The veins on the emperor's forehead, sitting on the chair, clenched their hands tightly into fists, looking like they dared not speak out.

"Is that true? Since the emperor has said so, let's talk again!" the emperor said with gritted teeth.

"My name, say goodbye!" As soon as he finished speaking, he got up and walked out.

After leaving the palace, Chu Qingyu in the sedan chair could no longer hold back and laughed.

"Haha, you didn't see the emperor's expression. It was so wonderful. Oh! No, no, I couldn't, my stomach hurts, hahaha..." Chu Qingyu laughed in the sedan chair without any image, just rolled on the ground.

"Hey! He always puts people in your military camp, which is not a solution! Look, your military camp is almost a place for those playboys, and he doesn't have military discipline." After laughing, Chu Qingyu couldn't help but worry about Yan Jiuming's army! However, the corners of his mouth were still slightly upturned, and it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

"It's just some tricks." The people who were actually trying to dismantle his army, and didn't see what he was.

Suddenly, Yan Jiuming's face turned pale, his right hand covered his heart and blood spilled out of the corners of Weimin's lips.

It was not the first time Chu Qingyu saw his illness, but he was still scared every time.

"Ajiu, Yan Jiuming, you can't smell that strange fragrance again! Damn it!" While saying that, he took out the silver needle he carried with him and stabbed it on the several nerve veins on Yan Jiuming's head and the nerve veins on his body.

It’s just that this method treats the symptoms but not the root cause, which can only make him unable to feel the tingling pain on his body. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he hated that he was not good at studying medicine and could not cure his illness.

"Hehe!" Yan Jiuming sneered, "Go back to Yiyuan, Ling will get rid of the tail behind you, um!" He spitted out a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood from his mouth with his fingertips, closed his eyes and used spiritual power to resist the cold poison in his body.

He would kill those scumbags without listening to his master's instructions.

A dozen men in black behind looked at the sedan chair in front of him and turned into an alley. They looked at each other and knew what they meant. Just when they wanted to catch up, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of them.

One of the men in black said impatiently: "If you know the truth, get out of here."

"Puchi!" Ling laughed out loud and said, "Then we have to see if you have the ability."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black sword appeared in his hand, injecting spiritual power into it, and instantly his sword shot towards him.

"Haha, I thought there was some big move! It was just some tricks of worms!" Who doesn't know that just by using spiritual power can you put a protective cover on yourself?

However, before he could laugh, he was pierced by a sword and blood flowed all over the ground. The boss standing in front died in an unknown way. I guess he was very surprised!

The minions behind saw that their boss was dead, and they immediately wanted to avenge their boss, but before they got close to Ling, they were pierced by a sword and died, without a single living thing.
Chapter completed!