C41 Those who block me die

Imperial Palace, back mountain.

At that moment, the emperor of the Ming Empire, Zhu Wenyu, was riding a horse and killing rabbits in the forest. Zhu Wenyu drew his bow with both hands, and it became a full moon. With a swoosh sound, the arrow left the bow, flying straight towards a rabbit. After the rabbit was shot, its body trembled and it fell to the ground, motionless.

Wu Tian took this opportunity to praise loudly, "Your majesty, you are still as wise and mighty as before, with a hundred percent success rate!"

Zhu Wenyu was already over forty years old. He was a good emperor and would personally review all the major events in the country. That was exactly the case. As the emperor, he looked much older than his peers. He and Wu Tian had been acquainted since they were young, and their relationship was extremely good in private.

Hearing Wu Tian's words, Zhu Wenyu laughed and said, "Wu Tian, you're still so good at talking. When I was young, I loved hearing you talk, haha! " After laughing for a while, his heart felt much better. He suddenly thought of something and said: "Oh right, why did you think of living in the palace! You should know the rules here, there is only me, a man, in the entire palace. "

Wu Tian laughed bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, I'll tell you the truth! I offended someone I shouldn't have. "

"Someone you shouldn't have offended?" Zhu Wenyu could not help but become curious, and asked while smiling, "Who can make our Wu Wen Hou unable to offend him?" He understood in his heart that even though Wu Tian was only a Marquis, he held great authority in the Ming Empire. He was also a popular person in front of the emperor, and even if those dukes saw him, they would have to be courteous to him.

Wu Tian hesitated for a moment, then said, "Last night, one of my generals was killed, Your Majesty should know now! The people I offended were all very influential, even if the emperor … "

Seeing that Wu Tian did not say anything, Zhu Wenyu's face darkened, and said: "Speak! I will not hold you accountable. "

"Thank you, your majesty." Wu Tian continued, "Your majesty, you can't afford to offend that person either."

Zhu Wenyu was startled, there were people in this world that he could not afford to offend, and coldly snorted. "Who exactly are they, that even we cannot afford to offend them?" In the Ming Empire, besides the imperial power, there were only people from the Orthodoxy. The power of the Orthodoxy was great, but it did not dare to kill people in front of the Emperor. Even if it was done, it would first require the Emperor's consent to give him some face.

"Your majesty, you've already guessed it right!" Wu Tian replied, "That person is precisely a disciple of the Orthodoxy. This humble subject had no choice but to come to the Imperial City to avoid him. It's been said that they will need a year for their experiential learning down the mountain. As long as they can avoid this time, they will be fine. "

Zhu Wenyu let out a cold snort. With a slight force of his hand, that bow made of refined iron was immediately split into two, "Orthodoxy, is this us the emperor or are you the emperors?" He glanced at Wu Tian, and said. "You don't have to worry, as long as I'm still the emperor, the people of the Orthodoxy will not dare to touch you."

Hearing this, Wu Tian immediately knelt down, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhu Wenyu waved his hand, and said: "Get up! "Accompany me in hunting." As he spoke, he said to the guards, "Go and get a new bow and arrow."

Just at this time, a light flashed in the sky, and a group of people landed on the ground. The dozen over cultivators surrounded Han Yan, afraid that he would kill the emperor. Upon seeing someone land, the surrounding guards immediately gathered around and surrounded the group.

white-haired old man took a step forward and cupped his hands towards Zhu Wenyu. "This old servant greets Your Majesty."

Zhu Wenyu waved to the surrounding guards, hinting them to retreat, then said: "Third Uncle, why have you come." He saw an unfamiliar person in the crowd and asked, "Who is that person? Is he a new disciple?" The royal family naturally had Taoist s as well, most of them were from the imperial family, and some were rogue cultivators that were recruited from different parts of the country. The so-called rogue cultivators were the kind of cultivators that didn't have sects. They cultivated on their own and were unfettered. However, rogue cultivators didn't have very high cultivation bases.

The white-haired old man gave a bitter laugh. "Your Majesty, this is a disciple of the Orthodoxy. He said he has urgent business with you."

The place where Wu Tian stood was coincidentally blocked by the white-haired old man, so he did not see Han Yan. Curious, he moved to the side. When he saw Han Yan, his body trembled and he cried out: "It's you …"

Han Yan's face darkened. He took a step to the side of the white-haired old man and said to him, "Wu Tian, we meet again."

Zhu Wentian's face was slightly angered. This disciple of the Orthodoxy actually did not greet him, truly not giving him any face at all. He angrily said, "What are you called?"

Han Yan lightly glanced at Zhu Wenyu, and said: "Orthodoxy's disciple Han Yan greets your majesty." If he had seen the Emperor three years ago, he would have definitely knelt down and kowtowed. Now that he was a disciple of the Orthodoxy and his status had changed, there was absolutely no need to be polite to the Emperor. Especially after he knew that the emperor might not allow him to kill Wu Tian, his attitude became even more disrespectful. He already understood that if the Emperor agreed, then so be it. But if he disagreed, even if these people stopped him, they would kill Wu Tian.

Zhu Wenyu snorted and said: "Is this how you talk to the Emperor?"

Han Yan's expression did not change, and asked back, "The status of the disciples of the Orthodoxy shouldn't be any lower than that of the Emperor, right?"

"You …" Zhu Wenyu was enraged, if not for taking Han Yan's identity into consideration, he would have already ordered his men to kill Han Yan.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment. The pale old man looked at Zhu Wenyu and said, "Fellow Daoist, if you have something to say, say it to the emperor! Then leave quickly. "

Han Yan's gaze swept across Wu Tian's body, and the latter immediately felt goosebumps. He hurriedly leaned towards Zhu Wenyu.

