Fantasy: Sign in for a hundred years, and you will be the emperor

Chapter 133



Chapter 133

Filled with anger, he drew out a poisoned silver needle from his cuff, and was about to stab Ye Zhao's vitals.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Zhao pierced Bai Wangchuan's chest with a sword, and blood spurted out.

Bai Wangchuan fell to the ground unwillingly and died.

Zhang Xizhou was nowhere to be seen.

Ye Zhao frowned into a Sichuan character.

The danger was lifted, and the three swords turned into three beams of light and fell to his side.

Tianhong looked serious, "Master, let him run away now! What should we do?"

"Chase?" Yi Shuihan's cold eyes were stained with a little tenacity.

Ye Zhao shook his head slowly, looking at the three-color sky-replenishing stone shining on their scabbards.

"Are the kids okay?"

The three nodded, "Of course."

There is an independent space inside each divine weapon, and the sword spirit usually sleeps in it, subtly becoming an object that can store spirits.

So the group of children will not be in danger inside.

Ye Zhao nodded, there was no need to chase Zhang Xizhou at all.

"He has done all the bad things, so he must have left himself a way out."

"It's estimated that he has gone to some secret passage long ago, and settle down the group of children first."

The Three Sword Spirits nodded, and then followed the male lead to the center of the City Lord's Mansion.

As soon as he arrived at the Zongmen Square of the City Lord's Mansion, a group of disciples of the Western Zhou Zong surrounded him.

"It's you! Kill our suzerain!"

A group of people held torches, and behind them were the common people who were fighting together.

The common people raised their fists high and shouted loudly, denouncing his numerous crimes.

"Even if you are a national teacher, you can't cover the sky with one hand!"

"City Lord Zhang loves the people! He has always been a good City Lord!"

"Without such a good city lord, what should our Zhangzhou City do in the future!"

"Kill this national teacher! It's all his fault!"

"Emperor Dog, there is nothing good in the imperial dynasty!"

These stigmas penetrated Ye Zhao's ears, and he stared coldly at the leading disciple with the Zisha sword in his hand.

"I remember you are Zhang Xizhou's chief disciple?"

"Let's hear it, how much did Zhang Xizhou give you to make you go all out?"

These disciples were obviously trying to cover up Zhang Xizhou's escape.

A trace of pierced panic flashed in the eyes of the chief disciple.

He burst into tears.

"It's you! Just kill my master! Now you're still pouring dirty water on me!"

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Ye Zhao smiled.

"It's just a group of evil cultivators who dare to block the way of this work!"

He swiped Zisha across the sky, and the stone statue beside him shattered.

The people were shocked.

Shouting that the national teacher has killed someone!

Ye Zhao turned a deaf ear to it.

Just kill a group of evil cultivators!

Why do you need to explain it to others!

Holding his sword, he walked towards the chief disciple.

The latter stood out with courage.

"Could it be that you still want to kill me!"

Ye Zhao snorted coldly, "It's ridiculous! You don't know, what he gave you is actually your hard-earned money!"

"Since you are greedy for money, go ahead and use it!"

He Zisha led the thunder to fall, and split a group of evil cultivators into coke in an instant.

A group of evil cultivators stared at him in shock.

Only now did I realize who I had offended!

The three sword spirits behind Ye Zhao are all overwhelmed by cities and countries, but at this moment they are all murderous, like a female Shura from hell.

One of the sword spirit principles is to be loyal to one's master!

"Kill without mercy!"

Tianhong let out a stern voice, and fired three swords at once. In an instant, all the evil cultivators fell to the ground unconscious.

A group of evil cultivators who were arrogant just now died immediately.

The people were so frightened that they were trembling all over.

"This this!"

In the face of absolute force, they dare not move an inch.

The three sword spirits stared at them majestically.

Tianhong said coldly, "My master is very concerned about the people, and helped you eliminate a cancer, but you are still following the evil forces to fight back!"

Tianhong has lived for more than [-] years, facing these common people, her majesty is enough to move them.

The people can't be frightened.

Ye Zhao waved his hand, these people are just bewitched by evil cultivators and are in a situation!

"Don't blame them, let the children out!"

Hearing the three swords, a flash of light flashed, and three beams of light fell to the ground.

The petals unfolded slowly, and a thousand sleeping boys and girls appeared inside.

All the people watched this scene in shock.

"There is still this kind of magic? There are virgin boys and girls in the flowers?"

Who knows an exclamation.

"Isn't that my second dog!"

The woman ran up like crazy, shaking the unconscious child in the center of the petals.

The crowd reacted.

Where is the child conjured from the flower?

These are clearly the lost children in their city.

On the huge petals, the common people and children embraced each other and cried, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Shi Tianjun who came all the way was sweating all over his face.

Panting, quickly understand the situation, and then tell the folks and elders.

At first, the people didn't believe it.

Unexpectedly, the dolls babbled about the situation.

Just about right with her.

A group of people understand.

It turns out that Ye Zhao is really a benefactor in the city!

They totally misunderstood the good guys!

Zhang Xizhou, who has pretended to be a good person in the city for many years, is the source of all evils!

Unfamiliar information poured in like a spring, and the Xi Zhou Zong, who had been trusted for many years, was actually the culprit who mutilated the child!

After so many years, they thought they were taken away by giant beasts or foreign criminals.

Unexpectedly, it was taken by Zhang Xizhou to refine evil spirits.

Evil cultivation with evil blood!

The woman who couldn't find her child among the aura petals cried loudly, rolled her eyes and passed out.

Her child was refined into evil blood and became the product taken by those evil cultivators!

They fell to their knees in remorse.

"My lord, it's because we have eyes but don't know Mount Tai!"

"We, the people of Zhangzhou City, are willing to be cattle and horses for you!"

"It was you who rescued our child! We still recognize the thief as our father!"

"You can take our heads anytime!"

A group of men patted their chests, buried their heads and waited for the punishment.

Ye Zhao waved his hand.

His original intention was to let the people live and work in peace and contentment.

"You can learn from your loyalty, it's all because you were deceived by villains."

"This seat is not unreasonable."

"The environment in the northern border is harsh, and there are internal and external troubles. Only iron-blooded men can defend the country of the Seven Dou Empire!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyes filled with enthusiasm.

They all supported him.

"The national teacher is broad-minded! After all, we misunderstood the dynasty!"

"The people from the dynasty who came before were all arrogant, but our national teacher has no airs!"

"We have to treat the imperial envoys who will come in the future well!"

People, you talk to each other, the worship of Ye Zhao has already reached its peak.

Ruo Liu ghostly pursed his lips and smiled, "Master, I didn't expect you to restore the reputation of the Qidou royal family by yourself!"

It was the first time for Ye Zhao to see her relaxed appearance, and he was dazzled by Mingmei for a moment.

Thinking about possessing evil spirits and letting her release the resentment accumulated for thousands of years, she is now her usual appearance.


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