Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 367
Wan Zhuan stared at Fuchen, still saying, "Fuchen, don't be kind to women." He waved his hand and finally agreed.

But the order has been issued and cannot be changed.

Wan Hui can only "give death".

His second prince status must be stripped away.Become a commoner and change your name.You can't leave the nations, and you can't contact any political party.

Wan Chaan allocated a place for him and made him a small landlord.If you can't starve to death, you can't develop your own power.

Seeing Wan Zhuan leaning against him again, Fuchen couldn't help but bow his head and blame himself.

I haven't seen you for three years, but I still trouble my brother so much.It seems that she is always useless.

"Come here." Wan Zhuan said.

Fuchen stepped forward and walked to Wan Chaan's side.

Wan Zhuan sat on a high position, stopped writing, and stared at Fuchen, "If you want to protect someone, you must make sure that they don't do unnecessary things."

Fu Chen raised his head, wondering, "Brother mean Wan Chen?"

Wan Bran remained silent, still staring at him.

Fuchen turned his head, staring blankly.After a long pause, he said stiffly, "Master, master treats me like a son. If he does something wrong, can you, can you, hand it over to me?"

Fu Chen choked up, unable to believe it.

Wan Zhuan glanced at her, but said nothing.

Do not agree.

Will never agree.

For a moment, Fu Chen even suspected that the reason why Wan Zhuan so readily agreed not to kill the child or Wan Hui was foreshadowing.It was to bet on her mouth.

chastity...

Fuchen walked out the door stiffly.

Wan chaan hates it, except for the former king Wanqi and the first queen, he is the chastity who proposed "destroying the king and destroying the country".

What he hates the most is also a virgin.

Going out, Fuchen leaned on the stone railing to support his body, and took a long deep breath.

Suddenly, Fuchen ran up to the palace where the former king's body was placed, and saw Zhenren chanting words and staring at the coffin.

Fuchen rushed over, directly opened the coffin, and touched the corpse with his hands.

The witches were shocked and stepped forward to stop them.

Moving his hands around, he quickly noticed the small bugs under his clothes.

died.

In an instant, everything became clear.

Fuchen put away the bug and pushed it to his sleeve.Let the witch push her away and re-build the coffin.

Zhen Ren watched silently, saying nothing.

Fu Chen was stunned and closed his eyes.

Open your eyes again, with firm eyes, and walk towards Zhenren, "Master, you can go to the mountains to practice with peace of mind. Give me the position of the Great Wizard."

Zhenren looked at Fuchen and said nothing.

Fu Chen's eyes indicated: This is an announcement, not a discussion.

The chastity doesn't need to think, everything is clear.

In the days that followed, Fuchen did not let Zhenren get close to the dead king's body, and also independently took over all the work of the great wizard.

The chastity does not act, and is manipulated by the floating dust.

The witches observed the situation, knowing that it was a natural change of position, and gradually stood by Fuchen's side.

Half a month later, Wan Chen brought the army back.

Ten thousand chaff sent troops to encircle and suppress.

Fu Chen stood in the palace, watching silently.

The mission of this world has just begun.

Before, it was just to survive.

Now, it's time to flex your fists.

It's only been ten years, and Fu Chen knows that he is biased towards Wan Bran.If possible, she hopes that Wan Kuan can become a wise king and lead the world to usher in a prosperous age.

As long as, as long as those talented people are kept, as long as there are not too many useless killings.

Wan Chen's army was intercepted in "Juncheng" next to the capital.

Wan Zhuan led three thousand cavalry to wander and shoot.He occupies high ground and can shoot from a distance.Hussars are fast and come and go freely.

Wan Chen himself brought only [-] cavalry, and [-] infantry belonged to the nearby General Yang, who dispatched them.

Three thousand cavalry entered the infantry camp, and put wolves like sheep, without any resistance.

In the palace, Lv Chayan managed the officials according to the law and stabilized the front hall.

In the harem, Fuchen walked into Liyuan by chance, recalling his childhood memories, and heard a few little princes cursing Wan Chaan fiercely to death, Wan Chen cut him into pieces, killing every piece of him.