"Your majesty, I want to ask you for a head." Han Yan looked at Wu Tian and said coldly.

Zhu Wenyu's face became gloomy, he knew who Han Yan wanted to kill, but since he promised Wu Tian, how could he go back on his words, and coldly said: "What if I say no?" He was not afraid of offending the Orthodoxy. The people of the Orthodoxy could kill others as they pleased, but they did not dare to kill an Emperor like him. The Orthodoxy had cultivators, as did his own imperial family. He was an Emperor with extremely great ambition. He wished that the Orthodoxy would listen to his command, and over the past few years, he had been nurturing cultivators that completely obeyed his orders.

"If the emperor says no, then I'll just take it." Han Yan's voice also became ice-cold, as killing intent filled her entire body.

"How dare you." Zhu Wenyu was really angry, and said to white-haired old man, "Third Uncle, kick him out."

The white-haired old man was unwilling to see this scene, he had clearly seen Han Yan's strength yesterday. The speed of the flying sword was beyond his imagination, if Han Yan was determined to escape, they could not stop him. If that were the case, it was very likely that the other party would take revenge on him. white-haired old man took a deep breath and sent a sound transmission to Zhu Wenyu, "Your Majesty, I'm already giving you a lot of face by telling you that he killed someone.

Zhu Wenyu was not a cultivator, so he naturally could not send a sound transmission. He asked angrily, "In the end, who is the emperor in the Ming Empire? Was it him from the Orthodoxy, or was it me, Zhu Wenyu? If I don't even have the right to reject a disciple, then what is this Emperor supposed to be? " He also wanted to become a cultivator and had powerful techniques, but his spiritual root was too weak and he had never succeeded in his cultivation.

white-haired old man: "Your Majesty …"

Han Yan raised his head, interrupting white-haired old man's words, and said to Zhu Wenyu: "The laws of the country, the rules of the family, Wu Tian recklessly toyed with the young lady of a good family, shouldn't you kill her?"

Wu Tian hid behind Zhu Wenyu and retorted, "Tell me clearly, when did I start playing with the young lady from a noble family?"

The anger on Zhu Wenyu's face also eased up a bit, and said: "Go ahead! "If Wu Aiqing really deserves to be killed, then I'll give you some face."

Han Yan said: "Your wife has a woman named Liu Xihan, what method did you use to deceive her? What did you do to her after you married into the family? "

"So it's that slut." When Wu Tian heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief and said to Zhu Wenyu, "Your Majesty, she is the concubinage that I married with a heavy gold betrothal gift, and she wasn't swindled here as he said. After she had followed me, she would often talk about other men in her sleep and not follow women's ways, so I gave it to one of my generals to do so, as if it were not against the laws of the country. "

Ming Empire's position was extremely low, and in certain circumstances, he was even inferior to the steward's maid. There were even some noble families that used to casually play with their concubinage s. When concubinage was eating, he could not sit like a wife and wife. He could only stand to the side with his servant girls, and some of the concubinage s did not even have a personal maid. Although Liu Xihan was the wife of the Wu Residence, she was still a concubinage.

After Zhu Wenyu heard it, he said to Han Yan: "Is what Wu Aiqing said true?"

"That's right." Han Yan said.

Zhu Wenyu smiled lightly, and said: "Since you admit that he's right, then let's leave! There is no rule in the laws of the Empire that the concubinage cannot secretly send someone away. "

Han Yan stood there motionlessly, his eyes shooting out a cold ray of light. "There are no rules in the laws of the empire. His figure moved, transforming into a stream of light and shot straight towards Wu Tian.

white-haired old man was already prepared, he suddenly took out his flying sword and flew straight behind Han Yan. If Han Yan insisted on killing Wu Tian, the flying sword would also land on his body and heavily injure him. Han Yan did not bother with the flying sword. Instead, he suddenly raised his right hand, and a fireball the size of a palm quickly formed and flew out.

Just as the fireball was about to circle around Zhu Wenyu and arrive in front of him, the former suddenly bellowed, "Impudent!" He grabbed the jade tablet on his chest and crushed it. An enormous amount of spiritual energy was instantly released, turning into an eight-clawed golden dragon that was about three meters long. The golden dragon floated above Zhu Wenyu's head, facing the incoming fireball, it suddenly opened its mouth wide and swallowed it.

After swallowing it, the Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon opened his mouth wide and spat out a golden liquid at Han Yan.

The two were simply too close, and with the golden dragon's divine sense completely locking onto Han Yan, Han Yan had no chance to dodge at all, and could only use one of the spiritual energy shield to block it. The golden liquid landed on the spiritual energy shield and it melted at a visible rate. Sensing that the flying sword was approaching from behind, Han Yan suddenly turned, and aimed his flying sword at the gale technique.

A fierce wind blew, causing the flying sword to be blown into the air, while Han Yan's spiritual energy shield s also crumbled.

The golden liquid landed on Han Yan's back and his clothes started to melt at an unimaginable speed. Han Yan was quick to react, and suddenly started to tear at his back. With a wave of his hand, he threw the clothes fragments far away. Then, he walked towards the ten-foot-long eight-clawed golden dragon. "Those who block me will die. I will take his life."

As the magic tool was blown away, white-haired old man spat out a mouthful of blood and anxiously said, "What are you all standing there for? Attack!" With that, he controlled the flying sword and continued to attack.

Everyone took out their tools at the same time, and was just about to attack Han Yan. Han Yan suddenly turned around, his body releasing a monstrous killing intent, "Those who block me will die, do you all want to die together as well?"