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Chapter 8 The End of Tyrants Through the Ages

At this moment, Zhu Feng couldn't believe his ears.

He slowly turned around and looked at her with an almost incredible light in his eyes in the darkness: "What did you say?"

This little woman was wrapped in his pitch-black cloak and stood in front of him. Her snow-white ankles were exposed and stained with a little blood on the ground. The whiteness became more dazzling and made her look even more delicate and weak, but she was still there.

He said in front of him: "I say, they may not survive, but His Highness may not have a good ending."

Those people who had been scared out of their wits just now were also stunned at this time, and they all looked at Si Nanyan stupidly, as if they were looking at a dead person.

Everyone just didn't understand why His Highness King Yan didn't question Li Xuanshi when she said those words, but now everyone doesn't understand even more why King Yan didn't question her, but she dared to say such words at this time.

Is she really tired of living?

Zhu Feng laughed.

The fire in the palace had burned to a height of half the sky, and the firelight shone on his face, illuminating his smile, which gave it a ferocious meaning.

He slowly walked up to Nan Yan: "Do you think this king will not survive?"

He was as tall as a mountain. When he walked in front of him, his shadow almost covered Nan Yan's entire body. Nan Yan's shoulders twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it true? His Highness raised troops from Peking.

, all the way south, what is your order?"

Zhu Feng frowned.

"Qingjun side."

Nan Yan raised his head, looked at him with his clear black and white eyes, and pointed at the corpses around him and said: "This is the little eunuch Shun'er who usually runs errands in Dongyuan. All year round, he doesn't even look like the emperor."

I have only seen them a few times. And they are just maids working in the harem, and these selected servants have almost never seen the emperor since they entered the palace."

"..."

"They don't have the power to restrain a chicken, let alone the traitors around the emperor."

"..."

"Your Highness, Qingjun, killed these people."

"..."

"What is this called Qing Junzi?"

"..."

"His Highness entered the imperial city tonight and left corpses everywhere. We all know why. But if you continue to kill innocent people like this, even if His Highness ascends the throne in the future, what will be spread will only be the bad reputation of a tyrant.

That’s all.”

"..."

"Your Highness is knowledgeable about the past and present. Don't you know what the fate of tyrants has been throughout the ages?"

"..."

"Of course they can't survive tonight, but how long will His Majesty's good life last?"

After she said these words, the surrounding area became quiet.

Everyone looked at her with an unbelievable look, almost like looking at a dead person. How dare anyone dare to say these words in front of His Highness King Yan!

Is she really tired of living?

And Nan Yan himself, after saying these words in one breath, looked up again, looked at King Yan's eyes that suddenly turned dark, like a bottomless cold pool, and shuddered.

This "death" is really well found!

At this time, Zhu Feng took one step towards her, and then another.

That gaze was like a sharp sword, almost piercing Nan Yan's body. Nan Yan couldn't help but retreat, but step by step, she gradually retreated to the steps.

Suddenly, her feet slipped and she fell backwards.
Chapter completed!
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