Dressed as a cannon fodder

Zheng Jiewan writes down the scroll and draws in detail. After he has carefully considered and penned, a figure jumps out on the paper. He wears a curtain on his head, and his back is isolated. A small piece of the chin.

He frowned and looked at it for a while, feeling that he couldn't draw the man's charm, so he rolled up the rice paper and threw it under the table, but there were already several balls of rice paper lying on the ground, dipped in a little ink, it was a mess.

"Your Majesty," the palace official stepped forward to report in small steps: "The Minister of the Ministry of Officials is asking to see you."

Zheng Jiewan frowned, "No see."

He lowered his head for a moment, and realized that the people around him hadn't left yet, so he frowned and said, "Why don't you back down?"

"Because he is waiting for me." An old voice came, and the sound of crutches echoed in the hall.

"Your Majesty," Shao Yuqing stepped forward and stood still. The distance between the monarch and his ministers has exceeded the length of looking up. His eyes are even, and he said: "The flood in the south of the Yangtze River has not been resolved. How can Your Majesty indulge in these irrelevant things?" , ignoring the people all over the world who are suffering.”

Zheng Jiewan felt something was wrong.

This round of questioning is simply inexplicable. Regarding the flood in the south of the Yangtze River, he has already approved the papers. Why did Shao Yuqing suddenly bring it up to make use of it?

"Shao Aiqing, what are you talking about?"

"Your Majesty," Shao Yuqing went a step further, "You are obsessed with that painting and ignore the state affairs. If things go on like this, where will you leave the ministers of the court and the people of the world?"

Although Zheng Jiewan said that he cherished the picture scroll very much and was cautious about it, he was absolutely not obsessed with it to the point of ignoring the government. Shao Yuqing's pressing rhetoric at every step can be seen from a glimpse of his different intentions.

"Shao Yuqing!"

Zheng Jiewan emphasized his tone, "As a distinguished family, I hope you pay attention to your words and deeds, so as not to be misunderstood."

Shao Yuqing didn't answer, but said loudly: "Such a fatuous monarch who is obsessed with romance, abandons the affairs of the country just for a illusory shadow, and has abolished the government for many years. Do you still want to continue to work for him?"

None of the people behind him opened their mouths, but the sabres around their waists proved their determination.

Entering the palace with swords, crowds flocked.

This is to rebel.

Zheng Jiewan had blue veins on his forehead, "Shao Yuqing! Do you know what you're doing!"

Shao Yuqing threw the crutch in his hand to the hall, tore off the pimples on his face, and said fiercely: "Of course I know what I'm doing."

"you--"

Zheng Jiewan was shocked.

Shao Yuqing looked like this 20 years ago, but he still hasn't changed at all 20 years later.

The weirdness here is self-evident.

Zheng Jiewan drew out the sword under the long table, and said in a deep voice, "Shao Yuqing, you are ready to bear the felony of treason."

"Winners and losers, winners are all righteous, not treason."

Holding the sword, Shao Yuqing charged forward.

When the swords met, Zheng Jiewan suddenly realized that Shao Yuqing's skills were not inferior to his.Not long after, he missed, and Shao Yuqing followed the gap and stabbed at the door.

He dodged in embarrassment, a thin bloodstain was drawn on his cheek, and he felt sore and weak.

There was medicine in the tea I drank just now.

Shao Yuqing pulled up a beautiful sword flower and paced around Zheng Jiewan's precarious figure.

"The once frightening General of the God of War, with the name of invincibility made of steel, if he can kill you by the sword..."

"Thinking about it makes my heart feel hot..." Shao Yuqing muttered to himself, as if he wanted to pour out all the things he had been holding back for many years, and asked Zheng Jiewan to see what he, an important minister of the imperial court, had hidden for many years evil intentions.

"The most suitable way to die for you is to pierce your chest with a sword," he said slowly, "Poison won't kill you, and assassination won't kill you. Since you are so favored by fate, I'll let God see if you are How did you kill me with a sword?"

He lifted the sword in a condensed breath, pointed the tip of the sword at Zheng Jiewan's heart, and slowly raised the corners of his lips.

kill him.

Kill him, kill him.

A full blow was thrown away by the restraint triggered by the murderous aura on Zheng Jiewan's body. Meng Yunchi, who was thousands of miles away, felt abnormal at the same time, leaned over and hugged Min Hangyuan, and said in a low voice: "It may be a little uncomfortable, bear with it."

After finishing speaking with his right hand, the figures of the two disappeared in an instant.

Then he appeared in the palace of Qi State thousands of miles away.

After the magic movement, Min Hangyuan's internal organs returned to their original positions, and he felt as if he had fallen from a height, and he hadn't recovered from the heart-pounding palpitations.He was not cultivated enough, so he could only rely on Meng Yunchi's palm attached to his back to transmit spiritual power to protect the five internal organs, which did not cause rupture and damage.

