Empress: Your Majesty, please respect yourself, I don't want to be promoted

Is Lu Chen's head valuable?

The answer is yes.

He lived in a temple and held the highest authority in the Great Xia Empire as a minister. He advocated a series of reforms and achieved increasingly obvious results. However, the reforms would inevitably harm the interests of some people.

The more he did and the more remarkable his achievements became, the more powerful people whose interests were harmed hated him.

The greater the hatred, the higher the value of his head.

It is no exaggeration to say that the bounty on his head is worth far more than the thousand-year-old earth spirit in Xingping County. If anyone can kill him, the resources alone can make the strength of an evil sect rise to several levels.

It’s just that risk and return are always directly proportional.

Lu Chen's head was valuable, and accordingly, the risk of killing him was extremely high.

Not to mention anything else, just the strong men from the Guiyi Realm who follow him every time are enough to dispel the greed of most killers.

Whether it was Fu Hua, Gu Simiao, or Chai Hongyu, under normal circumstances, even if Lu Chen was just an ordinary person with no strength, no one in this world except the Holy King could touch him.

but now

Seeing Lu Chen willing to die in order to save the people of Shiyi, the two demons were filled with joy.

As long as they kill Lu Chen and take his head, even if the ancient formation cannot be activated and the plan fails completely, they will still make a lot of money.

"Xianggong Lu is unparalleled in his benevolence and righteousness. I admire him very much."

Lu Chen seemed not to have heard what the two of them said, and there was no emotion on his face, as if there was nothing in the world that could attract his attention.

Facing death, he remained unfazed and extremely calm.

Seeing that Lu Chen ignored them, the two demons stopped talking nonsense.

They didn't feel sad anymore.

Since the goal can be achieved simply and neatly, why bother with unnecessary complications?

There is no saying in this world that villains die from talking too much.

The distance between the resentful spirits is getting closer and closer.

Gu Simiao gritted her teeth and held on to her body, which was on the verge of collapse. She suddenly retracted Netherworld into the void, summoned Bingshang at the same time, and pointed the tip of her sword at Lu Chen.

"Huaiyu, I'm offended."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold air suddenly appeared around Lu Chen's body, freezing his whole body in the blink of an eye.

At this point, she couldn't care about anything else. She wanted to keep Lu Chen no matter what.

Although she didn't know what secret treasure Lu Chen used to trap her, nor how he cut off her connection with the Netherworld, she didn't just have one peerless spiritual outfit.

Bing Shang's terrifying power of frost was definitely not something that a low-level monk could contend with.

However.

Bang! !

With a roar, the ice that trapped Lu Chen exploded instantly.

"what?!"

Gu Simiao looked at the flying ice chips in shock, with a look of disbelief on her face.

Under her horrified gaze, the unscathed Lu Chen slowly walked out of the thick ice dew and continued to move forward expressionlessly.

After a while, Gu Simiao suddenly noticed that Lu Chen's body had suddenly glowed with golden light, like a thin film covering the surface of his body, making him look inexplicably sacred. .

Lu Chen's indifferent, even indifferent and unfamiliar look suddenly appeared in her mind.

It didn't look like a human being at all. It could even be said that it didn't look like a living being.

No, Huaiyu's current state is abnormal!

Could this power be...

Ouch! !

Countless resentful souls poured down completely.

And at the moment when the endless resentment was about to swallow up Lu Chen——

Whoosh whoosh! !

A scroll suddenly flew out of Lu Chen's arms and quickly spread out as it fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a magic circle glowing with lavender light formed on the surface of the scroll in the blink of an eye.

Spiritual power surged, the magic circle suddenly activated, and a purple beam of light rose into the sky from the center of the circle.

In the light pillar, a human figure gradually appeared.

Click...

The sound of armor scraping together.

But a figure wearing heavy armor, a thick visor on his face, and holding a spear slowly walked out of the purple beam of light.

The sudden change attracted almost everyone's attention except Lu Chen. Lu Chen, on the other hand, seemed unaware and showed no reaction to anything around him. He continued to walk forward like a machine without emotions.

