was about to stab Ah Du's head.

"Hmph, looking for death—"

At the critical moment, Lin Xiuran waved his left hand vigorously, and a gust of wind roared away, hitting the old man's face.

The wind came whirring, withstanding the old man's long sword and the old man.

The old man stagnated, unable to advance an inch, the wind whirred, and the hunt moved.

The two sides wrestled in mid-air.

The crane-haired goosebump old man's crow-blue clothes were blown by the wind.

In the end, the old man was defeated, and the whirring and roaring wind continued to move forward, lifting the old man away.

The old man flew back upside down, and his body slammed to the ground.

"Poof—"

His throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

But he didn't give up, he dodged, immediately grabbed the long sword that fell to the ground, and attacked again.

This time, behind him, there were several of the most powerful backbones of the death guard, they were all first-class innate masters, and they also took out their respective weapons almost at the same time, and attacked Lin Xiu and the little boy Ah Du at their fastest speed, from different directions.

They didn't even confirm whether Lin Xiuran was an immortal of the Immortal Court, and whether he was dealing with this matter on behalf of the Immortal Court, so they immediately started to move.

The dead guards do not listen or speak, they are loyal and fight for their lives, so that they don't care who is right and who is wrong.

"Hmph, look for death!"

Lin Xiuran shouted angrily again.

Looking at Chen Guo's dead guards who attacked him and the little boy A Du from all directions, Lin Xiuran stiffened his face, and with a wave of his sleeves, there was another gust of wind.

"Whew-"

The wind is invisible, scraping flesh and bones, and has the power of a giant elephant.

This time, Lin Xiuran saw that they were stubborn, so he didn't spare his hand and did his best.

In an instant, the few Chen Guo dead guards who rushed to attack were hit by the wind together with the old man.

Gangfeng, which has the power of a giant elephant, is by no means something that those mortal masters can resist, and the moment several Chen Guo's dead guards came into contact with Gangfeng, they made a "bang-" sound, and they were immediately blasted into a blood mist.

"Click-"

The stump fell to the ground, and the blood mist poured on the row of civil and military officials standing in front.

And the old man with goosebumps was also cut off one hand, one foot, and half of his body in this gust of wind, and he fell to the side, unable to move again.

He could only glare at Lin Xiuran viciously.

But in the end, he was cut off.

After the red blood flowed into a huge circle, he died completely.

It's just that his eyes didn't close after all, and he didn't blink to death.

It was only at this time that the little emperor's face, which had never cared or worried about people, finally flashed a trace of loneliness and sadness.

The old man who died tragically was one of the few people he cared about in his cold heart.

......

"Whew-"

The wind blew through the blood mist, passed through the temple gate, and blew into the high sky outside the temple, whistling outside the temple.

And in the hall, with the death of the crane-haired goosebump old man, it was a deathly silence!

The civil and military ministers, who were covered with faces, were silent, and they didn't dare to wipe the blood on their faces, nor did they dare to speak, and they didn't even dare to glance at their faces to see the expressions of their fellow officialdom around them.

On the Jinluan Palace, a fairy talisman shines brightly, which is the symbol of the immortals of the immortal court.

Lin Xiuran released this certificate, and suddenly there was a lot less trouble to explain.

Those civil and military officials are all human spirits, and when they read them one by one, they understood very clearly.

In that hall, the man in green clothes who tied up the little emperor was indeed a high-ranking immortal in the Immortal Court.

"Huh-"

Lin Xiuran saw that His Royal Highness's civil and military officials were silent, and no one dared to make a move, so he smiled contemptuously.

Immediately, he turned around and looked at the little boy, Ah Du.

"Why, don't you dare to kill?" Lin Xiuran asked.

"For ...... Why? I obviously haven't seen him, my father and mother have no grievances with him, why did he kill me and Ah Jun's father? He is obviously the emperor, why does the emperor kill people, why does he want to cover up for monsters?"

Because of exhaustion, Ah Du could no longer carry the knife.

He removed the knife from the little emperor's neck and pestled it on the ground, and the knife stood upright, only two or three points shorter than him.

"Little doll, have you ever stepped on an ant?"

Lin Xiuran did not directly answer the little boy Ah Du's question, but asked rhetorically.