Even Zheng Jiewan didn't expect that Meng Yunchi would go back and forth, let alone Shao Yuqing who was holding a sword at the side.

A full-strength blow was bounced away, and his whole body almost broke through the palace wall and was thrown out of the palace. Lin Cheng stepped forward to catch his figure and asked him in a low voice if he was injured.

Shao Yuqing struggled to stand up with ferocious eyes: "Immortal Chief, people in the cultivation world don't care about the affairs of the human world. The change of power and the rise and fall of dynasties have nothing to do with the cultivation world. Please don't intervene to break the rules."

Meng Yunchi stroked Min Hangyuan's back and put him down.

"You're out of your mind."

"So what!" What does it matter to you

"No," Liu Xu flew out of Meng Yunchi's sleeve, circled around the two of them twice before returning to his hand, "It's related to me."

"The Qi State has been unified for ten years, and it is still unstable. As the most famous family, you plotted to rebel, and the world is in turmoil. There will inevitably be some trouble."

He raised his sword slowly, "It's a matter of the overall situation, it can be counted."

Shao Yuqing wiped the blood off his face, "What the Immortal Chief means is that you have to take care of this matter."

Standing on the hall holding a sword, Meng Yunchi stood in front of Zheng Jiewan and Min Hang, facing the countless swords and strange sights of His Highness, his expression was calm, as if a veil separated the two worlds.

"Where is Xiangguo?"

Zheng Jiewan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Meng Yunchi was talking to himself, "Xiangguo is not in the imperial city."

"I see," Shao Yuqing breathed out slowly, he dropped his sword, his shoulders slumped slightly, and he was a little tired, "Since the elder's intention is against me," he raised his head slightly, "The general situation is over, I have no chance of winning, just I hope the Immortal Elder can let Lin Cheng go, his actions are all at my behest, not his own will, and I also ask the Immortal Elder to let him go."

"Immortal Elder..." He whispered something, as if talking to himself.

Meng Yunchi frowned as he leaned down and approached, "You—"

Shao Yuqing made a sudden attack, and a silver light flew out from his sleeve, directly hitting Meng Yunchi's face.

There was a clang between electric light and flint.

When the hidden weapon was bounced away, Shao Yuqing felt dizzy and dizzy for a while, then opened his eyes and felt a sharp pain in his chest. He lowered his head and saw that there was a sword point stuck in his chest, and blood flowed down the edge of the blade.

The sword's edge didn't go deep into the chest, and Shao Yuqing's eyes flashed a fierce light, and when he raised his head, he was stunned.

Lin Cheng stood in front of him, using his body as a shield to block the attack for him. The long sword went straight through his chest, and the exposed point of the sword couldn't be resisted, which hurt him.

Shao Yuqing's hands trembled slightly. He looked at Lin Cheng, who was slowly unable to hide his figure and changed back to his original shape. The opponent's back was facing him, but both hands firmly grasped the blade of the sword to prevent him from taking a step forward. Slowly gathered into a pool on the ground.

Lin Cheng opened his mouth and coughed, coughing up a big mouthful of blood, "It's all... I did it, please... Immortal Chief, let him go...he..."

As soon as he was stabbed at the vital point, the demonic energy overflowed, but everyone in His Highness became noisy, wisps of black energy escaped from their foreheads, their eyes became clear, and they were all panicked and at a loss.Demons can infinitely magnify the desires in people's hearts, thereby controlling people's hearts.They will be bewitched, but in fact, they have such a motive in their hearts, even if it is just an idea like a spark in a flash.

Meng Yunchi drew out his long sword, and there was a tooth-piercing sound of the sharp weapon cutting through flesh and blood.Beads of blood splashed out and splashed on his body in a series, staining the moon-white gown, like a high-ranking god stepping down from the altar. There was no fluctuation in the expression on his face, but it made people want to pull him down and dirty him.

Zheng Jiewan was fascinated by the sight, and took two steps forward in a daze, and was startled that it was not the right time, so he hastily withdrew his foot that was about to step out, and stood on the spot.

Min Hang looked at him without a trace, changed his position to get closer to Meng Yunchi, followed his gaze and looked down at the two people on the ground.

Liu Xu's sword tip was still bleeding, but it didn't shake a bit, and the sword owner's mood didn't fluctuate at all.

"why"

For such a person, why do you have to do this? He asked me to let you go, but he just wanted to use you to divert my attention so that he could sneak attack. You asked me to let him go, but you gave up all the chances of escape. up.

"No reason." Lin Cheng gasped.

The man with the sword slowly frowned.

Obsession is indeed a thing that can only harm people.