I, Ying Zheng, Was Just About To Ascend The Throne, But I Was Broadcast Live By Sister Zhou

Meng Tian's eyes are also full of cold light at this moment!

"promise!!!"

Meng Tian shouted loudly.

Sister Zhou's eardrums hurt a little from the shock.

Just at this time.

bass! ! !

The Son of Heaven sword whimpered.

On the bronze sword, a cold light flickered.

Ying Zheng swung the sword with one hand, and slashed at the gate of Yongquan Palace obliquely.

"Fuck, Zulong must have been mad with anger, right?"

"Brothers, please understand. My father hasn't been buried yet, and my mother has made a fool of myself. Zulong is so angry that he loses his mind. I can understand."

Just when the bullet screens said that they should understand Zulong.

A jaw-dropping thing happened!

Click! ! !

boom! ! !

Rumble! ! !

After several loud bangs in succession.

The vermilion gate first broke along the place where the sword light passed.

Then it collapsed!

When the palace gate fell, Sister Zhou even felt the ground tremble twice.

"I'm rough!!!"

Miss Zhou is numb.

Subconsciously opened his mouth and called out the national essence.

The barrage also exploded.

"I'm rough! I'm rough! I'm rough!"

"What did I see?!!!"

"Ah!!! Is this true? I'm rough! I'm rough!"

"Break through the palace gate with one sword?"

"This fucking vermilion palace gate was cut in half by a f***ing sword?"

Historian Chen Shangxin, who has been following the live broadcast room, also stared at the live broadcast room with wide-eyed eyes.

With his eyesight!

For sure, the gate of Yongquan Palace is made of solid wood of golden nanmu!

What is solid wood! ! !

It is heavy, hard and dense, so it is called solid wood! ! !

Sister Zhou: "This door weighs hundreds of catties!!!"

"Old woman, your imagination is lacking."

"This door needs at least three men to push it open."

"A ton is an understatement."

"I'm numb. I feel like I'm watching a fantasy live broadcast. Sister Zhou, please help me ask if Zulong has returned from cultivating immortals!"

"I doubted myself just now. I thought I was wrong. I thought Meng Tian opened the door. But seeing you all say that, I believe it!"

"This is the strength that a thirteen-year-old child should have???"

"With Zulong's strength, he ran back from Handan with Zhao Ji at the age of ten, and he didn't mix it up at all."

"Brothers, what the hell is this?"

"I'm wet, brothers, I'm wet."

A sword split through the several-ton palace gate.

Is this still an ordinary person?

According to historical records, Jing Ke assassinated Qin!

What the hell, does Jing Ke dare to assassinate the King of Qin?

Open the gate of the palace with a special sword.

Still around the column?

Go around the pillar, break the pillar, and kill Jing Ke!

"ah!!!"

Just then.

The palace servants in Yongquan Palace came out to check the abnormal noise.

I saw that it was Ying Zheng coming in.

Some of the less courageous ones have already screamed.

The rest immediately knelt down.

"Queen Mother, in the palace?" Ying Zheng asked coldly.

Those few people panicked and dared not speak.

All are shaking their heads.

next moment.

Meng Tian's sword slid across the heads of a row of palace servants.

Heads rolling, blood flowing!

hiss! ! !

Sister Zhou's hairs stood upside down all of a sudden, feeling nauseous.

Sister Zhou's pupils constricted and she became dizzy.

He quickly turned his head and didn't dare to look at the corpse.

but.

The smell of blood! ! !

vomit! ! !

Sister Zhou covered her mouth and retched.

The audience in the live broadcast room was even more frightened by the sudden bloody scene, so that the bullet screen was empty.

kill! ! !

It really kills! ! !

Fortunately, the angle of view was instantly raised in the live broadcast room, so no bloody scenes could be seen.

After a while.

The bullet screen instantly skyrocketed.

"Wori, it turns out that the previous TV dramas were all fake. The moment a person is beheaded, he won't directly spurt blood!"

"Damn it, one second will affect my appetite for a day."

"The scalp is numb, old woman, are you okay?"

"The old woman observed on the spot, she must have vomited."

"It's so miserable. At this moment, I don't envy the old woman at all."

Sister Zhou's face was pale.

He didn't even dare to look at the corpse behind him again.

Reluctantly, he continued to walk behind Ying Zheng.

Sister Zhou: "I suddenly seem to be going back. Will I be cut off like them one day?"

"Sister Zhou, don't be afraid, hold Zulong's thigh tightly, you will be fine."

"Yes, this is ancient times. Killing people is very common. If you can't get over this difficulty, you will die."

"Old woman, be stronger. You treat this place as a game. When you play games, don't you also bleed?"

Sister Zhou was so frightened that she collapsed, which made the old fans in the live broadcast room feel distressed to death.

Can.

These are truly, cruel times.

Ordinary people are ants! It's worthless!

Killing may even be just a temporary bad mood of the strong.

"No, there are bloody scenes, and the live broadcast room has not been blocked!"

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