The immature child's voice is full of resentment.

For a moment, Fuchen's head became unresponsive.Throw out a few bugs.The worms landed on the faces of the little princes and got into the seven orifices.

"what--"

"what--"

The child fell to the ground, throwing himself on the ground and wailing incessantly.

Fuchen ordered, "Put them into the urn coffin and bury them with the late king."

After everything was done, the blankness in my mind disappeared.Fu Chen realized what he had done.

It's too late.

Fuchen is clear, he doesn't regret doing this, he needs to do it.

This is what the palace people do.It's not the immortal cultivator next to Ah Mang's father, but the palace people who do everything in their power to survive in this world.

They already have memories and know that they are princes, top players in power.Just like the Ten Princes of Lu Kingdom.

Leaving them alive will not bring good rewards.

She is also a ghost.

No one can say who.

Floating dust introspection: I still hope to keep a little bottom line.To do it, be a ghost who is not afraid of the enemy growing up.

Fuchen tried not to go to Liyuan and Anyuan (the places where princes and princesses were kept in captivity).They are now fearful, resentful, and will definitely say all kinds of vicious things.

After waiting for seven days, news came: Wan Chen surrendered.

Of the 1 people under him, [-] were left alive, and collectively abandoned their weapons and surrendered.

Unarmed, Wan Zhuan ordered the massacre.

The cavalrymen, armed with broadswords, chopped off flying heads in unison.By the time the soldiers picked up their weapons, it was too late, and all [-] soldiers were slaughtered.

Wan Chen ran away.

Wankang became famous, and various names such as "Killing God", "King of All Kingdoms" and "Madman" were spread around.

But one idea is self-evident: the king of all kingdoms is ten thousand chaff.No one in all nations can resist ten thousand chaff.

His army was the bandit before him.

The bandits have been in trouble for 8 years.

If it is said that this army belonged to Wan Zhuan from the beginning, how much treasure has been robbed by Wan Zhuan over the years using these "bandits"? After 8 years of running-in, every robbery of the army (bandit) is a training session. How much stronger is the fighting power than the regular army?The former king lost Wankang to suppress the bandits for three years, and Wankang was "critically ill" several times. How deep is this scheming and acting skills?

Everyone was terrified of thinking carefully, and dared not think about anything else.

Wan Chen fled, and everyone dared not speak out against Wan Chau's superior.

Ten thousand chaff returns.

When Fu Chen saw Wan Zhuan with wide-eyed eyes, he couldn't guess the expression just by looking at his face.But based on past experience, Fu Chen judged: Wan Chaan suffered from insomnia again.

Wan Zhuan went back to the palace to rest, and Fuchen followed him, kneading his head to relax him.

"I heard that my brother slaughtered thousands of people. My brother's new king ascends the throne and bears the infamy of killing innocent people indiscriminately. His career is not safe." Fuchen persuaded.

"I heard that you killed five little princes because of a few jokes, and threw them into the urn coffin to be buried with the old thing. Your character is unstable, and you are tyrannical in your bones." Wan Zhu retorted and teased.

Fu Chen looked away, "I want to cultivate my Dao heart and devote myself to it. But I am also a brother's person, and my heart will inevitably be close to you."

Wan Zhuan smiled, grabbed Fu Chen's hand, rolled up his sleeves, and saw the distorted word "Wan Zhuan" on it. "Your master didn't write for you?"

"Keep it. The whole life revolves around my brother." Fuchen said.

Wan Zhuan reached out and rubbed Fu Chen's head, "Have you decided on your princess title yet?"

Fu Chen slapped Wan Chaan's hand, "Don't be imaginative. You are only five years older than me! Don't always think about being my father!" Sitting on the arm of the chair, he muttered, "It's fine now. Nothing will happen. .I will succeed the Great Wizard immediately. You are the Great King. We have nothing to do on the surface. If you have anything to do, I can secretly stand up for you as the Great Wizard."

The witch clan is linked to the royal power, and I don't know how much criticism it will cause.

(End of this chapter)