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Chapter 1231 To accept or not to accept

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    He suddenly fell to the ground, his hands and feet were completely broken, and the bones on his shoulders were also completely shattered.

    Flying down from the high platform, he landed face first on the ground. Countless sand and stones on the ground pierced directly into his head. The head suddenly turned into a bloody gourd, and bright red blood flowed out.

    He couldn't move anymore.

    Only the last bit of consciousness is left, and the heavy breathing is like a conditioned reflex.

    His eyes were slightly closed, and until now, the only consciousness he had left was the face of the 'Emperor'.

    What a terrifying face that is.

    ?Although he is calm, he is intimidating.

    Although his eyes are gentle, they seem to have endless murderous intent.

    He obviously spoke in a slow and leisurely manner, but it was like a life-threatening charm.

    Countless guards, all hunched over and leaning forward, with their eyes wide open, surrounded him. There was confusion in their gazes.

    They really can't explain it.

    This Tatar was very arrogant just now, but in the blink of an eye, he flew down.

    People held their breath and were silent.

    After silence.

    Zhang Mao roared: "Regicide, kill without mercy!"

    Suddenly, all the guards cheered up.

    Their eyes sparkled.

    Does this count as merit?

    who cares.

    So, countless people roared and chopped off their swords and stabbed their spears down hard.

    ??The pupils suddenly contracted and dilated, and the unwilling eyes seemed to say are you coming again?

    Uh-huh

    Even though he was about to die, Tuwu still let out a sad roar.

    In the blink of an eye, countless swords and spears trampled his body, and the severe pain made him faint. But the new pain woke him up from the unconsciousness, and then he fainted again.

    finally¡­¡­

    Died suddenly.

    It¡¯s almost minced into minced meat, the kind that kids can¡¯t eat.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Fang Jifan looked at the guards under the Temple of Heaven with disdain. Look at how excited these people were. They still wanted to make meritorious deeds like this. It was really too late to catch up with the heat.

    On the Temple of Heaven, there was complete silence.

    Leaders, look at me and I¡¯ll look at you.

    Those who were not involved in the sudden rebellion felt relieved, but what followed was fear. They bowed down, not knowing what to do.

    The etiquette officer was so frightened that he suddenly remembered his duty. Pushing the pen and holding the bamboo board in his hand, he continued to record.

    Those who had colluded with Tu Wu had pale faces and had already retreated among the leaders, kneeling down in fear.

    Wang Shouren lowered his head, bent down, and picked up the sunglasses that had just been taken off unexpectedly from the ground.

    The sunglasses were behind him, blocking his calm eyes.

    He sighed.

    Wang Shouren mutated again.

    Just like Ultraman.

    From seeking the Tao to enlightening him, after experiencing countless ups and downs, he attained enlightenment again.

    This is the benefit of thinking diligently.

    A person who knows how to think has no end to his thinking. He will always climb to the peak of thought one after another. Standing below the peak is like standing on the altar of heaven, looking at all the living beings below the peak.  , Wang Shouren's body has no edge, no compassion for the common people, but just a sigh.

    Then, dozens of leaders were reflected on this pair of sunglasses.

    He put his hands behind his back and took a step forward: "Just now, there were seven or eight more people, why don't you come together?"

    According to rational calculation, if seven or eight people fight one, there is a chance.

    But¡­¡­

    ?????????? These chiefs who are kneeling before the chiefs feel that their feet are a little weak, they cannot stand up, and they don¡¯t want to stand up. Kneeling like this, they feel safe

    Even if there is still a chance to fight, they have no intention of fighting for it in front of the 'Emperor'. They all kowtow: "I dare not even if I die!"

    "You missed a good opportunity." Wang Shouren smiled and said indifferently: "I can usually only fight five at a time. Any more will be too much."

    Fang Jifan stood aside, wondering what monster he had taught. How dare you insult the intelligence of these Tatars at this time?

    The chiefs and chiefs, however, felt distraught and cried: "I don't dare to do it anymore. It's so sudden."¡­¡­¡­

    And now this man has slowly woken up.

    Looking at the bed, I felt a little confused.

    Who am I and where am I?  What am I doing?

    Before Emperor Hongzhi could begin to regain his memory.

    A smiling face appeared in front of him.

    Zhu Houzhao looked at his father happily and said kindly: "Father, you are awake. Why did your father fall asleep so well? I was worried to death. It's okay, it's okay My father saved the day."  , the crisis has been turned into safety, I am so happy."

    Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Houzhao silently.

    Zhu Houzhao smiled more sincerely.

    He ordered: "Xiao Jing, hurry up and bring tea to your father."

    Xiao Jing came limping.

    ¡°In fact, he didn¡¯t faint at all.

    He neither dared to go out and tell the outsiders the truth, nor had any other thoughts. He pretended to lie on the ground and pretended to be dead for more than two hours. After all, Zhu Houzhao drank too little stinky pockmark soup and was very energetic.  back to normal.

    When he heard that Xiao Jing didn't go, he was furious and beat him for half an hour. Now Xiao Jing had begun to hate his parents, why did he let himself be the eunuch?

    "What's the use of being a eunuch? After working hard all your life, isn't it just a punching bag for others and someone who takes the blame?"

    Seeing that Emperor Hongzhi woke up, Xiao Jing suddenly felt that he had found a supporter, cheered up, poured tea, and handed it to Emperor Hongzhi.

    Emperor Hongzhi was still lying on the couch, his eyes went from confused to furious.

    This traitor!

    Emperor Hongzhi was trembling with anger.

    Todayis the day to leave seclusion.

    II

    It was actually broken by the prince.

    This son, is he crazy?

    How can he be allowed to mess around with such a big matter?

    Emperor Hongzhi was silent, sat up, took the teacup, and sipped the tea. However, the anger in his heart, instead of being extinguished, burned even more intensely, almost rising to the sky!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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