Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 661 What a big emperor?
"Hey"

A sigh full of helplessness came from the rising white smoke.

"It's not that I ran too slowly, but that you crossed the line, Master Li Que."

boom!
The twisted and deformed car door flew off its frame and Zhou Changji slowly leaned out of the car.

"Crossing the line, whose line are you crossing?"

Zhou Changji looked calm, even with a faint smile, and raised his chin slightly: "That's the imperial palace, whose territory do you think it is?"

Li Jun did not look back at the towering palace building that stood out against the night sky. He said calmly, "So what?"

"Of course it doesn't matter to the villain, but some people will be unhappy about it."

Zhou Changji smiled, clasped his hands together and bowed to the sky.

"Your humble servant Zhou Changji pays homage to His Majesty the King of Liao!"

hum!
A rapid and sharp buzzing sound instantly tore through the darkness.

Li Jun looked up and saw the sky was as dark as iron. Fine raindrops were beating down on the sky like a flood, roaring in an instant.

At this moment, the night sky was like an inverted ocean, and the distorted space formed a huge vortex. Figures emerged one after another from it. At a glance, there were more than a hundred people, gathered in a formation, and pressed directly on Li Jun's head.

The overwhelming pressure like the might of heaven enveloped the whole area, like a torrent about to erupt, as if it would pour down in the next moment and wash Li Jun to pieces.

Zhu Pingxu, whose body was smashed to pieces by Li Jun's punch in Songjiang Prefecture, was now hovering at the front of the battle formation, with his arms around his chest, looking down, his eyes as indifferent as a tiger.

The heavy rain wet his face and flowed along his well-defined jaw. Li Jun closed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, it's quite a big scene."

Li Jun stopped looking up, only to find that a strange figure had appeared in front of him.

He was a young man wearing a yellow robe, with a short beard and gentle eyes.

The raindrops passed through the other person's shoulders, creating little illusory ripples, and it could be seen that this was just a projection.

Zhou Changji stood behind the young man with his hands behind his back and his head lowered. His humble and almost lowly attitude was enough to prove the identity of the visitor.

It was Emperor Jiaqi, Zhu Yiyan!

"I've heard so many stories and rumors, and today I finally get to meet you in person, Lord Li Que. I've long heard of your great name."

Jia Qi smiled warmly and said, "But I think the title of 'Que Lord' is not worthy of you. 'Ge Jun' is more appropriate."

He did not use the lofty "朕", but instead used the more approachable "我".

Jia Qi's eyes flashed with an obscure light, and he exclaimed: "Master Sange, the unique master, is still so far-sighted and has given you a good and appropriate name for your position."

"It seems that Your Majesty is very familiar with the origin of my name."

A doubt flashed through Li Jun's mind, but he didn't think too much about it.

"But I don't quite understand why old man Zhang named it this way. His own student is obviously the most honorable monarch in this empire, but now he adds the word '革' in front of '君'."

Li Jun looked at Jia Qi with a smile: "Do you understand what he means?"

"Teacher, you have your reasons for doing this. But in my opinion, the sequence is like a chasm that divides the world into heaven and earth. I am the ruler of the people of the world, but not the ruler of the gods in heaven."

Jia Qi chuckled and said, "So I think this word '革' is not directed at me, but at those people who sit high up in the clouds and call themselves gods."

"Oh, so that's the case. Since Your Majesty thinks it's not..."

Li Jun raised his hand and pointed at the battle formation of soldiers above his head that were ready for battle and full of murderous aura.

"So what does this mean?"

Jia Qi kept smiling: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to express my respect to you, Mr. Li Ge."

"That's very kind of you."

Li Jun replied indifferently, and asked curiously, "But there is one thing I can't understand. Since the royal family has such a rich family background, why has it been so miserable over the years?"

"Li Jun, stop being so presumptuous!"

Zhou Changji, who had been looking at his nose with his eyes, suddenly raised his head, his eyebrows like two crossed knives, his eyes like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and shouted sternly.

