After wearing the book, he became the villain's brother-in-law of the protagonist

Chapter 147 Revenge is like a tsunami and the mountains fall ([-])
"The rest depends on the destiny. After I entered the East Palace, this is the first time that I, Mr. Beichen, have been so powerless. Hahahaha, maybe, this is the retribution that I have calculated at all costs for the position of the crown prince." Come on! There came out a mountain that I couldn't climb no matter what, a mountain that crushed me at one level, Beichen Peak."

On the bed, Beichen Jun said with a sigh.

He worked hard, really, really hard already.

Beichen Mengliang, who was harmless to humans and animals, who kept saying he was going to be a lackey, had already done it.

Now Mr. Beichen suddenly felt a trace of regret.

Shouldn't they be involved in the surging tide of northern Xinjiang?

However, regretting it now has no effect.

"His Royal Highness, don't worry, no matter how excellent Beichen Peak is, as long as Emperor Zong survives, His Royal Highness will have no worries about his life."

The master of the East Palace cupped his hands and said.

"Emperor Zong? Hehe."

Bei Chenfeng sneered twice: "My mother and grandfather are both strong men of the Emperor Sect, but if they even came out of the Emperor Sect and said a word for me, just a word, I would still be living so hard now Is it? They are warriors, cultivators, they have long been detached from this world, and if they think about it, they may not even remember me."

The wife of the Eastern Palace bowed her head and was speechless.

He smiled helplessly in his heart, Your Highness, Your Highness, why do you think we should be loyal to you?
Why are there so many black-clothed offerings in the Eastern Palace?
Do you really think that this is the effect of the mortal throne?

No, it is not.

There are warriors in the imperial court, but how high is the bright moonlight and eunuch's body?
There are offerings, and there are offerings of even higher realms.

For powerful warriors, money is meaningless, they recognize it as Yuanshi, or even Yuanjing.

"By the way, Yuan Shuai's family packed them up for me, and sent them to northern Xinjiang regardless of whether they were dead or alive. I got news that the slave Yuan Shuai accidentally killed was from the barren north city when Li Yubai was in the most difficult time. Those who come out, Yuan Shuai alone, will definitely not be able to relieve the anger of that major general."

Mr. Beichen had a good impression of the former Li Yubai.

But because he is Li Shanqing's son, something must happen.

Three years ago, Lord Beichen at that time realized the threat level of the two generals. They were all threats to his succession.

The contributions of the two are too high. Beichen was able to change from a kingdom to an empire. Most of the territory was created by the two generals. Everyone in the south knows the mighty general. The temples are all the temples of the mighty generals, and there is no temple for the emperor. , Northern Xinjiang, all admire General Zhenbei.

The imperial power and the emperor's prestige have fallen to a terrifying level.

The mighty general is fine, he has no son, only a daughter.

There was Li Yubai in Zhenbei's family, even though he was a dandy, but Bei Chenjun did not take it lightly, and specially designed Beichenyun's affairs to frame Li Yubai.

He wanted to force Beichen Zhenlong to deal with Li Shanqing, and wanted to solve this matter in the previous generation.

But what he didn't expect was that Li Yubai was indeed framed, but Li Shan was dumped out of the imperial city. A dozen times of assassinations were unsuccessful. Feng did not know how many waves of assassinations he had blocked for Li Yubai along the way.

All survived.

The situation of the Northern Xinjiang Group that is now even more terrifying has formed.

"Click"

Yuan Shuai's fist clenched.

I used to loyally do those evil things for you, which caused me to stink, but now, you actually despise me for my stink.

My loyal devotion to you will cost the lives of my family.

It is difficult for ordinary people to cross the road in northern Xinjiang.

Not to mention, his family members are either old or women and children, how can they hold on?
"Who!"

Mr. Beichen could clearly hear the movement outside the room. It is night and the East Palace is very quiet.

"I'll go out and have a look!" The master of the East Palace said, and hurriedly walked to the door and opened the door.

Outside this room, "swoosh, swish" three black-clothed shadows descended. These are the three black-clothed priests from the East Palace, who are responsible for protecting the safety of His Highness the Crown Prince not far from Beichen Jun's residence.

When they heard the movement, they rushed over immediately.

"brush!"

Yuan Shuai twisted his neck, and with the long black knife in his hand, he directly slashed towards the door.

Master Donggong, who walked quickly to the door, was about to reach out to open the door when his pupils dilated suddenly, and he saw a black light coming towards him vertically. Before he could react, he was cut into pieces by the knife energy. Two halves, fast, really fast.

"boom!"

When Master Donggong fell, the door that had been pierced earlier reacted. The traces of the black saber energy exploded, and the door turned into a pile of broken wood.

"Master!" Beichen Jun exclaimed.

Seeing the door exploded, and the figure covered in blood outside the door, Bei Chenjun was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "Shuai Yuan?"

"Come here! Escort! Help, someone is assassinating Bengong!"

"brush."

While shouting, Bei Chenjun saw a series of afterimages appearing in front of his eyes, and then, Yuan Shuai, who had a disgusting smell of blood on his body, was already sitting on the edge of his bed, black and white. The surface of the long knife was stained with blood and glowed with the brilliance of candlelight, and the chill was overwhelming.

"Yuan Shuai, Commander Yuan, why are you here?"

Bei Chenjun opened his eyes wide, watching Yuan Shuai sitting beside him, playing with the black long knife in his hand.

"My most respected and beloved Prince, why are you talking about me?"

Yuan Shuai spoke in a strange way, and compared the black long knife to Beichen Jun's neck, gesturing where to move the knife.

The ones that haven't been touched yet are separated by a chin's distance.

"嗤啦" sounded softly, and Bei Chenjun's neck was stabbed by the sharpness of the saber energy, and a fine wound appeared, blood oozing out.

cold.

For those who were not killed, Beichen-Jun felt that the blood flow in his whole body seemed to be stagnant.

To be frozen.

That was the effect of the murderous aura on Yuan Shuai.

"I, I don't know." Beichen Jun laughed dryly, but his smile was very stiff, and he really couldn't laugh at the current situation.

"Dare to come in, and immediately see your master's head fall to the ground."

The three priests in black were a few steps behind Yuan Shuai. At this moment, they reached the side of the door.

Hearing this, the three of them stopped again and again.

Yes, they are enshrined in the East Palace of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

But in fact, they received two sets of offerings. They received gold and silver from the East Palace, but their real masters were from Emperor Zong, who received Yuanshi.

This His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is someone whom the Emperor Zong's dignitaries are extremely fond of, and the target of their protection.

"Everything is negotiable. You know, someone from the Emperor Sect wants to cover the person you fall under the sword. If you fall under the sword, you will be finished. You will die. The price will be several times more severe."

(End of this chapter)