"Stepping on ...... Trampled to death. ”

"That's a lot easier to explain. Lin Xiuran said: "Your father and mother are the ants who were trampled to death by him on the ground, he really hasn't seen your father and mother, and there is really no reason to kill your father and mother, but you are the group of ants he met on the road, as soon as he lifted his feet and stepped on them, you were all dead, and he didn't even know that your father and mother had been killed by him!"

"Of course, his sins are not limited to these, and they are not something you can kill, but since I brought you here today, I just want you to do it. ”

Lin Xiuran said, looking at the little boy Ah Du at the same time, he also looked at Ah Jun.

But he, a wild child who is not afraid of the sky and the earth on weekdays, saw the group of black official hats that poured in from His Highness, and the timidity in his heart increased a little more, and he was becoming less and less inferior to the little boy Ah Du.

"You said last night that I wanted revenge, and since I saw it and agreed to it, I will give you a chance! Whether you want it or not is your own business! If you don't regret it in the future, it's only your own business, and it has nothing to do with me!"

Lin Xiuran was talking to the two children, and the little emperor on the dragon chair laughed out loud when he heard these words.

Maybe the ancestor he cared about died in front of him, maybe he knew that he was in a catastrophe, gave up on himself, broke the jar, or maybe he just wanted to vent.

He laughed wildly, sat on the dragon chair, laughed crookedly, laughed so loudly that his lungs were bursting with laughter.

"You immortals, it's ridiculous, don't you just know some spells that others don't know? Aren't you a little stronger than us mortals? ”

"You people, always regard yourself as a saint, want to save the world, want the right way in the world, and then, because of these irrelevant things, make yourself constrained, fools, idiots, if I have the strength of yours, people like you, I am afraid that I will be killed thousands of times, you self-righteous fools, idiots, never understand the power of conspiracy, you are just luckier than me. ”

Lin Xiuran listened to the little emperor's fierce words, and suddenly remembered the great power that knocked him down to his current realm.

That person's personality is as bad as the little emperor, and he is also unscrupulous, but he is different from the little emperor, the little emperor's strength is unattainable compared to himself, but that person has a strength that is only higher than Lin Xiuran.

And he did kill Lin Xiuran once.

The words of the little emperor are not unreasonable.

Lin Xiuran glanced at the little emperor's somewhat crazy face, and only said, "What you said, I can agree with some of it!"

But then, he changed his words and said, "However, this has nothing to do with you, you are still a scum." ”

"Hahaha, scum is scum, what about scum, dignified immortals, but so, but so!"

The little emperor laughed wildly in his madness, he felt that he had poked Lin Xiuran's weakness.

Before he died, he was able to tease an immortal in the fairy court, and it was worth it.

But Lin Xiuran didn't really care about his ridicule, he actually cared more about Ah Du, a mortal, than the little emperor, he wanted to see if he really had the courage to break through his innate fear of imperial power, to swing a knife, and kill the emperor.

This time, he did not disappoint Lin Xiuran.

The little boy Ah Du, a small ant, faced the little emperor, the high-ranking true dragon emperor, once again held the knife and moved.

Without any hesitation, he picked up the knife and used all his strength to slash at the neck of the little emperor on the dragon chair.

His hesitation was gone.

Because, in his mind, there was a golden light flashing.

It was a snowy day, and on the snowy road, in front of his father's baked cake stall, a monk touched the top of his head and made him remember the sentence in the "Three Character Classic".

"At the beginning of man, nature is good!"

In this world, it should never be like the emperor said, the wicked kill the good people.

How can the wicked fight the good guys?

Those who are good should be the winners in the end.

"Bang-"

The head fell to the ground, and he rolled to the side without looking at it.

Ah Du, who was immature in strength, somehow, cut off the head of the little emperor of Chen Guo without much effort, like cutting tofu.

The invincible little emperor died at the hands of the son of a bakery stall owner.

Dead, dead, dead.

Although intrigue is very useful, in the face of absolute strength, all intrigues and intrigues are nothing more than a thin blank piece of paper, as long as you hold it tightly, you can easily knead it into a crumpled paper ball.

Lin Xiuran looked at the blood-drenched human head, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and he smiled at Ah Du with an interesting smile: "Little baby, now, the emperor of Chen State, it's you!"

He grabbed him, threw away the body of the little emperor who was paralyzed on the dragon chair, and pressed Ah Du on the dragon chair.

After that knife, he was Emperor Chen Guoxin.

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