Oh!
Gong Yanji's words made his subordinates shout angrily, which made Yang Fan's ears circle for several times.
The sound was really harsh, which made him sick.
"You waste people, you can't do a big thing, you can't do a small favor, you'll just indulge in all kinds of things, just because you want to usurp the throne? Don't you think about how long it took Han Zun to let you into the city? "
"What's more, even if you get into the heaven and earth palace, you think you can go to toast as you? Don't think too much about it, punks. "
For a moment, they could not suppress their anger, saying that they could not usurp the throne, but they could not be said to be rubbish, because each of them was a genius.
"Kill him for me!" Gong Yanji roared, and the 79 guards were the first to kill them. They were all cultivated the day after tomorrow. In a country, it must be a powerful army, but what they faced was Yang Fan.
A congenital state can fight with people who are equal to Jindan state.
"The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. You should do your best, but remember not to kill him, because I will torture him and kill him!" Gong Yanji said with a smile.
"Good!" The voice of the 79 guards is so uniform, but have they ever thought about who is the lion and who is the rabbit?
No, have these people ever thought that in front of Yang Fan, they are not rabbits, but humble mole ants!
With a loud bang, Yang Fan crushed the ground and flew out.
His speed is so fast that no one can see it clearly.
"Have you seen it, sir?" Chu Junyue asked in surprise.
"Who am I? Can I not see?" Gong Yanji put his hands in his chest and looked confident.
Chu Junyue could not help but give a thumbs up.
No wonder they can be their boss, the gentleman they adore.
"He's showing up. You're going to kill him!" Gong Yanji yelled angrily.
But in an instant, he was dumb, because all his 79 guards flew upside down, and their heads turned from the front to the back.
Yang Fan strode out with both hands on his back and wrote a word to them on his face - death!
Yang Fan did it, but he didn't get any blood stains.
"I want to know which of you came up with the idea?" Yang Fan asked softly.
Except Chu Junyue and Gong Yanji, others can't help pointing to Chu Junyue.
"What are you doing? Why are you afraid of him? We only have so many people, and we will not be afraid of one. Let's put down our hands! " Gong Yanji's roar didn't seem to work.
Just as he wanted to pat the table, a figure passed him and cut his face, but Chu Junyue, who was just beside him, was no longer there.
All he heard was a howl behind him.
"Your attitude just made me want to kill you. Now it's just speeding up. Don't be afraid!"
"No, sir, help me!"
Then the sound stopped abruptly.
Yang Fan clapped his hands and went to Gong Yanji's back and put his hand on him.
This time, the generals and ministers of gongyanji scattered one by one, for fear that they would be involved.
"Is it fun to practice calligraphy with human blood?" Yang Fan's hand felt his shaking and his fear.
"You can't kill me. I'm a relative of the emperor. I'm a son worshipped. If you kill me, you will become the enemy of the whole Chu state!"
Yang Fan just patted him on the shoulder, "don't worry, I won't mess, you will die very easily, without any pain!"
"Ah, I want to kill..."
Gong Yanji's head left home before you could speak.
At this time, he looked at the generals and ministers of gongyanji, and just for a month, his eyes made them kneel on the ground.
"Those people outside are also the people you brought with you, right?" Yang Fan asked.
They nodded straight, and Yang Fan also nodded.
"You are useless now. Don't worry. I don't mean useless. I don't mean that you don't have any value to use, but that the offering in your mouth is useless and you don't deserve me to use it!"
They see out wrong, want to escape, saw Yang Fan's hand flew out of his broken sword.
Whew, the same place of these people's heads has been broken into a hole!
The dagger flew back for any blood.
"You see nothing today, understand?" Yang Fan said angrily.
"Yes, we know!"
The women in the palace wept with joy, but some sensible people were sad. Just as Yang Fan was about to go out, a woman ran over and knelt down in front of him.
"How do you want to die?" Yang Fan does not understand of ask a way.
"No, we just want our benefactor to save us once! We'd like to be a cow and a horse for you, whether it's body or soul! " Said the woman with a weeping nose.
Yang Fan took a look at her and looked at the women with their heads down. "I know. I'll tell the emperor. Just stay here. You can't open the door before I knock. Do you understand?"
The woman nodded her thanks.
Yang fan leaves and closes the door, while the woman closes the door tightly.
"Everyone remember that everything that happened today must be rotten in my stomach. I can't say it even if I'm afraid of death, understand?"
"But what if he's going to cheat us?" Asked a little woman.
"We've been here for four people. Why are we crying? Remember that even death can't reveal what we're doing today. Otherwise, I'll beat her to death when she goes to hell!" A woman with tears in her eyes, she also wanted to cry. She was a rich lady, but because her father admired power, she sold her to a minister.
When the minister was tired of playing, she was useless. At last, she was sent here.
"The decay hidden in the splendid palace is impenetrable, because everyone can only judge it from its appearance!" The name of the woman is Ma Mei. Her ambition from childhood was to be a general. Unfortunately, she had a daughter and was destined to be a female worker and write poetry.
……
The forbidden area of the Imperial Palace was still shrouded in white fog. An old woman with a stick walked in.
She had a bad smile on her face and a scroll on her back.
He would have lost his way before, but now gongfeng is seriously injured, and he doesn't know if he can live. So the white fog obscures the sky and the maze has no effect.
"Who are you?" Gongfeng made a sharp voice, like a man or a woman.
"Gongfeng, the founding emperor of the state of Chu, is the most powerful emperor in the thousand year history of the state of Chu. But one day you passed the throne on to your little son and suddenly disappeared. No one knows where you are."
"It was also from that time on that the life span of the twelve offerings of the state of Chu began to be half less than that of the offerings of other countries. I didn't want to bet on you, but I seemed to bet right!"