"Who is coming?!"

The two demons shouted subconsciously.

The tough figure ignored him, but turned his head to look at Lu Chen, who was still walking slowly forward.

After Gu Simiao saw the man's appearance clearly, a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on her face.

“His Royal Highness the Holy King, stop Huaiyu quickly!!”

she shouted eagerly.

That's right, that figure is the one who made the greatest contribution to the great Xia kingdom when the divine soldiers descended from the sky a year ago. He is the master of the Cangming Realm of the Tianzhu Kingdom and one of the four strongest people in the Central Continent. The Holy King of Cangming.

Gu Simiao stood up with strength.

She should have thought of it a long time ago. With the empress' regard for Lu Chen, it was impossible for her to just place an insurance policy.

In addition to the three Guiyi Realm experts who take turns to accompany Lu Chen, there must be other means to protect Lu Chen. In order to ensure that Lu Chen is foolproof, it is reasonable to arrange means that can summon the Holy King in an emergency. middle.

Back then, the Holy King suddenly came to Ziji City with 30,000 Xuanwu Guard cavalry. That was a method that the Empress or the Puppet Emperor could use. Now that she holds the country in her hands, she can naturally make the Holy King appear at critical moments.

At this moment, Gu Simiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she was very reluctant to admit it, the Holy King who owned the Holy Relic was indeed more powerful than her. With him taking action, Lu Chen would be absolutely safe.

Even if he couldn't stop the demon's magic to save Lu Chen's food, he could still keep Lu Chen safe.

No matter how strong the strange power in Lu Chen's body was, it could not stop the Holy King's actions.

However, Jiang Chengdao didn't even look at him, nor did he take action immediately. Instead, he inexplicably raised his hand and brought the spear in front of him.

The spear was trembling slightly for some reason, as if it was excited, and it looked like it was out of control.

And I don't know if it was an illusion, but while the spear was shaking, it was slightly bent in the direction of Lu Chen, as if Jiang Chengdao would fly towards Lu Chen if he let go.

Under the visor, Jiang Chengdao's heroic eyebrows were slightly frowned, and then he raised his head slightly and looked at the unconscious figure of Lu Chen not far away, staring closely at the slight golden light on his body.

A look of thought gradually emerged in the bright starry eyes.

"His Royal Highness the Holy King."

Seeing Jiang Chengdao just standing there in a daze, looking at his spiritual outfit in a daze, Gu Simiao couldn't help but feel nervous.

"What are you doing? Why don't you do it yet?"

Jiang Chengdao shook his head, then waved his hand and the spear disappeared instantly.

Things have priorities. The top priority is to save Lu Chen first, and the rest will come later.

The next second, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the vast spiritual power surged out instantly, materializing directly around his body, quickly circling and surging with him as the center.

At the same time, the resentful soul in mid-air rushed to Lu Chen.

"Ow!!"

Each resentful soul opened its mouth at the same time, revealing the blood-red abyss inside, as if it wanted to swallow Lu Chen in one gulp.

"The Holy Way."

Jiang Chengdao raised his hand, his palm facing the direction of Lu Chen, his fingers slightly curled up, ready to hold the void.

And the moment he was about to activate the technique——

The first one to rush to Lu Chen was the resentful soul, which had already opened its bloody mouth. It suddenly stopped for some reason. The soul was shaking violently for no apparent reason. The red light in its eyes, which were originally full of hatred, began to gradually dissipate.

At the same time, he turned his neck extremely stiffly and struggled to retract his hands that were already covered with claws.

From the bloody mouth, he spat out human words with great difficulty:

"Master Lu"

The moment the hoarse voice fell, the long blood-colored thread connecting the blood flags behind him suddenly disconnected.

"Well!"

In mid-air, the blood flag suddenly made a painful muffled sound.

Immediately afterwards, the originally extremely pale complexion of the resentful soul began to regain its rosy color visibly to the naked eye, and the illusory spirit body became more solid at this moment.

"Ok?"

The sudden change made Jiang Chengdao let out a sigh, and moved his hands slightly, but did not immediately activate the technique.

(End of this chapter)