Chapter 1122

After seeing the faces of those who had been thrown into the hall, Emperor Fuxiang turned pale.

Shidakai stumbled to his feet from the ground. On the face of the vicissitudes of life, it was written that he had never been angry. Several people who were thrown into the hall together with shidakai were important officials of Fuxiang state and ministers who had been most loyal to Fuxiang emperor.

But now, when Emperor Fuxiang saw them, his face was already hard to see.

Both Shi Dakai and the ministers were upright and upright. They respected the benevolence and loyalty of Fuxiang emperor, but just then, Ruan quer and Fuxiang emperor said everything, but they were born. They tore off the mask of hypocrisy in public.

At this moment, shidakai's eyes to Fuxiang emperor are no longer as devout as they used to be. The eyes of the two tigers are full of doubt and anger forced by ignorance.

Fuxiang emperor ruled the world with benevolence and virtue, but the monsoon smoke tore away the disguise of his benevolence and opened his ugliness and sin in front of all people.

"It's a good play, but I don't have time to go on watching it." Monsoon smoke looked at Fuxiang emperor's pale face, with a smile on the corner of her mouth. Long before she left Xiaoyao Valley, she brought Maia here. When she rushed to Fuxiang emperor's capital, she caught Shi Dakai and other upright officials by the way, asking them to enjoy the earth shaking drama.

Fu Xiang's face became more and more ugly, as if he saw a picture of himself falling from the clouds.

The image he built with all his heart was also in the moment of collapse, which brought an irreparable situation.

He drew up ministers with benevolence, but he also lost benevolence and heart.

When the monsoon smoke came down from the throne and passed by the Fuxiang emperor, her step was a little bit, "your minister, like you, began to know how disgusted he was? It's just that you're the one they hate. "

Fu Xiang's face was white, and he kept thinking about how to save it.

However

Monsoon smoke suddenly raised his hand and clasped the neck of Fuxiang emperor.

"Before I leave, I have to work out the account." When the voice fell to the ground, a clear crack sounded in the huge palace.

The head of Fuxiang emperor was broken by the hand of monsoon smoke.

Without a chance to struggle, Emperor Fuxiang was cut off. He had naively thought that the monsoon smoke would stop here, but he did not know that the personality of the monsoon smoke would never let him go again.

Fuxiang emperor's body fell on the ground softly. Ruan Qu'er, with a pale face, uttered a shrill scream, which pricked the eardrum.

However, Shi Dakai and others are just standing in the same place, not happy or sad, looking at the fallen Fuxiang emperor.

"It's time to welcome your empress." At last, the monsoon smoke glanced at the body of Fuxiang emperor, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He dropped a word gently and walked towards the outside of the hall without turning back.

Fuxiang emperor is dead. His ugliness has been exposed. Maia is no longer in danger. Monsoon smoke is very clear. What would upright ministers like Shi Dakai do.

But

She doesn't have time to continue to waste in Fuxiang country. There is still a good play waiting for her in Shenglong empire.

It's time to settle the accounts with the holy dragon empire!

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[I came back from Shanghai in the morning, but I didn't drive out the update in the early morning. Please forgive me. I've rushed back to Chapter 15 tat, and I'll make up one chapter every day in July, momada]