surnamed Wang

Chapter 693 How Do You Respond?

In the Central Palace, Mian Bai's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the battle between the two emperors. After seeing the old man in the middle of the sky turned into a wisp of white smoke, he was shocked in his heart.

The immortal emperor in charge of a world has deceived everyone for more than 1000 years. He himself is just a strand of soul, and the mysterious woman is the real body.

Mian Bai has heard the woman's arrogant remarks, and she indeed has the means to dominate the Yang Cang. Mian Bai didn't think about how to be loyal to the Emperor Yang, who is so kind to him. His first reaction was to rely on his own strength instead. And contacts, can still occupy a place after the change of the world.

People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves. The reason why Emperor Yang gave himself high officials and rich salary was just to give his son prestige with his head when he succeeded to the throne.

Whether it's the yellow-haired girl Yang Dingchun or the illegitimate son under house arrest in the harem, both of them are masters who can't touch the sand in their eyes. The eldest prince hiding in Sanxian's house may also be of the same kind. Mianbai knew he was dead. The game has been decided, but a huge opportunity suddenly appeared today.

"When I become an assistant minister of the new court, I will not only have to torture that stinky woman who is against me, but also let Yangjie's woman and daughter serve me together."

The man had already begun to fantasize about how he would look like a fish in water in the new dynasty, and he couldn't help showing a cruel yet lewd smile on his face.

"Papa papa", a series of applause suddenly sounded in the distance, and a young man said strangely:
"Mian Jinshi has great ambitions. I don't know how the Emperor Yang and the imperial concubine will feel if they hear this."

"Are you that traitor?" The man was not surprised.

"Sure enough, it's no wonder that you can be a close servant of the imperial court. In Jiuyuan, only eunuchs who have no roots can do this official position."

Wang Gangquan sneered, and changed the subject: "Since you have guessed my identity, you must know the purpose of my trip, right?"

"Isn't it just to stand up for Liu Meijiao, that stinky bitch? It seems that you really like to wear worn-out shoes worn by others."

"Oh, your mouth smells as bad as my latrine, I'll have to soak in your mouth later."

"Lend me to pull after you finish pulling." Wang Yijing interjected.

The face of Mianbai on the opposite side became more and more gloomy when he heard the words. He naturally knew Wang Yijing's identity. Although the other party only had a cultivation level of transforming spirits, the name of the first emperor Yang Huang was so famous that he had to deal with it cautiously.

Mian Bai hesitated for a moment, then turned to Yang Dingjun and said:

"Young Master Yang, we are all members of the Yangcang royal family. Your status is not as good as an illegitimate child who appeared suddenly. Are you really willing to be subordinate to others for the rest of your life?"

Yang Dingjun glanced at the two Wang Gangquan in the distance, and said calmly, "Do you want me to cooperate with you?"

"Now the opportunity is in front of us. If the Yang court loses power, no one can escape. If we can leave a retreat in advance, even if Yang Cang changes the sky, you and I will still be extremely human ministers. If the Emperor Yang wins by chance, as long as no one knows Whatever we have done today, you are still the young master."

As the man said, he turned his head to look at Wang Quanquan, the meaning was self-evident.

In Mianbai's eyes, the Yang Dingjun is not strong-willed and he cherishes his life. He is easily influenced by outsiders, and it is not difficult to win him over.

It's just that he didn't expect that this always absurd royal family member was also an enemy. The moment he turned his head, a large clump of black branches wrapped around him.

After all, Mianbai is a resident soul monk, his body instinctively rushed forward, and when he turned back, the hall was covered with branches.

Everyone is smart, so there is no need to talk too much nonsense, Mian Bai took out a bell and rang it directly, the crisp sound resounded through most of the royal court, not long after, a group of retinues wearing solid armor and holding spears arrived on white horses.

Wang Gangquan hadn't looked carefully before, only now did he realize that these so-called "white horses" were somewhat similar to the bar, but the horns between the foreheads were not so prominent.

The leader of the retinue in golden armor was familiar with Mianbai, he cupped his hands and said:
"Servant Mian, what are your orders?"

"These three people intend to defect when the imperial court is in danger, and they will all be executed on the spot."

"Stop spitting blood here, it's obvious that you saw that Emperor Yang was invincible, and wanted to flatter the stinky feet of the Three Immortals, and if we broke through, you would bite back."

As Wang Yijing said, he took a step forward, and Yang Dingjun was also standing beside him. No matter how you look at it, this side is more credible, and the retinue leader also made trouble, and said in a low voice:

"Servant Mianjin, these two are relatives of the emperor, it is against the law to kill them rashly..."

"Didn't you see a traitor Ziying standing next to them? Are you trying to disobey orders, or have you forgotten your duty?"

A series of questions from Mianbai left the other party speechless. The emperor's followers had always only obeyed the emperor's orders, and they could be dispatched by the imperial servants in times of crisis. Once they found out that someone was trying to rebel, even if they were relatives of the emperor, they also had the right to execute him on the spot.

Mianbai didn't want to push the other party too hard, and said in a slightly relaxed tone: "Just do it, I will bear the responsibility if something happens."

The Emperor Yang in the sky was still fighting with people, and the subordinate commander could only clenched his fists at the few people facing him, "offended".

After saying that, he waved his hands to urge the soldiers and horses to move.

……

More than a dozen white horses surrounded the three of them. Yang Dingjun wanted to attack but was stopped by Wang Yijing. The young man put his finger to his mouth and whistled loudly.

A neigh sounded from the backyard of the imperial palace, and soon a strange beast arrived in the clouds, and the white horses along the way all obediently gave way.

The strange beast flew closer and landed on the head of the cloud, and rubbed its head against Wang Yijing very affectionately. The young man put his arms around its neck, straightened its mane and said:

"Cui Fen, Cui Fen, your children are bullying me with outsiders, you, a father, don't care?"

The beast with a delicate name is very psychic. It stares at the white horses around it with wide eyes. Those it stares at turn their heads and dare not look at each other. The beast is still not satisfied. It steps forward and bites the strongest horse among them, pulling it hard Let him kneel down, and the rest of the white horses kneel down regardless of the master's order on their backs.

More than a dozen retinues felt helpless but did not dare to hurt it. This one was probably the only pure-blooded barbarian remaining in the entire Yangcang. The three thousand white horse retinues of the Emperor Yang could all count on it to realize it.

"Dismount to meet the enemy!"

The commander of the retinue made a decisive decision, and replaced the spear in his hand with a steel knife, and the rest followed suit, Wang Gangquan and the others were once again surrounded in the middle.

"It's over?" Wang Gangquan turned to look at Wang Yijing.

"Hmm." The young man was a little embarrassed.

"You old ancestor is too weak. The scene is all supported by Cui Fen. What's the use of you saying that you have to work hard to change your surname?" Wang Gangquan still couldn't get over that hurdle.

The young man was also a little anxious, and asked tentatively: "Grandpa, do you think it's too late for me to change it now?"

"It depends on your performance."

"Hey."

Wang Yijing responded, and slowly drew out the sword from his waist. Since he was already stiff, there was no need to care about a false name.

Wang Gangquan took out a black iron cylinder from his pocket, this one was much smaller than the previous one, he pointed the iron cylinder at the sky, and muttered softly:

"One cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other."

After speaking, decisively twist the lower end.

A large fireball soared into the sky and exploded in mid-air. Half of the imperial city saw this magnificent scene, and several figures rushed towards it immediately.

With just one firework message, six or seven people gathered in a flash. Wang Gangquan tilted his head to look at Mian Bai, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth:
"How should you deal with this situation?"

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(End of this chapter)