School Flower's Perspective Berserker

Chapter 2141 Undercurrent is surging!

Fortunately, the only good news is that the real emperor obviously doesn't know what happened at the moment, that is to say, Xu Fan still has plenty of time to prepare.

Of course, Xu Fan can pat his ass and leave directly. After all, Xu Fan is only in the Mysterious Light Realm. After all, Xu Fan is the Lord of the Dragon Realm, and he is clearly the enemy of life and death with the four heavenly emperors who control the starry sky!
However, Xu Fan did not intend to leave just like that.

To do things, there must be a beginning and an end.

Leaving is naturally the safest choice. No matter how terrifying the true emperor's strength and anger are, it is impossible to chase and kill Xu Fan across the endless star field to the earth.

Moreover, the group of imperial guards in the land of chaos are not Xu Fan's people at all, on the contrary, including the governor in white, they are all the people of the four heavenly emperors. Once Xu Fan's identity is exposed, or the war starts in the future, the two sides may even fight each other !Turn against each other!

However, no matter what the future holds, at least for now, the governor in white and all the censors will unswervingly regard Xu Fan as a leader, as a hope, as a guiding light.

If Xu Fan abandoned everyone at this time, Xu Fan would not be Xu Fan anymore.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Fan waved his hand and issued an order, "The war is over, and now, only personal grievances remain... Withdraw the channel! Send all the imperial supervisors with the strength of immortals to the final star!"

In the battle that is about to break out, the immortal-level powerhouses will no longer be able to play any role at all.

The real emperor has ruled the Jiuyou imperial court for thousands of years, scaring a group of emperor-level powerhouses into trembling, and his strength must be the top of the emperor-level!
For such a super powerhouse, a powerhouse at the level of an immortal is no different from an ant.

However, Xu Fan's death is not certain.

No matter how strong an emperor-level powerhouse is, he will always be an emperor-level one. After careful planning, relying on the advantages of the right time, place and people, he may not have a chance to defeat the real emperor, and draw a successful conclusion to this trip to the Nine Netherworld.

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Imperial City.

With all the emperor-level powerhouses following His Highness the Crown Prince, the entire imperial city ushered in the most comfortable and peaceful time.

All the princes are gone, and so are all the emperor-level powerhouses. Even Chief Bu, who has never stepped out of the imperial city for hundreds of years, is said to have left the imperial city, and His Majesty the True Emperor is in retreat again.

In other words, the entire imperial city has ushered in a strange period that has never been seen in history, and the imperial city has no owner!
Logically speaking, having no master means chaos.

However, the entire imperial city was terribly quiet, to the point of not picking up things on the road and not closing the doors at night.

In all kinds of novels, the people are always belated and ignorant, but in the real world, the people's sense of smell is many times higher than those of the meat-eaters and despicable upper-class people.

His Royal Highness the Third Prince inexplicably turned back, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince became Xu Fan's little thief inexplicably, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince returned to the Imperial City for no apparent reason.

Adding one thing together, even the people living at the bottom have already smelled the smell of the storm.

In addition, it was at the juncture of the Great War, and His Majesty the True Emperor was about to leave the customs. Under such circumstances, who would dare to make trouble?Who dares to be the first bird?
However, under the peaceful surface, there are undercurrents surging.

"Hurry up! You're slowing down and delaying your lord's business. Even if you have a hundred heads, it's not enough to chop off!"

A senior and strong man with the appearance of a housekeeper, swearing, leaned out of the carriage. The groom had a bitter face, but he did not dare to disobey the will of the housekeeper. Go to the gate of the imperial city.

From a distance, Lin Cong, the gate guard of the imperial city, had already seen this scene.

It seems normal for a carriage to pass through the city gate. However, as the gate guard of the imperial city, Lin Cong knows that the identity of the person sitting in the carriage is definitely not simple!
Every emperor-level powerhouse is an important minister of the imperial court, the patriarch of a big family, and they all hold high positions, and the housekeepers around him are naturally rising and have prominent positions.

Counting the one in front of him, this is already the first carriage of the court officials today, and every carriage has an emperor-level powerhouse butler sitting in charge.

No matter how dull Lin Cong was, he had already realized that things were definitely not simple.

For a hard-working and enterprising person, you may think this is an opportunity, or you may think it is a good thing.

However, Lin Cong is a person who even in his dreams wants to eat and die.

However, ever since he made a wrong step and offended His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, Lin Cong's life has never been safe!

He felt bitter in his heart, but on the surface he acted as if he was enforcing the law impartially, and with a big wave of his hand, he stopped the carriage.

"Bold! Are you blind? Dare to block the prime minister's frame? How many heads do you have to cut off the prime minister's important event?"

Inside the carriage, the butler stuck out his head again, looking particularly annoyed.

If it was on weekdays, seeing this scene, Lin Cong would have stepped forward and let it go with an apologetic smile.

However, this time, Lin Cong stood firmly in front of the carriage, refusing to let it go.It's not that Lin Cong has become braver, but his intuition told Lin Cong that as the city gate guard, as an unlucky ghost who was pushed into the waves by the situation, if he didn't seize the opportunity to save himself, what was waiting for him would be doomed!

"This general, Lin Cong! He is the gate guard of the imperial city! His duty is here! Everyone in the car! Get out of the car and undergo inspection!"

A group of guards looked at their boss with shocking eyes. They couldn't figure out how his boss, who was obviously a man waiting to die, dared to be so tough in front of the prime minister's frame!
What made the guards even more baffled was that the housekeeper, who had been furious a moment ago, suddenly softened after seeing Lin Cong's tough attitude.

The butler got off the carriage with a smile on his face, "So it's General Lin. I've heard that General Lin abides by the law and is deeply loved by the people. The Prime Minister has mentioned it many times and praised him a lot. Seeing you today, it's true!"

It sounded like praise, but Lin Cong clearly saw the fierce light in the butler's eyes!

Lin Cong's heart was pounding, his cheeks were even more shattered, and he finally bent down, "Thanks to the wrong love from the prime minister, the general will be terrified..."

"Very well, the prime minister saw you right." The smile on the butler's face became more intense, and he gently lifted the corner of his clothes to reveal the token hanging on his waist, "The prime minister has an urgent order, and the military situation is like a fire. In this way, if there is something about General Lin that is outrageous, please forgive me."

"When I have free time in the future, I will make a special trip to apologize to General Lin! Farewell!"

The butler jumped into the carriage, cupped his hands towards Lin Cong, and lowered the curtain.

The carriages roared and galloped, and quickly left the imperial city, heading towards an unknown direction.

Lin Cong stood there with lingering fear, watching the carriages disappear from sight, but he became more and more confused.

The undercurrent is raging, and the storm is about to come. Under the terrifying storm, whether a small ant can survive can only pray that its luck is good enough, other than that, it seems that there is no other way.

(End of this chapter)