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MTL - Help! My Delicate Object is a Madman-Chapter 81 The tower guard is still alive
Chapter 81 The tower guard is still alive
The entire clan of foreign relatives is not left behind.
And the rest of the royal family died in that turmoil.
As Feichen said.
If it hadn't been for the unofficial ministers who helped him become emperor, he would have died in that turmoil forty years ago.
Qi Rong stiffened, looked at Feichen, gritted his teeth, and said, "Did I have a choice at the time? I didn't have to choose!"
That voice, almost roaring!
Qi Rong's eyes were red, but his expression was very gloomy and distorted because of depression.
Forty years have passed, and Feichen doesn't seem to be getting old, and his appearance has not changed at all.
When supported him back then, this person also had this gentle and bookish look.
He took his younger self to the throne.
At that time, the Feichen stood on one side and asked him in a low voice, "Should I kill the foreign relative?"
He trembled, like a puppet, and answered fearfully, "Should be killed."
When he saw Feichen's satisfied expression, he knew that his answer was right.
Being with such a person obviously should feel warm.
At that time, when I was thirteen years old, I only thought that this person was colder than those relatives.
Because before him, three people had been led by non-ministers to the throne.
Those few people were either so frightened that they couldn't say a word, or they were afraid of their foreign relatives and shook their heads and said they shouldn't kill them.
Those three people were dragged from the throne by the non-minister almost the second they showed their fear of retreating.
His three imperial brothers were dragged out in the most humiliating way.
After , he was used to threaten and persecute non-ministers because of the turmoil of foreign relatives.
Feichen said lightly, the royal family would rather die standing up than be humiliated.
The relatives knew that the threat was hopeless, so they killed everyone in anger.
I don't know if the Prime Minister did it intentionally or not, but when the Chao Gang was completely stabilized, he was the only one alive in the royal family.
Everyone outside said, God bless the Daqi Empire, let the Prime Minister come, and support the young emperor to usher in the prosperity of Daqi.
Over the past forty years, the people even praised the new emperor for being so lucky to have won such a powerful general.
But in fact, for the past 40 years, he has lived in fear and pain, and he has taken every step carefully.
for fear that he will accidentally walk down the old path of his imperial brother.
Where is he the emperor, he is worse than a prisoner!
Feichen stood at the door of the study, looking at the angry emperor.
After a short silence, Feichen smiled, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "Your Majesty, you didn't have a choice before, and you don't have to choose now. To be a wise ruler is the path you must take."
Qi Rong's body trembled.
After cultivating for forty years, he felt that he could not stand the words of Feichen.
Qi Rong gritted his teeth: "Fei Chen, you are really loyal to the Daqi Empire."
is absurd.
This prime minister is loyal not to his emperor, but to the Daqi Empire.
Feichen smiled and restrained, loyal to the Daqi Empire? Indifference flashed in his eyes.
He recognizes only one Lord, and he is faithful to only one person.
That is, his master fell, and now there is only one young master left to worry about.
Thinking of this, Feichen felt a little helpless.
He bowed his head: "I retire."
After saying that, he turned and left.
After walking out not far, I heard a huge movement in the study, as if something had been smashed.
Feichen left the imperial study.
Qi Rong smashed everything that could be smashed in the imperial study.
He turned his head and saw the guard kneeling on the ground.
He twisted his face: "What are you still doing here??"
The guards trembled: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you, you said you would reward your subordinates."
Before he could finish speaking, Qi Rong flipped the table: "Someone! Drag them out and chop them!"
The little **** on the side lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, no."
Although the little **** lowered his head, he looked like he was afraid of Shengwei.
But his voice didn't shake or pant, but he didn't mean to be afraid at all.
Qi Rong had enough to vent. Sitting on the chair, he glared fiercely at the little **** and the little palace maid in this room.
All were placed beside him by the thief who was not a minister. Ao, it was either an arrangement or an open arrangement.
Qi Rong angrily threw something to the ground.
This palace, this place, there is nothing that pleases him!
Sooner or later, he will kill the thief Feichen, he will defeat the Great Qi Empire, and slaughter all the **** who disobey him!
What an eternal emperor, what a prosperous emperor, who is rare!
Qi Rong leaned on the chair and panted, his chest was shaking, and the folds on his face were covered with several layers of gas.
He gritted his teeth and had a gloomy face.
What he has to do is to be the faint-hearted monarch of the Daqi Empire's collapse. He wants to let the people's grievances spread, to fill the harem with wine ponds and meat forests, to build towers that reach the sky, to ascend to the sky to pray for blessings, and to pray for longevity to become an immortal and live for thousands of years!
Thinking like this, he glanced at the little **** next to him: "Find two beautiful ones and wait in my bedroom."
Today, none of these ideas can be realized, and they can only find short-term happiness by venting on women.
The **** whispered: "Yes, Your Majesty."
After saying that, he quickly left.
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On the other side.
Tengu and Ghost Mask left the dungeon and returned to Su Mansion again.
The ghost face closed the door.
Tengu wondered while putting on his clothes: "Aren't you afraid they will come again?"
Having said that, Tengu reached out and touched the little yellow fur on the top of his head.
I am very happy.
Ah, this little yellow hair is finally back.
Finally don't have to be suppressed by that yellow zongzi.
Happy~~
Ghost Mian didn't answer, but spread out his hand and glanced at the broken yellow paper talisman in his hand. He put the thing on the table and waited quietly.
Tengu was curious and leaned over: "What are you doing?"
Ghost face said: "Waiting for it to change."
Tengu wondered: "Change? What change?"
Ghostface confided: "I want to see if this is an authentic beast-suppressing charm."
"What's the difference?"
"The Beast Suppression Talisman, the people in the God Domain will make it, but what they make is not authentic. Because the energy of this thing comes from the Beast Suppression Magical Artifact Brahma Silver Fan.
The authentic beast-suppressing talismans are like small copies of Brahma silver fans. When the talisman paper is broken, they will disappear and the energy will return to the Brahma silver fan. The non-authentic beast-suppressing charms are made of ordinary paper, or burned to ashes, or nothing has changed. "
As soon as the ghost face's voice fell, the shattered beast-suppressing talisman changed, slowly turning into silver light and disappearing.
Tengu's response was mediocre: "Oh, it's authentic."
After saying that, he scratched his head and didn’t understand why this was important.
On the other hand, the ghost face narrowed his eyes and stared at the table for a long time.
This is an authentic beast-suppressing charm.
The Animal Suppression Talisman comes from the Brahma Silver Fan.
Although the Brahma Silver Fan was only mentioned in the ancient records of the Divine Realm, few people have seen it.
But one thing is certain.
Brahma Silver Fan can only be used by its owner.
In other words, the real beast-suppressing charm can only be made by those who have been approved by the Fan Yin Fan.
He suddenly confided: "The tower guard is still alive."
On August 2nd,
Ten chapters will be added on the day of release.
In the future, I will update three or four chapters every day [Please give me an adjustable chapter degree, I haven’t written a text for a year, and I can’t adapt to high-intensity updates. 】
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