"It's okay. I really want to make friends with Li Gejun this time. Since we are friends, there is nothing wrong with joking with each other."

Jia Qi raised his hand to stop Zhou Changji, and seemed not to take Li Jun's offense to heart. He glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.

"But you, Chang Ji, when you see Li Ge in the future, you must treat me as if I were you. You must be humble and polite, and know the difference between noble and humble, understand?"

"Yes, I obey your order."

Zhou Changji turned to Li Jun, clasped his hands together, and bowed: "I was offended by my words just now, please forgive me, Li Gejun."

It's the same thing again.
Li Jun had long been tired of these people's double acts and couldn't help but laugh: "I am just a crude and rough man who can only make a fist and hold a knife. I dare not stand shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

"Why not? Just a hundred years ago, Wu Xu was the undisputed pillar of the empire. It's just a 'shoulder to shoulder'. There's no need to care about it."

Jia Qi waved his sleeves and said loudly: "Even if you, Li Gejun, want it, I will give you a dragon robe that will be passed down from generation to generation and will last for the rest of the country. What's wrong with that?"

"I appreciate your kindness, but I have killed too many kings, whether they are real or fake, so I am not very interested in them."

Jia Qi asked back, "You've already worn the Feiyu suit and held the Xiuchun sword, so why are you losing interest in the more noble dragon robe now?"

"I have a hard life and little luck. I am used to suffering and cannot enjoy the happiness of comfort."

Li Jun replied indifferently, but he seemed to suddenly remember something. His cold eyes fixed on Jiaqi's face, and his voice suddenly hardened: "Honghu. Is he also from your Zhu family?"

"Yes."

Jiaqi did not hide it and admitted it frankly.

Li Jun licked the salty rain on his lips: "Why?"

"Because I need the people of the world to remember the court and the Ming Dynasty."

Faces of people, some bright and some black and white, flashed through Li Jun's mind like a revolving lantern, and a hint of self-mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"So those who can't remember are the ones who deserve to die?"

“There are more alive.”

Jia Qi's tone was sincere: "And they will definitely be able to live a better life."

"Necessarily?" Li Jun asked sarcastically, "Does your words count?"

"can!"

Jia Qi's eyes were firm as he spoke word by word: "Because this is the Ming Dynasty of my Zhu family!"

"That's a really disgusting reason that makes me want to vomit."

Li Jun raised his head and exhaled a breath of hot air. His wet hair hung behind his head, gradually reaching his shoulders.

"As the old saying goes, a person worth a thousand gold coins should not sit in the hall. Even if it is just a shadow of the emperor, it is more valuable than the lives of ordinary people."

Li Jun held his head high without moving, his eyes drooping as he looked down at Jiaqi.

"Why don't you move? Otherwise, your eyes will be stained with blood."

Boom!

Hundreds of mechanical hearts resonated at the same frequency in an instant, and the sound waves rose up like a thunder that reached the sky and penetrated the earth, instantly covering the howling wind and rain in the sky.

"Li Jun, three of the Four Scholars of the Spring and Autumn Period have been killed by you. Not only that, the Confucian scholar named Yang Bai Ze has also cleaned up the local Spring and Autumn Society clans under your instruction."

The warmth on Jiaqi's face was washed away by the heavy rain, and the sharpness of the young emperor finally emerged.

"Many people have died in the Spring and Autumn Society, which can be regarded as a serious blow to its vitality. If you feel that so many lives are not enough to comfort the people of Tianque and Su Ce's spirit in heaven, then I can promise you today that I will join forces with you to deal with Longhu Mountain and Donghuang Palace."

"Hahahahahaha" a burst of mocking laughter interrupted Jiaqi's words.

"It's the same pretentious nonsense again. My ears are getting callused from hearing it. Why don't you get tired of it?"

"The same sentence depends on who says it."

Jia Qi said: "What I say is of course final and will never be changed!"

