Chapter 483

"This world is no longer mine. What else do you take care of, cough, cough!"

He coughed twice. The emperor wasted his figure and walked by the lotus pond. There was only a beautiful woman next to him, not even a eunuch and maid. He was speechless lonely and depressed.

Once upon a time, the emperor who hugged everywhere no matter where he went was no longer the scenery and natural and unrestrained in the past.

Seeing that he was so depressed, the beautiful woman couldn't help encouraging him: "don't lose heart, your majesty. My concubine heard that the general subdued the devil has returned to Beijing and recovered the outer city. It must be a few days before he can save your majesty from the evil claws of the black soul sect."

"Rescue? How? Even if he can save my people, he can't save my soul, alas!"

With a long sigh, the emperor was still unhappy and murmured, "empress, you should know that I have been sealed by the ghost King now, and it's useless to escape to the ends of the earth. He can kill me anytime and anywhere. My emperor has long been abandoned."

"Your Majesty, you must not be so discouraged. You must believe that general Voldemort will have a way to help you solve the curse. At that time, the world still needs your majesty to govern!"

"This..."

The emperor took a deep look at the queen, thought about it, smiled and nodded: "Unexpectedly, the queen still supports me so much at this time. If you have a wife, why should your husband ask? For more than a month, those palace maids, eunuchs and even concubines have left me and don't want to have anything to do with me. Only the queen, you are still willing to stay with me and always believe in me. Enough, that's enough!"

The emperor sobbed twice, wiped his nose with some sadness, and the queen patted his hand with relief.

"Yo, what a pair of dragons and phoenixes who share weal and woe and never give up."

Suddenly, just then, the old ghost with red hair and a group of senior members of the black soul cult came over, with a gloomy face and an evil smile: "Why, a fallen emperor still thinks that the general who subdued the devil will rescue you and make a comeback? Hum, don't dream. People have already established their own small court outside. Even your civil and military officials have been pulled over to serve together. When you become a local emperor, how can you care about you waste!"

"What? It's... impossible. General Voldemort has always been loyal to me..."

"Loyal to you!"

Pop!

After hearing this, the emperor's eyes coagulated and shook his head inconceivably, but before he finished, the red haired old ghost slapped him and threw him a big ear scraper, scolding: "You don't have to pee and take good care of yourself. You're a loser. Even my master is afraid of you. Why are you loyal? Do you think you deserve others to be loyal to you?"

"Bold, how dare you humiliate your majesty like this?"

Seeing this, the queen hurried forward, stopped them and shouted, while the emperor shivered behind the queen and dared not move.

She glanced at the empress with a wicked look on her face. The old ghost with red hair couldn't help laughing and said, "Hey, this woman is really strong, but her head is hard to use. When is it, just a group of prisoners, and dare to put on the airs of Queen and Emperor. But she's hot, I like it!"

"Well, Queen, you see your man is so cowardly. I won't treat you badly in the future, Jie!" said the red haired old ghost, who wanted to pick the Queen's white chin directly.

Pooh!

When she gave way to him, the queen avoided his dirty hand, and directly sprayed saliva on his face and scolded: "shameless man, AI Jia is the queen of Nanzhao, and your majesty is the emperor of Nanzhao. Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. How can they be humiliated by you?"

"Bold, how dare you treat our red haired elder like this? You want to die!"

As soon as their eyes stared, those black soul believers saw this and took a fierce step forward, but before they could do it, they were blocked by the red haired old ghost.

He gently wiped the saliva on his cheek and smelled it in front of his nose. The red haired old ghost's face gradually became gloomy. He said with a sly smile: "what a fierce queen! What a scholar can be killed or humiliated? It's not too easy to humiliate you. Come on, drag them over."

"Yes!"

With a loud drink, those men immediately caught the emperor and queen and followed the red haired ghost into a side hall.

No matter how they struggle, there is nothing they can do.

After a while, there were bursts of screams of the queen and the emperor's weak cry in the side hall: "stop, you animals, stop, my queen, Wuwuwuwu..."

"Your Majesty, don't you still want to go out and be an emperor? I will help you! From now on, you will be an eternal emperor. I promise that no matter how many years later, the world will never forget you, Jie!"

The old ghost with red hair was laughing, and the other black soul believers were constantly laughing, which soon suppressed the emperor's cry and the Queen's scream

Late at night, after a whole day's patrol in the outer city, Yang Feng killed several immortals of the black soul sect, dragged his tired body back to Ji Shishi's bedroom.

Lying comfortably on the rocking chair, yue'er gently pressed his shoulder, not to mention how comfortable he was.

It's different from the emperor's couple being bullied by the minions of the black soul sect. Although yue'er and Ji Shishi are also hostages, Yang Feng's face really respects his status. Even the ghost king should be polite when he sees him, let alone other demons of the demon sect.

If they offend these two, aren't they afraid that their men will kill them directly with a knife when they come home?

So life here is like a vacation. It's delicious and delicious. It's served by someone. It's not like going to jail at all.

Yue'er rubbed Yang Feng's forehead and looked deeply at Yang Feng's face with closed eyes. Her face was full of appreciation: "Sir, I heard that the people and officials outside are very vocal about you now. I'm afraid you can become king and take charge of Nanzhao instead of the iron family in a few days."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense!"

He made a silent gesture. Yang Feng slowly opened his eyes, glared at her, and scolded, "Sir, what I'm doing now is entirely for the benefit of the people. Sir, I'm a hero. I'm selfless. Don't take my kindness as a conspiracy. Sir, I'm a very simple boy and don't have so many tricks."

"Yes, sir, you are so simple. Instead of setting up a court to rescue the Nanzhao emperor, you have set up a court to separate the emperor and the people. If this is not to pave the way for your future position, the moon will be really blind..."

Pop!

A light sound, the moon hasn't finished yet. Yang Feng directly raised his hand and patted her ass, stared at her and said, "you're smart, don't you see through, you silly girl."

"Yes, the moon is talkative, but..."

With a smile, yue'er touched her ass and blushed on her cheeks, but said solemnly: "Sir, if you really want to win Nanzhao successfully, it's no use to shop for civilians. You still need someone's help!"

"Help? Who?"

"Ghost king!"

With a flash in her eyes, the moon made a sound.

"He?"

Yang Feng didn't know what he meant when he raised his eyebrows.

The moon suddenly felt a chill on her face and drank lightly: "the master's reputation is so high that even if he is called emperor, it's understandable. But there is still one last stumbling block that must be removed. The ghost king can help us get rid of them and pave the way for the master to be emperor."

"And stumbling blocks? Who?"

"Nanzhao royal family, iron family!" the moon immediately drank softly as the corners of her mouth turned up.