Niu Ye looked terrified, and he stretched out his hand to take a step forward, and was about to speak for them.
However, Mu Ran didn't give him the slightest chance to react, and directly drew out the knife of one of the guards, and chopped off the heads of ten death row prisoners who came one after another.
He struck very quickly, and the knife was very sharp. When the knife fell, the head that was staring at the withered haystack fell to the ground with a sound.
The bright red blood sprayed on the ground made people feel shocked and panicked.
Mu Ran had a smile on his face from the beginning to the end.
Red drops of blood splashed across the sky.
As for Mu Ran, he seemed to be standing on a curtain of blood. He was obviously a person who should donate blood, but his body was clean without a trace of blood.
Mei was startled, but also made people feel chills down their spines.
"Okay, what a Leng Weiyuan! What an emperor of the Guyuan Kingdom!" Niu Ye didn't even shake his sleeves this time, and turned to leave directly. His angry back was full of resentment.
[Congratulations to the host for completing the task of acting as a character today. ] 527's cold mechanical voice was full of grief and indignation.
Mu Ran was very happy that he was angry with so many people.
The long sword in his hand was thrown to the ground with a "clang" sound, and his face was still smiling.
"Okay, you guys go down." Mu Ran waved his hand to let people leave.
He looked at the two guards kneeling down on Wei Qing, and felt a pain in his head.
What a pig teammate, he has seen it today.
But this time the pig, anyway, the timing of the pig is just right.
The guards hurriedly pulled Wei Qing, who couldn't even stand still, and left.
The venue was quickly cleaned up by the dexterous maid.
Xiao Liu was worried: "Your Majesty, if you provoke General Niu so openly, will he"
Mu Ran paced back to the imperial study, sat at the desk, and said indifferently: "Xiao Liu, you talk a lot."
Xiao Liu choked, a little confused about Mu Ran's attitude.
In the past, the emperor would talk to him about these thingswhy is it now?
Xiao Liu bit his lip, and said in a low voice, "It's the emperor."
He stood humbly on one side, his eyes full of darkness.
Mu Ran held a brush in one hand and a memorial in the other, smiling.
He is like this today not only to annoy people, but more importantly it is for Wei Qing.
In the general's mansion, the servants faced Niu Ye's anger, and the yard was in a panic for a while, and people were panicked.
"Hmph! Leng Weiyuan is so brave! How dare you provoke this old man in public!" Niu Ye slapped the table and sat down on the stool angrily.
The housekeeper on one side kept pouring tea for him, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead: "General, what is it that made you so angry?"
Niu Ye's eyes were bitter, and he gritted his teeth and said what happened just now.
The housekeeper couldn't even close his mouth in shock.
This emperor, his courage is really getting bigger and bigger
Niu Ye took a sip of tea, calmed down, and said, "By the way, you go and prepare some food, cloth, clothes, and other miscellaneous things for seven or eight-year-old children, and send them to the proton in the palace." .¡±
Hearing this, the housekeeper was a little puzzled: "General, what do you mean?"
"The purpose of what Leng Weiyuan said today is to tarnish the old man's reputation!" Niu Ye snorted coldly, and whispered, "How could the old man let him get what he wanted? You not only want to give it, but also the best one, you know Yet?"
Niu Ye glanced away, and the housekeeper's hands trembled, and the teapot in his hand was almost unsteady.
"Yeah, I got it, General" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com