"Even if you can be so decisive, I still don't think enough people have died."

"Li Jun, as a person, you must know how to weigh the pros and cons, know the limits, and most importantly, you must know how to be respectful."

Jia Qi's indifferent expression revealed majesty: "This is the first sentence Zhang Shoufu said when he gave me his first lesson after I ascended the throne. Now, I also give this sentence to you."

"Emperor, are you giving me a lesson? Teaching me how to do things?"

Li Jun laughed again.

He raised his hand, and slowly combed his five fingers across the top of his head, cutting off the excess black hair with force as sharp as a knife.

Under the sharp short hair that has returned to its original length, are a pair of eyes that are becoming increasingly murderous.

"Do you think that because your last name is Zhu, you are destined to be the master of this empire, and that everyone except you is a bandit, a thief, a traitor, a fool, the root cause of the empire's troubles, and the real culprit for the fall of the royal family?"

Li Jun took a step forward with his right foot, his arrogant aura rising from the ground, and collided violently with the grim army formation hovering under the sky.

Like the sound of a drum hitting a chime, the sound echoes.

"Do you think you are the protagonist of the world, a hidden dragon in the abyss? When you rise from the abyss, you can cleanse the filth and change the world? You can kill and give life as you please?"

Li Jun smiled coldly: "That's all bullshit! If I take off this layer of skin from you, you'll be nothing more than a person who lives a miserable life at best."

Yaksha, Painted Skin, The Brothel Ghost, Fan Wujiu, Xie Bian, Wang Xie.
The faces that kept flashing through Li Jun's mind finally stopped and fixed on a face with a beard as white as snow, like a lion in his twilight years.

Yan Bahuang.

Yan Bahuang, the old Jinyiwei who was willing to die in order to kill Honghu!

"Emperor? Ha, you're such a fucking emperor?!"

Li Jun's eyes widened angrily, and a black and red lightning exploded from the ground!

boom!
Jiaqi's figure was penetrated by the lightning and scattered into a piece of light and shadow.

The sharp punch shattered the reckless rain that was blocking the way and headed straight for Zhou Changji's head!
A figure, accompanied by a roar of boiling air, fell from the sky like a meteor, blocking Zhou Changji.

Boom!
Fists and feet collided, and the aftermath of the force created a series of rapid air currents.

Facing the fierce attack of Li Jun, Zhu Pingxu raised his eyebrows, golden flames surged from his heart and wrapped around his clenched fists. The overwhelming heat burned the ground beneath his feet and made it crack. The rainwater within dozens of feet around him was instantly evaporated into boiling steam.

There was a sage who drilled flint to make fire in order to change the smell of fishy things. The people were pleased with his work, so he made him the king of the world and named him Suirenshi.

Prince Zhu, escape from the vertical and horizontal into the military ranks, mechanical heart Suiren!

The heavy clouds, the dazzling imperial city, the heavy rain that has nowhere to land, the army array ready to go
In the misty swamp, the golden flames were like surging waves, trying to extinguish the flying black and red thunder!

In the chaotic light and shadow, two figures intersected, and the collapsed ground cracked into terrifying gullies that were big enough to swallow people. The violent wind swept up the dirt and rocks on the ground, shooting them in all directions like bullets.

Zhou Changji, who was also in the world of clouds and mist, could only barely stand steady even with all his strength.

His instinctive screams urged him to stay away from the two figures that looked like ancient beasts, but his trembling bodies were completely out of his control.

Although he is also at the third level, he is so weak and helpless at the moment. It is already commendable that he can face the battle in front of him.

In a trance, Zhou Changji, with bloodshot eyes, finally understood Yan Dongqing completely, and understood his actions and the intentions behind them.

"Rank... Only by breaking away from the imperial power and gaining independence can we, the fabricated Confucian order, obtain the true rank and have the power to contend with them! Below the rank, we are all ants. Below the rank, we are all ants!"

A silent and fanatical cry lingers in my heart.

