Chapter 666

Feel the taste of the sun fell on his body, he blinked, did not feel any temperature, but cold strange.

He looked at the front, empty in the pupil, nothing.

He had some regrets. He didn't expect that his impulsivity would affect his family. What's more, he didn't expect that Song Ci was really cruel!

He didn't know that after he was taken away, Song Ci stood quietly for a while and began to go crazy again.

He looked at the blank in front of him with a ferocious face, thinking that he was looking at the biggest enemy in his life, but his trembling fingers exposed his fear.

"Go away! You all get out of here! What does your death have to do with me? "

"I am the king between heaven and earth. Even if you die for me, you should be honored! Who gave you the courage to come back to me? "

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He kept yelling and throwing things out of his hands, which soon made the magnificent palace a mess.

The eunuch who was waiting for him carefully hid in the corner, holding his head, shivering.

He was not only afraid that Song Ci would hurt him carelessly, but also afraid that Song Ci would kill him when he came back. After all, he knew and saw too much!

This farce lasted for a long time, until Song Ci was exhausted and fell to the ground.

On this day, for the first time, the people in the capital saw the splendor of Zhulian's nine ethnic groups. For the first time, they knew that the river of blood was not an exaggeration.

And that's not the end.

In the following time, with the news of defeat coming from outside, the fragrance of flowers in the capital was gradually covered by the smell of blood, and a thick layer of blood dirt appeared on the execution site, which was red and black.

"Capital, I'm back." Ling Tianwang clenched the reins in his hand and looked at the towering wall in front of him with a smile, murmuring in a low voice.

Zhou ruo'an glanced at him, then raised his hand and patted his arm.

"There's no need to sigh," Zhou said. "This is our ultimate goal, and it's where you should be."

Her tone was calm, but she was full of ambition, which made people look sideways.

Ling Tianwang was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

He put his broad palm on the back of his opponent's hand and pinched it gently.

"You're right," Ling Tianwang raised his hand and pointed directly in front of him, which was also the direction of the palace. "That's where I should be. Why should I think about it."

There is a gust of wind blowing, blowing up his hair, but also let people clearly see his ambition.

Looking at this kind of Ling Tianwang, Zhou ruo'an felt some emotion, but he was full of love for him.

This is the person she likes and wants to be with for life!

They didn't say anything more, and Ling Tianwang quickly adjusted his state and arranged everything in an orderly way.

Ling Tianwang, who is about to go to the place of his dream, is naturally complacent. On the contrary, Song Ci.

At this time, he was sitting on the Dragon chair, staring at the people below.

Because before that person's words, he this period of time always can't restrain flustered, always feel empty place stands full of grievances.

Because of this, his face was thin and his eyes were full of blood. If it wasn't for the bright yellow clothes on his body, I'm afraid no one would believe that this person who seemed to be dying was the respected emperor!

"The rebels came to the capital," Song Ci said, his eyes full of fear. "What should I do?"

The ministers at the bottom looked at each other, but they all kept silent. They knelt quietly on the ground, as sparse as rice in the field after the disaster.

This silence pierced the bottom of Song Ci's heart. His face, which was still calm, became ferocious and full of malice in his bloodshot eyes.

"Ling Tianwang is coming back! He's coming in! What to do! " Song Ci's face twisted and yelled like a madman.

The minister at the bottom was startled by him. He looked worried, but he had some uncontrollable expectations in his heart.

They are sycophants. They don't care who is sitting on the throne. What's more, they believe that with their eloquence, they can make anyone happy.

In this case, whether Song Ci is the emperor is not so important to them

If you can, it's not that you can't fight for it

Song Ci naturally did not know what they were thinking. Even in his heart, the ministers were loyal and devoted to him!

"No one has an idea?" Song Ci asked in a low voice.

His ferocious and twisted face has now become calm, it seems that nothing has happened, but just because of his appearance, those people below unconsciously mention the heart.

"In that case, you don't have to kneel here," Song Ci said.Without waiting for those people to react, he did not hesitate to shout, "come on! Put these people down and behead them in public! "

This is a very crazy move, but because of Song Ci's madness during this period, no one dares to refuse him now.

What's more, the people he pointed to were all the courtiers who were resented by others. The guards hesitated for a moment and made a decision immediately.

Usually, watching other people dragged away and struggling, these sycophants always want to cheer in their hearts. Now it's their turn, but their minds are blank.

"Pull it all out! None of them Song Ci was repeated once.

"Since I'm doomed to die, I'd better take you to be buried with me. Don't worry. When I go underground, I'm still the emperor, and you're still the favored ministers!"

Song Ci looked at them leisurely, with a strange smile on his face and some excitement in his eyes.

At this point, all the people began to panic. They could no longer maintain their calm appearance. They were in a panic and hid in the East. They looked the same as the ministers who had been pulled down before.

"Your Majesty, spare your life! Spare your life, your majesty

The sound of asking for help could only make Song Ci recognize his decision more and more.

"You don't have to worry. They're used to it. You don't even feel the pain and it's over." Song Ci opened his mouth to appease with a smile, "even if there are people who don't act nimbly, it's just a temporary pain."

The voice for help stopped for a moment, and soon more majestic momentum reappeared.

But no matter how they expressed their panic and loyalty to Song Ci, Song Ci didn't want to change the meaning of his decision, just patiently comforted them over and over again, as if they had experienced it.