Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1162 Ruthless Nine Thousand Years Old

It was necessary for Kamakura to tell Lie Jiuqing that Wen Rong could no longer be spoiled and was about to go to heaven.

At this time, a Huayi voice came from outside the door, "Master Qiansui, Yang Junchi broke into the house, do you want to kill him?"

Over the years, except for the month when Wen Rong first came back, someone dared to break into Chitose Mansion. The only one who dared to break into Chitose Mansion is now the bold Yang Junchi.

Deaths are common in Chitose Mansion. As long as the emperor's relatives, civil and military officials come in, few can escape unscathed.

Wen Rong received Lie Jiuqing's gift and was in a good mood, "Break his legs and throw them out."

The painting responded: "Yes."

Within a moment, Wen Rong's bedroom was pushed open by someone, and Yang Junchi was the first to enter.

Kamakura, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the two imperial guards behind Yang Junchi, with cold lips.

These two people are not like ordinary guards.

In order to create an illusion, there are not many guards in Chitose Mansion now, and the secret guards will not take action without orders.

Yang Junchi probably relied on these two people to dare to be so arrogant.

Huayi killed dozens of people who broke in, but he was still a step too slow.

She knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice: "This subordinate is incompetent, please forgive me for your sins."

Huayi's face was livid, Yang Junchi brought nearly a hundred people to break in, and the others were obsessed with pestering her. Yang Junchi used them as human shields just to break in!
She wanted to kill him, but this was Wen Rong's palace, and she didn't dare to do anything wrong. Besides, Wen Rong loved to be clean, and ordinary slaves were not qualified to come in and serve him.

"Master Chitose?"

Hearing Huayi's honorific title to Wen Rong, Yang Junchi scolded in a sharp voice: "Who are you talking about, huh? I'm standing here, don't you have eyes?"

He tossed his sleeves and ordered in a cold voice, "Slap your mouth!"

Across the screen, Wen Rong slowly sat up.

He stroked the box in his arms and said softly: "Noisy."

"Snapped!"

"what--"

After Wen Rong's voice fell, Huayi raised his hand and slapped Yang Junchi directly away.

The two imperial guards immediately drew their swords, Huayi's eyes were sharp, and he said grimly: "If you are disrespectful in front of a nine thousand year old, you will be killed without mercy!"

Following the words, Huayi drew her sword, and the heads and bodies of the two imperial guards were separated. The moment blood flowed out, the bodies were thrown out by her.This scene lasted only a few breaths, Yang Junchi even saw everything, and it was over.

Yang Junchi's pupils shrank suddenly. These two were the top masters given to him by Emperor Yun, but they couldn't even hold on to one of Huayi's moves!
very scary!
Yang Junchi suddenly regretted breaking into Chitose Mansion.

"killed."

Hearing Wen Rong's words, Yang Junchi shouted angrily: "Wen Rong, I am the Governor of Dongchang personally appointed by His Majesty. Now you come here with the Holy Oracle, how dare you!"

Yang Junchi thought of the reason for coming here today and secretly dropped the thing hidden in his sleeve on the ground.

He sneered and said: "As long as you are not dead, just kneel on the ground and listen to my orders!"

Wen Rong raised his eyes and looked through the screen at a small fan on the table behind Yang Junchi. It was used by Lie Jiuqing with a stick of incense.

"Painting."

Wen Rong said coldly: "Chop it into pieces and feed it to the dog."

"Yes."

Yang Junchi said in disbelief: "Wen Rong, you cheap prostitute, you openly resisted the order!"

Huayi kicked him out and cut off his arm with a single point of his sword.

He didn't even have time to scream, the painting had already sealed his mute hole.

Yang Junchi saw the painting's particularly excited eyes.

He remembered that Huayi was the person in charge of criminal law among the four guards, and he liked... torturing people the most!

The second sword cut off his ear!

With the third sword, his nose was flattened.

Under the powerful terrifying aura, Yang Junchi was completely unable to move. He couldn't care about anything but just wanted to survive.

Who will save him!
"Chong!"

The next sword was blocked by a knife.

The painting was shaken away, and Shengsheng took a few steps back.

(End of this chapter)