At the same time, a wave of golden flames rose into the sky under Zhou Changji's excited gaze, and collided directly with the black and red thunder!
boom!
The shattered lightning disappeared between the hairs, and Li Jun's figure finally became clearly visible at this moment.

"Die, die quickly!"

Seeing that the golden flame was still rolling forward and was about to completely engulf Li Jun, Zhou Changji's tightly-packed mouth corners slowly lifted up, and a look of crazy joy was about to bloom in his ferocious facial features.

But the next moment, unspeakable fear enveloped Zhou Changji's body.

He clearly did not see the sword, but he felt an unstoppable sharpness that seemed to pierce his mind completely.

Although he did not see the mountains, he felt as if he was standing in front of an avalanche, which seemed to crush his body into powder.

Sharp!

Collapse!

Hidden God!

In front of the fist peak, the surging golden flames were extinguished inch by inch.

The disintegrating mechanical body revealed a flesh and blood heart that looked just like a human's, but in the middle there was a circular cavity with a diameter of two inches, in which a cluster of golden flames was beating.

It exudes supreme majesty like a god and a hint of panic that is hard to conceal.

The sturdy figure approached again, with powerful force surging in his fist, about to smash this magical heart to pieces.

The strict military formation hovering in the sky forcefully cut in between life and death. Hundreds of mechanical hearts resonated at the same frequency, as if they were able to connect to Li Jun's heart at the same time, condensing into an invisible heavy hammer and hitting Li Jun's heart.

Boom!
Li Jun's figure suddenly stopped, his Adam's apple rolled, and he spurted out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

The Suiren Jixin, who was close at hand, seized this fleeting opportunity, flew into the sky and escaped.

The foggy world that could no longer sustain itself also completely collapsed at this moment, dissipating without a trace. The long-awaited heavy rain was no longer a hindrance, rushing down one after another, penetrating Zhou Changji's hair, clothes, flesh, and bones.
The four great men of the Spring and Autumn Period completely became a thing of the past on this rainy night.

The cold raindrops hit my body, causing waves of burning pain.

Li Jun, who was covered in horrific burns, turned around and looked back, making eye contact with the re-materialized projection of Jia Qi.

"Li Jun, I have given you enough face."

Behind the pearl curtain lowered by the Pingtian crown, Jiaqi's eyes were cold and inhuman.

In the air behind him, a soldier of the third rank held the Suiren Mechanical Heart in both hands and pressed it against his chest with a respectful expression.

The high temperature melted his skin and bones, and the dark blue heart underneath it was like a subject bowing to the king. It actively broke free from the entangled bloody tendons and respectfully made room for the human heart that was approaching.

As the Suiren Mechanical Heart fell into place again, the facial features of this soldier also twisted and changed synchronously. After a while of squirming, it turned into Zhu Pingxu's face again.

The prince of the Zhu family, who had nearly died once again at the hands of Li Jun, remained as silent as ever, but there was a hint of hidden dread and fear in his eyes when he looked at Li Jun.

Boom!

Farther away, above the imperial palace, the thick night was shrouded in an even gloomier darkness. Dark red lightning rolled in the clouds, striking spider-web-like cracks on the sky.

But even the roar of thunder could not cover up the loud clanging sound that sounded like the operation of a machine.

In Li Jun's sight, in the darkness shrouding the top of the imperial palace, there seemed to be a pair of incredibly huge arms spreading out.

It was like a giant that had been sleeping for thousands of years was slowly waking up and stretching lazily between heaven and earth.

"Why are you being so aggressive?"

Jia Qi's ten fingers were intertwined and rubbed together in his sleeves, his chest rising and falling with blazing anger: "Do you really want to fight me to the death just to vent your anger?"

"Finished?"

Li Jun was unmoved. He raised the back of his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. The lightning flashed again, wrapping around his hair, and his domineering gaze fell from afar to the front.

"If it's a dick, stop complaining."

"If you're brave enough, keep going!"

(End of this chapter)