Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 580 Save Nine Thousand Years 110
In Xuanyuanchen's view, Nine Thousand Years without the blessing of Emperor Cheng is just an empty shell.

His attitude was nothing more than bragging rights.

Thinking that he would soon be able to take Shen Qiu's head, and then snatch the girl in his arms as his own scorpion, for his own amusement every day.

He was in a good mood.

"Shen Qiu, what qualifications do you, an eunuch, have to let me call you uncle?" Xuanyuan Chen was oppressed by him for several years, and today he wished to vomit all his depressed words. Are you riding wild on my head? You deserve it too!"

As he spoke, his face flushed with excitement, "I want to flatten your Thousand Years Mansion, hang you up, a lackey of the eunuch eunuch party, strip you and throw them into the city for the common people to watch!"

Sheng Ping watched him die silently.

Tsk, after all, Lord Chitose has a bad temper.

Shen Qiu's red and phoenix eyes were half-closed and lowered, evil and treacherous, looking at Xuanyuan Chen's ugly appearance, covered his lips with a finger annoyed, "Shh, keep your voice down."

"You're going to wake Bendu's girl from her nap."

Shen Qiu looked at Xiaotuanzi in his arms, and gently stroked Tang Xi's frowning brows with his fingertips to smooth them out.

Xuanyuan Chen directly took a token from the attendant behind him, and smiled swearingly.

"Hehehe... With this Rakshasa Token, what do you use to fight me?"

Xuanyuan Chen concluded that Shen Qiu was trying to be brave.

Shen Qiu raised his eyebrows and looked at the "Raksha Token", with a half-smile.

"The crown prince wants to say that by ordering the Iron Blood Army, the thousand-year-old mansion of the governor can be destroyed, right?"

It's ridiculous.

Xuanyuan Chen had an expression of "you are acquainted", "If you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy, I can leave you as a dead body!"

"Where's the Iron Blood Army? Hurry up and get rid of all the dirty people in this eunuch mansion, and don't let any one go!"

"Yes, Prince."

"Look at Shen Qiu", Xuanyuan Chen sneered, and continued: "I will go out and have a look."

How can I not clean up these lackeys of Shen Qiu?
Then, Xuanyuan Chen saw a scene that he would never forget in his life...

In the courtyard, the iron-blooded army he summoned by virtue of the Raksha Order not only did not slaughter a single soldier in the Thousand-year-old Mansion, but with a knife in his hand, he happily killed all the private soldiers he had worked so hard to cultivate and raise.

Sheng Ping curled his lips and walked leisurely to his side, "Is the prince satisfied?"

The one in their Qiansui Lord's hands is the real Raksha Token, while the one in Xuanyuanchen is just a counterfeit that Tang Ningyu stole back then, fortunately he has always been a treasure.

That's why Shen Qiu had already planned ahead of him, disguised his own people as "Iron Blood Army", and lurked beside Xuanyuanchen openly.

Sheng Ping shook his head, sighed again and again, "Against Lord Qiantose? Why bother..."

If he is obedient and obedient, the master might leave this stupid prince alive, and it would be good to be a puppet emperor.

Now……

Ever since he coveted his wife, Lord Qiantui had no intention of making Xuanyuanchen feel better.

Xuanyuan Chen sat paralyzed on the ground, watching all the private soldiers he cultivated overnight were all slaughtered, the ground was blood red, and deep despair appeared on his face.

He knelt on the ground and begged, grabbing Sheng Ping's trouser legs, "Director Sheng, you go to the emperor's uncle and tell him that I don't want anything in the palace anymore. What's so good about the throne, whoever loves it should go!"

Xuanyuan Chen thought of something and said, "Yes! Let the emperor be the emperor. It doesn't matter if those stubborn old people object, I will kill them all!"

(End of this chapter)