Datang's strongest super god army

Chapter 731 One by one
Chapter 731 One by one
"I will definitely not let the lives of the two of you go. You don't have to think about having a chance to survive." Chen Qiao jokingly looked at the two embarrassing people in front of him, and waited until his career was gone. Interested in talking to them, he turned his head to look at the courtiers who were already dripping with cold sweat.

"As for you villains." The smile on the corner of Chen Qiao's mouth seemed to be soaked in ice, he squinted his eyes, and continued: "Since I chose such a master at the beginning, now I have to continue to serve him ?”

Hearing this, the many courtiers in the hall all looked at Chen Qiao with shattered hearts. When they chose to follow the Kshatriya and make troubles in the court of Tianzhu, they thought that the one waiting for them in the future would be Napo With the wealth and honor of the sky, who would have thought that such a switch knife would be waiting in the end.

Thinking that his head was about to fall, those courtiers threw themselves on the steps crying and shouting, all crying that they were indeed persecuted by the Kshatriya, and that they did such things for the sake of their wives and children at home. Chen Qiao was able to spare their lives magnanimously.

"Forgive your life?" Chen Qiao just sneered and looked at these people who were putting on airs in front of him, some of them just cried and howled, but didn't even leave a line of tears on their faces, and even looked at him furtively, "It's not impossible to spare your life."

Hearing this, all the courtiers who were kneeling in the hall stopped crying immediately, and everyone looked at Chen Qiao with hope in their eyes, only hoping that Chen Qiao could finalize the previous sentence.

Chen Qiao looked around at the ugly people in front of him, and slowly pulled out the red Kunwu knife from the scabbard at his waist. It took a long time before he finally spoke again.

"As long as you can bring back King Jieri, his queen, children, those noble family members who died innocently and those officials who were killed by you," Chen Qiao looked at the people in front of him, and said as he said He said this sentence, and his face became paler, and the disgust in his heart became deeper, "I will spare your life."

After hearing Chen Qiao's last words, all the courtiers fell to the ground in a daze.

"Where is Shen Yongda!"

Chen Qiao shouted angrily.

"Subordinates are here!"

Shen Yongda entered in response, and walked behind those courtiers with a dozen or so Black Dragon Army officers and men in a ferocious manner.

"Leave all these bastard things to me to deal with." Chen Qiao waved his hand and said with a grim expression.

"Yes!"

After answering, Shen Yongda waved his hand towards the soldiers of the Black Dragon Army behind him, and the soldiers of the Black Dragon Army who had already been impatient to wait rushed forward, dragging the courtiers out one by one.

A sound of crying father and mother immediately filled the entire hall.

"Let them all calm down." Chen Qiao rubbed his eyebrows and said impatiently.

Hearing this, Shen Yongda immediately winked at the soldiers of the Black Dragon Army who came with him, and immediately, those courtiers who were screaming were grabbed by the necks of the soldiers of the Black Dragon Army and lifted up at the same time.

"This subordinate will leave." After saluting Chen Qiao, Shen Yongda left the hall with the Black Dragon Army soldiers.

In an instant, there were only three people left in the originally lively hall.

Both Kshatriya and Li Fu looked at Chen Qiao with ashen faces, but unlike Li Fu who was lying on the ground in a panic, Kshatriya has always been sitting firmly on his throne.

"Chen Qiao, why don't you do anything?" Li Fu, who was lying on the ground, asked.

Chen Qiao curled his lips, but before he could speak, there were screams one after another outside the hall.

Hearing these screams, Li Fu's unattractive expression turned even uglier.

"No hurry." After saying two words, Chen Qiao stood up from his seat leaning on the Kunwu knife, and then walked step by step to Kshatriya, who was closer to him among the two, "Come one by one."

"You, what are you going to do!" Kshatriya looked at Chen Qiao in horror. He wanted to retreat, but behind him was the back of the throne. When he chose to sit on that throne, he was already doomed. There is no turning back.

"What to do?" Chen Qiao looked at Kshatriya in surprise, as if wondering why Kshatriya would ask such a question, "Naturally to kill you."

After answering, Chen Qiao lifted the Kunwu Dao dragged on the ground, put the sword of Kunwu Dao against Kshatriya's chest and heart, and then stabbed it in bit by bit.

"When I was young, I always liked to do some rough things," Chen Qiao said with a smile, watching the Kunwu knife gradually sinking into Kshatriya's chest during Kshatriya's struggle, "But now I don't like that Rough."

Finally, the Kunwu knife pierced Kshatriya's chest and touched the hard back of the throne.

"After all, slow work produces careful work, doesn't it?" With a gentle smile on the corner of Chen Qiao's mouth, he waited for Kshatriya to slowly lose his breath in front of him. Only after Kshatriya stopped breathing, Chen Qiao contentedly put the blood-stained Kunwu knife was pulled out from Kshatriya's chest.

"you you!"

Li Fu, who was tied up by his acquaintance, watched his former ally die under Chen Qiao's knife, and now he could only die with his arms tied, how could he not be afraid of abnormalities.

"Chen Qiao!"

Seeing Chen Qiao turn around and look at him, and then walking towards him step by step with that weird red long knife, Li Fu finally couldn't help but screamed in horror.

"I am the thirteenth prince of the Tang Dynasty! I am the king of Zhao personally appointed by my father! You, you can't kill me! You have no right to kill me!"

While screaming, Li Fu moved his body desperately, trying to stay away from the killing god who was heading towards him.

"I want to see my father! I want to see my father!" Li Fu's face was flushed red. Although he had exhausted all his strength, the distance between him and Chen Qiao did not increase much.

Seeing Chen Qiao walking towards him like a stroller, Li Fu felt that the guillotine that had been hanging over his head since he was captured alive by Yan Huai and Na Se had finally come down gradually. .

"Me! I am Prince Zhao of the Tang Dynasty! My mother and concubine are noble concubines! I am the most beloved child of my father! Chen Qiao! You have no right to kill me!!!"

Finally, after Chen Qiao stopped in front of Li Fu, Li Fu finally let out a cry.

"Then you may have misunderstood." Chen Qiao suddenly squatted down with a smile, and lifted Li Fu's upper body up by holding Li Fu's collar with his free hand.

Chen Qiao approached Li Fu, and said word by word in his ear: "Your Majesty favors your mother and concubine, but he just wants to use your mother and concubine to share the hatred of the concubines in the harem for the eldest grandson empress," following Chen Qiao's words, Li Fu, who was struggling, gradually calmed down, "Besides, from the beginning to the end, His Majesty's favorite children have always been those born by Empress Changsun." After thinking about it, Chen Qiao added One sentence, "At most, there will be one more King Wu who has made His Majesty feel very indebted all these years."

(End of this chapter)